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Chapter 115 Invitation to Write a Preface
Chapter 115 Invitation to Write a Preface
The touch of emotion that had just arrived collapsed instantly, and Yan Zhi was speechless.
In order not to let Geng Chen find out, he tore the cardboard box into several pieces and threw it downstairs.
The photo album was stuffed under his desk, and the only thing he had to worry about now was the ashes.
When Geng Chen came back, Yan Zhi said: "Can you take care of Bai Hui? If not, I'll put it with the teacher."
"I've raised cats before, okay, but it was an accident last time." Geng Chen took the cat from Yan Zhi's hand and showed off his special skills - petting the cat like crazy.
After a while, Bai Hui started to fight with Geng Chen again.
Yan Zhi quickly took Bai Hui to comfort him: "It seems that I have no choice but to leave it with my teacher."
"It's because your cat is too weird, as if you were born to reject me. The cat I had in my house used to run towards me when it saw me from 500 meters away." Geng Chen threw the blame on Bai Hui again.
"What about the cat?" Yan Zhi asked.
"What else can I do? Just die. It's been so many years." Geng Chen sighed: "Actually, I liked that cat very much, but I have never raised a cat since it died."
Yan Zhi nodded slightly. He remembered that the lifespan of Baihui species on the Internet was between 12 and 16 years, which meant that it could only accompany him for more than ten years.
In the end, Yan Zhi decided to let the cat live with Cai Guochuan. He went to Cai Guochuan's house. Since Cai Guochuan had something to do, he chatted with his wife, who kindly left the cat.
At sunset, Yan Zhi received another call from an unknown source, but he did not answer the call according to his usual habits.
But soon the phone rang again.
He really didn't expect that there were people who knew him who didn't make a note, so he pressed the red button again.
Immediately afterwards, the phone rang again. Even if the other party was a liar, Yan Zhi wanted to hear the voice of this persistent person.
"Hello! Who is it?"
"Hi! Teacher Yan Zhi, I'm from Fengshi Literature Publishing House."
Closing down the City Literature Publishing House?
Isn't this the publishing house the system is looking for?
In the past, this publishing house has never approached Yan Zhi, they always contacted the system, why did they seek it this time?
Not a liar, right?
The other person continued: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yan Zhi. We also wanted to contact your agent first, but we are worried that your agent told you too late. After all, there have been cases like this before."
"Just tell me what you want my help to do." Yan Zhi said impatiently, liars like to say something before starting to disrupt their thinking.
"Well, I want you to help invite a reasoning writer to write a preface for "Astrology Killing Magic". Last time we invited Mr. Tang Zhenggang to write a preface, but he ran away in anger after reading your work.
Now we need to find a new person to write the preface, but we are afraid that we will not be able to catch up if we go to contact, so we have to ask for your help.
See if you have their private contact details. "
"Is that all?"
"Yes."
"Well, okay, how many do you want?"
"Maximum five."
It should be from the publisher, not a liar.
Because this Tang Zhenggang Yan Zhi knew that he was a well-known reasoning writer, but this person was from the social school. Yan Zhi, who knew the next development track, knew that this guy would definitely be pissed off.
Yan Zhi thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and clicked into the reasoning group that he hadn't followed for a long time. Most of the writers here are from the original camp.
People here are now talking about Yan Zhi's next novel. Many people analyze the title and can't figure it out at all.
"Astrology? Is this from Europe? Is it related to constellations?"
"Magic? Using magic is still called a mystery novel? This is not a fantasy novel, is it?"
"Didn't Yan Zhi say that this is the Benge school? How does this name look like Benge? I really can't think of why he chose such a magical name."
"Could it be a Biange school? But it doesn't look like it. If Yan Zhi didn't say it was a mystery novel, I would think he was writing a fantasy novel."
At this time, Yan Zhi sent a message: "I need five people to help me write the preface for my new book. Anyone coming? Kyoto is the priority."
The group where there were only a few people chatting just now has more people.
"Damn it, how many days has it been since the boss came here? This is the first time he has sent a message."
"Is this alive?"
"I thought Yan Zhi had just joined the group."
Just for a while, many divers jumped out.
"Let me come, I happen to be in Kyoto these few days." Si Congrong was the first @凯志.
"Okay." Yan Zhi replied.
Immediately afterwards, many people also @凯志.
Yan Zhi selected four more from them, including Zhongli Xin and Geng Yuan whom he knew.
After making an agreement with the others, Yan Zhi stopped taking care of the group.
