Entertainment Reborn Rhapsody

Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen: Release
Yu Zhengchong opened the title page of the book, and a line of correct handwriting came into view: Master's teaching is my greatest wealth, and daily introspection will become my life motto.

Looking at the autograph his apprentice gave him, Yu Zhengchong was a little jealous.His disciple gave him his first sample booklet, and he was very moved.

Teenagers are growing up rapidly, and the support of the older generation will gradually become weak.After you taught him to walk, you could only watch him run.

"Master, Master!"

Yu Zheng rushed back to his senses, turned his head and patted Shanhe on the shoulder, "Did the magazine say when it will be released?"

"About a month later, Aunt Qu called me yesterday and gave me a simple interview. It will be published in this issue of the journal and some publicity will be done." Shanhe replied.

"The magazine is very caring. Very good!"

Yu Zhengchong went on to say: "No matter how good or bad your grades are or how good your sales are, Xiaohe must treat you with a normal attitude. But Master, I believe in you and I believe you can make a big difference!"

"I will."

"Master, I want my dad to buy me a computer. Now that the computer can be connected to the Internet, Aunt Qu and the editorial department have to match it."

"Hey, Master You, I don't understand these new things. Ask your dad to buy them for you. Young people have to learn new things! Master, I support you."

Qiu Jiang interjected: "One set costs tens of thousands of yuan. I heard that it can play games, and you can chat with others online with a telephone line! The Meiyu unit had it last year, but no one used it, saying that the Internet access is very expensive. .”

"Dad, Aunt Qu said that I have to use a computer to write books for two years, so I don't need to send manuscripts in the future, I just use the computer to send them."

"Why, Qiu Jiang, you think it's expensive, how about I buy it for my child?" Yu Zhengchong glared at Qiu Jiang.

"How can I ask the teacher to buy it? My mother and I are just giving opinions, and we didn't say we wouldn't buy it for him. Anyway, it's all his own money."

The teacher covered her mouth and snickered.

At the end of March, the editorial department sent several large boxes of new books to Shanhe.

Shanhe's family divided the books, and after Shanhe signed them, they gave them to relatives, friends and work colleagues.

"This is the book written by Xiaohe, Meiyu, your family is in trouble, you want to produce a Wenquxing star!"

"Where is it? It's just that the child was writing and playing in his hometown, and it happened that the magazine took a fancy to it."

"Meiyu, you are too modest, it just happened! This is something that happened to be able to do. Didn't Qiu Jiang like to write articles before? I think it's because you and your husband have a good education."

"If you want me to tell you, when you have time, ask sister Xie to hold a meeting for us, so that we can learn from it. My family doesn't know what to say."

Xie Meiyu evaded it on the surface, but she was already happy in her heart, "Xiaohe was so naughty before, and we didn't care much about this child. The child has grown up all of a sudden, it's the same as when he was a child."

In the office of the third year of high school, Qiu Jiang is also distributing books to colleagues.

"Mr. Qiu, you have passed on all your literary talents to your son. A 14-year-old child has written such a thick book, what a genius!"

"It turned out that I didn't read all the comics in the periodicals. Look, there are a lot more comics. It's very interesting!"

"This is the first book published in our county, right? I heard that it will be sold nationwide. It's amazing, Mr. Qiu, and you will enjoy the blessings in the future."

...

Qiu Jiang blushed and waved his hands, "Everyone, don't praise him too much. Xiaohe has some talents. The main reason is that he has good opportunities. When he meets many good people, he will help him. Now, I am worried that he will become Fang Zhongyong!"

Shanhe also distributes books in the classroom.

"It's all here. Everyone's names are on it. Take it for yourself." Shanhe spread out the books in the box.

"No, why do you still write Yuan Datou in the book, no, you have to change it for me!"

"Isn't there another sentence after this, donate to Yuan Zhonghe, you are blind!" Li Xiaohui said directly without waiting for Shanhe to reply.

"I'll take a look at yours, 'Read more, grow your brain', hahaha, okay, I won't change it." Yuan Datou laughed after reading the message to Li Xiaohui.

"Miss Zhou, I have done what I said."

"Okay. I don't have time to talk to you now." Zhou Xiaoou looked at the book and was very satisfied with the message Shanhe gave her. "May classmate Zhou Xiaoou remain a young man for many years to come."

On April [-]st, "From the City to the Field, That's Another World" was put on sale in major and medium bookstores in the southern provinces.

The Xinhua Bookstores in Shanghai and the capital cities in the south all highly recommend this book.

Not only put the heads in a conspicuous position, but also hang a banner: the first prize in the National Youth Essay Contest, recommended by the Ministry of Education, will bring a different world to your children.

The Xinhua Bookstore in Minbei County has a whole row of stacks at the entrance, and the speakers in the store play advertising tapes in a loop: The genius work of the second-year students of Minbei No. [-] Middle School in our county, the first prize of the National Youth Essay Contest, was educated The department is included in the important recommendation list of youth science popularization...

