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Chapter 80 Chapter 81
February 2000, 2, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

Han Qiao went south to Shenghai to prepare for the release promotion of "Long Clan II".

This time he was accompanied by Xia Wen's assistant named Xu Xiaoyun.

Hearing that Han Qiao was going to take the train, Xia Wen aggressively bought two plane tickets, so Han Qiao landed in Shenghai that afternoon.

Tian Tian drove to the airport to pick her up.

Han Qiao was a little surprised when he saw this girl at the airport. He hadn't seen her for a while. Tian Tian matured a lot, with exquisite makeup, a blue professional dress, a high ponytail with simple hair, and a white windbreaker. Hen Tiangao leaned against the car door to smoke.

Fingers are pinching the slender lady's cigarette, and the red lips are exhaling the smoke. The temperament of a strong woman is daunting.

Han Qiao took a few glances to make sure he didn't admit his mistake, and shouted with a smile, "Editor Tian, ​​here."

When Tian Tian saw Han Qiao, a smile appeared on her cold face, she walked forward quickly, and skillfully took the briefcase in Han Qiao's hand.

"Mr. Nan, you are finally here. Sister Hu and I have been looking forward to you recently."

Tian Tian Hen Tiangao walked very steadily, and took Han Qiao into the car: "Mr. Nan, this time the "Long Clan II" promotional agency is very important, there may be a little too many activities."

Han Qiao sat in the car: "It's okay, I've gotten used to it recently."

When Tian Tian heard this, she turned her head and smiled, her eyes sparkled: "Mr. Nan is a celebrity in our club, You Longsheng is liked by many of my colleagues."

Han Qiao decided to tease the girl: "Many colleagues like it, but Editor Tian doesn't seem to like it?"

Tian Tian kicked off the high hat and put on flat shoes.Looking at Han Qiao in the rearview mirror, he smiled: "So Mr. Nan must sign for me later."

The car runs smoothly on the road.

Han Qiao looked out of the car window. The city of Shenghai was full of lights and feasting, and the fifth day of the Lunar New Year was already full of traffic.

Tian Tian drove the car and told Han Qiao about the results of "Long Clan One", confident and proud: "Brother Nan, "Long Clan One" has sold 19 copies, and it is the best-selling novel of the year."

After a pause, he added some statistics; "Among the books published in China last year, there were 14 copies of "White Night Journey", 12 copies of "To Live", and [-] copies of "White Snake"..."

"The publisher has awarded you an award."

Han Qiao smiled: "This award is too heavy, and the newspapers may not know how to scold me."

Han Qiao is telling the truth. Traditional literature writers have been criticizing Han Qiao in the newspapers, but Han Qiao never paid attention to it.

Tian Tian chuckled: "Nanjiang has a bad reputation in the literary world. In the second half of last year, this name was the public enemy of the literary world."

"However, Brother Nan has not responded in the newspaper."

"The situation this year is different from last year. At the beginning of this year, many young writers emerged." Tian Tian thought of this year's literary world, and she also felt that there was a big wave washing away the sand.

Han Qiao didn't pay much attention to the literary world. After thinking about it, the writers who came out this year were probably racing drivers.

Tian Tian drove to the hotel where Han Qiao was staying. This time "Long Clan II" was released, Shenghai Publishing House borne all the expenses for Han Qiao's attendance.

The agency attached great importance to Hanqiao, and directly arranged for a five-star hotel on the Bund.

Tian Tian asked Han Qiao and Xu Xiaoyun to rest, and arranged a dinner in the evening. There were not only Han Qiao, but also several other traditional literature masters at the banquet.

This was the celebration banquet of Shenghai Publishing House. Han Qiao hadn't come here before, so it wasn't held.

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At 7:30 in the evening, Tian Tian came to pick her up by car. The celebration banquet of the publishing house was not so particular, and Han Qiao changed into a black suit.

Xu Xiaoyun followed.

The banquet was held at a hotel on the Bund.

