"Old Song, Old Song!"
Editor Wan poked it once but there was no response, so he poked it a second time.
Quack——
Song Foxiang turned to look at him with drooping eyelids: "What are you doing? I'm listening!"
"You heard it but didn't reply to me. I asked you if you knew him?"
Editor Wan muttered.
Song Foxiang's cheeks puffed up and down, flattened and puffed out again, which was quite funny. He said with gritted teeth, "I don't know him!"
Editor Wan paid no attention to his friend's expression and stabbed Old Song in the heart: "Then how about getting to know each other? Xiaochan and I go to the same school. Didn't you say before that young people should communicate more?"
Editor Wan was amazed.
The newspaper said "the fish swimming upstream", oh, that's Wen Ying, and it said Wen Ying is only in the second year of high school.
So you were still in the first year of high school when you created "Teen Idol"?
"Teenage Idol" certainly cannot be compared with masterpieces by famous authors, but the writing style of this book is mature and far exceeds that of ordinary high school students.
It's a story about a group of teenagers, but it can touch adults. It's really not easy!
Editor Wan repeated Song Foxiang's words in the newspaper praising "Teenage Idol" and said with sincere admiration, "Old Song, you are so cultured. You have a keen eye, and your reviews are so insightful!"
What could Song Foxiang say? He just wanted to go back to his own pond, stretch his neck in a corner where no one could see him, and quack towards the sky!
Just then, Song Chan came home.
"Dad... Hey, Uncle Wan, you're here too?"
Editor Wan laughed and said, "I was just telling your dad about the 'Teenage Idol' lawsuit. It was published in tonight's evening paper. The first instance verdict was in favor of 'Fish Against the Current'! Don't you know what a coincidence! The author is a provincial key student, a grade below you—"
Song Chan smiled.
Won the lawsuit?
That's really good.
No wonder when I saw Xie Qian at school today, I felt that he was different from the past. Maybe Xie Qian had already received the news of his victory at that time.
Song Chan already knew that Xie Qian was the "fish swimming upstream." Editor Wan was being mysterious, and Song Chan was willing to cooperate. She feigned curiosity and asked, "Is the author my schoolmate?"
Editor Wan chuckled, "Not only are you a schoolmate, you two may have known each other for a long time."
Song Foxiang didn't know Wen Ying, but Song Chan definitely knew her. After all, they won the first prize in the same New Concept Competition. It was like there were two martial arts masters in the same place. Even if they had never met, they had heard of each other's names.
Song Chan's smile widened. "Uncle Wan, please stop keeping us in suspense. Who is it?"
Editor Wan pushed the newspaper on the table over.
"See for yourself."
Song Chan first saw the verdict published in the evening paper.
Seeing that the company was ordered to pay 80,000 yuan in compensation and to make a public apology, Song Chan felt that this result was truly gratifying!
Below the verdict is the personal profile of "Fish Against the Current".
A provincial key student, winner of the first prize of the New Concept Award... Wen Ying?
Song Chan was a little slow to react.
Why is it Wen Ying? !
Isn’t the “fish swimming upstream” Xie Qian?
I clearly heard it last time, and it was also written in the newspaper, a young man who is unforgettable!
The smile on Song Chan's face froze, her body also froze, and she slowly sat down in the chair, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
Wrong, wrong, the "fish swimming against the current" is Xie Qian, Chengdu Evening News is too careless!
A voice shouted loudly in Song Chan's heart.
Another more rational voice questioned Song Chan: Why can't it be Wen Ying? Is it because Wen Ying looks too ordinary, can't write a best-seller like "Teenage Idol", can't be brave enough to sue the magazine and Editor-in-Chief Han?
In fact, "Fish Against the Current" is Wen Ying's pen name, which is more in line with common sense.
I have never heard of Xie Qian's good writing style or writing talent, but Wen Ying, like me, is the first prize winner of the New Concept Writing Competition!
If I can publish a novel, why can't Wen Ying?
The difference is that Wen Ying's book is more popular than his own.
The difference is that Wen Ying is more low-key than herself.
He clearly has such talent, but he doesn't show off when he asks himself why he doesn't publish articles in the school magazine.
Song Chan faced the torture of conscience - when she thought that the author of "Teenage Idol" was Xie Qian, she had a high opinion of the book and regarded Xie Qian as her spiritual confidant in creation; when she learned that the author of "Teenage Idol" was actually Wen Ying, why was she so lost?
Does the author's identity affect one's evaluation of "Teen Idol"?
——I actually judge people by their appearance, what a shallow and snobbish double standard!
Song Chan was stunned and speechless.
The father and daughter sat at the same table, both in a daze, and Editor Wan finally realized that something was wrong.
"What's wrong with you two?"
Song Guagua didn't want to pay attention to him. Song Chan forced a smile and said, "The news is too shocking. I need some time to calm down."
So, Song Chan really knows Wen Ying!
Editor Wan came up with this answer, but didn't say it out loud in a clever way.
A talented girl may not necessarily like another talented girl. It has been a long time since scholars have looked down on each other. As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain, let alone two female tigers... It's really a bit subtle.
Editor Wan silently took the newspaper, folded it up, stood up quietly, and moved out of the Song family step by step.
I had wanted to open a bottle of good wine from Lao Song today, but it seems that’s out of the question.
Song Chan was indeed greatly shocked and didn't even bother to maintain her politeness and stay with Editor Wan.
Xie Qian's face flashed through her mind for a while, then Wen Ying's face, and then the two faces flashed alternately, like a movie playing in Song Chan's mind, and finally froze into the scene she saw at noon this day.
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