Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

After drinking beer, he slept very comfortably. He didn't have any miscellaneous dreams, nor did he feel any pain like drinking liquor.

Slept deeply and soundly.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Xuan slowly woke up with a dry mouth. He casually spread his right hand in his daze, and suddenly felt a fleshy sensation.

He immediately opened his eyelids, and with the help of the bright white moonlight, he saw that his right hand was on Wen Hui's thigh.

When Zhang Xuan looked over, Wen Hui also looked at him.

Looking at each other in the empty and quiet campus environment, there is an indescribable feeling.

Then Wen Hui moved her eyes away and looked at the sky.

Zhang Xuan took back his right hand and asked subconsciously: What time is it?

Wen Hui remained silent.

Zhang Xuan tapped his forehead with his right hand. Look at his memory, this girl is having a cold war with him now.

Look at the time, 00:13

You won’t know if you don’t see it, but you will be shocked when you see it! I slept for almost 4 hours, past midnight.

Campus in the early morning?

He was afraid of ghosts and suddenly had a bad association. Who among the students from the National University of Chinese Medicine didn't know the legend of Yongfangtang?

Not to mention at night, during the day he and the two actors wandered around and tried not to go there.

He looked around, and when he saw Zhao Lei 20 meters away, his heart suddenly dropped.

In the past, Zhao Lei would not have been so close to the two of them.

But she was afraid that Wenhui would be alone, so she deliberately appeared in the most conspicuous position.

Stretching his hands back, he found that his palms were full of dew when he sat up halfway.

It's hard for you, let's go back. Zhang Xuan stood up and patted his pants.

Wen Hui stood up, hooked the ends of her hair that were blown away by the night wind with her right hand, lowered her head and walked to the teacher's apartment first.

On the second floor platform, Zhang Xuan looked at the figure walking straight up to the third floor. After thinking about it, he returned to his room.

I can't get through the summer without taking a shower.

The first thing you do when you come in is take a shower, and the second thing you do is wash your clothes and hang them to dry on the balcony.

After finishing my busy work, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Bring a book and open the door to the third floor.

Fortunately, Zou Qingzhu's key was temporarily requisitioned by him on the coffee table, so he didn't even need to knock when he entered.

The light in the bathroom was on, and Wen Hui was taking a bath inside.

He glanced towards the bathroom, then lay down on the sofa and started reading.

I slept for more than 4 hours and now I am completely sleepless.

About ten minutes later, Wen Hui came out, dressed in plain pajamas, with wet hair that must have been freshly washed.

Looking at her silently, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but sigh: As time goes by, this girl becomes more and more interesting.

It is really quiet like a delicate flower shining on the water, moving like a weak willow supporting the wind, having one more aperture than Gan, and being as sick as Xizi.

This kind of smell is indescribably comfortable in people's eyes.

Seeing him looking at her intently, Wen Hui paused and half-turned away from him. She continued to wipe her hair with a dry towel. When she felt it was almost done, she hung the towel on the balcony to dry in the sun, and then returned to her bedroom.

The two of them didn't say a word the whole time.

After closing the door, Wen Hui prepared to sleep.

But when she stepped on the bed with her right foot, she remembered Zhang Xuan's look just now. After a moment of hesitation, she took her foot back, put on her sandals again, and walked to the bedroom combination cabinet, where there was a three-dimensional makeup mirror.

After looking at herself in the mirror for three seconds, Wen Hui went back to bed.

This night, Zhang Xuan didn't go to bed until two o'clock while reading.

That night, Wenhui got up and drank a glass of milk but no bread.

The next day, Zhang Xuan woke up from the sun basking his buttocks.

When I opened my eyes, I heard the sound of a piano.

As usual, he first sat and listened for a long time, then went downstairs to wash up, then walked around the campus, and finally went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

In the kitchen, the two once again showed their tacit understanding.

Whenever Zhang Xuan washed and cut the vegetables, Wen Hui would appear at the right moment, put on a scarf and take over the cooking duties.

This girl was meticulous in her work and looked beautiful in her seriousness. But there was one thing wrong with her. She ignored him and ignored him the whole time.

This disregard lasted for 7 days.

It was like this for 7 days in a row.

During these seven days, he was responsible for buying groceries and Wenhui was responsible for cooking.

According to Zhang Xuan's hobby, she eats rice for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and she has no objection.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but said: It's been eight days in total. You haven't spoken for eight days. Aren't you uncomfortable?

Wen Hui looked up at him calmly, lowered her head and continued to eat.

Zhang Xuan: .

I am really powerless, this girl is a bit cruel!

Seeing her take three bites in a row, the old man got up and left.

These days, in addition to going to shopping malls during the day, I basically visit major bookstores in Yangcheng.

Why run?

Buy books, buy books that are down-to-earth and from a special era.

The purpose is to accumulate my own knowledge, and I hope to write the second half of The World with a more earthy flavor.

Time flies so fast, and it’s July 18th in a blink of an eye.

On this day, after Zhang Xuan came back from No. 228 Tianhe Road, he entered his study.