"Qiu Daxian, your book went on sale yesterday, and my mother passed the bookstore when she got home from get off work yesterday, and she heard the loudspeaker yelling!" Li Xiaohui yelled as soon as he entered the classroom.

"Xiao Lizi, speak well, I thought you were selling pork when you said that!"

"Hahaha"

"Qiu Daxian, how many copies do you think you can sell?"

"There should be many people in the county buying it. After all, it is a book written by someone from Northern Fujian County." Shanhe replied.

"Who told you our county, I said the whole country!" Li Xiaohui shouted.

"Then I don't know, I hope more people will buy it."

"It's an exaggeration to think about it. My deskmate's books are sold in bookstores across the country. Do you think the books you sign for us will be valuable in the future?"

"How come your mind is racing so fast! Don't worry, I will give you a signed copy of each book from now on, so that you can make a fortune. Haha"

As soon as Shan He got home, Hu Ge's call arrived.

"Hey, Hugo, speak slowly."

"Thank you classmates for me. How are the sales at the Magic City Bookstore?"

"That's good. I really don't have any confidence in my heart. The magazine's publicity is very good."

"I don't know, let's count once a week, and the national sales will be known next week."

...

Germination magazine, Xiao Li opened the door and walked into the editorial office of the publishing house, "Sister Qu, I have visited all the bookstores in Shanghai, and the sales are good. The proportion of students is small, and most of them are parents with children who are buying."

"Students don't have any spending power. The price of 15 yuan is not high, but it's not too low. The consumption of the student group has to be delayed. It depends on the sales in the first week. It is also on the shelves in the second week. It is estimated that the sales will increase. gone."

"Reporters from several newspapers called just now and wanted to interview Shanhe by phone. There will be more in the future. Please be careful not to promise or disclose the author's information. In terms of publicity, we must communicate well with Shanhe to avoid unnecessary conflicts. .”

"Sister Qu, the Magic City Education TV Station also called. Next Monday's "Reading" column will introduce "From City to Field" and ask us to provide information."

...

Unlike the busyness and noise of the publishing house, the release of books has little impact on Shanhe. Like other middle school students, he goes to school, attends classes and then leaves school.

The second draft of "We Are Young" has been revised, and it will be sent to Shanghai tomorrow. After waiting for Qu Ling's review, the final draft will be finalized.

For more than half a year, Shanhe has been busy, taking care of his studies and writing.The pressure and changes brought about by the rebirth have been pushing him forward.

The completion of the second draft made Shanhe feel relieved.He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to eat well, sleep well, and be a simple second-year student.

"Mom, what's for lunch? It's so delicious!"

"Yesterday your dad said he wanted to eat rice noodles in chicken soup. I killed the chicken early in the morning and stewed the chicken soup. I asked your dad to watch the fire. He is so good. He almost forgot. You can see that it is almost boiled dry. I know it's called , what can you do!" Xie Meiyu's complaining nagging sounded.

"Mom, I feel that your cooking is no worse than Feng Jingliang's father." Shanhe quickly praised his mother.

Xie Meiyu accepted all of her son's compliments, "That's right, even though Lao Feng is a chef, the Hakka dishes he cooks are not as authentic as your mother's."

Xie Meiyu began to talk about ancient times, "When your grandma was alive, she was famous all over the country for her good cooking. Although your mother and I are not as good as your grandma, I have learned at least [-]-[-]% of it."

"Grandma used to be a chef?"

"There were no chefs in the countryside at that time. Everything was lacking at that time. Without materials, no matter how good your cooking skills were, you couldn't make good food."

Hearing his mother talk about grandma, Shanhe became interested, "What kind of dishes does grandma cook?"

"That's too much, stewed fish with tofu, triangular tofu dumplings, taro meatballs, stewed pork with dried bamboo shoots, steamed loach with flour, I think of your grandma!"

Seeing that his mother was starting to feel depressed, Shanhe quickly answered, "Mom, can you do this too?"

"You little heartless boy, I haven't cooked any of these dishes for you before!"

"Yeah, I've eaten every dish separately, why is it so powerful together!"

"The restaurants call it Hakka cuisine, but in fact, they are all home-cooked dishes here. In addition to the fried chicken and old duck soup that must be served in the past, they are called Hakka cuisine outside."

"Your mother and I were taught by my grandmother. Even this kind of cooking requires talent. Now you can buy everything, but your mother just can't make that taste."

Shanhe understands that what mother is talking about is the taste in memory, the taste that belongs to mother alone.He had an idea, and suggested: "Hey, how about this weekend, call Master Shi Gong Shi Nai, let's make all of these together, family activities, and have a big meal by the way, how about it?"

"Okay, I'll be responsible for your mother, no problem. You and your father will take care of the rest." Xie Meiyu smiled and asked the father and son a difficult problem.

"Okay, no problem, I promise for my dad."

"Then I'll have to wait and see, haha" Xie Meiyu laughed as she wished.

(End of this chapter)