As soon as this old Jin appeared, Ying Zhiji and Li Ruotong were stunned, and Hu Juren was also surprised that Boss Cha came a little early today!

Generally speaking, Lao Jin did not stay in the newspaper office for a long time during the day, and now the talents under his hands are grasped one by one, except for the supplement martial arts and history, he does not need to do everything himself.

Every night from about 10 to 11 o'clock, Lao Jin went to the newspaper to write an editorial, the secretary was off work, the worker brought a cup of tea, he would first flip through the day's telecommunications and local news, and then flip through the book to check the information. It is often necessary to wait until Weng Rongzhi, the deputy foreman of the typesetting room, knocks on the door and shouts: "What is your 'powder sausage'?" "He'll put pen to paper. When the manuscript arrives in the typesetting room, it is first cut into small sections, like cutting powder sausages, so they call the manuscript "powder sausages". Editorials generally write two pieces of manuscript paper, Jin Yong finished writing one, and the typesetting room had to take it to typesetting as soon as possible, he couldn't wait to take a look at it and change it, and let him change it when it was done. Usually he leaves the newsroom at 2 a.m., and the typesetting room workers often have to wait for his editorials to call it a day.

Lao Jin's work and rest time is still relatively late.

However, this does not affect the three of them, Hu Juren maintained the action of grabbing the sleeve of Ying Zhiji's right hand, Ying Zhiji raised his foot to pull Xiao Ruotong, and turned around to leave, Li Ruotong was dragged by Ying Zhiji's little hand, with some confused eyes, and the three of them stared at Jin Yong who suddenly broke in.

"Hahaha, Lao Hu, you three guys are baa!?" Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Lao Jin was amused and laughed like a naughty child. Looking at the way he smiled, it really meant a bit of Maitreya Buddha.

Don't look at Jin Yong's old thief in appearance, he is humble and elegant, like a scholar, like a teacher, like a leader, but he is still quite easy to get along with people in an ordinary state, and many of his friends think he is a good friend.

Zha Nanyong, no, Zha Liangyong laughed and became familiar, so he asked the three of them to sit down again, and pulled a chair by himself. Sitting on the side of his desk, he was not a man of art, and his words were usually expressed on sticky notes and letters.

Hu Juren sat on the main seat and looked at the old golden eyebrows, doing silent pantomime.

Taking a deep breath, Li Ruotong, who was sick and helpless, sat down again. But this will all observe Lao Jin curiously together, and his heart jumps, alas, oh my mother, I finally saw the real person!

Lao Jin, the name is loud, as we all know, Jin Yong came from the Haining Cha family who used to be "a family of seven jinshi, uncles and nephews and two Hanlin", and his peers include the poet Mu Dan Zha Liangzheng, Zha Liangzhao, etc., and his cousin is the same scumbag Yunzhong Crane. Qiong Yao is still his distant relative, maybe call him uncle.

Such a person, who was born in a famous family, has a strict sense of identity and belonging to the lintel of his family lineage, emotionally, Jin Yong is a scumbag, and everyone who knows him knows it, but it is nothing to win the disease, everyone is a man, and they all understand it.

Now, except on the mainland, few Chinese people do not know his name and his books. In the 90s, there was a saying that where there were Chinese, there was Miss Teresa Teng's singing, and where the wind blew, Mr. Jacky Cheung's music reverberate. Although Jin Yong is a little worse than Deng, it is enough to say that where there are Chinese, some people have read his novels.

In fact, he didn't have too many sensual good and bad feelings for him, he was essentially born in a political school, and Jin Yong's figure has frequently appeared in the public eye in recent decades. He has always been an extremely active participant. Then he devoted himself to the business world, the writer is just his deputy job, in life, Jin Yong is indeed a top legend, he is mixed in the business world, politics, and academia, I dare not say that it is smooth sailing, but it is indeed prosperous. I have to say that I admire him very much, because he is tireless, persevering, and almost all the things he pursues have been obtained, and I am afraid that there are few people in the world who can do it.

However, although admiration is admired, it is not enough to talk about worship and other visualizations.

