Tang Chen handed the paper bag in his hand to the sixth uncle, which contained a manuscript fee of 120,000 words and 24,000 Hong Kong dollars. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Tang Chen has taken the MX potion, and there is no need to buy medicinal herbs for the time being. But last time, the sixth uncle didn't ask for the 100,000, saying that he exchanged his life for it.

The sixth uncle didn't shirk this time, took the Hong Kong dollar, and said, "I'll go save money first, and I'll make your favorite soup in the evening." ”

When he got home, Tang Chen picked up the pen and continued to write. He didn't write a word in the past few days, and the 70,000 manuscripts he handed over were still written before the accident.

He decided that in the future, he would spare two hours a day to write Zhu Xian, and with his hand speed, 16,000 in two hours would not be a problem, far exceeding the number of words published in the newspaper every day.

Oriental Daily is worthy of being the No. 1 newspaper in Hong Kong in terms of sales. On the second day, in every Oriental Daily in Hong Kong, the classic at the beginning of Zhu Xian appeared.

"What is this? Xianxia? What bullshit doesn't make sense? ”

Xiangjiang people are very superstitious, see the propaganda slogan of Zhuxian, there is no immortal in this world, but since ancient times, human beings have seen the world around them, all kinds of strange things, lightning and thunder, storms and rains, and natural disasters and man-made disasters, countless casualties, grief and sorrow, by no means human power, can resist. Then I thought that above the nine heavens, there were all kinds of gods, and under the nine shadows, it was also the place where the ghosts returned, the hall of Yama. So the saying of the gods has been passed down to the world. Countless human people sincerely bowed to the various gods they imagined to create, prayed for blessings and grievances, and the incense was prosperous... They all scolded.

Of course, there are also people who have the pen name Tang Chen, who expressed their interest in this subject matter, which made them think of the legend of Shushan, but such people are only a few.

However, when the Oriental Daily announced that the author of Zhuxian was a fifteen-year-old boy, the situation turned one-sided, "That kid from the Ma family really hit the street, and he wants to bankrupt the Oriental Daily, right?" Writing a novel at fifteen, just kidding! also offered two hundred words per thousand, writing novels is so easy to make money, I'll go too! ”

Some people even said that they would boycott Oriental Daily from now on. By the end of the week, the sales of Oriental Daily were 10,000 fewer than usual.

At the headquarters of Sing Tao Daily, Editor-in-Chief Fan sat in an office chair, looking out the window, and a fluke rose in his heart, "Fortunately, Zhuo Feng's old boy intervened that day, otherwise it would be me who was unlucky today, but look at what he will do this time, the Ma family is not a virgin." ”

At the headquarters of Oriental Daily, Editor-in-Chief Zhuo stood in a luxurious office, sweating profusely at a middle-aged man holding a stack of paperbooks, "I'm sorry boss, I'll submit my resignation later." "Facing this man, Editor-in-Chief Zhuo is not afraid, this is a member of the Ma family, and the Ma family is a famous black family. The two founders of Oriental Daily fled to Taiwan because of trafficking.

The middle-aged man raised his head, as if he didn't know what he was saying, and asked, "Oh? What did you do wrong? ”

"The lack of acquaintance has caused the group's sales to decline." When Editor-in-Chief Zhuo saw him like this, his upper and lower teeth trembled involuntarily.

At this moment, the man did not answer immediately, which made Chief Zhuo even more frightened.

After half a ring, the man closed the book and laughed: "Editor-in-chief Zhuo, you did a good job this time." ”

"Boss, please let me go, I have an old ...... What the? Editor-in-Chief Zhuo blurted out the words of begging for mercy, and then he was stunned, and the man actually laughed, isn't that okay.

The man patted the bound paper on his hand and said, "Yes, this Zhuxian is really good, Chief Zhuo, you are not only right, but also meritorious, as for the decrease in sales, when Zhuxian becomes popular, it will naturally rise back." Okay, you're ready to put Zhuxian on the shelves tomorrow! ”

Editor-in-chief Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and secretly called for a life.

Early Monday morning, when there were still few pedestrians on the streets of Xiangjiang, trucks drove from the Oriental Daily printing factory to all parts of Hong Kong.

"Uncle Liu, an Oriental Daily."

Outside a newsstand in Sai Kung, a young man with blonde hair handed his boss six Hong Kong dollars.

The owner of the newsstand gave him a newspaper in a neat way, "Dashan, didn't you say that you would boycott the Oriental Daily?" So why buy it? ”

The yellow-haired young man Dashan quickly turned to the column of Zhu Xian, "Throw him old man black!" I'm here to see what kind of novel fifteen-year-old Xiao Po Street can write. The signing fee can catch up with Ni Kuang. ”

Ni Kuang in the 80s was really powerful, the Wesley series was filmed and filmed, and a newcomer took the same salary as him, which naturally aroused the red eyes of some people.

There are many people with the same mind as this old boy named Dashan, and this scene is also being staged all over Hong Kong.

Looking at the cursing around, the citizens of Oriental Daily and Tang Chen's stupidity, Li Zi held her mouth, if Tang Chen hadn't pulled her, she would have rushed up to reason with people.

Tang Chen pinched her Qiong nose, "What can you do if you reason with them, your mouth grows on someone else's body, and you don't allow others to speak!" ”

"But ......"

"Don't be, there's an exam today. Don't do too badly in the exam, you won't be able to be the class president next semester. ”

"Hmph, if I don't do well in the exam, you will have to tutor me every day this holiday."

Li Zi's grades are not very good, and he can be a class president, all of which depends on the hobbies of Hong Kong people and voting. As the first beauty in the school, Li Zi is known as the school flower, plus she has made movies and been the protagonist, so her classmates naturally voted for her as the class president.

"Okay, I'll tutor you."

Although Tang Chen has been picking up Li Zi to school every day for a while, only Li Zi's good sister Zhu Shan, that is, the fat girl, knows the relationship between the two.

So when the two walked into the class holding hands, everyone was stunned.

When everyone reacted, the classroom suddenly exploded. Tang Chen and Li Zi were surrounded by more than a dozen girls, "Chenzai, you have to have a treat, our squad leader has been soaked by you." ”

For Tang Chen, who had just made a fortune, it was naturally not a problem to treat him, and he promised to honor it after the exam, and everyone let the two go.

Tang Chen took out a thick notebook and began to create a great cause, after his efforts in the past few days, counting the one handed over to the Oriental Daily, Zhu Xian already has almost 200,000 words, less than one-tenth of which has been completed, he has no intention of revising Zhu Xian, sometimes tragedy is good.

At this time, his tablemate touched him quietly, and whispered: "Tang Chen, be careful, Xu Yun just looked at you wrongly." ”

"It's fine."

Tang Chen just smiled at this, in fact, from the moment he entered the classroom, he had already noticed the poison in Xu Yunshuang's eyes. However, Tang Chen was not surprised that he was like this.

If it were him, the woman he had been pursuing, and threw him into the arms of others, he would probably do everything he could to break up the two of them. Even if you kill the man, you won't hesitate to do it.

(Lao Wang doesn't know the situation of Hong Kong students, so don't worry about what exam is two days, these are minor problems.) ）