Wang Zi nodded: "That's it."

Duan Xiaosang said: "But if you rashly start negotiating a contract with someone at that time, you will definitely be in trouble, and the conditions you get will definitely not be good."

Wang Zixu asked: "Why?"

Duan Xiaosang didn't answer. He stood up, took down a new book wrapped in plastic from the bookshelf next to the TV, and handed it over.

Wang Zixu took it in his hand and looked at it, and saw printed on the waist of the book:

""Yesterday's Star"——

"Xiangxiao Reading Annual Award, first prize work

"Yan Zishan (writer), Zhang Qiaoyun (writer), Gu Zao (writer), Xiao Mengyin (writer), Murong Yan (writer) unanimously recommended

"Shi Shuqiu may be the most anticipated young writer this year.——Yanzishan"

"..."

After reading it, the prince raised his face expressionlessly.

Duan Xiaosang leaned over, stretched out his finger, clicked on the lines and said:

"Awards, recommendations from celebrities, and personal praise from heavyweight writers. If you want your book to sell well, and the contract conditions are good, these are necessary conditions, otherwise it will be impossible to sell it well."

Wang Zixu put Shi Shuqiu's "masterpiece" on the coffee table. An Younan sat sideways on the sofa, legs elegantly placed aside, looking at him with a smile.

“I have never heard of the Xiangxiao Reading Award.”

"This is a small prize. You can get one with 200,000 yuan. Please invite a few people with low appearance fees to come out and praise the work." Duan Xiaosang said, "But this is necessary. Do you think that you don't care about anything?

, just rush up and get a jade, and everything will be fine?"

Wang Zixu sat down honestly. He really thought so.

"The Fei Shi Literary Award is not that easy to win," An Younan said with a smile, "The Fei Shi Literary Award is a relatively commercial award. They spend millions to run a competition. If they can't get their money back, they will definitely not do it.

.”

Check out the correct version one by one!

Duan Xiaosang continued: "It means that when they evaluate the awards, the nominated works must have considerable traffic and popularity. You can go and take a look now. Several of the recommended candidate works are either about to be released as physical books, or the books are already on the market.

.”

An Younan added: "I heard that many people will spend a lot of money to operate in order to win this prize. I also have a lot of money. Tell me, if I use my pocket money to operate it, can I use it to win next year's first prize?

?”

Duan Xiaosang said: "You can get it just by being nominated. Their competition team also wants to be embarrassed. Who spent two million on the event last year, and in the end, wasn't Xiao Mengyin single-handedly winning the first prize?"

An Younan smiled and said: "Isn't that because you and her are good friends?"

"If you want to win an award, you can't just rely on activities without some real skills; you can't do it if you don't do any activities at all." Duan Xiaosang said, "After all, others have the final say on whether your writing is good or not, do you understand?

"

The prince rubbed his empty hands on his thighs, his palms a little sweaty: "Then how to move?"

“There is naturally a method for doing activities, and it’s not just stupid and stupid things like throwing money at.”

Duan Xiaosang said something ambiguous, which sounded correct but actually contained no information.

Wang Zixu used his brain to think about it at first, but after thinking about it, he realized that the previous content was all free content, and the following content was a unique secret book. It was not a guest, and it was easy to hear it.

An Younan smiled and said to Wang Zixu: "Teacher Wang Zixu, let me interrupt. It just so happens that Duan Xiaosang and I are looking for someone recently."

Here it comes. Wang Zixu picked up his spirits. It seems that he is about to enter the meaty part.

"We searched and searched, and finally found that the clues are all on your side. I just want to take the liberty to ask, can you share them with me?"

Wang Zixu said: "Who are you looking for?"

"Little prince." The smile on An Younan's face did not change.

Wang Zixu tried hard to restrain the expression on his face: "What are you looking for him for?"

"Of course it's a good thing." An Younan said.

"Oh -" Wang Zi nodded, "The little prince is also what you call an 'amateur'. He may need copyright management more than me."

"Yes. That's right." An Younan nodded, and the smile on his face became brighter, "You must have his contact information, right?"

