First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 86 I killed you little bastard! (happy New Year!)

  Fortunately, Li Dazhu did not throw away the envelope.

  Everyone quickly checked and found that the address and phone number on the envelope were still there, and it was fairly clear: "Fengshun Express at the intersection of Yongfa Road and Anning Road, Hezhou, phone number: 177......"

  "Call, call!" Liu Chuang said as he picked up the phone and dialed the number on the envelope.

  Soon, I answered it over there.

   "Hello, good luck."

   "Um? Are you from Fengshun Express."

   "Yes, do you want to send express mail?"

   "No, it's okay, thank you."

  Liu Chuang hung up the phone, his expression was a bit ugly: "An Zhi Ruo Su is completely guarding us. The mailing address and phone number are all express numbers."

  As everyone was at a loss, the young man spoke again: "In this case, let's go directly to the courier site to find the courier and ask the courier!"

  The method seems to be the only way.

  It happened that the company was on holiday, and Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun were both home to Hezhou, so they decided to accompany Liu Chuang to Hezhou.

  A group of five people landed by plane and took a taxi to the express address on the envelope.

  After some inquiries, the five people found the owner of the phone, that is, the courier who received the mail, a young man with a rather dull expression.

   Liu Chuang took out the envelope and handed it to the courier, asking if the courier had any impression of the letter.

The courier didn't want to say it, but Li Dazhu immediately stuffed two hundred red packets. The courier said no but let the money go into his pocket, and then said: "You guys who sent this letter, I remember it! "

  "Everyone writes the mailing address when sending letters. This guy told me that he didn’t want others to know and let me write the address. So I have an impression!"

  Hearing this, Liu Chuang and Li Dazhu all showed expressions that lived up to their expectations.

  Looking at the two hundred red envelopes, the courier looked at the blue sky while thinking about the sender’s detailed address: “He seems to live, Jianye No.1 City State Building 3...”

  Jianye No.1 City-state?

  Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun looked at each other, thinking that the house they bought for Li Ang was in the third building of Jianye No.1 City State! ?

  Then, the two of them suddenly remembered their previous suspicions, and suspected that Li Ang might be at peace.

  Li Dazhu quickly asked, "Which building is No. 3? How many floors?"

   "Well, it's been a long time, I don't remember clearly..." The courier smiled embarrassedly and said, "But I know it's the one in the south."

   "South, there is the second building in the south! How many floors are there?" Li Dazhu suddenly breathed a little bit.

  What a coincidence, this is also a coincidence.

   "This, this..." The courier's brows frowned.

  "Is it the 20th floor of the second building of Building 3!?"

  The courier’s eyes lit up immediately: “Yes, yes, it’s 20 floors and 20 floors!”

  "Fuck me!" Li Dazhu, who has never cursed anyone, couldn't help but explode at this moment.

Next to    Liu Chuang was still a little confused, and suddenly he burst into swearing when he asked for an address. Isn't it a bit impolite for the chairman of a publishing company to be like this?

   Fang Guokun smiled awkwardly next to him: "I'm sorry, President Liu, because, because we have probably guessed who this Anzhi Ruosu is, it is very unexpected, so Lao Li is a little bit unable to control himself."

   "It's okay, now that we know who this An Zhi Ruo Su is, let's go and look for him." Liu Chuang said.

  A group of five people, led by Li Dazhu and Fang Guokun, walked towards the Jianye No.1 city-state.

  ……

  ……

  Who knows the identity of Anzhi Ruosu?

  The first one to bear the brunt is Zhang Jingya from the radio station.

  Zhang Jingya has been a radio director for half a year.

  Immediately in the New Year, her holidays are in rotation, but she offered to work overtime without rest, which accurately confirmed the radio’s slogan: Dedication to the audience, Dedication to the people.

  After going to work, Zhang Jingya's first thing is to open Weibo to watch hot searches.

  If you want to make a show that the audience likes, you have to satisfy the audience's appetite, and the hot search is an important vane for exploring the people's favorite.

   "An Zhizhi is a great writer, "The Ordinary World" is highly praised by Xinhua News Agency."

   Seeing the four words An Zhi Ruo Su, Zhang Jingya suddenly narrowed her eyes, and then hurriedly clicked in.

The first thing she saw was the Weibo of Xinhua News Agency certified by the Blue V: "An Zhi Ruo Su is a great writer in modern Chinese history! He is so good in poetry, and he is also extremely good in literary creation. His "Ordinary World" The hope that it brings us allows us to see the light moving forward in the face of difficulties."