Tian Tian received Han Qiao at the hotel, and her eyes lit up. Han Qiao was in a black suit, with a straight back, clear eyes, and a white shirt with an open neckline, showing a free and easy temperament.

Han Qiao smiled: "How about it, isn't it handsome?"

Tian dessert nodded.

In the car, Tian Tian introduced to Han Qiao: "Brother Nan, this time we have invited a few people from the traditional literary world, and we may have a social meeting later."

Han Qiao thought for a while and nodded.

Shenghai Publishing House invited traditional literature masters, probably to ease the relationship between Han Qiao and traditional literature. After all, the right to speak in the literary world has always been in the hands of traditional literature.

"Long Family" is a rising star.

The banquet hall is on the third floor of the hotel.

Han Qiao and Xu Xiaoyun walked into the banquet hall led by Tian Tian, ​​and instantly attracted the attention of the meeting.

When Wang Weisong saw Han Qiao, he came up to him and said with a smile, "Mr. Nan is finally here."

Han Qiao smiled: "Wang She has been waiting for a long time."

Wang Weisong took Han Qiao to a sofa.

This sofa is in the corner of the banquet, there are very few people, only four, but these four people sit here, forming a single place, talking and laughing happily, isolating the noise of the banquet.

Wang Weisong walked over and introduced Han Qiao: "Hello, teachers, this is the author of "The Long Clan", Mr. Nan Jiangnan."

Han Qiao bowed slightly.

Wang Weisong smiled and introduced to Han Qiao: "Han Qiao, this is Mr. Tian Yongtian, a professor of the Department of Literature of Shenghai University. Professor Tian has published many novels and is well-known in the Shenghai literary circle."

"This is Chairman Zhang Ping. Chairman Zhang is the permanent chairman of the Shenghai Writers Association."

"This is Wang Hua. Mr. Wang's "Night Tour in Yanjing" is brilliant."

"This is Du Zhang. Mr. Du Zhang is a literary critic."

Han Qiao bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Hello, teachers, I'm Han Qiao."

The entertainment circle is a circle, and the literary world is also a circle.

Han Han said that the literary world is an altar of ashes, and Zheng Yuanjie said that the literary world is an altar.

People outside the altar want to enter, and those inside the altar discuss their rankings. Since ancient times, literati have looked down on each other.

Several literati looked at Han Qiao, but they didn't expect Han Qiao to be so young. Du Zhang is a literary critic and has been publishing articles in newspapers criticizing "Long Clan" recently, but the author Nan Jiang never responded.

This time I came uninvited, just to sit down with Nanjiang and discuss the Tao.

Du Zhang smiled, and put down the teacup in his hand: "Mr. Nan, I have read your "Long Clan", and I don't think "Long Clan" is a literary work."

Han Qiao smiled: "Mr. Du, literature is not only serious, but also popular."

Du Zhang smiled: "I don't think "Long Clan" can be called popular literature."

Wang Weisong said with a smile: "These are all seniors in the literary world, Nanjiang is a latecomer, and I need a lot of advice from everyone."

"President Wang's words are right. After all, Mr. Du is a senior in the literary world. "Long Clan" has many things to be recognized, but also many shortcomings." Zhang Ping smoothed things over with a smile.

"However, if young people can produce best-selling works, we should still support them." Zhang Ping said with a smile: "If they can be reminded by the seniors, it may not be a good work."

Wang Hua was very silent and nodded: "Chairman Zhang is very pertinent. This time we are here to exchange ideas."

Du Zhang was satisfied: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing better than being kind."

Han Qiao was a little dazed, and he didn't even open his mouth to speak, so these few people made a conclusion.

Wang Weisong said with a smile: "Sit down and talk about the Tao today, it's a beautiful talk."

Han Qiao didn't speak.

　There may be five chapters in the next chapter

　　This one was originally intended to draw hatred, think about it
　　The greatest hatred is ignoring

　　
　
(End of this chapter)