Before Zhang Yang could answer this obvious thing, Wang Qiyuan saw his expression and asked, "Did you remember?"

Zhang Yang nodded, "Just guessing that I might be classmates with her daughter."

Wang Qiyuan glanced at him with a gossip on his face, but he didn't talk about this matter anymore, and instead talked about the main things.

Zhang Yang has already viewed the contract, only two pages, and there are not many terms, so he couldn't find any fault, so he simply signed the letter.

Then there is the issue of online serialization. Wang Qiyuan proposed to ensure that the articles and magazines are leading twice. Zhang Yang suggested changing the update time. The Literature Journal was released every Saturday, and the online update will be next Monday, and the content of the previous chapter was updated.

In other words, if the article will be serialized to the eighth chapter this Saturday, the seventh chapter will be updated on the Internet next Monday.

The Internet serialization is a share agreement, the contract is ready, and Zhang Yang also signed it after confirmation.

His birthday is next month, but the date of birth registered on his ID card is several months earlier, so he is already an adult and the signature can take effect.

The matter was done, Zhang Yang drank two cups of tea, then said goodbye and left. Wang Qiyuan asked Xiaoshi to see him go. This time, Zhang Yang did not refuse, got off the car at the entrance of the community, and then turned to the Internet cafe.

Perhaps considering that he has been very serious in studying music theory recently, Luo Shen did not raise the price this time and helped him study for free. Zhang Yang naturally would not refuse. He probably used it, and the keyboard in the Internet cafe is quite easy.

After all, the hands of this body were not as hard as the previous life. After almost no stopping, Zhang Yang's fingers were called home by his mother. He felt sour and very uncomfortable, so he had to go back with a crutch while practicing Nine Yin White Bone Grasp.

When he got home, the 50,000 yuan of the first six chapters of the novel had already arrived. Fang Qianxue once wondered if she had made a mistake on the cold window. She verified from her son and learned that the royalties had increased to 500,000 yuan, and then she calculated it briefly. Even after deducting taxes, her son could get more than 450,000 yuan in this novel. The couple were a little confused.

Zhang Yang struck while the iron was hot and suggested that the environment in the Internet cafe was not good and wanted to buy a computer. Fang Qianxue hesitated and agreed.

When Zhang Wei learned about this, he immediately clamored to go buy it tonight. Zhang Yang was also a little moved. The brother and sister persuaded their parents to walk into the Kunlun store near their home in the sunset.

Zhang Yang's computer knowledge in his previous life has no use in details, but the priority of processors, memory, motherboards, power supplies is still clear, and after the idea of ​​buying a computer, he also has some understanding.

After coming to the specialty store, Zhang Yang unexpectedly found that the clerk here was not very scammed and clearly marked the price. However, the price of the machine is indeed more expensive than assembly, but considering the after-sales service and appearance, it is within the acceptance range.

It will definitely take a long time to buy a computer at home. From the perspective of Zhang Yang's future life, he naturally looked down on the entry-level configuration. Fang Qianxue took everything in his eyes and finally made a decision to buy the computer that Zhang Yang had been nostalgic for the longest time for nearly 6,000 yuan.

The computer will be delivered to your home the next day. On the way back, Zhang Yang realized that there was no internet yet, so he had to turn it to the operator to apply for broadband. Fortunately, computers are now popular and broadband is also lowering prices. He has been directly charged for two years, less than 800 yuan a year.

Although Fang Qianxue felt distressed, she was still very pleased to see Zhang Yang and Zhang Wei’s faces full of joy.

When the computer and broadband were installed, it was already July 19th. Zhang Yang went to the library that afternoon and borrowed two more books. When he got home, his parents were not there. Zhang Wei and Tang Yanqi were playing with computers in the study, shouting.

He put the book down, then picked it up, carried it to the study room, and saw the two sitting next to the computer, playing a game with a picture similar to a kart.

When Tang Yanqi saw him, she smiled sweetly, and the dimples on her left cheek appeared again, and she whispered: "Hello, senior."

When Zhang Wei saw him holding a book in his hand, he said strangely: "Do you really want to learn music?"

Tang Yanqi didn't know what to think when she heard this, her face seemed to turn red, and she turned to stare at the computer screen.

"Of course, if I don't learn music, it will be a loss to this world."

After Zhang Yang said that, he ignored his sister's booing, waved his hand, turned around and left the study, "You guys keep playing, I'll go read."