First, I read the manuscript of The Human World for an hour, the manuscript I had written earlier, and then tried to write The Human World again.

This is two months after he stopped writing, he picked up the pen again.

The ink bottle was placed, the pen cap was unscrewed, and he walked to the notebook shop. After brewing some emotions on his seat, he picked up the pen and started writing.

Thanks to the accumulation of wealth in the past few months, writing this time went smoothly.

I wrote 4 pages in one go, about 2,200 words.

Although his thoughts were still relatively good, he chose to stop writing decisively.

Move your eyes forward and check from the beginning, word by word, sentence by sentence and paragraph by paragraph.

After about 20 minutes, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The level is back.

The level has returned to the 300,000 words I wrote earlier. As long as I keep this state and don’t mess with other topics in the middle, I should have no problem finishing the book.

But while he was happy, he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. He had a feeling that he could do better.

Combining the time accumulated in his 80s in his previous life, Zhang Xuan felt that he could write a better novel than the original work.

At this point in his thoughts, he realized the phrase people's hearts are not enough and snakes swallow elephants, but he really wanted to try it.

With this eagerness to try, Zhang Xuan continued to write another 6,000 words, and did not stop until 10 o'clock in the evening.

I didn't even think about eating the dinner in the middle. I was trying so hard to continue the feeling. It has been almost a year since I stopped this world in August last year.

He was afraid that his previous state would be lost, so he wrote more.

If he could, if he could write something better than the original work, Zhang Xuan would be willing to break his current life rules and stay up all night again.

From writing in the afternoon to now, he has written a total of more than 8,200 words. He is very happy and has a sense of accomplishment.

This sense of accomplishment could not be understood by others, but he felt it clearly.

This is called lost and found again!

God's eyes are open, these months of hard work are finally in vain!

After exiting the writing state, he suddenly felt a little hungry.

Well, I'm not a little hungry, I'm hungry, my stomach is rumbling, my chest and back are chilly, and I'm so hungry.

Opening the door, there was moonlight outside, illuminating his shadow and mottled it on the wall.

He hurried to the third floor, opened the door and saw Wen Hui watching TV on the sofa.

Regardless of whether you ask or not: Have you eaten dinner? Are there any leftovers?

Hearing the sound, Wen Hui's eyes moved away from the TV and fell on him.

After a few seconds, she got up and went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of rice.

But this bowl of rice is not for Zhang Xuan, it is for her.

Seeing Wen Hui sitting at the dining table, she picked up her chopsticks and started to eat.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the two meat and vegetables on the table and asked in surprise: You haven't eaten yet?

Wen Hui had the experience of being robbed of her rice and chopsticks last time, so she started eating directly.

Zhang Xuan: .

This, this is not easy to grab.

I ran to the kitchen impatiently and used the rice bowl. No, what kind of rice bowl does a lazy person use? Just change it to the vegetable bowl.

Piles of dishes and bowls of rice were placed on the dining table with a ding sound, and they began to eat and drink like crazy.

As for etiquette and so on, go to hell, people are thin, people are hungry, people are in such a mess, who cares?

Wenhui stared at his big bowl of rice for a while, and then silently watched him stuffing rice with vegetables. This suddenly reminded her of a scene on TV: hungry begging for food.

Seeing that he kept putting his chopsticks down on the twice-cooked pork, Wen Hui realized that if she didn't eat, the food would be gone.

The twice-cooked pork is delicious, but the duck is even better, and the water spinach is also good.

Anyway, no one was talking to me, so I didn’t even waste time on saliva. I drank two big bowls in one go, burped, touched my solid belly, and was instantly satisfied. This is what fucking life is called!

Seeing that she was still chewing slowly, Zhang Xuan smacked his lips and said, Hey, people like to drink soup as they get older. It would be great if I could have soup with every meal from now on.

Hearing this, Wen Hui looked at him strangely but remained silent.

Just then, his Nokia buzzed.

It's Tao Ge calling.

Zhang Xuan answered the call and asked, Call me when you have time. Are you finished?

Tao Ge said: No, sister has been very busy.

Zhang Xuan asked: Then you have something to do with me?

Tao Ge said directly: It's true that something happened. An American TV station just found me.

Zhang Xuan asked: HBO TV station?

Tao Ge shook his head: No, it was the senior management of ABC TV station who found me through the relationship with the president of Penguin Publishing House and wanted to talk to you.

Zhang Xuan didn't understand: American ABC TV station?

Tao Ge said: ABC TV station is one of the three oldest TV stations in the United States. Its qualifications, strength and influence are stronger than HBO TV station, Tao Ge said.

Zhang Xuan asked: What does this ABC TV station want from me?

Tao Ge said: I'm asking you for the copyright of the novel and TV series.

Zhang Xuan was a little confused: Did you hear that right? You asked me for the TV series rights?

Didn't the TV series rights of the Song of Ice and Fire series be sold to HBO for 550 million? What else do you want from me? Could it be that he has fallen in love with Clockwork Girl?

The rights to Harry Potter were sold to Warner Bros. Pictures in Hollywood.

