Zhang Yang almost vomited blood. He wanted to ask how you know, "The units that others offer are tens of thousands, and can they make up for a fraction of thousands?"

Zhang Wei thought it made sense, but then said, "Maybe you might as well not seek change?"

Zhang Yang said angrily: "Nothing, don't slander me, just say, "You'd rather not slander me now, right?"

"don't want!"

Zhang Wei turned his head, "I want new ones, so I don't want what you have used!"

Fang Qianxue patted her head lightly and said in a slight angrily, "Don't make trouble." He asked Zhang Yang again: "Did you really write this?"

Zhang Yang said helplessly: "Yes, otherwise the crew would not agree."

Even with the predecessors of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Fang Qianxue still found it difficult to accept this matter for a while. In fact, this feeling is very similar to Zhang Yang's original. She felt that the novel was very close to life. After all, the old man wrote the novel. She was surprised that Zhang Yang wrote "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", but it was not that she could not understand it. The poems were too far away from modern life.

If this was written by a certain literary world, she could still accept it, but it was written by her own son... This would be too subversive.

Fang Qianxue asked again: "How did you write it?"

"I saw the news of the call for papers when I was hospitalized, and then I kept thinking about it. I thought about it for several days, but I couldn't write it out. Later..."

Zhang Yang seemed a little embarrassed when he said this, and touched his nose and said, "When I went to bed at night, I didn't know what happened, so I suddenly got smooth. I quickly got up and wrote it down. Wait a moment, I'll get you my draft."

He went back to his room to find the forged notes. When Zhang Shouyi saw their mothers muttering in the study, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Wei was excited and immediately told his father the good news, but Fang Qianxue glanced at her and replied: "It's okay."

Then he lowered his voice and said to Zhang Wei: "Xiaoqi is not an outsider. You will know it if you know it. The whole world knows it without publicity."

Zhang Wei pouted and said, "Is this a good thing? Are you afraid that people will know?"

At this time, another student came into the study room, and Fang Qianxue said, "Okay, the time is almost over. Where are you two listening to the class in the morning?"

When Zhang Wei saw his brother come out of the room, he said, "Look first, look first", and then reached out to take the notebook. Fang Qianxue and Tang Yanqi also came over to take a look. When he saw some random words such as "The rolling Yangtze River", "Ancient and Modern Things", "A joke", and "All the jokes", as well as "The river goes east and washes away all the heroes of the ages", "How many things are there in the rise and fall of ancient and modern times", "How many things are there in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third update" and other broken sentences.

Not everyone can think of its origin by seeing a poem like Lin Yiran. Fang Qianxue, Zhang Wei and Tang Yanqi don’t know much about poetry, but Su Shi’s sentence is so famous that he still recognizes it. Compared with Zhang Yang’s poem “Linjiang Xian”, he immediately understood that this was the ancient poem he used.

In this way, the three people who were originally somewhat incredible about Zhang Yang's writing "Linjiangxian" accepted this fact instead.

Although it is extremely difficult to be outstanding in the use of poetry, in the minds of most people, the difficulty of using poetry is undoubtedly simpler than simple originality, and there is some plagiarism.

Of course, it is already rare to use it to such a desolate, thick, grand and heroic level.

The students have arrived one after another. After confirming that this was written by Zhang Yang, Fang Qianxue will put the matter aside for the time being. After class in the morning, the students went home for dinner before they talked to Zhang Shouyi.

Zhang Shouyi was more confused than his wife and daughter's expressions, and he was speechless, "What... what, what show?"

"It's just a creative idea for memorizing poetry in a competition. He told his classmate, and his classmate told his mother that his classmate's mother's friend's friend happened to be a staff member of Huaxia TV, so he said he wanted to buy this idea?"

"Oh...oh..."

"And didn't he say he would contribute to the crew of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" some time ago?"

"I remember this, uh..."

"Yes, I was selected."

"Ah...ah?"

"The director Li Changge called in the morning and said he would spend 80,000 yuan to buy the right to use this poem, plus the creative 30,000 yuan, a total of 110,000 yuan."

"……How many?"

"If you count the previous 50,000 yuan royalties, your son has earned 160,000 yuan these days."

"Well……"

"It's equivalent to two years of our salary."

It took Zhang Shouyi a long time to come back to his senses. The first thing he said was to ask his wife: "Did the money be transferred to your card?"

