Although it was only a little more than 50,000 words, it was almost there, and after printing out the second novel, Tang Xuan took a taxi to the publishing house in Linshi.

Chenguang Press.

The first-class publishing house in Linshi has an important position in Linshi, and it can be ranked even in the whole of China, among which first-class authors who have signed contracts abound.

Tang Xuan looked at it and walked inside.

Chenguang Publishing House is worthy of being a star enterprise in the city, the furnishings in the hall are very simple, just walked into the outline, a smell of sandalwood on the face, makes people feel for a while.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" The front desk saw Tang Xuan and said with a smile.

Tang Xuan smiled and said, "Is the editor-in-chief of your society here?" ”

When the front desk heard this, he said, "Do you have an appointment?" ”

How could Tang Xuan have an appointment, and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but the editor-in-chief is very busy, so if you don't have an appointment, please make an appointment first." The front desk said businessmanlikely.

Tang Xuan was a little stunned, scratched his head, and could only retreat, and said, "Then if you submit it to your society, who should it be handed over?" ”

The front desk was stunned, looked Tang Xuan up and down, looked at his age, and instantly made a definition, he came to try his luck.

Among the outstanding novel authors she has seen, which one is not of the previous age, most of the novels written at Tang Xuan's age have been cut in half, after all, the experience of life is too low to write in-depth novels.

"If you submit your manuscript, you can put it here with me first, and it will be handed over to the editor at that time, and if it is approved, we will notify you by phone." The front desk said with a smile, not looking down on Tang Xuan at all.

Hearing the words of the front desk, Tang Xuan was a little embarrassed, and he only printed a manuscript, if he put it here, he would have to print a copy again. It's not that Tang Xuan lacks this money, but that he's afraid of trouble.

"Thank you so much." Tang Xuan laughed and prepared to go to the next one to contribute.

The front desk smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to come back next time." ”

Tang Xuan hurriedly ran out of the publishing house and wiped the sweat from his forehead, Nima, the front desk is too qualified, so he almost can't stand it, and he feels strange in his heart, do I have masochistic tendencies?

Immediately, he quickly shook his head, a little helpless, but he didn't expect to even see the editor-in-chief of the other party.

Katz~

At this time, a car stopped at the door of the publishing house, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the car, with a smell of books all over his body, and glanced at Tang Xuan strangely, thinking that he was here to get the manuscript, so he didn't care about it and walked towards the hall.

Tang Xuan was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and decided to give up going to talk, he also figured it out, the temple of Chenguang Publishing House is too big, and he is not famous, even if he is valued, there will not be much price to negotiate.

It's just that he was a little disappointed in his heart, adjusted his mentality, and Tang Xuan continued to move towards the next destination.

"I'm sorry, your content is not suitable for our publishing house, and I look forward to the next opportunity to work with you, thank you."

"Your novel, there is still a little bit to see, but there are some things that must be modified, such as the first time you can do without it, even the protagonist has not appeared yet, it is useless to write, and the second time you must delete more than half, if you can, we will sign a contract."

"Very interesting story, no need to modify the content, if you can, sign a contract directly, the price we give you is 15 yuan per thousand words, I don't know what you think?"

What do you think?

Tang Xuan walked out indignantly, a fool would sign it, if Jin Yong knew that the novel he wrote was bought out by Tang Xuan at the price of 15 thousand words, I don't know if he would cross over and strangle Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan went to the first-class publishing houses in the city, either they needed to be revised, or the price did not satisfy him, and he was not even interested in talking about it.

The reason why Tang Xuan was given a very low price was also because Tang Xuan did not have the slightest fame, and his family had a big business, and he didn't care about his novel, if he could buy it, he signed a contract, and if he couldn't buy it, they didn't feel that they would lose anything.

"It seems that we can only find a second-rate publishing house." Tang Xuan sighed and continued towards his next destination.

Streamer Publishing House, compared with the previous publishing house submitted by Tang Xuan, is much worse, but it is different from other publishing houses, there is another industry, newspaper!

Tang Xuan walked into the Streamer Publishing House with the manuscript, and after talking with the front desk for a while, he walked towards the editor-in-chief's office.

Knock knock.

Tang Xuan heard the invitation from the office, so he pushed the door and walked in.

In the office, a thin middle-aged man sat in the boss's chair, with a pair of glasses on his face, looking sven.

"You are?" Editor-in-Chief Liu looked at Tang Xuan who came in and asked puzzledly.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Hello Editor-in-Chief Liu, I'm here to contribute, this is my manuscript." ”

Editor-in-Chief Liu was stunned for a moment and frowned, generally the submissions are not submitted directly to him, but are reviewed by other editors before being handed over to him.

However, Editor-in-Chief Liu didn't say anything, opened the manuscript handed over by Tang Xuan and looked at it, he didn't pay attention to the quality of the novel, browsed it casually, prepared to read it quickly, and then sent Tang Xuan away.

From the first paragraph, Editor-in-Chief Liu was surprised, the sentences were smooth and the description was vivid, but from the perspective of this writing, it could arouse his admiration.

It was also because of this that Editor-in-Chief Liu put away the contempt in his heart a little, slowly browsed it, looked at it, and suddenly found that there was no follow-up, so he put down the manuscript unsatisfied.

Although it was only a little more than 50,000 words, it allowed him to see another world, and he was glad that he didn't look down on Tang Xuan because of his age, just from the writing, he could depict another world, and it was like a real existence.

Moreover, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, the martial arts used by Qiu Chuji opened his eyes and was full of shock, he didn't expect that martial arts could be so gorgeous, and he could still write like this!

Compared with the novels that are still in the green forest, this novel is all classics, and if it works well, it can cause a sensation.

"How many words is this novel?" Editor-in-Chief Liu asked.

When Tang Xuan heard this, he said: "There are more than one million words, a total of fifty times. ”

Editor-in-Chief Liu looked at Tang Xuan in surprise, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect the other party to answer directly in an affirmative tone, didn't he say that he had finished writing?

More than one million words are already novels, and now many novels are not selling well, even if they are written at the beginning of the wonderful and glamorous, but in the later part they gradually can't control the plot, and the more they write, the more they collapse.

Of course, Tang Xuan saw the worry of Editor-in-Chief Liu, and said confidently: "At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, after Zhongliang who lived in seclusion in Niujia Village on the outskirts of Lin'an, Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin's family suffered a catastrophe and were killed by the Southern Song Dynasty government in collusion with Wanyan Honglie, the prince of Jin, and Mrs. Guo Li Ping and Mrs. Yang Bao Xiweak, who were pregnant, also disappeared............"

Tang Xuan slowly said the general plot, of course, he would not summarize all the plots, but only said a third.

Editor-in-Chief Liu's eyes became brighter and brighter when he listened, and he secretly said in his heart: "This book, you can't let it go!" ”