Now that I only have the Clockwork Girl in my hands, I can't fall in love with the wind and lurking, right?

That's impossible, unless the other party's brain is crazy.

Tao Ge explained: ABC TV wants you to help customize a series of TV series novels, just like A Song of Ice and Fire, or better.

Zhang Xuan said angrily: Are they crazy? They want to customize a series of TV series novels from me, and they want to be better than A Song of Ice and Fire?

Don't they know my fame? Can you afford this price?

Hearing the casual thoughts on the other end of the phone, Tao Ge took a sip of coffee and teased: Who in the world doesn't know your name as Sanyue? Of course the other party knows the price.

Zhang Xuan was curious: How much did the other party bid?

Tao Ge gave a figure: Starting at US$150 million, the series will be no less than three novels.

Then Tao Ge added: Don't misunderstand me. This price only buys the rights to TV series and movies. It will not affect your ability to make money from your novels.

Isn't this nonsense? Is the novel I wrote only worth 150 million US dollars? This money can be earned back in minutes.

Zhang Xuan nagged and asked, Is ABC TV spending so much money because it is jealous of HBO?

Tao Ge said: Sister Chang is also jealous. Do you know how much of a sensation the first season of HBO's Game of Thrones caused?

According to ABC TV executives privately revealed to their sister, the revenue has exceeded at least 900 million US dollars, and this is only the first quarter of the first season. There are so many series behind A Song of Ice and Fire. Even a fool knows that HBO is going to make a lot of money.

Don't say ABC TV station is jealous now, TV stations all over the world are jealous.

Zhang Xuan was stunned: 900 million U.S. dollars? Last time Xie Qi told me 570 million U.S. dollars. Is this HBO TV station so dark?

Tao Ge said: I don't know whether it's black or not. But as an individual, I understand that it's definitely more than just $570 million in revenue. It must be a fake account, and you know the purpose.

This eating scene is so fucking ugly!

Zhang Xuan cursed, and then his mood relaxed. Since there was nothing he could do to change it, he shouldn't waste his time.

Moreover, this situation has long been expected and mentally prepared.

Tao Ge asked: How about it? Are you interested?

Zhang Xuan replied directly: It's only 150 million US dollars, I'm not interested.

Hearing this, Wen Hui across the table couldn't help but look up at him.

Tao Ge emphasized: US$150 million is just the starting price. If the quality is good, the price can definitely be negotiated. Are you interested now?

Zhang Xuan still replied: No time, no interest.

Tao Ge was amused, Tsk tsk, you are indeed a big name now. Most people will never be able to earn such wealth in their lifetime, yet you are so decisive in refusing.

Zhang Xuan ignored her teasing: I am currently continuing to write Human World, and I finally found some feeling. Let alone 150 million U.S. dollars, even 1.5 billion U.S. dollars can't impress me.

Hearing this, Tao Ge asked urgently: Have you found the feeling?

Zhang Xuan told the truth: I stopped writing for so long, and I have indeed found a point.

And now I have a strong idea to start over from Human World and write a better one.

Tao Ge asked happily: I have read your 300,000 words, and they are very good. You actually want to push it back and start over, are you so confident?

Zhang Xuan raised his chin and said arrogantly: Of course! That's how confident you are!

well!

Tao Ge said yes twice in a row, and then said: You have this confidence, naturally I will support you unconditionally.

Just like you said, let alone US$150 million, even if it were turned over to US$5.1 billion, I would still support you in writing The World. As a writer, you can't make enough money, and your work is the most important.

This is what she means.

Judging from her family conditions, no matter how much money she has, it is just money and cannot compare to a classic that has been handed down from generation to generation.

Besides, what attracted her most to Zhang Xuan was his talent, not his money.

If it was for money, Tao Ge would not approach him at all.

Because she has many ways to get money.

Moreover, among the people she knew, there were many who were richer than Zhang Xuan, but there were also some who were very low-key and did not reveal their wealth.

Tao Ge asked with concern: When will The Human World be finished? I haven't read traditional literature for a long time and I miss it a little.

Zhang Xuan said: The plan is 1.1 million, not so fast, and I also want to find an opportunity to live in the countryside for a while. I guess it will have to wait until I graduate, or maybe even longer.

Tao Ge encouraged, Okay, don't worry, quality is the most important thing, I believe in you. Not to mention one year, two or three years will be worth it.

Um.

Zhang Xuanyuan grunted and said: At ABC TV station, please help me refuse. Everything has to wait until I finish writing The World.

Okay, sister knows what to do.

As he spoke, Tao Ge changed the subject and asked, Where are you now? School?

Zhang Xuan replied: Yes, at CUHK.

Tao Ge asked: Are you alone? Or are the two actors also there?

Zhang Xuan glanced at the person opposite: I'm the only one. The two actors went home to accompany grandpa.

Tao Ge asked: Then you should pay attention to your diet and daily life.

Zhang Xuan said: Don't worry, I'm most afraid of being hungry.

The two chatted on this topic for a while, then turned to Tao Ge and said, That's it for today's call. I still have a lot of things to do.

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