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "I don't have a bank card, so of course I've called my mom's card... Dad, if you want to save your private money, I'll discuss with someone if I can call you the next issue's royalties."

After saying that, he saw my mother looking at her, and quickly smiled flatteringly, "I'm not trying to help you test where my dad's private money exists."

After lunch, Zhang Yang went to the study room, checked his email address, and sent him without a contract, and logged in to Lingxi account. Lin Yiran did not leave a message. There was a person who was not unfamiliar with but had not flashed for a long time in the lower right corner.

The avatar is a few lines of vertical posts. Because it is too small, the content cannot be seen clearly. However, after the mouse is put, the nickname of the other person is: Chuchu.

Zhang Yang immediately remembered the information of this netizen, and he was really impressed.

At that time, he had just applied for his Lingxi account. Looking at the empty friend column, he searched according to the conditions of the gender woman, and then browsed several pages and saw the name.

Then he applied to add a friend, and the information he filled in was: Why is it called Chuchu?

The reason for the other party to refuse: Because I am pitiful.

Zhang Yang continued to apply for a friend: Why is it pitiful?

Reason for the other party to refuse: both parents died and they were terminally ill.

Zhang Yang applied to add a friend again: Why don’t you pass it, and I’ll comfort you a few words?

The other party passed.

Zhang Yang: "Well, I actually don't know how to comfort you. Although people die, I can't empathize with this situation."

Chuchu: "It's okay."

Later, Lin Yiran passed Zhang Yang's friend application, and he forgot the poor Chuchu. As a result, a few months later, Chuchu suddenly sent him a message saying that it was her birthday.

Zhang Yang gave her a happy birthday.

Some time ago, Lin Yiran's birthday was on his birthday. He wanted to confess his love, but he was still unable to decide. He also asked for Chuchu's opinion and finally adopted the other party's suggestion that "Life is short, it's better to try it out." Then he was sent to the hospital by these eight words.

Zhang Yang clicked on the other party’s chat box and asked when she saw her, “How is the result of the confession?”

He typed and replied, "It's been two months since you remembered to ask?"

Chuchu: "No, I always remember it. But I think there is a high possibility that you will be rejected. If you ask you too early, you may blame me, so I will wait a little longer before asking."

Zhang Yang: "…"

Zhang Yang: "You guessed that I would be rejected and asked me to confess my love?"

Chuchu: "You won't be willing to do it if you don't try it."

Zhang Yang: "Okay, thank you for your good words, I was not only rejected, but also sent to the hospital."

Chuchu: "Ah? She was so angry that she hit you?"

Zhang Yang: "...she can't beat me."

Chuchu: "You still dare to fight back?"

Zhang Yang: "I accidentally rolled down the stairs during class and lay in the hospital for a month."

Chuchu: "Are you sure you were accidentally, not a bitter plan?"

Zhang Yang: "No."

Chuchu: "You can just use your plan."

Zhang Yang: "I'm not that kind of person."

Chuchu: "Then you will never have a girlfriend."

Zhang Yang: "…"

Zhang Yang: "I'll get it out in advance."

Chuchu: "Yes."

Chuchu: "Happy birthday."

Zhang Yang: "How do you know?"

Chuchu: "You wrote it in your message."

Zhang Yang: "Okay, thank you."

Chuchu: "By bye."

Zhang Yang: "By bye."

In the evening, he still followed the old rules of previous years, celebrating his birthday at home. After class breaks out in the afternoon, his parents go out to buy vegetables together. Zhang Wei was also pulled over as a coolie, so Zhang Yang sat alone at home to enjoy the fruits.

He continued to dictate in the study, and the cell phone in the room rang. Zhang Yang thought it was Li Changge, but when he picked up the cell phone, he saw that it was Lin Yiran.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Zhang Yang, are you at home?"

"Here, what's wrong?"

"Huaxia TV sent a power of authorization, saying that you would sign it. I was afraid that your legs would be inconvenient, so I printed it for you and sent it."

"Well……"

Zhang Yang found that even after passing by Su Hui, he didn't seem to have a great future. He actually felt a little flattered. What's going on? "Where are you?"

"Outside the gate of your community."

"Then wait for me, I'll go there now."

"Do you remember the card number? You need to fill in the bank card number for the receipt."

"I know."

"Well, then I'm waiting for you here."
Chapter completed!