The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 248, the wind is out of the circle (please subscribe!)

   Zhang Xuan pretended to say: "I'm so sorry, you came from thousands of miles to help me, and in the end I still use your things, which is outrageous."

  Looking at his hypocritical appearance, Tao Ge laughed and said, "Then don't use it, I'll take it back."

   "Ouch!…"

   Zhang Xuan could not wait to slap himself: "Then I'll use it. It's a lot of trouble. Anyway, it's your kindness. I can't be so ignorant."

  Tao Ge took a sip of old duck soup and smiled: "As you wish."

  Hong Zhenbo loves Huaiyang cuisine and occasionally eats Cantonese cuisine with chopsticks. As for Hunan cuisine, I ate a bit of bracken and thought it was delicious, so I started to eat it again. Later, my face turned red, I kept drinking the soup to relieve the spicy food, and then I didn't dare to touch it again.

  Hong Zhenbo was afraid of spicy food and did not dare to eat Hunan cuisine. But Jiang Bo and Tao Ge, as well as the photographer, ate a lot and enjoyed it. . .

   When I asked, it turned out that Jiang Bo was from Pingxiang, Gan Province, and it was a place that was not afraid of spicy food.

  At the end of the meal, Tao Ge said: "This time the food tastes better than the last time, I will eat it next time."

   Zhang Xuan was happy on the surface, but in his heart he thought depressedly, although it is true that cooking by himself is not as good as Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, he can't say it face to face.

  Do we still want this old face?

  Tao Ge brought Du Shuangling a gift, a Tiffany bracelet with diamonds on it, which is not cheap at first glance.

   This woman has a heart. The Tiffany brand has not yet entered the mainland, and most people can’t buy it if they have money.

   Looking for a chance, Du Shuangling turned her right wrist happily and asked Zhang Xuan quietly, "Is it good-looking?"

   Zhang Xuan really thought it was beautiful: "It looks good, it matches your temperament quite well, your "sister" is not in vain."

  Du Shuangling asked: "Then what kind of courtesy should we return?"

   Zhang Xuan looked unhappy: "We? She didn't give me a gift."

  Du Shuangling stared at him, smiled and looked at him with a "what's mine is yours" look.

   Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and said, "We are still students, so don't make things too expensive, you can win over Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu's hearts, and just make the dishes well.

  When I turned around, I called my family and asked Ouyang Yong to get some dried game to send to your father, and let your father send it to Tao Ge in your name. "

  Du Shuangling corrected him happily: "It's our name."

   "Well, okay. I'll let Uncle Du write "Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling husband and wife" later, okay?"

   "Virtue ~"

  …

   After lunch, we sat and drank tea and chatted for a while. Jiang Bo later left. Today is Tuesday, and they have a class to attend.

  Similarly, Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu also left, and there are classes at 5 or 6 in the afternoon.

   As for Zhang Xuan, hi! All old fritters. Although there are not many classes missing, but occasionally there will be something missing.

  …

   Study.

   As soon as he entered the door, Hong Zhenbo wandered around the row of book walls, and then looked at Zhang Xuan calmly, changing his previous leisurely state, it was obvious that it was important to do business.

   Zhang Xuan is so happy, politeness is the most troublesome thing, it is better to go straight to make people feel comfortable.

   pulled open the drawer without hesitation, and in an instant, eight stacks of manuscripts were displayed in the eyes of the two of them.

  Tao Ge couldn't help but ask: "You haven't finished writing yet, so there are already 8 versions?"

   Zhang Xuan replied, "I'm used to revising while writing. Because there are always new and better ideas as I write, it's inevitable that I have to move the previous ones."

   Tao Ge asked again: "How many words are there now?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "Almost 290,000."

   Tao Ge was surprised: "Are you speeding up your progress?"

"almost."

   Zhang Xuan responded and talked about his mental journey: "Before I started this book, I thought about how to write it. I wrote several volumes in total. The content and theme of each volume are clear and clear, with a complete outline and detailed outline.

