In the early morning of late autumn, the weather is unusually cold. The northwest wind swept across the pedestrian's face like a knife, and the dead branches creaked weakly, making a final struggle. People who went out to run errands covered themselves tightly with their coats, and hurried down the road with their bodies huddled.

Sanitation workers in white uniforms are already working hard to clean up the garbage on the streets. The ground that has been swept away from the garbage will be sprayed with some clean water by a sprinkler truck to purify the dusty air.

At this time, the ink-scented "Wuxia" magazine had begun to be listed in major bookstores in Hong Kong and newsstands on the street.

Li Yihua strolled through the streets of Kowloon, saw the newsstand selling "Martial Arts", and wanted to inquire about the serialization of "Ethereal Journey", Li Yihua walked quickly to the newsstand.

"Boss, buy a copy of today's "Martial Arts", "Ming Pao". Li Yihua walked to the newspaper and said to the boss who was listening to "Huangmei Opera".

"Here, 15 pieces." The boss picked up a newspaper and handed it over.

Li Yihua took it, it was today's issue of "Martial Arts", after paying the money, Li Yihua did not leave immediately, he leaned on the edge of the newsstand hut and flipped through it, and soon saw the serial layout of "Ethereal Journey". After reading it, the layout is very neat, four enlarged and bold "ethereal journey" four words, the following is the author's signature, the first time I saw his work appear in the newspaper, Li Yihua was still quite excited.

Li Yihua showed a smile on his face, and then withdrew it, and while flipping through the magazine, he didn't raise his head and asked the newsstand owner, "Boss, I see that your "Martial Arts" here is almost sold out, is today's issue of the magazine selling well?" ”

The newsstand owner was listening to "Huangmei Opera", and he didn't care about Li Yihua's question, so he replied casually: "What is it good to sell?" It's not the same as usual. ”

"Like?" Li Yihua was stunned and a little disappointed, and then asked again: "Boss, there is a new novel serialized in this issue of "Martial Arts", how does it feel to watch it?" ”

"Is there one? How did I not know, I am a veteran martial arts fan, why don't I know that there is a new novel? The newsstand owner put down the radio in his hand and hurriedly flipped through the "Wuxia" magazine.

Li Yihua watched the newsstand owner look for a long time, but he couldn't find it, and impatiently handed the layout of the serialized "Ethereal Journey" to the newsstand owner.

The newsstand owner came over to take a look, and then replied without cutting it: "Oh, I thought it was that famous masterpiece, Li Yihua?" Who is this?,I've never heard of it.,I'm too lazy to look at it.,It's estimated that it's a newcomer.,What's so good about the newcomer's new work! ”

Li Yihua's expression was relieved, although he was not taken seriously for doing a good job, he didn't expect it to be like this, and he almost vomited blood in anger.

Li Yihua's analysis of why no one cares about it is nothing more than three points: first, new people and new books, readers are not familiar with them; the second is that the section selected for the new book is not good, and no one cares about it; Third, there is no propaganda and cannot arouse people's attention.

Li Yihua believes that real gold is not afraid of fire, but he is not very satisfied with the current section, for fear that "Ethereal Journey" will be buried. Li Yihua thought about it for a long time, and if he really couldn't do it, he would change the newspaper to submit it, thinking of this, Li Yihua didn't care about the matter of "Ethereal Journey".

Li Yihua firmly believes that the more a person gives, the more he gets. There is a saying: you may not be rewarded for your efforts, but if you don't give, you will never get anything in return. People will not get something for nothing, that kind of is a kind of mixed eating and waiting for death, and our labor and harvest will not be proportional, because the current society is an unfair society, often pay more and return less, so now good people are bullied by bad people, this society is not proportional, only the poor and the rich are divided.

As long as Li Yihua takes his first step, the road will definitely get wider and wider in the future, with more knowledge than nearly thirty years in this life, there are too many things to make money, and you can take out one or two things at will to make yourself eat and drink spicy, but that is not the life Li Yihua wants, what kind of life does he need to challenge his surname, and live an earth-shattering life, instead of doing nothing!

Kowloon Peninsula, Hong Kong Polytechnic University Apartment.

He Yang lay on the bed, listening to the song and flipping through the magazine. As a student at this prestigious university, he bought several different magazines almost every day to pass the time. Looking at the current martial arts novels, as a martial arts fan, he has the urge to vomit every time he reads it. He Yang couldn't bear to waste the unjust money spent, so he had to continue to flip through the magazine boringly, and suddenly, with "Ethereal Journey" printed in front of him, He Yang said secretly: What is this, why haven't you read it before?

"The angry snow is cold, the heavens and the earth are slaughtered, and there is almost no variegation within a thousand miles. Outside Kaifeng City, in the snowflakes in the sky, a horse drove from afar, wearing a fur, his hands were shrunk in his sleeves, and the reins of the horse were tied to the bridle, although the horse was a very divine horse, but the person was very down, wearing a shabby black leather hood, pressing his eyes, and he couldn't see his face clearly" As the storyline progressed, He Yang became more and more unable to extricate himself, and he fluctuated with the ups and downs of the plot.

I haven't read such an enjoyable novel for a long time, after Jin Yong and Gu Long closed the pen at that level, He Yang has never read such a wonderful novel again, what an enjoyable thing to appreciate a good book, let me return to that exciting childhood again.

"What's the matter, when it's exciting, it's gone, it's so annoying, isn't there no doubt that it's tickling the boot?" He Yang angrily threw the newspaper on the bed and lay on the bed with a depressed face.

He Yang lay there and carefully reminisced about "Ethereal Journey", the more he thought about it, the more exciting he became, the more excited he became, "Such a wonderful novel was serialized in this inconspicuous corner, what did those screenwriters do, fortunately I was careful, otherwise I would have missed this work." ”

"We can't let this book be buried in an inconspicuous corner, and more people must see this masterpiece." After He Yang got up, he immediately shared it with his good classmates, let them experience the excitement in their hearts with him, and asked them to call "Ming Pao" and ask them to adjust the layout.

Something similar is happening in all corners of Hong Kong!

The phone of the screenwriting department of "Martial Arts" rang non-stop, and "Martial Arts" had not caused such a huge reaction for a long time, and they all asked to adjust the layout of "Ethereal Journey".