Chapter 185 185 Versailles of Our Own People

Chapter 185 185. Our own Versailles

Imperial capital.

Wanhe Garden.

The temperature is gradually rising, and some heat-intolerant grass flowers on the terrace have gradually begun to wilt.

Lu Chuan got up early in the morning and moved them one by one to a shaded place against the wall, hoping to maintain a longer life.

Among them is a pot of poached eggs and straw chrysanthemums, which is his favorite.

Since it was transplanted last September, its flowers have never withered. Green leaves, white waxy petals, yellow flower centers...

The flowers will bloom shyly when watered, and if the flowers are picked off, there will be no change in a year or so without any treatment.

But at this moment, with the temperature occasionally rising to 25 degrees, its condition is already very bad.

When the editor Yunfeng arrived, he was using flower scissors to trim all the flower branches into a small bamboo wicker basket, and then placed the vine orchids on the coffee table nearby.

Yunfeng sat there, looking at the fresh and tender flowers, and couldn't help but look at him with some worry:

"Don't you care most about your flowers and plants? Why do you just cut them all off?"

The entire flower pot was cut bare.

Lu Chuan downplayed it: "Cultures and flowers cannot withstand high temperatures."

Then he asked him: "Tea or honey water?"

This is a strange question!

Yunfeng laughed: "I'm an old man and I don't know how to deal with hangovers. What kind of honey water should I drink? Tea, just tea."

Lu Chuan said "hmm" and opened the refrigerator.

But for some reason, Yunfeng always felt that he looked unhappy.

But then I thought about it: It shouldn’t be!

When we chatted two days ago, I felt quite stable. Why did I suddenly feel unhappy?

While I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of water flowing.

He sniffed: "This tea smells so good!"

Lu Chuan was pouring tea for him when he heard this and said, "It was given by someone else."

He was wearing light gray home clothes, and a pure cotton and soft pullover was worn loosely on his body. The sleeves were slightly rolled up, showing off his thin and strong forearms.

Because he had not seen the sun for a long time, the inside of his wrist took on a cold white color, and the cyan blood vessels inside could be vaguely seen.

From this angle, he looked flawless, even handsome, and his bookish look was particularly outstanding.

but……

When he walked towards the sofa with the teacup in hand, the vague scars on his temples and cheekbones extended from his ears to his neck, making his whole body look like white jade with flaws, which made people even more heartbroken.

Thinking of this, Yunfeng also sighed secretly.

Lu Chuan had never entertained guests at his home before. When they met, they would either make appointments at nearby restaurants or food stalls in the streets and alleys.

But since he was in a semi-disfigured state, he probably never left the community again, right?

He is still in the recovery period and even eating out is troublesome. Therefore, when Yunfeng wanted to meet and chat, Lu Chuan gave him his home address for the first time.

Now look at this house again——

Clean and minimalist. Except for the flowers and plants that can be seen everywhere, everything is in order, making people feel relaxed just looking at it.

It's just that... for a single man's home, it seems a little too clean.

The tea cup was placed in front of him, and the fragrance hit his face, making him instantly forget the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and he only said deeply intoxicated:

“It smells so good!”

Lu Chuan also sat down, and now he was slowly stroking the leaves of the pile of flowers, one by one, very carefully.

No one spoke in the room for a while, and Yunfeng didn't react until he was halfway through drinking the tea.

"I almost forgot. This is your copyright contract. Just take a look at it and sign it if there are no problems."

Lu Chuan looked at the folder, and then asked, "I didn't agree to the meal. Did the copyright negotiation go smoothly?"

He just gave a price, and the rest was negotiated by the website, and he didn't care about it anymore later.

Yunfeng snorted: "If you didn't agree to eat, the price will never go up again. But it's quite fair. If you don't want to eat, just eat it. It's not appropriate for you, a golden single, to eat with others casually." "

It's an understatement, but I must have lost a lot of hair.

He has been writing for ten years, and Yunfeng has always been his editor. I was a newcomer back then, and Yunfeng was also a new editor in the industry.

Now, Lu Chuan is a well-known writer and Yunfeng has also taken the position of editor-in-chief.

Lu Chuan smiled, and the small mole became more and more sincere as his brows widened: "Thank you for your hard work. I will give you a pound of tea later, and two bottles of honey for the family."

Yunfeng instantly remembered whether he had just asked whether to drink tea or honey: "Okay, you have good things at home!"

"This tea..." He picked up the cup and said cautiously, "I'm afraid it's not cheap."

He had previously accompanied his partners and drank tens of thousands of pounds of tea, but it was still inferior to this tea. This gift is indeed a bit expensive.

"It's not that exaggerated."

Lu Chuan's expression was gentle:

"For my friend's own tea, I only charged the cost price. Returning readers will also be given away in the lottery."

When it came to this matter, Yunfeng didn't refuse anymore, and just asked again:

"It's been half a month since you finished your last book. What about your new book? Do you have any plans?"

Yes, this is the focus of his visit today! The copyright contract has been signed, and once the funds are in place, the promotion process can begin again.

When the time comes, no new book will receive this kind of popularity, which makes me feel heartbroken just thinking about it.

In the era of big data, writing a book also requires the right time, right place, and right people.

When talking about his job, Lu Chuan's smile deepened:

"I've been in good spirits recently and have written a part at home. You choose a time and I can publish it at any time."

After drinking this tea, I feel refreshed and my mind is clear, but I can't sleep at night if I drink tea at night.

He often forgets about this and can't sleep at night, so he has to get up and work hard.

Now, it's only been half a month since the last book was completed, and the new book has 100,000 manuscripts. This was impossible before!

Yunfeng instantly became excited: "What's the subject of the new book?"

At the same time, he couldn't wait to chatter:

"Now all the major websites are imitating your last book, and there are countless people following the trend to get attention. It's a pity that they don't have your writing skills and can't support such a grand and complete world structure and logical chain."

Lu Chuan wrapped the flowers he had sorted with wire and answered nonchalantly:

"Those who learn from me will live, and those who imitate me will die."

Of course, this sentence was said arrogantly, but it was actually his self-criticism:

"Each of my worlds is linked, there are too many foreshadowings, and the lines are buried too deep. Reading the book requires brains and is very laborious. The opening is not hot enough, and the whole text is not exciting... According to the writing style of the three golden chapters of the popular online articles, it is estimated that it will be difficult to sign a contract."

However, because it was rated as "American drama rhythm" by the industry, it is easier to sell the film and television copyright.

Yunfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We are one of us, and you are still Versailles!"

Tonight is over!