Jiang Yue came over and muttered: "Our old Song family is not a beggar, and not everyone who begs for nothing can be used to give up."
Jiang Yue has always had a high vision, and her husband and daughter know about it.
Jiang Yue also has a little cleanliness, both materially and spiritually, and Song Shi and Song Yu know even more.
My mother thought Li Heng was begging her for nothing, and a hint of helplessness flashed through Song Yu's heart, but she did not defend herself. Instead, she pointed to the news in the newspaper and said:
"Mom, take a look."
I wonder what medicine my daughter sells in the gourd?
Jiang Yue reached out and sucked the newspaper and read it down.
This is a "Ren X Daily" and the only newspaper in the family that subscribes to every year.
Jiang Yue is no stranger to his hands. The news title is: "Living" in the literary world in 1987.
"Living"?
Isn’t this a literary work that my husband was fascinated by and read it carefully four or five times a while ago?
She also read the novel with her husband's recommendation. The novel is indeed well written and very wonderfully written. She almost finished reading it all night.
Especially when she read that Fengxia, who became a mute and Fugui's grandson Kugen died of too much beans because of her fever, she couldn't help but shed tears and secretly blamed the writer for not giving readers a way out. This tragedy is too sad.
But then again, sadness is sad. But the novel is high-quality, just like a dose of poison. Once you get started, you can't give up. I was so heartbroken that I finished reading it in one breath before I finished it.
I don’t know why my daughter asked me to read this news, but it would be amazing that this news appeared on Ren x Daily alone.
It is even more amazing to have a publication of the level of x Daily titled "The Literary Work in 1987".
With doubts, Jiang Yue quickly read the whole news.
The content is relatively long, with a total of about 2,000 words.
But to sum it up:
Since its publication in February, the novel "Living" has caused a strong response among readers. "Harvest" magazine has created a historical record with this sales, breaking through 250 marks in three consecutive issues, standing out among various domestic literary journals and leading the way.
Not only did readers react fiercely, "Alive" swept the entire literary world like a typhoon, and various comments from the literary world have also appeared in newspapers. The wide range of comments and the participation of critics and writers is a rare event in the past decade.
At the end of reading, Jiang Yue also saw a data statistics. The sales of "Alive" single-line version on the 9th day have reached 580,000 copies. "Harvest" magazine has decided to add the third print, just around the corner.
At this point, Jiang Yue raised his head and asked her husband: "Old Song, what is the level of 580,000 yuan for Jiutian single-sale book being sold?"
In fact, Song Shi had read this news a long time ago. He took a look and then started drinking tea again. He just glanced at Yu Bao from time to time, wondering what his daughter was meant to?
Hearing his wife ask, he took a sip of tea and said, "It's unprecedented."
Jiang Yue wondered: "What does it mean? No books in the past have sold 580,000 copies?"
Song Shi shook his head: "580,000 volumes are of great significance, but you haven't grasped the key points yet.
The 580,000 single-book "Harvest" magazine is going to pay the author's royalties, which is the first time in China to create the world."
After saying this, Jiang Yue immediately understood something.
She has been obsessed with a piano piece recently and has not read much. She has no idea that because of royalties, public opinion has been sharpening its knife and aiming at "December" in the past. Those who publish these articles are all unknown people, few highly respected critics, and few well-known writers.
Many people privately speculate that this critical trend of "Living" royalty issue should be a joint work by many publishers, because it has seriously damaged the publisher's vital interests.
This can also explain why domestic writers choose to watch the wall.
Because other writers are also not satisfied with earning hundreds or thousands of royalties for a novel, they hope that royalties will become a trend and unspoken rule at this point, but they cannot afford to offend literary magazines and publishers, so they can only wait and see.
Fortunately, Mr. Ba was in front of him, and fortunately, the weight of "Harvest" magazine in the literary world is so heavy that it is limited to criticism in newspapers, so it has not joined forces to ban the writer "December", and has not affected Li Heng in reality.
Nowadays, the outside world has been looking forward to the writer "December" coming forward to speak out, but Li Heng is busy with the college entrance examination this time and has no time to read the newspaper at all. He has no idea that there is a "suppression" wind outside.
Of course, what can I do if I know?
Are you really cursing each major publishing house?
Not to mention that they did not stand up openly to criticize him, they were just suspected of using various subtitles.
Furthermore, even if he stands upright, with his current size and his current thin arms and legs, it is like a mantis arm and a mantis arm, and he is not an opponent.
After all, they are groups and state-owned publications. How can they fight against them by themselves?
So, Li Heng, who had vaguely guessed something, simply wanted to be invisible, not read the newspaper, not angry young people to argue, and just collect money silently.
However, he didn't intend to swallow this, and planned to write a work that would shock the literary world to slap them in the face.
Tell them why I was the first to get royalties?
Tell them that if my strength is at my level, I should get royalties!
No matter how big the reputation is, how good or bad it is, put aside these external frivolous things, everything will eventually be spoken with hard power.
Therefore, Li Heng is preparing to use his hard power to make himself famous.
After reading the news carefully, Jiang Yue looked up and asked, "Do you mean this movie is even more powerful than what you see now?"
Song Shi nodded: "Of course, no matter which field, it is not easy to break the existing pattern and create a new world. The obstacles and hardships it encounters are not something that ordinary people can imagine.
Once successful, it is destined to be remembered. This benchmark is not just a reflection of data, but a huge progress in concept."
Jiang Yue asked: "Then is this writer in a very difficult situation in December?"
Song Yu also put down the teacup and looked at her father.
Facing the mother and daughter's eyes, Song Shi pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't think so.
This December was very calm. No matter how criticized and attacked him outside, he never showed up. He had a scent of generals who "no matter how much the enemy army sieges, I will remain unmoved." This demeanor made me even more admired."
