House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 123: Fairy tales to be published? (3/3, for the reward of the left bridge …)

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Today, Mr. Lu from Sahara Press came to Jiangcheng for the purpose of visiting Yang Yi, but he mainly sent the letters sent by readers since these two months.

"Is there still letters from readers?" Yang Yi has read the book review area of ​​the first reading before. I feel that there are a lot of sprays in it, and I have never patronized it again. What do readers have to say? I learned that now that he sees this traditional letter, he still feels quite novel and opens it up.

"This is because there are still a considerable number of readers of physical books. They may be older, so they still prefer this ancient way of communication that sees words like people." Mr. Lu sat on the sofa in front of Yang Yi. Putting your hands on your knees is a bit restrained.

Yang Yi still looked at it very seriously. He also felt that such readers ’letters were very kind. Moreover, apart from reading a few letters, not only did they not have sprays, but they also wrote seriously how they felt after reading the book. Every hard-drawn word reflects their intentions.

After reading a few letters, Yang Yi raised the idea of ​​returning to the last few!

Of course there is no way to reply to all of them. Mr. Lu has brought a sack ... It is estimated that if Yang Yi is interested in stamp collecting, stamps can be affixed to several large booklets!

In the middle, Yang Yi accidentally raised his head and saw that Mr. Lu was sitting on the sofa in an embarrassing and boring manner. He was looked at curiously by Xi Xi, and his neck looked a little stiff!

He couldn't help laughing, and said to Mr. Lu in Cantonese: "Lu Sheng, why are you so nervous? Take it easy, just be your own home!"

In order not to make Mr. Lu so embarrassed, Yang Yi remembered another thing. He went back to the study and took out a stack of printed manuscripts and handed it to Mr. Lu.

"Since you are here too, then please trouble you Lu Sheng, a professional to help me see, is my fairy tale collection worth publishing?" Yang Yi laughed.

This stack of printed manuscripts is a fairy tale compiled by Yang Yi recently, all of which he told Xixi. There are dozens of different sizes! Originally, Yang Yi had the idea of ​​publishing these stories. Later, because Murphy wanted to see it, Yang Yi did not delay any more and took the time to sort it out.

Of course, Yang Yi does n’t know how the fairy tale book is published in this world. In addition, many of the stories here are compiled by him according to some frameworks. I do n’t know if there will be a gap between the comparison and the original!

Just when Mr. Lu is here, let him come to the staff!

Mr. Lu was surprised. He looked at Yang Yi and asked, "Yang Sheng, will you still write fairy tales?"

This is so amazing, not to mention the subject matter of Yang Yi ’s previous books, just look at Yang Yi ’s figure, this muscle, and an eight-foot man who writes fairy tales. I am afraid it is really as unreal as fairy tales? Isn't this the legendary Zhang Fei embroidery?

Yang Yi didn't take it seriously. He smiled slightly and said, "These stories are actually compiled by me and told to my daughter! She likes it very much, but after all it's a kid! So neither I do n’t know if it ’s OK, I still need Mr. Lu to read it. "

Xi Xi was on the side, and he heard his father saying that he was a child, and he grumbled unhappy! However, she did not disturb her father, who was talking about work!

Mr. Lu is not a manager who specializes in children ’s literature, but he has worked in this industry for a long time, and he has been doing editing for a long time before, so he still has his vision.

After more than half an hour, I only saw a few stories, but after seeing Yang Yi ’s eagerly looking eyes, Mr. Lu still reluctantly put down the manuscript in his hand and smiled embarrassedly: "These stories are worthy of Yang Written by students, people in my forties can be hooked! "

Mr. Lu gave a high evaluation and said: "Whether it is a single story or overall, Yang Sheng has written more exciting than the fairy tale books on the market! This is not my flattering, because I am also A father, although my son has already passed the age of reading fairy tales, if he is young, I would definitely buy a book like this for him! "

"It's just ..." Mr. Lu was hesitant. He said in a huff, "We Sahara Press has no advantage in the field of children's literature. We have never published such a book ..."

This is really a sincere person. Mr. Lu also wants to persuade Yang Yi to find a more professional children's literature publishing house! It's also a loss that the ambitious Fu Jun is the boss, otherwise his sincere manager has long been fired!

"It doesn't matter!" Yang Yi waved her hand in satisfaction, and said, "Just Sahara Press, I will send the manuscript back to your mailbox. For the rest, you can do it with the editor of the publisher!"

Of course, this stack of prints cannot be taken back to Mr. Lu. Yang Yi printed them out, but they were originally intended to be shown to Murphy.

......

Send away Mr. Lu, Yang Yi ushered in a "scattered guest".

"I haven't seen you for a long time! You can finally show up!" Yang Yiwei smiled and ridiculed him.

"Hey, do n’t mention it, since I was interviewed by the TV station, I was locked up by my dad." Guo Ziyi's face became more rounded and seemed to eat a lot at home, but it also grew a lot. Instead, his figure appeared "slim".

The sixteen-year-old boy Lang was when he was long.

Yang Yi knew that Guo Ziyi was imprisoned at home. At the time, after watching the little fat man ’s interview on TV, Yang Yi felt that this guy was a bit over-hyped. Sure enough, Guo Ziyi was punished before Yang Yi said him. His father punched dozens of boards, and then stayed at home to reflect.

Yang Yi did n’t know the effect of the reflection. Anyway, Guo Ziyi ’s words ca n’t be used at home or cell phone, so it must be sullen!

"Today's notice arrived, my dad allowed me to come out and let go!" Guo Ziyi said with some palpitation. The feeling of being confined was really a torture.

"It's okay to shut it down, sharpen your temperament, it's all people who want to go to college, and it's so unreliable!" Yang Yi became accustomed to being a dad, and the export was the tone of education.

"Okay, Brother Yang, don't ridicule me!" Guo Ziyi said depressively, "This time, I'll show you my admission letter and send it to our most lovely sister Xixi Birthday present! "

"Ah? Xixi still has a gift?" The little girl who was nestling in her father's arms suddenly came to her spirit, she asked happily.

"Yes!" Guo Ziyi glanced at Yang Yi unhappy, "You said your father is so abominable, sister Xi Xi will not notify me on her birthday, otherwise I will have an excuse to let my dad leave me for a day off, cough. , No, it's a gift to sister Xixi! "

"Call Xixi!" Yang Yi corrected seriously, "You are an uncle, not an elder brother!"

"Hee hee! Guo Shu millet!" Xi Xi also giggled, following her father.