He now has a relatively comprehensive understanding of basic music theory, but there is still a gap between reaching the level of originality, but it is not realistic to create out of thin air. Zhang Yang began to think about how to talk to his mother and want to buy two musical instruments.

Tang Yanqi did not have dinner at Zhang Yang's house. He said that there were elderly people waiting at home and said goodbye politely.

At the dinner table, Zhang Shouyi and Fang Qianxue talked about Tang Yanxi. In his words, he liked this well-behaved and sensible student, saying that she was beautiful, sensible and polite, and was serious and not arrogant. Zhang Wei should learn from others and look like a girl, otherwise he would never find a husband's family if he grows up.

After dinner, Zhang Yang remembered something: The Legend of the Condor Heroes will start serializing tomorrow!

He remembered that there was a book friend of his own in the hospital, so he went back to the room, found the phone number left by the old man on bed 39, and dialed it over.

The phone rang several times, and then it was connected, and a clear and pleasant girl's voice sounded like a spring water, with a casual tone: "Hey, who?"

Zhang Yang didn't confirm that he was not wrong and then called, and then he realized a problem as soon as he was about to speak.

He didn't know what the old man should call him, and he couldn't confirm what the girl had to answer the phone had to do with the old man. What should he say?

"Hello."

Zhang Yang first politely started the show, and quickly thought about how to speak.

"Hello." The girl's clear voice showed a little boredom or helplessness, but she still responded politely.

Zhang Yang said quickly: "Let me explain the situation first. I was hospitalized some time ago. An old man in the same ward gave me this phone number and asked me to call this number to find him. May I ask... Isn't it wrong?"

"No."

The girl responded and then shouted, "Grandpa, look for you."

Zhang Yang didn't hear the response, and the girl who was like a clear spring said again: "Please wait a moment."

"OK."

Zhang Yang was waiting quietly, muttering in his heart that he actually had a granddaughter... What a cliché plot... But I like it!

The old man's voice soon came from his phone: "Hey?"

Zhang Yang said: "My grandpa, it's me, bed 37, are you discharged from the hospital?"

"I was just discharged from the hospital yesterday. How are your feet?"

The two patients were pregnant for a while, and Zhang Yang said: "I call you, one is to greet you, and the other is to thank you. It was not your guidance at the beginning, I might not dare to submit a novel."

The old man smiled and said, "I haven't seen each other for a few days. Are you talking so politely? Has the novel been published?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "No, to be honest, the novel is called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". It is serialized in the Hanchuang Literature Journal and will be released tomorrow. The first two episodes of the first issue will be serialized. If you have time, please give it a palm. If there is something bad about writing, I will revise it in the future."

"Don't, I can only watch it, but I won't give any comments. The first two episodes of the first episode will be better, otherwise I'll not have seen more than I have seen..."

Zhang Yang chatted with the old man for a while, then hung up the phone and continued reading.

On the other end, in the rather spacious and atmospheric living room, the old man sat on the wooden sofa and put down the phone. He had already guessed who it was when he heard his words and asked, "Is that student?"

Although the old man was discharged from the hospital, he had to rest like Zhang Yang. His legs and feet were inconvenient, so he sat there and nodded, "Well, tell me that the novel will be published tomorrow, and in the Journal of Hancang Literature..."

Chu Yu, who moved to his grandmother, said in surprise: "The novel? The person who called me wrote it? How old is he?"

The old man said: "I am only in my second year of high school and at the age of 18. The novel he wrote is serialized in the Hanchuang Literature Journal. Let's see you again?"

"whispering sound"

Chu Yu curled his lips, "A martial arts novel? I can write such old stories."

The old man glared at her and said, "You write it to me?"

"I don't want to write!"

Chu Yu raised his chin and looked disdainful, "No one reads it after writing it. The martial arts novel has long been gone, and only you old people are still reading it."

The old man seemed to want to poke his granddaughter's smooth forehead twice, and scolded with saliva: "That's better than you! I won't go to college well, so I signed up for a dance academy. Do you want to dance specifically for people in the future?"

"What's wrong? Dancing is also self-reliance. It's better to spend money on your family?"

"It's better to squander!"

The old man seemed to be saying something, but after swallowing it, Chu Yu understood at first glance and curled his lips: "You want to say that you are embarrassed, right? Don't worry, my father, my mother and grandfather have said it eight hundred times, and it can't hurt my self-esteem."

The old man sighed, "Your parents and grandpa are also doing your own good..."

"Oh, if you nag like this, I'll run away?"

"Your uncle is not at home, where else can you go?"
Chapter completed!