Chapter 49 New Book Completed
During the summer vacation, many production crews called again, inviting him to star in TV series.
However, there are no good dramas this time. They are all with names I have never heard of. Chen Linfeng directly asked Sister Mei to reject them.
Actually, there are already voices in the industry that wonder if he has taken his literary career too smoothly and no longer wants to be an actor.
Chen Linfeng could only let Sister Mei let it out, saying that she would take a break in the next two years and continue her career as an actress when she goes to college.
He is indeed a little short of time. He has to go to school and write non-novels, which already takes up his time.
I released a music album during the winter vacation, and during the summer vacation I had to prepare for the release of my new book in the fall. I also had to accept media interviews from time to time. I couldn’t spare any time, so I had to suspend my acting business.
Fortunately, he himself does not plan to continue acting before going to college.
It is enough to have one or two classic roles in childhood to increase your popularity. If you act too much and leave too deep an impression on the audience, it is easy for the scenes you film in adulthood to make people feel inconsistent.
So this is just right.
By the end of August, he had successfully finished writing the novel.
Following her habit, Mother Chen was the first reader.
Her reading experience this time was completely different from before. The previous two novels were either witty novels that required using her brain to read, or they were about battles, but she could not read them very much.
“This book is well-written and beautiful!” Mother Chen couldn’t say what was good about it. She only felt that after reading it, her heart felt warm and she felt healed both physically and mentally.
After a while, Sister Mei finished reading the copy in her hand.
"The style of this book is completely different from before. The writing style has become more mature. Xiaofeng, you have made progress."
This can only show your true level. Compared with famous writers, there is still some gap, Chen Linfeng I thought a little depressed.
But fortunately, judging from their reactions, the difference is not particularly obvious.
In the process of writing and revising this time, he has already felt his progress. Next time he writes, he may not be able to see much difference in writing style.
The budding Zheng Yuling also felt the difference in the new book.
She and her colleagues exchanged their reading experience at the editorial communication meeting.
“This book continues Xiaofeng’s consistent characteristics, with novel themes and exquisite plot settings, but this time it has more delicate emotional descriptions and more mature writing style.”
"Yeah, it's really scary. This is only his third novel."
Old Wang, who was drinking tea at the side, didn't feel strange at all. "I've seen this kind of thing many times. Generally, famous writers By the third book, it’s time to mature.”
He picked up the fan on the table and shook it happily, “The first two novels were so popular because of his wild imagination. Power, this is a talent that most people can’t learn.”
"And this one is more about showing his writing skills. Although there is also a novel story setting, what is more appreciable is the second half. After the truth is revealed, it naturally shakes people's hearts and makes them even more excited. Show your skills.”
At this time, someone raised a question, “His book is a bit like a neon novel, describing the emotions between people from the subtle points.”
< br>"It's so normal." Zheng Yuling, as Chen Linfeng's editor, knew his situation very well, "You don't know how many books Xiaofeng has read."
She described the situation of Chen Linfeng's family, "There are three large bookshelves with ceilings, all filled with books he has read, from all over the world, and there must be a lot of neon works. With his memory, he probably has memorized them all."
"It's not surprising. If someone is talented and works hard enough, and is willing to absorb the essence of foreign literature, it's no surprise what works he writes."
"Yes, he is talented and motivated. This kind of genius really makes ordinary people despair."
At this time, Zhu Guiming opened the door and came in, "Chen Linfeng's new manuscript has been sent, so don't talk here. This is the focus of our editorial office from now on, so everyone should go about their business.”
The editors dispersed, and Lao Wang followed behind, slowly putting away his teacup and fan.
"Zheng Yuling, please stay for a moment."
"Yes, editor-in-chief." Zheng Yuling, who had already stood up, sat back down.
"In the first half of this year, Neon will publish a collection of Xiaofeng's non-long novels. This is a good idea. We can also do something." "Editor-in-Chief, I understand what you mean. I will contact Xiaofeng right away."< br>
She thought for a while and said, "He wrote a few more novellas this year, which together with the ones in the previous two years are probably enough to publish two books."
This year, Chen Linfeng wrote several novellas whose stories also referenced movies from previous lives.
They are three chapters: "Inception", "Wangqing Clinic (Nuan Nuan Contains Light)" and "Wall-E".
"Then it will be published in two parts. One will be released with "The Worry-Relief Shop", and one will be kept with "Infinite World" next year."
"Okay." Zheng Yuling accepted the order and left.
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"Bang!"
Zhang Yuan closed the door and hung the sunhat on his head on the hanger beside the door.
The sun was still very strong in early September, and he came to his girlfriend's house carrying an ice-cold watermelon.
"Yangyang?" He shouted, but no one responded. Zhang Yuan walked into the room inside.
I saw a pretty girl lying on the bed reading a book, with her legs raised high and shaking from time to time.
“Get up and eat.” Zhang Yuan took off his girlfriend’s headphones, “This is the fourth time, I haven’t seen enough yet.”
“Of course, this is It’s a token of our love, not to mention it’s so well written.” Liu Yangyang turned to the title page of the book and looked at the big words “I wish sister Liu Yangyang will always be young and beautiful”. She couldn’t stop admiring it and asked if she couldn’t get enough.
"Okay, let's look back. Let's eat watermelon first. I bought it iced. It won't taste good without ice."
Liu Yangyang handed the book to Zhang Yuan's hand and got up from the bed. Go to the living room and cut the melon.
Zhang Yuan looked at the book in his hand and remembered the experience of the two of them dating.
Indeed, it was precisely because of this book that last year he gave the book, signed and blessed by the author, to a female colleague in the same company.
Liu Yangyang was greatly surprised.
Afterwards, the two often discussed the book and its plot. They started talking about friends, and now they are close to talking about marriage.
Zhang Yuan stroked the cover of the book, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
"Dayuan, why don't you come out?"
"Oh, come right now." Zhang Yuan came back to his senses and stuffed the book into the bookshelf.
"Yangyang, Chen Linfeng is releasing a new book again. Let's go to the bookstore together in two days." Zhang Yuan thought of the news he saw online today.
"Okay," Liu Yangyang lay on the sofa, his head resting on his boyfriend's lap, "I've been waiting for a year. This little writer is so slow to publish a book."
"Slow work can produce good work. , I would rather he write slower than write a bad book."
"That's true."
Zhang Yuan stroked his girlfriend's hair and expressed his good luck. It’s great to have a girlfriend who likes reading as much as I do.
Since the two of them started dating, there has never been a shortage of topics to talk about, and their girlfriend has a good personality, so the two of them have almost never blushed.
Every time he thinks about this, Zhang Yuan can't help but be proud of his decision to attend the autograph session.
“I was so wise back then!”
(End of this chapter)