The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

Chapter 268: , soon you won't be able to climb up to me (please subscribe!

   Chapter 268, soon you won't be able to climb up to me (please subscribe!)

   Tao Ge asked: "Have you finished the exam?"

   Zhang Xuan replied, "I finished the exam yesterday."

   Tao Ge asked: "Are you staying in Yangcheng during the summer vacation, or are you going home?"

   Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said, "Shuangling and her classmates went to the West Lake, I'll go here first to finish the final draft.

  I will go back for a few days in early August to visit Hengshan Mountain in Nanyue. . Then I still have to come over, there is still a lot of things waiting here. "

   The two greeted each other a few words and started talking about business.

   Tao Ge said: "Last night, People's Literature once again held a seminar on "White Deer Plain" for the Contradiction Literature Award."

   Zhang Xuan's heart tightened and he hurriedly asked, "What's the result?"

   Tao Ge lowered his voice and said, "In the beginning, the supporters of Bailuyuan had the upper hand.

   Especially when Zou Ping, He Qizhi, and Xing Xiaobin, the bigwigs in People's Literature, made speeches to express their support, the situation was once in a crisis.

   is extremely bad for you.

   However, editor-in-chief Hong argued with reason. He listed two fatal flaws in "White Deer Plain", which eased the situation and did not immediately pass the decision to submit the election.

   In view of the brilliant achievements of "Wind Sound", the final result of the meeting is: People's Literature is willing to wait for you for a month, and is willing to wait another month for your "hidden" novel. "

   Zhang Xuan was silent, Editor-in-Chief Hong's kindness to him was as deep as the ocean, and his virtues and abilities made him feel unrequited.

   was very moved.

   If you guessed correctly: in the previous life, because he did not disrupt the situation, "Bailuyuan" must have passed the internal resolution of People's Literature under the pressure of huge public opinion.

  Old Chen is sorry.

   Anyway, in your last life, you didn’t seize this opportunity, so you might as well leave it to me.

  You can wait for the next Mao Dun Literature Award, your fate is in the next one, and your glory is in the next one.

   Zhang Xuan asked: "What are the two fatal flaws that Editor-in-Chief Hong mentioned at the meeting?"

   Tao Ge said quietly: "Editor-in-Chief Hong pointed out at the meeting:

   First, the remarks made by the sage Mr. Zhu in "White Deer Plain" about "Shaozi" involve major issues in historical narrative and are not conducive to impacting the highest awards.

   The second is the well-known gender issue. Tian Xiaoe's large-scale description is out of date this year. "

   Zhang Xuan understood it almost instantly, and asked vaguely: "The second rule, does it mean that some leaders don't like it?"

   "Sister heard that is the case."

   Tao Ge said: "The first item pointed out by Editor-in-Chief Hong is already a taboo. The second item is the taboo within the taboo.

   So when Editor-in-Chief Hong brought out these two fatal flaws, the seminar site was silent for a moment, and those bigwigs who supported "White Deer Plain" also fell into contemplation. "

   At this point, Tao Ge paused and continued:

   "The next seminar on the selection of the Mao Dun Literature Prize is scheduled for August 1st. That is to say, you must finalize the draft before then, otherwise the opportunity for Editor-in-Chief Hong will be lost.

   Do you understand what sister means? "

   Zhang Xuan patted his chest and immediately said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will finish the final draft even if I don't eat or drink this month."

  Tao Ge cautiously instructed: "Although time is tight, don't rush to work, it is still the premise of quality.

  Otherwise, not only editor-in-chief Hong and me will be beaten in the face, but it will easily ruin the reputation you have built up so hard, and it will be detrimental to your future development. "

   Zhang Xuan said in a deep voice, "I know."

   They are all smart people, and the finalization is over, and the topic of the two then shifted to the hot-selling "Wind Sound".

