Author: Chicken Riding Cat

That morning, Zhang Suxin's house was peaceful and quiet, and everyone had gone to bed early.

In Lin Shuhua's family, Lin Shuhua and his grandfather Lin Gu are both very energetic.

Lin Shuhua's parents had a busy schedule and often traveled on business, so they were usually not at home. At that time, there were only two people, Lin Shuhua and Lin Gu, in the morning.

Lin Shuhua put down the book in his lap and was listening to his grandfather Lin Gu and his friend Huang Pingan on the phone.

The phone number Lin Gu used was not released to the public, so Lin Shuhua could hear Huang Ping'an's voice on the phone.

"How's it going, Lao Huang? Have you read the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that he recommended to me?"

"Look, it's pretty good. I'm capable of fighting him."

"Haha! What a loud tone! He looked at the layout of the book and hoped that the subsequent plot would not collapse. My book is impossible to read!"

"...I told him that on the phone so early in the morning?"

Lin Shuhua imagined the angry expression on the face of Grandpa Huang Ping'an when he met him on the phone, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

She heard Lin Gu change the topic and continued chatting with Huang Pingan.

"Do you want to meet that Doraemon from Yidong in person?"

"How do I know him? He said why I was so arrogant and stepped on him with that writer."

"If I don't know him, why don't he step on me? Is it true that someone else writes better than me?"

"...Isn't it over?"

"I brought the topic back, but I didn't deny him. He said that his granddaughter knew where the Doraemon was, and he planned to go there tomorrow to see if he could get to know the kid. Should I go?

"

"Let's go. He also wants to see what kind of character can write such a grand martial arts book. Let's introduce him to Legend of Gu Ming by the way. It's strange that such a good martial arts author doesn't go to Legend of Gu Ming.

of."

"I'm a novelist, and I'm not the editor of Legend of the Ancient Ming Dynasty. I'm very interested in recruiting authors for magazines. I really don't care about it."

"...He cherishes his talent! Do you understand that he cherishes his talent? The size of the martial arts readers is not comparable to that of ancient and Ming legends."

"The number of readers of Dora B Dream is in Maple Tree East. I don't know how popular he is. He is sincere and talented, so we introduced him to the Writers' Association. He is from Haidu, and we have never seen him in the Writers' Association."

Where is he?"

"He wants to see if I can just eat carrots and not worry too much. I am a child of Xu Qi's family, and he is a writer of popular martial arts novels. He has to worry about other writers' associations, and he is full!"

"..."

Lin Shuhua listened to the two old people bickering and laughed more and more to herself. She had watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and agreed with her grandfather Lin Gu's words. Moreover, listening to Huang Ping'an's tone on the phone, she did not deny the meaning of Lin Gu's words.

of.

To refute is just to say that you are not convinced.

With Doraemon's ability and achievements, it should be more than enough to join the Writers' Association. Why haven't I seen him in the list of members of the Writers' Association until now?

After a while, Lin Gu and Huang Ping'an finished their phone calls and came over to talk to Lin Shuhua: "Shuhua, do I have any classes in the afternoon tomorrow? If there are classes, I will go there. If there are no classes, I will take him and Lao Huang to that place.

Take a tour of Sanwei Bookstore."

Lin Shuhua said: "He happens to have no classes. Grandpa, just let him take us there tomorrow. I don't know if the boss is in the store or not. He went to the Sanwei Bookstore several times and never met the boss."

Lin Gu suddenly frowned: "Shuhua, I was wrong that Doraemon was so concerned about him. He doesn't really care about others, right? I should pay more attention. I told you, does Doraemon have a wife and children?"

People. As a young literary and artistic person, we can admire their talents, but we must not go overboard."

Lin Shuhua said speechlessly: "Grandpa, what are you talking about!"

Lin Gu smiled, the reminder had arrived, and said no more, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly. I can take them to Sanwei Bookstore tomorrow. He will have to take a good look tomorrow to see if there are any books in the bookstore.

Three flavors.”

…

That night Gu Ruiyong also called Wen Zhangping and asked, "I should be in Haidu, right?"

Wen Zhangping said: "Here he is. Do I not know where he has a house? After finishing the variety show, he didn't leave and stayed in Haidu. There is a singer in Haidu who released an album.

I asked him to be the producer, and the price I paid was quite high, and he is just trying to make money."

Gu Ruiyong said disdainfully: "It smells like copper, it's disgusting!"

Wen Zhangping said impatiently: "Gungun, let's go. If you have anything to do, tell him quickly. If you don't tell him, he will die. I disturb people's sleep so early in the morning. I can't do it twice."

Gu Ruiyong got down to business: "He is on the plane and will arrive in Haidu in the early morning."

Wen Zhangping said: "Why did I come here in the middle of the night? He slept with me."

Gu Ruiyong said: "I don't need to take care of him. He has already booked the hotel. See if I have anything to do at noon tomorrow. If nothing happens, go to Brother Lu's place with him. He likes all the songs he has released.

Yes, go over and find him to sign a contract."

Wen Zhangping said: "How about I wake him up in the middle of the night and talk about the songs that are better than him?"

Gu Ruiyong said: "Just those few songs, they are indeed better than me."

Wen Zhangping: "..."

Gu Ruiyong said: "Let me hear it tomorrow and I will know. Let me tell you first if I have time."

Wen Zhangping said: "Have I contacted Brother Lu in advance?"

Gu Ruiyong said: "No, he called him twice tomorrow, but he didn't answer. He probably has something to do. He just wanted to go directly tomorrow. He asked me to call him again if he wasn't in the store.

That shows his sincerity."

Wen Zhangping said: "Ha! It's rare. He has never seen my guy be so polite and put his attitude so low."

Gu Ruiyong said: "There is no way, who can make people really capable?"

Wen Zhangping was silent again. Gu Ruiyong's words seemed to indicate that he had no real ability.

After a silence, Wen Zhangping said: "Okay, I'll take a taxi and pick him up tomorrow, and we'll go there together."

Gu Ruiyong asked: "Where is my car?"

Wen Zhangping said: "Don't think about it, why should I waste his time on my affairs?"

Gu Ruiyong: "..."

…

Lu Anzhi didn't sleep well that night.

He had not slept well for two days in a row. Yesterday, it was because he was about to meet Zhang Suxin's parents. He didn't know how to deal with the mistake and was so nervous that he was at a loss. But tomorrow night, it was because everything was going too smoothly.

It was too fast, which gave him an unreal feeling, his mind was racing, and he couldn't sleep for a while.

The slender little guy was sleeping with his arms and legs spread out beside him. At some point, he turned over in the east. He moved in his sleep and almost stuffed his little foot into Lu Anzhi's nostril.

Lu Anzhi was quickly driven out of bed, and went to pick up the little girl, lay her down, and cover her with a quilt, before continuing. He turned around and saw that Zhang Suxin had already fallen asleep, so he did not disturb Zhang Suxin.

He couldn't sleep, so he took out the display and looked at it. Only then did he notice two missed calls.

It was already dark at that time, so he was not in a hurry to return the call. He waited until he woke up early the next morning and called Gu Ruiyong.

It turned out that no one picked up Gu Ruiyong.
Chapter completed!