Chen Qi touched his nose and wanted to laugh, but was rude. Brother, are you serious? I am all pretending. This is so empathetic. "What a joke!" After a while, He Chengwei wiped his eyes and sighed: "The second half is more exciting. I thought it was all about martial arts, but I didn't expect the relationship between men and women to be so touching. Especially the ending, it's really good. It would be joyful if they were together, but there are some things in life that you can't help yourself with, and this incomplete beauty is endlessly memorable. " hipster! Chen Qi put a label on it, but no one except Wenqing said that. "Nowadays, when pursuing serious literature, almost no one writes popular literature, and even fewer write well. It is really not easy for you to write a popular novel. Our magazine expresses our gratitude for this and hopes that you can contribute for a long time. " "I'm serious. I'm willing to submit articles to you, but I'm not sure about the scale. Do you want to include some stories about feudal superstition?" "for example?"
"Such as Shen Wansan and the Cornucopia." Chen Qi gave a complete summary of the story he had not finished during the day. "A cornucopia? It's not just feudal superstition. This is the corrupt bourgeois idea of getting something for nothing. I suggest you be more conservative." He Chengwei was startled. "What about the scary and scary ones?" "Are there any ghosts or gods?" "No, it's all artificial pretense, or the imagination of a mental patient." He is very familiar with this routine. He has invested in several domestic horror films, which are full of wavy girls who take off their clothes at every turn. Who would be interested in horror when watching a domestic horror film? It's all just a side view. But after hearing this, He Chengwei was confused and asked, "Can you give me an example?" Chen Qi casually told a story, and the other party was stunned for a moment, even a little cold, and his head was like a rattle: "Be conservative, be conservative! Although we engage in popular literature, we cannot ignore boundaries so much." "Then our scope is too small, and there aren't many types of things to write about." "It would be good if you wrote something like "Kapok Kasaya". It has more martial arts content, and even if there are problems, it can be covered up. Is it another type? I just hope that the mind will be liberated faster!" He Chengwei and Chen Qi got along very well and chatted for half the night. He was surprised to find that the other person was better than any "story king" he had ever visited. The one from Chongming Island told more than a dozen stories in one go and was astonished. Although Chen Qi has not told more than a dozen, his understanding of story types, grasp of rhythm, and extremely rich reserve are far superior to others. Just like Shen Wansan's cornucopia, it is inexhaustible. The few words he spat out made people think, this must be a good story. Before coming, the editor-in-chief told me that he would need thousands of dollars to buy horse bones. He Chengwei thought it was enough and said: "We are very happy to give you a remuneration of seven yuan per thousand words. You are a screenwriter, so you should understand the industry situation." "I am a newbie, thank you for your respect, I sincerely thank you!" Chen Qi is well-known in Beijing Film Studio, but not well-known in "Story Club", so naturally he has to thank him. I was also secretly happy, OK, I got my long-term meal ticket!
"Kapok Kasaya" is written about 4,000 words a day, and 50,000 words takes more than ten days, and can earn 350 yuan. According to this standard, ten stories are only 3,500, which does not seem to be cost-effective, but it is relaxing and enjoyable. Because what he planned to write was the plot of the movie, he would revise it and publish it as a novel, which would take no effort on his brain and hands. If the other party wants to do martial arts, then just write about martial arts. I happen to be interested in it too. ………… He Chengwei went back the next day. "Story Club" is a bimonthly publication, starting from January, and the next issue will be published in September. Chen Qi submitted it at the right time. In 1981, "Nanfeng" magazine serialized Liang Yusheng's "The Legend of the White-haired Witch", which was the first time a Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts novel appeared publicly in the mainland. In the same year, "Wulin" magazine briefly serialized Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" , was stopped. Jin Yong's novels were pirated literature throughout the 1980s, and no publishing house was involved in this. It was not until the early 1990s that Jin Yong authorized Sanlian Bookstore to publish a set of authentic complete novels. On the surface it is a copyright issue, but in fact it is a matter of position. The reason why the ban was lifted in the early 1990s was because he resigned as the president of Ming Pao. Then why does Liang Yusheng do it? Liang Yusheng is a leftist and has always had good relations with the mainland... Liang Yusheng and Jin Yong both worked at Hong Kong's "Ta Kung Pao" at the beginning, and the two shared a desk. Now, the first martial arts novel to be published in public after the reform is about to change hands! "Lushan Love" was filmed for a month, and in the blink of an eye it was early September. In the early morning of that day, the lights were brightly lit in the printing factory, and bundles of freshly baked "Story Club" were put on cars and sent to various newspaper outlets and post and telecommunications offices. The current distribution scope of "Story Club" is mainly in the four nearest places: Shanghai, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Anhui. Shanghai train station. There is still some time before the National Day, and the train station is already preparing. This year is the 30th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Every round number must be taken seriously. The red flag was planted, and portraits of the current leaders were hung on the walls, solemn and solemn, just like before. But if you take a closer look at the people coming and going, the subtle decorations on their clothes, the literature and art newspapers that are kept close to hand, and the occasional bold jokes... you can also feel the budding release of desire between the closed and open. "Is there a "Flower City"?" "No!" "Where's Harvest?" "sold out!" "What else?" Liu Wanbao was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and carrying a leather bag. He looked like someone on a business trip and asked in Sichuan dialect. "There's "Story Club"!" "I've never heard of it. How much does it cost?" "Twenty-four cents!"
Liu Wanbao looked at the inconspicuous small magazine with some hesitation. After thinking about it, he decided to buy it, otherwise it would be too boring on the train. He has to go back to Southwest China and have to take a train for more than 40 hours. He bought a copy of "Story Club" and found a seat in the waiting room. I looked at the catalog and saw the huge font: "Kapok Kasaya"! "What is it?" He crossed his legs and looked at it casually. Within a few seconds, he cursed in a low voice unconsciously: "It looks so ridiculous, writing about martial arts!" His eyes suddenly lit up. After a while, he put down his legs, bent forward, held it in his hands and continued to read. In this version of "Kapok Kasaya", in order to highlight the appeal of the text, Chen Qi specially added some martial arts scenes, describing each move, and also included Arhat Fist, Split Kick, Thirty-Six Moves of Big and Small Grasping, and the Deadly Overlord Spear. Such a vulgar title. He found vulgarity unbearable, but now people are entering the new world and are hungry for it. "..." Liu Wanbao remained motionless and observed certain passages repeatedly. For example, when Ding Mo and Lin Ying met for the first time, Lin Yingfang secretly expressed her thoughts: "What a handsome young man, good at skills, and honest in appearance. If they are in love and travel together, wouldn't it be happy? Oh, I am so shameless, how could I think of such a thing..." This kind of woman, no less than Pan Jinlian these days, is enough to make men and women blush with their hearts beating. I don't know how much time passed, but Liu Wanbao slapped his thigh fiercely and cursed: "Haha Muppi! You are cut off here by the labor and management. If you fall off the cliff and die, the labor and management will not be able to sleep!" Anger arose in his heart, and he stood up with all his strength, as if he wanted to curse violently, but in the end he suddenly slapped his head. "It's done!" "Labor and capital are on the train!!!"