The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 252, Big sale (please subscribe!)

  The melodious piano sound is always there.

   Zhang Xuan's state has also been there, starting at 9:00 in the morning and ending at 6:00 in the evening.

  The white paper was rustling and the pen was wandering, Zhang Xuan wrote more than 7,800 words in one breath.

   His fingers were sore and sore, but he was still taken aback by the result. As the old saying goes, when a person is ruthless, he is afraid of himself.

   After careful consideration, the characters are exquisite, the logic is smooth, the story is rich and connotative, and I am very satisfied.

   At this moment, Zhang Xuan somewhat believed that Lao Jia's 300,000-word "Abandoned Capital" was the first draft completed in a month.

   After all, when the thinking is clear and the inspiration erupts, there is really no reason to talk about it. . .

   calmed down, Zhang Xuan was not complacent, and planned to check it again, but there was no way, the final stage must be well written and not sloppy.

   Don't dare to be sloppy, or I will be sorry for Tao Ge and Lao Hong's hard work.

  After 8 p.m., the door quietly opened a crack, Du Shuangling looked into it, saw that he was writing, and silently shrank his head back.

   After 10pm, the study door opened again. This time Du Shuangling brought a bowl of seafood porridge and Xiaodie sauerkraut directly in.

   "You haven't moved for a day, take a break and eat something first."

  The plate was placed on the table, and the two bowls were placed. Du Shuangling walked behind him and massaged his shoulders.

  Zhang Xuan put his head back on the pillow, placed it on a comfortable soft pad, closed his eyes and said, "Press on my temples, my head is a little swollen."

  Du Shuangling moved her hand from her shoulder to her temple, rubbed it lightly, and said in a soft voice, "After supper, I'll accompany you out for a walk."

   "Hmm." I really have to go and get some fresh air.

  Zou Qingzhu's craftsmanship is getting better and better, and the seafood porridge is no longer inferior to the food stalls outside.

   Pickled cabbage is water-soaked radish, crunchy in the mouth, sour and sweet, sweet and spicy, and tastes exceptionally good. Zhang Xuan was greedy and ate three pieces in a row.

   asked: "What are you doing at night?"

  Du Shuangling said: "We all read together at night. The two of them should be watching TV and resting."

   Zhang Xuan looked up at her: "Is it still a postgraduate entrance examination book?"

"Um."

   "Hey, you all work so hard, I feel full of pressure."

   Du Shuangling filmed: "We should say this right.

  According to Qingzhu's original words: You are so talented, so good-looking, and so rich, and you work hard every day until midnight, she feels that she is too salty. "

   Zhang Xuan's eyelids lifted, "Aren't you jealous?"

  Du Shuangling smiled, her eyes full of confidence.

   Seeing her dejected appearance, Zhang Xuan wanted to say, "If Wen Hui said this, you probably wouldn't be in this situation", but he just thought about it and couldn't really say it.

  Otherwise, this smiling tiger would not be allowed to eat seafood porridge.

  April day in Yangcheng, a long-sleeved single is enough.

  In the evening, there are people wandering around the campus, in twos and threes, men and women.

  The reform is opening up, and the times are progressing. Many girls are walking in the forefront of China in their dresses. The bulging clothes make old men dazzled.

   Zhang Xuan met Luo Xue at Yi Chou Jinshi Arch.

   At this moment, Luo Xue was walking hand in hand with a boy. When she saw Zhang Xuan, she paused, let go of the boy's hand, lowered her head unnaturally, and walked over slowly.

  Du Shuangling noticed the strangeness, turned around to look at Luo Xue, and said playfully, "Darling, this girl chased you?"

   Zhang Xuan did not shy away: "The past."

  Du Shuangling asked with a smile: "How did you refuse?"

   Zhang Xuan said calmly: "I told her: Du Shuangling from the accounting class, you know, that's my girlfriend. Then she retreated."

  Du Shuangling frowned and gestured with her fingers: "It's a pity, this girl actually looks good."

   Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "There are too many good-looking girls in the world. I drowned three thousand, and I will only take a scoop of you."