  I want to try to catch up with the progress now, to see if I can finish the book earlier, so that there will be extra time for revision. "

   Having said that, Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and took out a stack of books on the far right, and handed it to Hong Zhenbo, who had not said a word, but was staring at the manuscript.

  Hong Zhenbo quietly took it, and after observing the word "lurking" on the cover for a long time, he began to turn the pages and read it attentively.

   For the first half hour, Hong Zhenbo was more casual, sitting and looking more relaxed.

   But after 30 minutes, Hong Zhenbo slowly changed.

   seems to have changed as a person, the relaxed freehand on his face is gone, thinking and solemnity crawls all over his face.

   His reading speed was noticeably slowing down.

   After quietly observing for a while, Tao Ge gave Zhang Xuan an obscure look: indicating a good start, don't worry.

   Zhang Xuan smiled and said he knew.

   Actually, although he was apprehensive, he was not particularly worried.

  Because I knew it in my heart, I was also a pen writer in my previous life, and the article was written well or not, naturally it was very clear.

   An hour and a half later, Hong Zhenbo finished reading the first book.

   Taking advantage of this gap, Hong Zhenbo took a sip of tea, then closed his eyes and quietly reminisced. After a long while, he began to flip through the second book.

   From the beginning to the end, they didn't even think about talking to Zhang Xuan and Tao Ge.

  The room was silent…

  Tao Ge had been waiting for a long time, and when Hong Zhenbo put down the first book, she couldn't wait to pick it up.

  The photographer is bored. Because I can't take a close-up of the manuscript, after all, the "hidden" novel is still in the creation stage and still needs to be kept secret. So I made tea for three people next to me.

   Tao Ge has something to do. Zhang Xuan also started to work, spread out his notebook, and continued to write.

   For a while, the only sound in the study room was the sound of "rustling" and the sound of turning pages...

   This strange and silent state lasted all afternoon.

   It wasn't until after 6 o'clock in the evening, when Du Shuangling came in and called a few people to have dinner, the atmosphere collapsed instantly.

   Putting down the fourth book, Hong Zhenbo calmed down on the seat, and then smiled and said to Zhang Xuan, "Eat, accompany me to the school after dinner."

   "It's done." People are guests, so Zhang Xuan, the host, naturally meets the needs of the guests and agrees with a smile.

   Maybe because of familiarity, dinner is more lively than Chinese food.

   The four Zhang Xuan and Tao Ge had more exchanges, and even Zou Qingzhu lost the tension he had before, and slowly inserted himself into the topic.

   After dinner, Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu went outside the school to buy vegetables at the vegetable market to prepare for three meals a day tomorrow.

   On the other hand, Zhang Xuan accompanied Hong Zhenbo and Tao Ge for a walk downstairs.

  The three of them stayed silent all the way, quietly enjoying the scenery along the boulevard path. Spring is here, and the flowers and plants are in full bloom, each with its own style.

   Slowly and slowly, when he reached Xingting, Hong Zhenbo watched around and finally broke the silence.

   He found a place to sit down and asked Zhang Xuan, "March, is your "Wind Sound" manuscript still there?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at Tao Ge, and when he saw that the latter was also inexplicable, he answered truthfully: "Yes."

  Hong Zhenbo looked at Zhang Xuan, thought for a while, and said, "A friend asked me to ask you, is your "Wind Sound" manuscript for sale?"

   Zhang Xuan was stunned and asked, "Buy manuscripts? Use them for collection?"

  Hong Zhenbo nodded and said very frankly: "I know this is a bit difficult for a strong man.

   But when that friend knew I was coming to see you, he came to my house on purpose. He asked me to ask you, if you want, he will give you a satisfactory price. "

  Zhang Xuan was worried, this question was really difficult for him.

  The manuscript of the first book, who the **** is willing to sell it?

   If you are short of money, it’s okay to say.

   The most important thing is that you are not short of money now!

   But if you don't sell it, then it may ruin the current good situation, ruin your own literary future, and destroy the literary connections that have been opened with great difficulty.

   After all, people like Hong Zhenbo, who are in high positions, generally don’t talk about small things randomly, and it’s not worth talking about.

