Chapter 12: Helpless resignation

Mornings in Hong Kong are exceptionally fresh, everything is full of life, and busy people are already busy and rushing to make ends meet.

"Wuxia" Weekly is an affiliated publication of "Ming Pao", which has serialized many first-class master authors, such as: Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, and Gu Long. They have all scolded Fang Xuan in magazines, and countless new martial arts novels have been actively submitted.

In the late 60s and early 70s, when martial arts novels were like Zhongtian, the status of "Wuxia" weekly also rose, but with the announcement of Jin Yong's "Deer and Ding Ji", Gu Long also stopped cooperating with "Ming Pao".

Since then, the circulation of "Wuxia" has been shrinking, and now the circulation of this magazine is less than half of its peak. Although the screenwriters of the magazine have also made some efforts to save it, they can't find a masterpiece like Jin Yong and Gu Long at the peak of their peak to save the popularity of the magazine. Therefore, the decline of this old magazine is inevitable

Yang Haoran came to the editorial office as usual, and when he saw a large stack of submissions on the table, he couldn't help but smile wryly, for editors who love martial arts novels, facing these rotten things is the most painful thing in his life!

Yang Haoran is a martial arts fan, but another identity is the editor of "Martial Arts", from the professional perspective of a "Martial Arts" editor, today's martial arts novel industry, don't look at Wen Rui'an, who is now red and purple, writing a red book, and many authors have successfully come out and become first-line martial arts writers, but if you dig deeply, you can find that you have actually come to an end.

Yang Haoran doesn't care if he is a fan of martial arts or thinks in accordance with the interests of the editor of "Martial Arts", he still hopes to produce a few talents and write classic martial arts works. The identity of a martial arts fan, he can have a glimpse of it, satisfy the reading in his heart**, the identity of the editor of "Martial Arts", a classic martial arts work can bring benefits to himself.

Yang Haoran read a few submissions and threw them out angrily, Yang Haoran was waiting for disappointment again, looking at the current martial arts, that's a fart, I know the end after reading the beginning, I really don't know what they think, and they still submit at such a level, can it be called a martial arts novel?

Yang Haoran picked up another copy from the submission, and the four big characters of "Ethereal Journey" were printed in his mind, a distinctive name, Yang Haoran said secretly, turned the first page, and a beautiful font appeared in front of him.

"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.

Yang Haoran was deeply attracted by the storyline and was reluctant to let go, as if time had stood still all of a sudden, until the sun set, Yang Haoran stretched his waist and took a breath. Time really passed quickly, and before I could get off work, I hurriedly ran to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Brother Wang, look at this novel "Ethereal Journey", although the author's writing is not very good, the storyline is really attractive! It's worth a newspaper about it. Yang Haoran pushed the door without knocking on the door because of his excitement, and shouted to the editor-in-chief.

"What a system! Do you still have any rules? Editor-in-chief Wang put down the documents in his hand and scolded Yang Haoran loudly for not knocking on the door.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, look at this novel, it's rare in recent years!" Yang Haoran apologized and put the submission in front of Brother Wang.

Editor-in-chief Wang picked up his glasses, looked at the submission in front of him seriously, put down his glasses after ten minutes, frowned, and didn't say a word.

"Brother Wang, will we be tomorrow" Yang Haoran asked as he looked at the editor-in-chief who was speechless.

"This novel has no value, saying that martial arts is not martial arts, saying that romance is not romance, it is simply a hodgepodge, and readers will not buy it." The editor-in-chief interrupted Yang Haoran and commented from a professional perspective.

"Editor-in-chief, although it looks like a hodgepodge, but if you think about it seriously, these messy elements are so new from a different angle, and everything is so exciting." Yang Haoran argued unconvinced.

"Needless to say, there is no room for negotiation in this matter, other books have been arranged for the next issue, just go back and do your own thing, you don't have to worry about other things." Editor-in-chief Wang did not give Yang Haoran a chance to defend himself and prevented him from continuing.

"What other books? It's nothing more than the works of those third-rate writers, if you read the beginning of "Ethereal Journey", don't you see it stand out from the crowd? Now the status of our company in the company is becoming more and more marginalized, if we don't work hard, maybe, in a few years, our "Wuxia" magazine will be suspended by the group" Yang Haoran looked excited and couldn't help himself.

Editor-in-Chief Wang sat there and thought for a long time before he slowly stood up and walked to the window, hesitating.

"Editor-in-chief Wang, if it can't bring benefits to "Martial Arts", I am willing to take the blame and resign." Yang Haoran saw the hesitant editor-in-chief.

"Okay, okay, I can't stand you, Xiao Yang! I'll go crazy with you for once! But it can only be given a small section, and whether it can be popular or not depends on its fate! Editor-in-chief Wang looked at the stubborn Yang Haoran, knowing that he had deep feelings for martial arts, and said with a slightly wry smile.

"Editor-in-chief, this novel should be championed, not left in a corner and left to fend for itself." Yang Haoran knew that if he gave a small section, there was no publicity, there was no main section, and it made no difference if he was sentenced to death.

"Xiao Yang, don't force me, you also know the situation of the newspaper, I can only do this for such a novel, this is the maximum I can fight for you." Editor-in-chief Wang looked displeased.

"Well, it's gold that will eventually shine, and I'm sure it will work wonders." Yang Haoran knows the difficulties of the editor-in-chief, so cheer himself up.

"I'll leave this matter to you, and I hope it will live up to your expectations." Editor-in-chief Wang waved his hand and signaled that Yang Haoran could go out!

Yang Haoran walked out of the office a little chilled, he didn't expect it to be this secret, and he didn't know if his decision was correct, so he couldn't help but secretly say: "Ethereal Journey", you must be angry!