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Before the filming of "Rise of the Roses" was completed, Chen Lan gave Song Qingyou a dozen scripts to choose from.

It's a pity that no one likes Song Qingyou.

Therefore, after filming "Rose Rose", in addition to rehearsing the drama as usual, she also had to put on the Qingmeng vest and continue writing the script.

During this period, I responded to Wen Xia by the way, saying that her new book was in the process of being written, and asked her not to be anxious.

——Even if you need to push for a manuscript, you won’t send a message every half an hour.

Unexpectedly, less than ten minutes after the news was sent out, Wenxia rang the doorbell.

Song Qingyou opened the door and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly:

"You shouldn't be squatting nearby every day, right?"

"No, no." Wen Xia quickly explained, "I just happened to pass by here today, don't get me wrong."

Just kidding, Song Qingyou is one of her parents, so she would never do anything to make him unhappy!

"How many words have you written in your new book? Is it still science fiction? Can you let me read a little first?"

Wen Xia bombarded her with a series of questions, making Song Qingyou glance at the laptop on the coffee table guiltily.

How could you not tell how old the former editor is?

She immediately sat over and said, "This should be the new one you wrote..."

Halfway through her words, Wenxia got stuck.

"Not a word?! Is this what you said, working on it?"

Song Qingyou blinked innocently:

"The new book is being written. The genre has not yet been decided. The story is not yet available and has not been written yet."

Wenxia held her forehead: "I knew it."

Song Qingyou tried to change the subject: "I don't plan to write science fiction in the new book."

This trick is very effective.

Wenxia immediately raised her head: "Why?"

"Your book "City of Machines", if nothing else goes wrong, will win many awards. Now everyone regards you as the 'Light of Science Fiction'."

"If you keep writing, maybe you can be a judge in the science fiction field within two years."

There are so few people writing science fiction novels that you may not really need any qualifications to be a judge.

Song Qingyou: "I don't want to be a judge."

"I know." Wen Xia said with a clear face, "You even asked me to accept the award for you. You made it clear that you don't want to show your face!"

"But what genre do you plan to write in your new book? I almost forgot that you have written several scripts. I guess there is really no problem with other genres..."

Song Qingyou thought for a while and expressed her initial thoughts:

"Suspense reasoning, I want to write suspense reasoning."

Wen Xia: "Because of that or what murderous intention?"

Song Qingyou: ""Death by a Rose"."

Wen Xia: "Yes, "Rose of the Rose". I checked Weibo. Aren't you filming this movie? From what I saw, this movie seems to be of the same type."

"It's a source of inspiration." Song Qingyou thought thoughtfully.

Wenxia asked directly: "When will the manuscript be delivered?"

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, "Won't you give me some advice?"

"As long as you can guarantee the quality of the book, I won't have any objections. So, is it possible to submit the manuscript by the end of the year?"

We are now five months away from the end of the year.

"I'll try my best." Song Qingyou thought about it for a while, but still didn't give a clear answer.

"I know that you still need inspiration to write a book." Wenxia said very good-naturedly, "As long as you don't pigeonhole me, everything will be easy."

"in addition--"

She turned around and took out a golden trophy from her handbag.

"This is the science fiction award won by "Tower Gate" abroad. If nothing else happens, your two books will be translated into seven languages ​​before the end of the year and sold to dozens of countries overseas."

"Congratulations."

Wen Xia handed the trophy to Song Qingyou with both hands in a ceremonial manner.

A few days ago, she was going to talk to Song Qingyou about this matter, but she never got in touch with him.

Fortunately, Song Qingyou had already stated in the contract regulations that the copyright of the book belonged to Song Qingyou, but the publishing and sales issues were solely handled by the publishing house.

Song Qingyou took the trophy and rubbed the words on the base.

"The Charles Award...for the best novella of the year..."

Charles is the founder of modern science fiction novels in Blue Star. It is not an exaggeration to say that the novel award named after him is the highest award for science fiction novels.

No wonder Wenxia wanted her to continue writing science fiction novels.

Song Qingyou actually never thought that she would receive such a big award, so it was impossible not to be excited.

Jiang Zhihan noticed her change in mood, jumped onto the coffee table, and stared at the few lines of words on the trophy base without blinking.

Wenxia saw the way she clutched the trophy and joked:

"Who told you not to be here the past few days? Otherwise, you could have gone to receive the award in person."

"How many science fiction writers want to win this award, but you haven't gone there in person... You don't know how shocked the people at the scene were. They were even more surprised than when they found out you were only twenty years old."

Fortunately, this kind of grand prize does not stipulate that the winner must be present in person.

Song Qingyou smiled, she could imagine that scene.

"The members of the award committee seemed to like your book very much, and they asked me a lot about it."

"They said that the science fiction content you wrote was very detailed, as if you had lived in a science fiction world... It was very impressive."

Song Qingyou had to sigh, these writers in the field of science fiction are really keen.

Wen Xia also wanted to sigh that it was a pity that Song Qingyou would not continue writing science fiction. Unexpectedly, just when she opened her mouth, her phone rang.

She was always very busy at work, so she couldn't waste any more time. She got up and said goodbye to Song Qingyou, then left in a hurry.

Song Qingyou put the trophy into the glass cabinet, turned to look at her cat, and couldn't help but poke the cat's little head:

"Those science fiction writers have really keen intuition, Zhizhi, don't you think so?"

A question mark popped up in Jiang Zhihan's head

——What does Song Qingyou mean by this?

- Paranoia?

He watched Song Qingyou walk into the kitchen, and there seemed to be nothing strange about her. He just felt that he should study the two books written by the other party.

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Two days before the third episode of "All Professional Challenge" was broadcast.

Lin Xuyang took the initiative to contact Song Qingyou.

"Youzi want to come to the company to have a look? The logistics company registration process has been completed. The address is on the 14th to 21st floors of Huaxin Business Building on Huaxin Road. The investment company will be opened on the 22nd floor to the top floor."

Song Qingyou was a little surprised: "The procedure was completed so quickly? Have you contacted the assistant? Also, how is the connection with the laboratory of University A?"

"There is no shortage of funds, and the procedures will certainly be completed quickly."

Lin Xuyang replied, "Assistant Fang said that Mr. Jiang will only focus on investment for the time being, and will come back to him when there are problems that need to be solved... As for the rest, we will discuss it in person. Are you free recently?"

Song Qingyou said while looking at the schedule, "Tomorrow...morning, what do you think?"

"Morning? I might have something to do in the morning... What are you going to do in the afternoon? Filming? Or filming a show?"

"I'm going to star in a play this afternoon."

"Drama..." Lin Xuyang thought for a moment and asked, "Am I honored to watch a live performance?"

"I'll see you then... I'll ask Sister Lan to give you a ticket."

"Um."