   And it is difficult for ordinary people to let others speak. But once you speak, it's hard to refuse.

  Rejection is equivalent to losing face.

  What a **** headache!

   Seeing Zhang Xuan pondering, Tao Ge took over the conversation in time and asked, "Uncle, who entrusted you?"

  Hong Zhenbo pierced through her thoughts at a glance, looked at Zhang Xuan and said with a smile: "Li."

plum?

  Tao Ge didn't seem surprised when he heard the surname, but asked happily, "I heard that this man bought Mr. Jin Yong's manuscript for a lot of money?"

  Hong Zhenbo nodded, and Zhang Xuan, who was curious, said: "It really happened, and it took a lot of effort to get it."

   Zhang Xuan understands that this editor-in-chief Hong is telling himself that the person who bought the manuscript is a stubborn person. Mr. Jin Yong, who is far away in Xiangjiang, has obtained the manuscripts, and he will definitely be obsessed with his manuscripts.

   At the same time, there is another meaning in the words of editor-in-chief Hong: Who is Jin Yong? Not much to say then. And after people bought Jin Yong's manuscript, they still want to buy Zhang Xuan's manuscript, which means that people are very optimistic about Zhang Xuan's future.

   even more subtly shows that Hong Zhenbo is also extremely optimistic about Zhang Xuan's future.

   These are some positive signs.

   Niang Xipi's, it seems that there is no possibility of rejection.

  Thinking here, Zhang Xuan looked at Tao Ge for help.

After receiving the message, Tao Ge turned to ask Hong Zhenbo: "Uncle, how much is your friend willing to pay?"

   Well, this **** has already sold it.

  Hong Zhenbo stretched out his finger: "I heard that there are 13 versions of "Wind Sound" in March. My friend is willing to pay 800,000 to buy the original version and the final version."

   Zhang Xuan is a little confused, so valuable?

   The next second he was thinking, he's too ruthless!

   Buying the two most precious versions of manuscripts as soon as they are released is really a way to collect.

   Zhang Xuan was a little confused, and Tao Ge was also a little confused, obviously the amount exceeded her expectations.

   But after she glanced at Zhang Xuan, she mediated for Zhang Xuan and said, "Can I just buy one edition? Save one edition for my brother as a souvenir."

   Hearing Tao Ge's tone and title changed, and hearing Tao Ge bite this "brother" very hard.

  Hong Zhenbo knew that Tao Ge had begun to protect the calf, and he knew that this matter could only go so far.

  Fortunately, he didn't intend to buy all the writer's heart in the first place. He said just now that he bought two editions as a pretense, and used the mouth of the collector to express his importance to Zhang Xuan.

   So he went downhill along the steps of Tao Ge, "The first edition of the manuscript is 300,000, and the last edition is 500,000."

   Hong Zhenbo looked at Zhang Xuan after he finished speaking, waiting for him to make a decision.

   Zhang Xuan's mouth twitched, what decision should he make?

   What did you decide to do?

   There is nothing to decide, and people came for the last version of the manuscript from the very beginning.

  If you can't figure this out, haven't you lived in vain for so many years?

   Zhang Xuan pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "It is said that writing should not forget the original intention. I will keep the first edition as a souvenir."

   The deal was reached, and the atmosphere of the three people's conversation was so good that it burst.

   After returning, Zhang Xuan took the opportunity to be alone and asked Tao Ge, "Who is Li?"

   Tao Ge was very happy and said to him: "Li is your real nobleman."

   Zhang Xuan was confused, and then asked: "The retired former editor-in-chief of People's Literature?"

"it's him."

  Tao Ge told him: "If it wasn't for Mr. Li to fight against the crowd, it would be difficult for your "wind" to be published in people's literature."

   Zhang Xuan understood, it turns out that there is such a relationship, no wonder this **** sells manuscripts for herself.

   To be honest, after knowing that it was Mr. Li, Zhang Xuan felt no more conflict in his heart.

   is the so-called life is a rare confidant.