  Du Shuangling took his arm, smiled and probed: "Well, what do you like about me?"

   Zhang Xuan and her clasped their fingers together and said slowly, "Loving you is like April. I like your wind, rain and sunny days."

  Du Shuangling was overjoyed, stood on tiptoe and couldn't help kissing him on the cheek, "As expected of my great writer, his love words are different."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Do you like it?"

   "Hmmmm~"

   "I like your body too."

   "Hmmmm~"

   "Spring is here, it's time to sow the seeds. Let's go back and review the techniques of plowing sowing. Don't delay spring plowing."

   "Virtue ~"

  …

   On the morning of May 7, Tao Ge called.

  The phone was connected, Tao Ge asked directly: "Have you seen the newspaper?"

   Zhang Xuan said with satisfaction: "I saw it, I didn't expect "Wind Sound" to sell so well.

   You called this time, did the 300,000 copies printed last time sell out again? "

"correct!"

   Tao Ge sighed: "It really surprised us, your "Wind Sound" physical book will be so popular after it is published.

  People's Literature is in a bit of a rush now. This time, according to market requirements, it plans to print 500,000 copies. "

   "Oh yo..., still no courage!" Zhang Xuan disagreed.

   Tao Ge was surprised: "Don't you think about printing 1 million copies?"

   Zhang Xuan asked, "Why not?"

  Tao Ge tutted a few times: "You really dare to think! In just over a month, the sales of the physical book of "Wind Sound" exceeded the sales of "White Deer Plain" last year. Are you still not satisfied with this achievement?"

   Zhang Xuandese asked: "What do you think of me as a great writer in your people's literature?"

  I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless…

  Tao Ge almost burst out laughing, "You have already said that you are a great writer, and people's literature has now included you in your head."

   "It's the head? I thought it was No. 1."

   "Everyone is waiting for you to surpass the "Abandoned Capital"."

   "Sooner or later."

   Tao Ge reminded, "The Waste Capital sold 2 million copies last year."

   Zhang Xuan bragged without blushing: "I know, but so what? Just wait and see if you don't believe me."

   Tao Ge said with a smile: "If you can achieve this achievement, I will invite you to the best restaurant in Beijing for a meal."

   "Sure, wait, I'm ready for this meal!"

  …

   On May 13, Tao Ge called again.

   Zhang Xuan rushed to ask: "Have 500,000 copies sold out?"

   Tao Ge was speechless: "How can it be so fast, 500,000 copies are still only a little over half printed."

   Then she said: "Tell you the business, Xiangjiang and Wanwan have found people's literature and want to publish your "Wind Voice".

   In addition, in France and Japan, there are also booksellers who have inquired about the overseas copyright of "Wind Sound", and they want to translate and publish it. "

   Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, "What you said is true?"

"of course it's true."

   Tao Ge said: "The representatives of the French and Japanese booksellers are now in the capital, waiting for our reply.

   Now, on behalf of the people's literature, I solemnly ask you, are you willing? "

   Zhang Xuan grinned happily: "Do you think I'm stupid? It's a great honor for a writer to be famous overseas. Who the **** refused it?"

  Tao Ge ignored his foul language and asked again: "Then you are authorized by overseas to come to the capital by yourself, or do you entrust people's literature with full authority?"

   Zhang Xuan said without thinking, "Sister, it's all up to you."

  Tao Ge elegantly changed his sitting position and joked: "Ha! You finally called me sister!"

   Zhang Xuan's face turned red with embarrassment. If you have no major interests entrusted to you, who is willing to call you sister?

   The old man's eggs are neither idle nor painful!

   Without waiting for Zhang Xuan to reply, Tao Ge said again: "But don't worry, with my sister here, what should be yours is yours, and you won't be disadvantaged."

  The old man opened his mouth and came, "I trust you."

   followed him and asked the key question: "How much can I get for overseas copyright?"

  Tao Ge said with a smile: "The same as in China, it's still 10%. If this book sells well overseas, it will not only increase your reputation, but you can't finish it all in your life."

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   Eating spicy food in my hometown, I got angry and had a toothache. It was only the first day of the new year!

   (end of this chapter)