House Dad’s Literary Life

Today, Mr. Lu from Sahara Publishing House came to Jiangcheng for the purpose of visiting Yang Lan, but mainly sent letters from readers over the past two weeks.

“Is there a letter from the reader?” Yang Lan had seen the book review area that he had read before. He felt that there were a lot of sprays inside, and he never visited it anymore. The readers had any opinions, and at most, they learned through the mouth of the hadron. Now that he sees this traditional letter, he still feels quite novel and takes it apart.

"This is because there are still quite a few readers of physical books. They may be older, so they still prefer this kind of old-fashioned communication method." Mr. Lu sits in the sofa in front of Yang Lan, both hands are placed On the knees, a little restrained.

Yang Lan still looked at it very seriously. He also felt that such a letter from the reader was very kind. Moreover, he opened a few photos, not only did not have a spray, but also seriously wrote the feelings after reading the book, each hard pen. The sketched words all reflect their intentions.

After reading a few letters, Yang Lan has raised the idea of ​​returning a few more!

Of course, there is no way to reply all of them. Mr. Lu brought a sack. It is estimated that if Yang Lan has the interest of collecting stamps, the stamps can be posted with a few big books!

In the middle, Yang Lan had no intention of looking up and saw Mr. Lu squatting and sitting on the sofa bored. He was curious and looked at his neck, and his neck was somewhat stiff!

He couldn't help but smile and said in Cantonese with Mr. Lu: "Lu Sheng, why are you so nervous? Let it be easier, just be your own home!"

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

"Since you have come, then trouble Lu Sheng, this professional person can help me to see if my fairy tale collection has the value of publishing?" Yang Xiao smiled.

This stack of prints is a fairy tale that Yang Lan sorted out in the recent period. It is the story he told him, dozens of big and small! Originally, Yang Lan had the idea of ​​publishing these stories. Later, because Murphy wanted to see it, Yang Lan did not delay and took time to sort it out.

Of course, Yang Lan does not know how the world's fairy tale books are published. In addition, many stories here are based on some of the frameworks. I don't know if there will be a gap with the original version!

Just as Mr. Lu came, let him come to the staff of the staff!

Mr. Lu was surprised. He looked at Yang Lan and asked: "Wang Sheng, will you still write a fairy tale?"

This is amazing. If you don't talk about the subject matter of the books of Yang Lan, look at the body of Yang Lan. This muscle, an eight-footed man writing a fairy tale, is really not as real as a fairy tale? Isn't this the legendary Zhang Fei embroidery?

Yang Lan did not care. He smiled and said: "These stories are actually compiled by me and told my daughter! She likes it very much, but after all, it is a child! So I don't know if it's good or not. I still want to know Mr. Lu."

On one side, I heard Dad say that he is a child, and some unhappy to pout! However, she did not bother Dad, Dad is talking about work!

Mr. Lu is not a manager of the children's literature type, but he has been in the industry for a long time, and he has done editing work for a long time, so his vision is still there.

After more than half an hour, I saw a few stories, but I noticed that Yang Lan’s eager eyes, Mr. Lu still reluctantly put down his hand, and embarrassedly smiled: "These stories are written by Yang Sheng. I am a 40-year-old who can be fascinated!"

Mr. Lu gave a high evaluation and said: "Whether it is a single story or a whole, Yang Sheng writes more exciting than the fairy tale books on the market today! This is not my flattering, because I am also a father. People, although my son has already passed the age of watching fairy tales, but if he is still young, I am definitely willing to buy such a book for him to see!"

"Just..." Mr. Lu was hesitant. He said with a sigh of relief. "We have no advantage in the field of children's literature in Sahara. We have never had such a book..."

This is really a sincere person. Mr. Lu also wants to persuade Yang Lan to find a more professional children's literature publishing house! Also lost is the ambition of Fu Jun as the boss, otherwise he is such a sincere manager has been fired!

"It doesn't matter!" Yang Lan waved his hand with satisfaction and said, "On the Sahara Publishing House, I will send the manuscript to your mailbox. The rest, you can do it with the editor of the publishing house!"

Of course, this stack of prints could not be brought back to Mr. Lu. Yang Lan printed it, but it was originally intended to be seen by Murphy.

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Mr. Lu was sent away, and Yang Lan ushered in a "rare guest."

"Long time no see! You can finally show up!" Yang Xiaowei smiled and teased him.

"Hey, don't mention it. Since I was interviewed by the TV station, I was confined by my dad." Guo Ziyi's face is round and sleek. It seems to have eaten a lot at home, but it has grown a lot, but the figure looks rather "Slender".

The sixteen-year-old boy Lang is the time to grow up.

Yang Lan knows that Guo Ziyi was locked up at home. At that time, he saw the interview that Xiao Fatzi accepted on TV. Yang Lan felt that this guy was a bit too arrogant. Sure enough, before Yang Lan said him, Guo Ziyi was given by his father. I played dozens of boards and then turned to my home to reflect.

The effect of reflection is not known to Yang Lan, anyway, Guo Ziyi’s words can’t be used at home, can’t use a mobile phone, can’t use a computer, and it’s definitely suffocating!

"Today's notice has arrived, my dad allowed me to come out and let the wind go!" Guo Ziyi said with some heartfelt feeling that the feeling of being confined is really a torture.

"Turn off your own, grind your temper, are all people who want to go to college, and still not so reliable!" Yang Lan used to be a dad, the export is the tone of education.

"Well, Yang Da Ge, don't ridicule me!" Guo Ziyi said depressedly. "This time, let me see my admission notice, and give our most lovely sister-in-law a birthday present!" ”

"Ah? Is there a gift?" The little girl who was in her father's arms suddenly came to the spirit, she asked with delight.

"Yeah!" Guo Zi looked at Yang Lan with a disappointment. "You said that your father is abhorrent, and my sister's birthday is not informed to me, otherwise I have an excuse to let my dad put me a day off, cough, no, It is a gift for my sister!"

"Call!" Yang Hao seriously corrected, "You are an uncle, not a brother!"

"Hey! Guo Wei!" He also followed Dad and giggled.