   This Elder Li is not only his confidant, but also his Bole.

  Although I have lived in two lifetimes, I have a high-quality novel like "Wind Sound" in my hands, so I don't worry about not having a chance. But this world is not so simple and clean.

   At least because of Mr. Li's existence, he has taken a lot less detours in the literary world.

   Tao Ge asked: "Do you understand?"

   Zhang Xuan nodded.

  Tao Ge went on to say: "Actually, I guess that this manuscript was not bought by Mr. Li himself, but it should be collected by Mr. Li's son."

   Zhang Xuan's eyelids lifted, "Old Li son?"

"Um."

   Tao Ge hummed and explained in detail: "Li's son opened a very high-end private club in Beijing last year.

  In order to support the private club, Mr. Li spent a lot of money in the last year to acquire precious antiques, famous paintings, and high-value artworks.

   Your "Wind Sound" manuscript can be seen by him, and it can be regarded as a wave of publicity for you in the capital of one acre and three points, which increases your worth. "

   Zhang Xuan couldn't deny: "Is it worth 500,000?"

  Tao Ge smiled and shook his head, "You can be content. I went to that club once at the beginning of the year, and the furniture in it was all mahogany or golden nanmu, and the carpets came from the Middle East, and these are just the most basic things on the bright side.

  The collection showroom not only has the calligraphy of the last emperor Fu Yi's younger brother, Qi Baishi's famous shrimp painting, but also Huang Yongyu's own paintings, and the manuscripts of Mr. Jin Yong are also placed in it.

   Think about it, is it a supreme honor to place your "Wind Sound" manuscript side by side with these precious treasures for the eminent people from all over the country to visit? "

   Seeing that Zhang Xuan was silent, Tao Ge gave him a brief introduction: "Do you know the threshold of this private club? It is only open to VIP members, and the most common annual membership fee is 17,000 US dollars.

   You must know that the average house price in Beijing last year was 1,400 yuan per square meter. "

   Zhang Xuanma, an ordinary member's annual fee can buy a villa in any city in China.

   This is only the annual fee for ordinary members, what if it is a bit more advanced?

  Hey, the old man has never seen the big world, so he doesn't dare to think about it, and he doesn't want to think about it.

   On the other hand, the "Wind Sound" manuscript does not seem to be a drop in price when it is sold.

   Seeing that Zhang Xuan seemed to have figured it out, Tao Ge stretched his waist and joked, "If Old Son Li reads your "Hidden" novel, it is estimated that the bid will be doubled several times."

  Zhang Xuan sat down and asked, "How much do you think the manuscript of the 'hidden' novel is worth?"

   Tao Ge said bluntly: "I will give you a reference case. Last year, an old leader wanted to buy the manuscript of "Bailuyuan", and he bid 1.5 million yuan, but Mr. Chen did not sell it.

   And none of your "hidden" novels cost more than 2 million, so if you talk about it, you will drop the price. "

   Zhang Xuan heard the potential meaning, Tao Ge thought that "lurking" was better than "White Deer Plain".

   When this woman faced the "wind", this was not her attitude. It seems that the "lurking" novel has conquered her.

   Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan was very excited.

  Who doesn’t want to be recognized by others for their hard work?

   He was a worldly man, and of course he was no exception.

   What's more, "Hidden" is different from "Wind Sound", half of which are original, which is of great significance!

   But after the excitement, I suddenly became worried: "After the publication of the "Hidden" novel, will Old Li's son pester me to buy it?"

  Faced with this problem…

  Tao Ge glanced at the empty teacup, raised his chin arrogantly, and nodded, signaling him to fill it up.

Hey! This woman!

   really sells off! Really instructive!

  Grandma a bear! I can't see this, I really don't want to get used to her, I really want to rub her on the ground with one finger.

   Zhang Xuan pouted, and reluctantly got up and poured her a glass.

  Tao Ge looked at him with a clever smile, took a sip of tea comfortably, and finally said, "With sister here, as long as you don't want to sell, he won't embarrass you."

   "Really?"

   "Of course, elder sister still has some face."

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