  Next, Zhang Jingya saw the praise and praise of "The Ordinary World" from various media, and there were countless people who were full of blood and fighting spirit because of "The Ordinary World".

  The more she looked, the more frightened she became.

Zhang Jingya looked at the hot search information on the display screen. She breathed slightly, her bright eyes were trembling and amazing, and she muttered: "An ordinary world? What kind of book is this? The book, Xinhua News Agency even praised it by name."

   "An Zhi Ruo Su, Ang Lee, it's only half a year, you have become a great writer!"

  Zhang Jingya barely sketched the image of that inch in her head.

  Clean, neat, handsome, with a sunny breath, just like a warm sun rising up.

  Zhang Jingya unconsciously picked up the phone on the desk, she opened the address book and found Li Ang's phone number.

  I wanted to click the phone button on the screen to play it, but my slender and white fingertips hung an inch above the screen, but I didn’t click it for a long time.

   tangled like this for five or six seconds, but in the end her finger landed on the SMS button next to the phone button.

   Then she edited a text message and sent it: Happy new year, great poet.

  ……

  Besides Zhang Jingya, the second person I know is Su Yuqi.

  Tomorrow, she is going to Suzhou TV Station to prepare to record the song of the New Year's Eve party.

  Today is a rare time to rest. She is sitting on the soft leather sofa, but her expression is not as brilliant as before, but her brows are slightly raised, and there are a bit of complicated emotions written in the dark eyeballs.

   "Yu Qi, how do you think your condition is not very good?" Agent Ma Fang asked her with concern beside her.

Su Yuqi frowned slightly, and said entangledly: "Sister Fang, do you usually follow Weibo? Did you know that the author of Dou Po Cangqiang and Gui Blowing Lantern is the same person, and that author is Li An. It should be mine. Ex-husband."

"He wrote two books at the same time, and all compared my new book "Li Geer". I attended the annual reading conference a few days ago. Although I didn't see him, I saw his friends. Very good friends, I also know them."

  Ma Fang smiled: "I thought what you said, silly girl, I know what you said, but I didn't even care about it."

"An Li, the author of Fights Breaking the Sky and Ghost Blowing the Lantern? Even if he is really your ex-husband? Yu Qi, your "Li Geer" is adapted for film and television, so it is not as normal as his book. But in In terms of literary level and height, you were nominated for the Mao Dun Literature Award, and you completely killed Li Ang, so you are afraid of what you are worried about."

   Speaking of literary level and height, Su Yuqi frowned more fiercely: “But, do you know that the big writers who have been hotly searched on Weibo are quite comfortable?”

Ma Fang nodded: "I know that An Zhi Ruo Su has been very popular recently. His "Ordinary World" has been sought after by many people, and even the official media praised him. But An Zhi Ruo Su is really good, and his poems are very well written. The book he wrote is so explosive, he is a man who has made great achievements in literature."

  Ma Fang has seen too many celebrities and outstanding people in this industry, so she rarely praises people. But today, I'm so suspicious of Anzhi, but I'm boasting again and again.

After exaggerating a few words, Ma Fang suddenly remembered something. She asked Su Yuqi: "Oh, Yuqi, you didn't let An Zhiruosu be your gunman half a year ago, and said that you don't want to participate in any fan meeting about poetry. Now, what's going on?"

  Su Yuqi looked at Ma Fang, her red lips covered in bright red lipstick slightly opened up: "Because of peace, it may also be my ex-husband, Li An...!"

  Ma Fang was startled at first, then directly shook his head and sneered in his mouth: "How is it possible! This is impossible! How could Anzhi Ruosu be your ex-husband Li Ang?"

   Soon, Su Yuqi talked to Ma Fang about Li An’s poems and everything about the night after the poem conference program ended.

   Even after hearing these words, Ma Fang still shook his head: "Impossible Yu Qi, you are completely thinking too much!"

   "Maybe Li Ang does have some accomplishments in poetry, but you told me that he has rarely read in the years when you got along, so he didn't have the literary talent to write so many classic poetry collections."

   "As for you to decide that An Zhiruosu is Li Ang? Is it because of the program planning? That is pure nonsense. There are so many people in Jingyuan Study every day, how can it happen to be Li Ang."

   "Furthermore, I will give you a real example."

   "Dou Po Cangqiang and Gui Bhui Deng were released half a year ago. He updates 20,000 words a day. This is what everyone knows, right? It's more than 3 million words in half a year."

"More than three million words in half a year, this number is very scary and abnormal. But now An Zhiruosu suddenly appeared in a million words "Ordinary World", if it is really Li Ang... then he has been writing this half a year Did you write more than four million characters? And also wrote the literary masterpiece "The Ordinary World" which was praised by the Writers Association and Xinhua News Agency?"

