In the two days on Sunday, Wu Neng finally relentlessly and cut nearly 30 manuscripts, leaving only 19 copies of the final draft. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On Monday, Wu Neng found the head teacher Yang Guangrong, and the two went to the printing factory together, this factory is about three miles away from the school, not far from the township government, this factory is responsible for the printing task of the entire Jianglan Township, but most of the machines inside are eighty years old, and there are even old machines in the seventies.

Even so, Wu Neng also saw the numb worker's expression, which can be regarded as a national enterprise, but Wu Neng knows that if this kind of enterprise is not reformed, it will survive for a few years at most, and after 2000 years, these backward enterprises will eventually become the dust of history!

Yang Guangrong took Wu Neng to the factory office, there were two people sitting in the office, a middle-aged man and a young man in his twenties, after hearing Yang Guangrong's explanation, the middle-aged man nodded and said wait a minute, let Yang Guangrong and Wu Neng wait in the office, Wu Neng didn't understand the printing industry, so he chatted casually with the young man, this chat, Wu Neng knew that the middle-aged man was the factory director, and the young man called the middle-aged man his cousin, and it seemed that he also came in by relationship.

The young man's surname is Ding, his name is Ding Zihua, he is less than twenty years old, nineteen years old, he has been working here since graduating from junior high school, and he has been working for almost five years, although the age difference between the two is still a few years old, but Wu Neng's heart is much older than Ding Zihua, and there is no obstacle to communication between the two, Wu Neng saw that there was also a Jin Yong's novel "Blue Blood Sword" on the desk, Wu Neng looked at it with a smile and said: You also like to read martial arts novels.

Ding Zihua replied with a smile: Yes, I have liked to read martial arts novels since junior high school, and now there is no entertainment, just read novels to pass the time, and the factory is not very busy, saying that, he walked to the drawer, opened it, and the drawer was full of more than a dozen books.

Hey, now I've read these books back and forth several times, and I can't buy the new books written by those masters now, Ding Zihua is a little complaining!

Wu Neng smiled and took out the draft of his magazine, took out all the five chapters he had rewritten in the first five chapters of Zhuxian and the five chapters written in the back, handed them to Ding Zihua, and said: This is what I wrote, you see, in addition, there are other martial arts novels in our school magazine, but what I wrote is a little different from the traditional martial arts novels, you can help guide me.

Ding Zihua took the draft a little unexpectedly, started reading the first chapter, opened the first chapter casually, and after a few minutes, Ding Zihua's expression became serious, and his eyes looked at the handwriting word by word.

Zhu Xian's novel has been detached from the traditional martial arts, it can only be said that it is a Xianxia novel dressed in the coat of martial arts, most of the traditional martial arts are already the top masters, and the Xianxia fantasy novel, has been able to fly away, in fact, China has also had Xianxia novels before, masterpieces: Shushan Swordsman Biography and the like, this kind of novel is similar to the traditional martial arts novel, but the feeling is completely different, the feeling of traditional martial arts is like a village where everyone compares and compares, and when it comes to the Xianxia fantasy novel, it has included the whole world and earth。

Zhang Xiaofan, the protagonist of Zhuxian, is mediocre, honest and kind, not good at words, dull and wooden, longing for love, this kind of hanging/ Silk character is also the character of the vast majority of ordinary young people, very substitutional, the beginning of Zhu Xian is also very exciting, although the first ten chapters are tens of thousands of words, but Ding Zihua Hui looked at it attentively for more than 20 minutes, and has not finished reading, at this time, the director of Ding who went out finally came back, originally Wu Neng's magazine was typeset and printed according to the number of pages of the school magazine, but in fact, in the end, Wu Neng found that forty pages was not enough, and finally found another version of 76 pages.

Wu Neng's Zhuxian is the beginning of the magazine, only the first three chapters are published, the beginning is the martial arts version, and Zhou Kai's magical Zhou Shaoxia also published three chapters, the whole magazine on two martial arts occupy almost twenty pages of space, the rest are the works of other students, there are short essays, and novellas, basically Wu Neng's best works, of course, this is considered to be the best in Wu Neng's forty-year-old experience, as for the Fu does not meet the taste of other students, Wu Neng has never known, although Wu Neng is very excited, but he has no confidence at all, he feels that this magazine is nondescript, hey, so far, there is no wayThe price of a 76-page magazine is 3.8 yuan a copy.

This is still a black and white layout, there is no color, Wu Neng feels that it is ridiculously expensive, and the factory still needs 500 copies to print, this is still for the sake of the school's face, why the school used to print 100 copies of the school magazine? The reason is naturally because of that, basically the layout is almost the same, basically there is no need to change anything, anyway, Wu Neng does not know much about printing.

500 magazines cost 1,900 yuan, and Wu Nengjiayanzi's belongings are only about 1,200 yuan.

Five hundred is five hundred, negotiate with the factory to pay 1,000 first and pay 900 next month, Yang Guangrong didn't ask Wu Neng if he could pay it off, so he gave a guarantee, after it was done, the teacher and student were ready to leave, Ding Zihua saw Wu Neng, and asked excitedly: Who wrote this novel of yours, and what about the back? Why is it not?

Wu Neng was in a bad mood at this time, and he was still a little bored, sighing and said: I wrote this, I am preparing to make a school magazine and publish it, you help me to check the quality, and I will give you a copy then.

Ding Zihua took a few steps in the room with the draft, turned to Wu Neng and said: I see that you have printed a novel to sell it, you see how popular the martial arts novels on those bookstalls are.

Wu Neng felt that this was completely out of track with his original intention, and he just wanted to start a school magazine to test the water, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars, and martial arts novels could really be done, but he only thought about it later.

It's really annoying to have no money, Wu Neng was a little depressed, and Wu Neng didn't answer Ding Zihua's question.

Ding Zihua's face changed, he walked to Wu Neng's side, and whispered to Wu Neng: Why don't we cooperate, I know some bookstall owners, and I also know some booksellers who are engaged in piracy, you sell your novel to those booksellers, I will negotiate the price, I estimate, at least a few thousand.

Wu Neng didn't react, just kidding, he worked hard to steal the founding classics of the later generations, and sold them for thousands of yuan, but he was still a reborn person.

Seeing that Wu Neng didn't react, Ding Zihua said helplessly: Even if you print it now, who will you sell it to? How many of the current middle school students have the money to buy your magazines, and you won't die at a loss!

Wu Neng was also helpless, he didn't think about making money in the first school magazine, he just wanted to play, try the water, and find something for himself, not to mention that he was still interested in this matter.

Wu Neng said in a deep voice: You talk to your uncle, next time I will find your factory to cooperate and print a batch of special martial arts magazines, how about you give me a cheaper price?

Ding Zihua smiled and agreed painfully!