Chapter 177 Great God

  Tada Guangliang waited anxiously shortly after he wrote the letter.

  Susan Publishing House knew that the copyright of "The Little Prince" was in their hands. Their publishing house tried to contact, but failed.

  But I didn't expect such a big piece of pie to fall from the sky.

  He became absent-minded at work, and by the way, he checked Mr. Jiang Yang. There is very little news about Mr. Jiang Yang on the Internet, only the information about "The Little Prince". Oh, no, Tada Guangliang found an extra mystery novel.

   Murder on the Orient Express.

  Only in English, it should have just been published.

  Tada Guangliang hesitated for a while.

   "The Little Prince" is a fairy tale. He thinks that Mr. Jiang Yang is writing a new book. It should be a fairy tale. What the **** is this mystery novel? Is it the author of the same name? But he looked it up, and all the English promotions said it was a new work by the author of "The Little Prince".

"this-"

  Tada Guangliang thinks that the new work he will be in charge of will also be a mystery novel.

   It’s not that mystery novels are bad. The island country is rich in mystery novels, but Tada Guangliang always feels that it’s a waste to write mystery novels in the style of "The Little Prince", which are completely different styles.

  In order to know how this mystery novel is, Mitsuyoshi Tada ordered an English version. At this moment, the email was replied, and Susan confirmed the cooperation details in the letter

  Tada Guangliang was happy when he saw that this matter was not an oolong.

   Now he doesn't have to be transferred from the publishing line.

  He went to the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief originally thought that he was just for transfer, so he talked a lot when they met.

  When Tada Guangliang showed Jiang Yang the email of the new book collaboration, the editor-in-chief stopped talking.

  He couldn't believe it, "It's really that Jiang Yang?"

  The author of "The Little Prince", now the author who is popular in Europe and America, is not one of them, and he is also the most mysterious author.

   "Yes, I checked."

  Tada Guangliang had dealt with this editor.

   "Okay, great."

  The boss lost his composure.

  Tada Guangming's energy is on the several authors he is in charge of. Maybe he doesn't know it, but the editor-in-chief knows that this author's new "Murder on the Orient Express" has a good evaluation, and it has caused some sensations in the island country's reasoning circle.

  His new book, handed over to their publishing house as if it just came out of nowhere—

  The editor-in-chief did not mention any transfers, and asked Mitsuki Tada to put aside all the work at hand, and must negotiate cooperation.

  Tada Guangliang agreed, and returned to his work station in a good mood.

  The finalization of the cooperation did not happen overnight.

Tada Guangliang used his limited Chinese and even translated the software to finalize the details. When the contract was signed, the "Murder on the Orient Express" he ordered also arrived. It happened to be Sunday, and there was another typhoon passing through the country. Guangming stayed at home to watch it for many days for a day.

  Span one!

  Tada Guangliang was greatly shocked.

  He suddenly felt that Master Jiang Yang was also good at writing mystery novels. If he didn't write reasoning, it would be a waste.

  Tada Guangliang put this book together with the little prince.

  The next day, after the contract was signed, the other party finally sent over the manuscript.

Tada Guangliang originally thought that this would be a reasoning book. After all, "The Little Prince" is already at its peak as a fairy tale, and Jiang Yang's reasoning is also well written, so he can't cross the border. up.

   Is this fantasy?

   Anyway, it crossed the border again.

   As for the quality of the book—

Tada Guangliang looked directly at Yiku. This is too awesome. If it weren’t for Chinese, he even thought it was a novel written by an islander. The customs, grocery stores, and about “Namiya” and “Jieyou” are written in Japanese. Chinese homophony, etc., he felt that this book should be written by someone who knows the island country well.

  He now admires Jiang Yang, a great **** who has never met before.

   This is the first author he feels cannot be defined by tags, which is a real genius.

  The only thing he didn’t understand was, which band was the Beatles, when did they come to the island country, and then caused such a big sensation?

  When he consulted this doubtful person with a very pious heart, Susan gave him a related introduction to the Beatles. Susan asked Jiang Yang for this introduction. She felt that even if it was fabricated, there must be an introduction.

   Otherwise it would be too abrupt.

   Then, Jiang Yang gave Susan an encyclopedia introduction.

  After reading the biography introduced here, Tada Guangliang called out "Nani!"

this-

   Just for such a book, a band was fabricated. This band is quite impressive and legendary, as if it really existed. This band can write a book.

  Tada Guangliang now enshrines this mysterious "Jiang Yang" as a great god, this brain circuit, respect!

He went back to build a new bookshelf, put the two books he had read on it, and planned to put it on it after the "Jieyou Grocery Store" he was in charge of was published. This would become his shrine, and he wanted to see this brain A great **** with a strange circuit, how can he cross the border.

  Susan has a good eye for picking people.

Tada Guangliang is very demanding in translation, cover design, and planning. For example, he will select a suitable translation for the text and language of "Jieyou Grocery Store", and at the same time give a corresponding style in the planning and cover design, so that To establish the tone of this book, for this reason, he argued in front of the editor-in-chief. If it weren't for "The Little Prince", the author's reputation is very famous, so there is no need to market too much, and the Japanese version of "The Little Prince" will be published, and Antlers will publish it. Shezhen does not necessarily agree with his plan.

  ****

  July 9th.

Magnificent sunset.

  Li Qingning parked the car at the entrance of Xiaoyangjuan Hutong, pretending not to know who lived there, "Here is the gift you prepared?"

   "Well, you wait."

  Jiang Yang took off his seat belt and asked Li Qingning to wait for a while, and he came after he took the gift.

   After Jiang Yang disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Li Qingning got out of the car.

The environment here is very good. There are trees on both sides of the road, and behind the shade of the trees are low tile-roofed houses. While trying to preserve the patina, it is also clean and fashionable. Jiang Yang said that he likes the houses here. Li Qingning thought, Don't buy one another day.

  A car parked not far away.

   There was a reporter sitting in the car. Jiang Yang said he knew him. His name was Bian An, and he was a self-media reporter who wrote about their dog food official account.

  Li Qingning read the tweets they wrote.

Good.

They dug out and captured many inadvertent moments: when she was performing "Someone Like Me" in the subway, she showed her heart to Jiang Yang on the roof of the car; on the day Jiang Yang had no inspiration, they walked along the road in the community. Back view while walking.

  They took pretty good pictures.

  Under their push and push, a large number of chasers gathered, and Li Qingning didn't know what their fun was.

   Still, it inspired her.

  She also wants to take pictures of their moments, and occasionally flip it out, which may be quite interesting.

   After a while, Jiang Yang came out of the alley, holding a violin box in his hand, and handed it to Li Qingning. Li Qingning used his acting skills all his life, and opened his eyes wide, "What kind of gift is this?"

  Jiang Yang can't wait until night, "You see for yourself."

  Li Qingning opened the package. When she saw the violin, her eyes lit up. The violin looked good. "Who made this violin?"

   "Master Hong!" Jiang Yang cheered up.

"Thanks husband."

  Li Qingning stood on tiptoe.

   Occasionally, a light breeze would blow up Li Qingning's long hair, leaving the softness between her lips in the backlight of the setting sun.

   There will be another update later, but it will be very late, good night, everyone, go to bed early

  

  

  (end of this chapter)