"Where is the Great God? Are you still there?"
"@凯志."
The liveliness in the group lasted only for a while, and soon after Yan Zhi left, calm returned.
The next day, Yan Zhi made an appointment in a cafe, and three people he knew came here.
Because all three of them live in Kyoto.
Yan Zhi ordered a cup of coffee for each of them, and then asked Yu Ping to take out three books. This was the first edition of the book without a preface.
The publishing house sent him five books half a month ago. He gave his chat number to the publishing house as someone who was not in Kyoto and asked the publishing house to send the documents.
He invited those in Kyoto who wanted to see the paper version.
"It turns out that you also need someone to write the preface for you." Si Congrong laughed as soon as he sat down.
"The publishing house asked me to find you, probably because they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to contact you, and they were in a hurry." Yan Zhi explained.
Now the publishing house wants someone to write the preface for "Astrology Killing Magic" probably because they want someone to support it. After all, if there is no support in the future, the pressure will be great.
Since getting the book, Zhong Lixin and Geng Yuan have already started to open the book, while Si Congrong started reading after chatting for a while.
Yan Zhi started to fiddle with his phone, waiting for them to finish reading.
Zhongli Xin had been looking forward to this book from the very beginning, and he really wanted to know why Yan Zhi would say that a book with such a name would be a real novel.
He slowly turned over the preface, which told everyone that this was a case in which no criminal could be found for 40 years.
But immediately he showed a surprised look. After the preface was a suicide note, but this suicide note seemed strange and inexplicable.
demon?constellation?What's this?
There was a sound from the pages of the book, and he slowly turned over it. It turned out that the man named Pingji said that there was a devil living in his body, and Pingji actually planned to create a perfect woman according to the devil's requirements.
According to the so-called guardian of the constellations, Pingji wants to assemble six virgin bodies to form this perfect woman, but what he intends to use are his four daughters and his brother's two daughters? !
He said that their lives must be terminated with corresponding metals according to the most essential principles of alchemy, cleaned with a mud mixed with wine and some kind of ash, and then cut with a saw to the corresponding head, chest, abdomen, waist, thighs, and calves.
What's this?After reading it for 10 minutes, Zhong Lixin still couldn't understand why this book was the original book, but it didn't prevent him from being attracted by this magical beginning.
(End of this chapter)
The touch of emotion that had just arrived collapsed instantly, and Yan Zhi was speechless.
In order not to let Geng Chen find out, he tore the cardboard box into several pieces and threw it downstairs.
The photo album was stuffed under his desk, and the only thing he had to worry about now was the ashes.
When Geng Chen came back, Yan Zhi said: "Can you take care of Bai Hui? If not, I'll put it with the teacher."
"I've raised cats before, okay, but it was an accident last time." Geng Chen took the cat from Yan Zhi's hand and showed off his special skills - petting the cat like crazy.
After a while, Bai Hui started to fight with Geng Chen again.
Yan Zhi quickly took Bai Hui to comfort him: "It seems that I have no choice but to leave it with my teacher."
"It's because your cat is too weird, as if you were born to reject me. The cat I had in my house used to run towards me when it saw me from 500 meters away." Geng Chen threw the blame on Bai Hui again.
"What about the cat?" Yan Zhi asked.
"What else can I do? Just die. It's been so many years." Geng Chen sighed: "Actually, I liked that cat very much, but I have never raised a cat since it died."
Yan Zhi nodded slightly. He remembered that the lifespan of Baihui species on the Internet was between 12 and 16 years, which meant that it could only accompany him for more than ten years.
In the end, Yan Zhi decided to let the cat live with Cai Guochuan. He went to Cai Guochuan's house. Since Cai Guochuan had something to do, he chatted with his wife, who kindly left the cat.
At sunset, Yan Zhi received another call from an unknown source, but he did not answer the call according to his usual habits.
But soon the phone rang again.
He really didn't expect that there were people who knew him who didn't make a note, so he pressed the red button again.
Immediately afterwards, the phone rang again. Even if the other party was a liar, Yan Zhi wanted to hear the voice of this persistent person.
"Hello! Who is it?"
"Hi! Teacher Yan Zhi, I'm from Fengshi Literature Publishing House."
Closing down the City Literature Publishing House?
Isn't this the publishing house the system is looking for?
In the past, this publishing house has never approached Yan Zhi, they always contacted the system, why did they seek it this time?
Not a liar, right?
The other person continued: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yan Zhi. We also wanted to contact your agent first, but we are worried that your agent told you too late. After all, there have been cases like this before."