Wang Zixu said: "I am just an ordinary editor. Our editor Ning has always been responsible for contacting the little prince..."

"You are not just an ordinary editor." Duan Xiaosang said, "You know Zhang Xixi, right?"

"……know."

"She told me that she made an appointment with the little prince for an exclusive text interview, and it was you who introduced him."

There was a slight sweat on Wang Zixu's back: "Is this happening? That should be my request to Editor Ning..."

"What a coincidence, I talked to Ning Chunyan and she didn't know anything about this." An Younan said.

Wang Zixu fell into silence.

"Teacher Wang Zixu," An Younan suddenly said, "Do you like Miss Ning Chunyan?"

"Ah?" Wang Zixu raised his head in astonishment.

An Younan looked at his expression and immediately had the answer: "You should know what we just said, right? Xiao Sang can help you manage the copyright. If you want to win the Feishi Literary Award, get a better publishing contract, or even

If you continue to develop copyright in depth in the future, having her help will obviously be more beneficial to your personal development.

"But why don't you admit that you know the little prince? I know that the little prince is an important core competitiveness of your magazine, but your loyalty to your magazine is too high, right? How much is the salary of an editor?

So I think you must be so 'loyal' because you like Ning Chunyan, right?"

Duan Xiaosang was also quite curious about this conclusion. He looked at the two of them blankly, then leaned over and asked, "Does he have one?"

"It doesn't look like much." An Younan put her hand on her chin.

"It has nothing to do with loyalty," Wang Zixu said. "The little prince doesn't like to be disturbed by others. He just wants to create quietly. He gave us his contact information as a trust in us. I don't want to live up to this trust. That's all."

.”

Sartre raised his fist at the side: "You are confused! Why did you promise him?"

The little prince was silent.

Sartre shook the little prince: "Hey, tell me, it's so difficult to win the Philippe Prize for Literature. Do you really think he is qualified to win the Nobel Prize for Literature?"

The little prince remained silent.

An Younan sighed deeply.

"We are really not a family. If you don't belong to the same family, you and that Ning Chunyan are so rigid that they seem to have come out of the same mold."

She jumped off the sofa, stood up, hooked her fingers at Wang Zixu, and said, "Come with me."

Duan Xiaosang also stood up, but An Younan stopped her: "Xiaosang, please sit down for a moment, I will talk to him alone."

Wang Zixu became even more nervous: "Is there anything that can't be said publicly?"

"You understand," An Younan turned around and stared at him speechlessly with her dark eyes, "You should not want to make this matter public, not me."

The glimmer of hope that Wang Zixu had just raised was shattered.

Following An Younan into the study, the woman turned around and closed the door, then turned around, leaned against the door, and stared into his eyes.

"Does it look good?"

"Ah?" Wang Zixu replied blankly.

"Let me ask you, does my body look good?" An Younan said, "It's smooth, white, and has graceful lines. Isn't it nice to show you?"

Wang Zixu held on to his last hope and pretended to be stupid: "What are you talking about?"

An Younan pointed at his face angrily and funnyly: "Does it say idiot on it?"

"ah?"

"Let me ask you, do I have the word 'idiot' written on my face?"

"without……"

Wang Zixu was not frightened because An Younan knew about it. What frightened him was that someone like her could actually say the vulgar word "idiot".

Completely different from the previous impression.

"Then I don't have the word "idiot" written on my face. How can you think that I don't know that you sneaked into the room where we have a spa?" An Younan said, "You are the only man on the whole floor. Do you think you can really hide it from others?

?”

Wang Zixu's heart completely sank to the bottom of the sea, and he could only look up at the sky.

"Can I explain, that was a misunderstanding..."

"No." An Younan said, "Philosopher, right? Kneader, right? 'Press the weight of your body into my body,' right? 'I let myself ascend the throne and be the king of the wind,' right?"

"

An Younan stretched out his hand, repeated a sentence, and slapped Wang Zixu on the face. After finishing the sentence, Wang Zixu inevitably had a few more red marks on his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with shock.
To be continued...