  Tao Ge said excitedly: "Sister, I have good news for you. Recently, booksellers from two countries have expressed interest in "Wind Sound". Currently, representatives have been sent to Beijing to discuss overseas publishing cooperation with us."

   Zhang Xuan asked anxiously, "Which two countries?"

   Tao Ge said: "Korea and England."

   When referring to Britain, a face suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind, Lilith.

   Isn't this tiger girl studying in the UK?

   If she could see her "wind" in the British library, what would she look like?

  , would you worship yourself so much at that time?

  Ouch, motherfucker, this thing is beautiful when you think about it.

   Seeing that he was silent, Tao Ge asked: "Sister formally asked you to cooperate with these two countries, do you agree?"

   Zhang Xuan said happily: "I agree, of course I agree, only a fool would disagree.

   In the future, don't ask me about this kind of thing, you can handle it with full authority, I can trust you. "

  Tao Ge said: "Okay! That sister is going to work first, and you should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

   "Okay, hang up."

   After hanging up the phone, remembering the content of the conversation just now, and the story of Editor-in-Chief Hong, Zhang Xuan sat quietly on the sofa for half an hour.

   After half an hour, he gently removed the pillow from his arms, unplugged the telephone line in the living room, removed the battery of the BB machine, and got up to go to the study.

  Although I can’t wait to prove it to the world right now, right now, right now.

   But Zhang Xuan knows that he must maintain a stable state of mind, so as not to be happy with things and not be sad about himself.

   Turn pressure into motivation, strive for perfection, and give yourself and those who support you a satisfactory answer sheet.

   Entered the study, closed the door, took out the latest edition of the manuscript, and opened the title page.

  Meditate for a few seconds, and write on the title page: The novel is considered to be the secret history of a nation

   On this day, Zhang Xuan was revising the manuscript.

   I simply ate tons of dinner halfway through, one night of white rice with fermented bean curd.

   This night, Zhang Xuan sat under the dimly lit 40-watt incandescent lamp, still forgetting to sleep and eat.

   The first day.

   Continue the next day.

   On the third day, let’s not let too much…

   At noon on the fifth day, someone knocked on the door.

   Zhang Xuan ignored it.

   In the afternoon, Lao Deng knocked on the door again.

   Zhang Xuan still ignored it.

   In the evening, Lao Deng came again.

   Zhang Xuan ignored it this time, tore off a piece of white paper, and wrote a line.

  The door opened.

  Old Deng frowned and asked: "What are you doing these days, no one is seen every day, and your hair is like a chicken coop.

   Xiaodu called me downstairs. She couldn't reach you, so she was worried about you. "

   Zhang Xuan looked into his eyes and answered only four words: "Retreat and create."

  Old Dengzi was originally full of complaints, but when he heard the words "retreat and creation", he immediately stopped and looked at him from head to toe.

When    arrived, he held up his glasses and asked with concern, "I didn't see you going out, nor did I see you making a fire. What are you eating?"

   Zhang Xuan said: "Eat one meal a day, rice and fermented bean curd."

   Lao Deng was stunned: "You eat this every day?"

   Zhang Xuan said with a pitiful look: "This is already my most luxurious dinner."

   Seeing that Lao Deng was about to speak, Zhang Xuan put the white paper he had prepared on the door.

  Old Deng looked at it with a probe, and suddenly became dizzy.

  I saw on the paper: If you care about me, please deliver meals on time at 12:00 noon and 5:00 p.m. every day, refusing to knock on the door, and put an end to noise.

   Four eyes met, big eyes staring at small ones, Zhang Xuan yawned and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

  Old Deng said, "Rooney is cooking."

   "Oh!..." Zhang Xuan returned to the living room, picked up the BB machine on the coffee table, installed the battery, turned around and went downstairs.

   Lao Deng followed behind, watching it with amusement: "Is your kid going to fight the autumn wind?"

   Zhang Xuan chokes him leisurely while turning on the phone: "You can be content, now I will eat yours called Da Qiufeng.