"Just tell me what you want my help to do." Yan Zhi said impatiently, liars like to say something before starting to disrupt their thinking.
"Well, I want you to help invite a reasoning writer to write a preface for "Astrology Killing Magic". Last time we invited Mr. Tang Zhenggang to write a preface, but he ran away in anger after reading your work.
Now we need to find a new person to write the preface, but we are afraid that we will not be able to catch up if we go to contact, so we have to ask for your help.
See if you have their private contact details. "
"Is that all?"
"Yes."
"Well, okay, how many do you want?"
"Maximum five."
It should be from the publisher, not a liar.
Because this Tang Zhenggang Yan Zhi knew that he was a well-known reasoning writer, but this person was from the social school. Yan Zhi, who knew the next development track, knew that this guy would definitely be pissed off.
Yan Zhi thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and clicked into the reasoning group that he hadn't followed for a long time. Most of the writers here are from the original camp.
People here are now talking about Yan Zhi's next novel. Many people analyze the title and can't figure it out at all.
"Astrology? Is this from Europe? Is it related to constellations?"
"Magic? Using magic is still called a mystery novel? This is not a fantasy novel, is it?"
"Didn't Yan Zhi say that this is the Benge school? How does this name look like Benge? I really can't think of why he chose such a magical name."
"Could it be a Biange school? But it doesn't look like it. If Yan Zhi didn't say it was a mystery novel, I would think he was writing a fantasy novel."
At this time, Yan Zhi sent a message: "I need five people to help me write the preface for my new book. Anyone coming? Kyoto is the priority."
The group where there were only a few people chatting just now has more people.
"Damn it, how many days has it been since the boss came here? This is the first time he has sent a message."
"Is this alive?"
"I thought Yan Zhi had just joined the group."
Just for a while, many divers jumped out.
"Let me come, I happen to be in Kyoto these few days." Si Congrong was the first @凯志.
"Okay." Yan Zhi replied.
Immediately afterwards, many people also @凯志.
Yan Zhi selected four more from them, including Zhongli Xin and Geng Yuan whom he knew.
After making an agreement with the others, Yan Zhi stopped taking care of the group.
"Where is the Great God? Are you still there?"
"@凯志."
The liveliness in the group lasted only for a while, and soon after Yan Zhi left, calm returned.
The next day, Yan Zhi made an appointment in a cafe, and three people he knew came here.
Because all three of them live in Kyoto.
Yan Zhi ordered a cup of coffee for each of them, and then asked Yu Ping to take out three books. This was the first edition of the book without a preface.
The publishing house sent him five books half a month ago. He gave his chat number to the publishing house as someone who was not in Kyoto and asked the publishing house to send the documents.
He invited those in Kyoto who wanted to see the paper version.
"It turns out that you also need someone to write the preface for you." Si Congrong laughed as soon as he sat down.
"The publishing house asked me to find you, probably because they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to contact you, and they were in a hurry." Yan Zhi explained.
Now the publishing house wants someone to write the preface for "Astrology Killing Magic" probably because they want someone to support it. After all, if there is no support in the future, the pressure will be great.
Since getting the book, Zhong Lixin and Geng Yuan have already started to open the book, while Si Congrong started reading after chatting for a while.
Yan Zhi started to fiddle with his phone, waiting for them to finish reading.
Zhongli Xin had been looking forward to this book from the very beginning, and he really wanted to know why Yan Zhi would say that a book with such a name would be a real novel.
He slowly turned over the preface, which told everyone that this was a case in which no criminal could be found for 40 years.
But immediately he showed a surprised look. After the preface was a suicide note, but this suicide note seemed strange and inexplicable.
demon?constellation?What's this?
There was a sound from the pages of the book, and he slowly turned over it. It turned out that the man named Pingji said that there was a devil living in his body, and Pingji actually planned to create a perfect woman according to the devil's requirements.
According to the so-called guardian of the constellations, Pingji wants to assemble six virgin bodies to form this perfect woman, but what he intends to use are his four daughters and his brother's two daughters? !
He said that their lives must be terminated with corresponding metals according to the most essential principles of alchemy, cleaned with a mud mixed with wine and some kind of ash, and then cut with a saw to the corresponding head, chest, abdomen, waist, thighs, and calves.
What's this?After reading it for 10 minutes, Zhong Lixin still couldn't understand why this book was the original book, but it didn't prevent him from being attracted by this magical beginning.
(End of this chapter)
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