   "This is simply impossible!"

   "Yu Qi, you just think too much."

  Ma Fang continued to comfort Su Yuqi.

After this persuasion, Su Yuqi's mood suddenly became a little bit: "Yes, Sister Fang, you are right. Fights Breaking the Sky and Ghost Blowing the Lantern may have been written by Li Ang, but that doesn't matter, because my literary achievements are more He is much taller!"

   "As for peace and quiet...maybe it is exactly what you said, it's totally I think too much."

   "It is impossible for him to write three novels at the same time in half a year: Dou Breaking the Sphere, Ghost Blowing the Lamp and the Ordinary World."

  ……

  The third person who knows the identity of An Zhi Ruo Su is naturally the best friend Lu Liang.

  After seeing "Ordinary World" on the hot search, An Zhi Ruo Su was rated as a great writer by Xinhua News Agency, Lu Liang directly knocked on Li An's door.

   "Old Li." Lu Liang shouted.

   "How."

   "Tell me honestly, "The Ordinary World" was not written by you!" A pair of small eyes under the fat of Lu Liang stared at Li Ang.

  Li Ang nodded: "Yes."

"I... Fuck!" Lu Liang stuttered, then grabbed a handful of raisins on the table and stuffed them all into his mouth: "How come your **** mother became so awesome when you got divorced? You too Hang it up! Do you know how you are evaluated on Weibo?"

"do not know."

  Lu Liangsuan’s entire face is smoked, I don’t know if it is the sour raisins or the sour word.

   Then, Lu Liang stood up, and could no longer control his emotions that had nowhere to rest.

   "Xinhua News Agency, which is certified by the Blue V on Weibo, said you are a great writer! Great writer, ah!"

   "In the entire modern history, there are definitely no more than ten people who can be called great writers, no more than ten people!"

   "The past winners of the Mao Dun Literary Prize are just called by a writer, and you are a writer directly."

   "It's so awesome, it's so awesome!"

  "Your "Ordinary World" will definitely be nominated for the next Mao Dun Literature Award, and it may even be directly awarded to the Mao Dun Literature Award."

   "Your title is much more powerful than the newcomer king of Reading Novel.com, and the five supreme ones. This great writer is the pinnacle of the entire literary world."

"Damn, I said before that that **** Su Yuqi was nominated for the Mao Dun Literature Award, which made me feel sad. Now it seems that you are a hidden big BOSS, Su Yuqi that bitch. What a child!"

  Looking at the appearance of Lu Liang dancing and dancing with excitement, Li An stretched out his hand and pressed it down: “Sit down and say, sit down and say, don’t get excited.”

  Looking at Li An’s calm and watery expression, Lu Liang’s whole person was like a frustrated ball for an instant: "Old Li, why are you not excited at all? Great writer, this is a great writer!"

   "There is nothing to be excited about, just a title." Li An said lightly.

  This is really not Li installed force.

  Others think this title is awesome, but only Li Ann knows how much he has put in, how much he has felt in the world, and how many people he has seen.

  Experience, hardship has only created the current height.

  Compared with what you have done in the past, what is the so-called big writer? Not worth mentioning!

  Just like on the earth, you say that Lu Xun is a great writer, and you say Lao She is a great writer, they will only smile and say thank you for the praise. Because their experience and experience are also unimaginable for ordinary people.

  The two are chatting.

  The door outside was knocked suddenly.

   "Old Li, have you come to sell it again?" Lu Liang blinked at Li Ang.

   "I don't know." Li Ang shook his head, and walked over to open the door.

  Li An lightly pressed the door handle, and then slightly hard, the door was pushed open, revealing five bodies and five faces.

  Two of the faces are too familiar to be familiar; the other three are very strange.

   Seeing the two faces at the front, Ang Li blurted out: "Dad, Uncle Fang."

   "You guys, why are you here?"

   Outside the door, those two familiar faces collapsed tightly, and a pair of eyes were filled with deep dignity, as if they had deep thoughts.

  Li An couldn't help but be slightly surprised, hasn't the father's account been paid off yet? And then brought three account holders to the door?

  But it’s a bit different, because the old man standing behind my dad has very bright eyes and looks very aura. He is definitely not the one who collects the bills.

   Just when Li An was still thinking about it.

  The old man at the door directly raised his hand: "I will kill you little bunny!!!"

  　 4200 words big chapter, one chapter top two chapters! I wish you all a happy new year, and everything will come to your mind, the Year of the Ox???? Everything is awesome

  (End of this chapter)