Upon hearing this, Song Yu smiled, picked up the teacup again, held the palm of her hand and drank it in small sips.
Jiang Yue discussed with her husband for a while, suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at her daughter:
"Yubao, my mother told you about Li Heng before. Why did you show me the news? What is the connection between the two?"
Song Shi had been thinking about the relationship between the two just now, but he didn't think of anything even if he wanted to break his head. When he saw his wife ask this, he even raised his ears.
Song Yu looked at her father who stopped moving in the teacup, and then at her mother who was frowning and confused.
She said quietly: "Because Li Heng is December."
"What?"
Jiang Yue thought he had auditory hallucinations, so he suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes fixed on his daughter, trying to tell the truth from Yu Bao's micro-expression.
Song Shi, who has always been more tolerant, couldn't hold back at this time and followed his wife to ask seriously: "Is Li Heng a writer? Did he write "Living"?"
Song Yu stood up and said calmly: "It's him."
After saying that, she did not look at the rich expressions on her parents' faces and quietly returned to her bedroom.
"Bang", a small sound.
The bedroom door opened gently and closed gently.
For a moment, the needle fell in the living room and only the couple stared at each other. You looked at me, I looked at you, and I looked at you, all of your eyes were shocked.
After a long time, Jiang Yue swallowed with difficulty: "Old Song, I heard it right? My daughter said Li Heng was a writer December?"
Song Shi finished the cup of tea in one breath and said in a turbid breath: "A while ago, I heard from my colleague that there was a rumor that the editor of the literary journal "October" came to No. 1 Middle School to find the writer December. I thought it was a gossip after dinner."
Jiang Yue said: "I watched the provincial TV station two days ago, and the host said that he was from Shao City in December."
Song Shidao: "The public statements of Harvest magazine have always been like this."
After saying that, the couple looked at each other for a long time. The news was so exciting and too unbelievable.
How old is Li Heng?
He is 18 years old this year and has just finished the college entrance examination.
How awesome is "Living"?
A book of classics is also a pioneer in domestic royalties.
18 years old + "Living", this combination is too outrageous and has exceeded the limit of imagination, and it directly fucks the couple's heads.
The problem is…!
The point is that such an amazing writer is pursuing their daughter.
When he came to his senses, Jiang Yue stood up like millions of ants biting her, and walked straight towards her daughter's bedroom.
First, I twisted the door handle and knocked the inverted plug inside.
"Dongdongdongdong..."
"Yubao, open the door, mom has something to tell you."
"Dongdongdongdong..."
There was a faint sound of singing in the bedroom, which was the sound of a recorder.
Seeing that his wife was so anxious that she seemed to be something, but she didn't respond after knocking on the door several times. Song Shi walked over and pulled her away.
"Old Song, don't ask clearly, can you sleep tonight?" Jiang Yue said this as soon as he returned to the master bedroom where the couple was resting.
Song Shi opened the window to let the fresh air outside penetrate:
"Yubao doesn't want to discuss this matter too deeply with us. Have you ever thought about why?"
Jiang Yue subconsciously asked: "Why?"
Song Shi turned around and said face to face: "Actually, you guessed in your heart that Li Heng and his daughter should be just good friends."
Jiang Yue was silent. Her first reaction just now was this guess.
This is also in line with the daughter's calm and reserved personality, not exaggerating, and not casually involved in other people's affairs.
After a while, Jiang Yue, who figured out the causes and consequences, said: "It seems that Chen Zijin and Li Heng are still in contact."
Song Shi agreed with this speculation and said: "It is not ruled out that Yubao has no feelings for Li Heng."
Jiang Yue said depressedly: "The two of them have a umbrella."
Song Shi smiled and shook her head: "This doesn't mean anything. I can only say that the two have a good relationship. Aren't they a deskmate? It's time to have a good relationship."
In the middle of the night, Jiang Yue suddenly sat up from the bed and woke up her husband beside him: "Old Song, this is not right, it's strange."
Song Shi turned over and said, "Why is it weird?"
Jiang Yue analyzed: "Since my daughter knows that Li Heng is the writer who wrote "Living", then Chen Zijin and the Chen family also know it according to reason, why do they still look down on Li Heng?"
Song Shi thought for a while and said, "Didn't Yubao say that the Chen and Li families had a conflict, and probably had a dispute before writing. It may be that the conflict is not small. Even if Li Heng is different from the past, with the energy of the Chen family, he may not necessarily compromise."
Jiang Yue asked: "What kind of contradiction is it that makes the two children suffer?"
Song Shi said: "I don't know where the mistake is, so it's hard to comment on it casually. But Li Heng and Chen Zijin got along so early, maybe it's the fuse of the conflict between the two families."
Jiang Yue felt it was reasonable.
If Li Heng fell in love with his daughter in junior high school, no matter who took the initiative, she would be very angry.
In addition, Yu Bao said that Chen Zijin and Li Heng had been in contact for a long time, and she felt that her husband had guessed the truth.
Seeing that his wife was still thinking, Song Shi yawned and said, "Don't worry about it. No matter who is right or wrong, it doesn't matter to us. Let's go to bed."
"Oh, that's right."
Although Jiang Yue blamed her daughter for putting a bomb and not bothering her to sleep at night, no matter how outstanding Li Heng was, he was just an outsider and he didn't care so much about it.
…
On the other side.
On the way back to the dormitory, Liu Li said with lingering fear: "Li Heng, you guy, are so heartless. Just now, Song Yu's mother mentioned Chen Zijin, I'm so anxious for you. You are like a ok person."
Li Heng smiled and said, "Actually, I'm nervous too."
Zhang Zhiyong and Liu Li looked at each other, looking disbelief.
215 dormitory.
The three of them were shocked by the group of livestock as soon as they entered.
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