Chapter 73: Publishing a Book (Seeking First Subscription)

Unlike the pair of Liu Ye and Zhao Wei, the group of Zeng Li and Chen Minghao went very smoothly. The two performed a couple having a conflict. Chen Minghao was annoyed and pushed Zeng Li, and she fell down smoothly. Just as she was sick and pale, she took advantage of this uncomfortable feeling and cried out, which was very relevant to the topic.

In Wu Yuchen's view, in terms of thematic performance, they were already quite good among so many groups.

After the exam ended, everyone started to disperse one after another.

However, Chang Li looked for Zeng Li. After all, she had rushed over from the hospital to take the exam with a sick body, so as a teacher, she had to come over to show some concern no matter what.

"Teacher Chang, I'm much better."

"Zeng Li, I see your complexion is still not right; you still have to rest well."

"Hmm, thank you for your concern, Teacher Chang."

At this time, Chang Li turned her head and asked Wu Yuchen: "Young man, how should I address you?"

"My name is Wu Yuchen."

Chang Li felt the name sounded familiar, but didn't think much about it, and asked with a smile:

"You watched for so long just now; are you interested in performance? Do you want to enter our Central Academy of Drama?"

This question stunned Wu Yuchen for a moment, and he was surprised: "Uh, Teacher, isn't the exam over?"

Chang Li said with a smile: "The exam in the Beijing area is over, but our exam area in Bincheng, Northeast, hasn't started yet. If you are interested, you can prepare to try it and sign up there when the time comes."

This reminded Wu Yuchen that it seemed Qin Hailu was admitted in the Bincheng exam area.

Seeing that Chang Li really took a fancy to him, Wu Yuchen hurriedly explained:

"Teacher Chang, thank you for your love, but I am actually from the director class of the Tao Jingying Academy."

This really surprised Chang Li. Then she remembered something and asked:

"Are you that freshman who won the Berlin Jin Xiong for Best Short Film?"

Wu Yuchen nodded and said modestly: "Just lucky, just lucky."

"Hi, so it was you who shot it. I watched that *Bus 44* of yours; it was shot well. You don't need to be modest!" Chang Li waved her hand and said with a smile.

After Wu Yuchen won the Jin Xiong for short film, there was no shortage of boasting at the Tao Jingying Academy, and the Central Academy of Drama naturally looked for it to study. Therefore, there were very few people in the two schools who hadn't seen his short film now.

Beside her, Zeng Li saw that even Teacher Chang praised Wu Yuchen so much, and in her heart, she felt admiration and worship, and also felt sweet.

Now Chang Li also extinguished the idea just now, and gave Zeng Li another instruction, telling her to rest her body well after going back, and not to let her cultural studies fall behind. Although the score line for art candidates is low, they still have to pass the line.

Looking at Teacher Chang, who was painstakingly teaching her, Zeng Li felt a little guilty in her heart. Because if she could pass both the Central Academy of Drama and the Tao Jingying Academy, she would definitely go to the Tao Jingying Academy in the end. Who let Wu Yuchen be at the Tao Jingying Academy?

The doctor said Zeng Li didn't need to be hospitalized anymore and could go back and take medicine to recover slowly. After Wu Yuchen sent Zeng Li back to the hostel in the afternoon, he returned home.

After Zhou Shulan returned, seeing that her son had cooked quite a few dishes, and going to the kitchen to take a look, she also cooked a pot of porridge, she couldn't help but complain: "Serving your girlfriend is more diligent than serving your mom!"

"My mom, I only cooked that porridge for her; it didn't take much effort. Aren't all these dishes on the table still cooked for you to eat?"

"Count you as having a bit of conscience."

After sitting at the dining table, Zhou Shulan couldn't help but ask again:

"Is she from Beijing?"

"No, she just came to take the university exam."

"When did you start? How did you start a long-distance relationship?"

"Mom, you're doing it again..."

Wu Yuchen shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice and wanted to get up to pick up the thermal bucket and go out.

"Chenchen, stop. Stay at home tonight; you are not allowed to do anything foolish!"

"Mom, what are you thinking? She's still sick!"

"You would do it if she wasn't sick?!"

Wu Yuchen patted his forehead and said speechlessly:

"Sigh, Mom, I've been led around by you! Set your heart at ease; our relationship is still very pure, and I have a sense of proportion."

At this time, Wu Jianping, who had been silent, spoke:

"Chenchen, wait a moment, the book is out."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yuchen's spirit was lifted: "Really?"

Wu Jianping got up and took out three brand-new novels from his bag. Wu Yuchen hurriedly picked one up—a brand-new red cover, with a color-fading halo in the middle, a red five-pointed star in the very center, and the book title "Bright Sword" written in two large characters beside the halo. The last vertical stroke of the word "Sword" was very long, as if it were really a sword.

Looking at the finished book in his hand, Wu Yuchen couldn't help but reveal a smile.

He had proposed this novel several months ago. After finishing it at the end of last year, he specifically read it once. It could finally be considered to have come out until now.

Wu Yuchen flipped through the book and revealed a smile, then asked: "Dad, has our book been released?"

"It's not that fast; distribution will take more than half a month. Our unit is quite optimistic and printed 100,000 copies, temporarily selling them in Beijing and several nearby areas."

Wu Yuchen didn't have any depressed emotions after hearing this. After understanding it last year, he knew he had thought too simply. The process of making money from books is quite long, and market fermentation will take another few months. In this era, there are few dissemination channels and no marketing means. Some good books even take more than a year for sales to slowly pick up.

Fortunately, he had already made money from the short film, so he calmed his mind about this matter and temporarily treated it as hoarding copyrights.

Then Wu Yuchen took the book and the thermal bucket and went out.

At the hostel, Zeng Li had moved around quite a bit outside today, so she was embarrassed to let Wu Yuchen feed her again. Although she was only drinking bland white porridge, she was still very happy.

After drinking, seeing Wu Yuchen flipping through a book, she curiously leaned over: "What book is this?"

Wu Yuchen smiled and handed the book to her: "Brought it for you to pass the time; you'll be bored staying here alone."

After Zeng Li took the book, she looked at the cover carefully and flipped inside. A moment later, her face was confused, and she leaned the book toward Wu Yuchen and asked: "This author..."

At this time, she flipped to the author's introduction column. The pen name was "Father and Son Soldiers on the Battlefield," which Wu Yuchen had jokingly said back then. The introduction wrote Wu Yuchen and Wu Jianping, and then wrote that the two worked together to create it, and so on. Wu Jianping firmly put his son's name before his own. He didn't care what others thought; anyway, he knew clearly that this story was his son's.

Looking at the curious, surprised, and uncertain look on Zeng Li's face, Wu Yuchen couldn't help but nod:

"This is me, the one behind is my dad, back then..."

The more Zeng Li listened, the more surprised she was, and the more she admired him. She didn't doubt at all that this was fake.

After all, Wu Yuchen could win the Berlin Jin Xiong, which already proved that he was a very talented person. Was it strange to be able to write a novel?

At the same time, Zeng Li gently touched the book in her hand and couldn't help but have fantasies. She had eaten the food his mother cooked, and now she had received the book he and his father wrote together. Did this count as integrating into their family?

Thinking of this, her face couldn't help but turn red. ===== CHAPTER 74 =====