   In a few days, I will take a look at your house, you will burn high incense, that is called Pengpishenghui. "

   Lao Deng pointed at his nose, "Listen to what you mean, in a few days, I, Lao Deng, will no longer be able to stand up to you, and I am no longer worthy of eating at the same table with you?"

   Zhang Xuan shamelessly said, "Although this is the reality. But don't worry, this will not happen, because I am not a person who likes the new and hates the old.

  Old Deng, you will be proud to know me in the future, and then my name will be enough for you to brag all your life. "

  Deng Daqing couldn't bear it anymore, broke his defense, stretched out his fingers and pointed, and was choked for a long time and could not say a word.

   In the end, he had to grit his teeth and say: "Zhang Xiaozi, I'm waiting for this day!"

  Into the house…

  There are already 3 dishes on the table. There are long beans, pork with plum and vegetables, and a steamed chicken with Tianma.

   His mother's good fragrance, Zhang Xuan drooled when he saw it, and he almost fainted when he smelled it.

  Rooney was still cooking, Zhang Xuan craned his neck to take a look.

  Tsk! It turned out to be chopped pepper fish head, my favorite.

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Guide, where are you from, how can you still know Hunan cuisine?"

   Rooney in an apron suddenly became unhappy, holding a vegetable shovel and asked fiercely: "You have been reading in my hands for a year, and you still don't know where I am from?"

   Zhang Xuan took a step back and quickly waved his hand to explain: "Old Deng said you are his woman, let me ask less."

After   , Zhang Xuan turned his head to look at Lao Deng, winked and said, "Lao Deng, is that what you mean?"

  Deng Daqing was in a fit of anger, and slapped his face directly: "Don't ask me, I can't climb up to you, I don't want to talk to you right now."

  “…”

  Yes, these dogs and men don't like to see themselves.

  Zhang Xuan took a few steps back knowingly, then sat down at the table and started looking at the BB machine.

   Many people are calling themselves, but Du Shuangling is the most frequent.

   followed by Ou Ming.

   It turned out to be Ou Ming? Call yourself so many times, did something happen?

   While the dog and the man were chatting in the kitchen, Zhang Xuan put a piece of meat in his mouth, went to the sofa, grabbed the phone and called.

   The first call was to Du Shuangling.

  As soon as the call was connected, Zhang Xuan hurriedly said: "Dear, I'm writing recently, and the "Ledding" novel has written at the most critical moment, so I unplugged the phone line, don't worry..."

   Listening to the babble...

There was silence over there, and a female voice said, "You are Zhang Xuan, and I am Wenhui's mother."

   Zhang Xuan: "."

   He was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

   Pat the brain, grandma bear! What's going on here, you can't really write to make people stupid, right?

   reacted and said, "Hello, Auntie, is Du Shuangling there? Call Du Shuangling for me."

   Zhou Rong replied, "Aunt Wenhui took the three of them to see the sea, you can call me later."

   Zhang Xuan pondered for a while, and then said: "I may not have time at night. Auntie, please tell Shuangling that I am busy in the study, and I will contact her when I am done. I want her not to worry."

   At this moment, Zhou Rong was curious, busy in the study?

  What can you do in the study at a young age?

   But curiosity is curiosity, Zhou Rong's personal qualities have nothing to say, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I will help you tell Shuangling later."

   After saying a few polite and polite words, after hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan saw that the two were still huddled in the kitchen sneaking, and glanced at the table.

  Chew it, um, it's delicious, it melts in your mouth, and your mouth is full of meaty aroma.

   After thinking about it, he glanced at the kitchen, and put another piece in his mouth.

   then turned his back and called Ou Ming.

   Surprisingly, the phone rang as soon as possible.

   Then it was even more unexpected, there was a cry inside...

  Ou Ming whispered, "Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, I've been on the phone for two days, and you finally called!"

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