Decades after this century, at the end of the 90s, Lao Cha once said: "If it is Mao's era,...... Li Mingzhu and Situ Hao don't know where to go......"

This sentence appeared in the newspaper in 1999, I don't know what kind of mood Lao Cha was in at that time to say such a thing. From this point of view, Mr. Cha really doesn't understand a certain party, why his political ideology serves, and in essence, he is also smiling in the eyes of winning the disease.

After saying this, from then on, many Hong Kong citizens who originally admired him very much were stunned.

Although Jin Yong gained great fame and wealth in secular society, and flowers and applause shrouded the twilight of his entire life, because he did not reach the height of modern personality, so that he was indulging in a "garland" more noble than the other, there is no doubt that he left regrets in his life, which is a problem that makes people think deeply, and even every intellectual must face it.

Call~! Win the illness has sobered up in the reminiscence of Jin Yong.

The sullen atmosphere in the conference room was so overwhelming that people were almost out of breath, and when Cha Nanyong and Lao Hu finished communicating, they groaned slightly.

After asking about the matter of winning the illness from the chrysanthemum, Lao Cha said to the winning illness: "Ahem...... I, I just heard from the editorial office that we have a young master here in Ming Pao today. ”

His words eased the atmosphere a little, and he had a face-to-face conversation with him, and said at a long time: "Mr. Cha, it's still the same sentence, Ming people don't say secret words, let's talk sincerely after you read the book."

Win Sick's sharp eyes glanced at him, and there were two torches burning in his black and bright pupils, which was a little terrifying. As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose the battle, and if you don't have a hard point in Lao Cha's field, you will be suppressed, and the dominant power will all belong to others.

The air was evacuated in an instant, and it was cold and cold.

One second –

Two seconds –

Three seconds –

Lao Jin, who was not good at words, did not speak again, smiled slightly, and took the manuscript of Sou Shen Ji of 100,000 words in the eyes of the three of them, and looked silently.

Oh my god, this is the third trial. Winning the illness has muttered, but Li Ruotong's spirit surged up, and he looked at the older middle-aged and young Lao Jin with a little admiration.

Jin Yong's legendary deeds are still quite lethal to Li Ruotong, who is not deeply involved in the world, but after three or four years, Jin Yong and his wife Zhu Mei officially divorced, and then signed a third marriage with Lin Leyi, who was 29 years younger than him. At that time, it is unknown whether Li Ruotong will blindly worship him, because the concept of the wife of distress who cannot be abandoned is still extremely heavy in this era.

The fierce Zhu Mei never had contact with Jin Yong, and died of illness in 1998, and the evening was bleak. Win the sick and think with sympathy, but still a little criticized the scumbag.

However, for Zhu Mei, Jin Yong has expressed his shame in public more than once, no matter how many ups and downs he has gone through, no matter how many unknown secrets the two have since they combined and broke up, he still admitted that he was sorry for Zhu Mei. This will not be diverted by his failed marriage and the loss of a child.

Jin Yong once said: "I don't care what others think of me, but I'm sorry for her." My view of love is not moral enough. A person's lifelong love, only love one person, only love one person for a lifetime, I can't do it. ”

To err is human. In addition to his heart, he also includes his pursuit of profit and sophistication as a businessman, and his tendency to become a politician, many of which are forced by life and form, and do not affect his personal achievements and social contributions. To put it simply, the flaws are not hidden. The reputation of the keyboard warrior is gone, and the rivers are not wasted.

Win and Li glanced at each other, and honestly did not bother with Jin Yong's respect.

The office was quiet again.

Time –

Tick.

Tick.

Jin Yong picked up the manuscript, wore gold-wire glasses, glanced at the frontispiece and put it down. I didn't rush and didn't do what I said. Hu Juren poured a few cups of tea for the three of them from the small coffee table on the desk at the corner of the table, Lao Jin took a deep breath, inhaled the floating tea mist into his abdomen, and then slowly drank the tea in the cup, closed his eyes, and looked like a floating expression.

Lao Jin is good at dancing, left and right, in different time and space, he has always been coquettish, with thousands of topics, sleek and sophisticated in life, chasing fame and fortune, infatuated like Duan Yu, like Wei Xiaobao in middle age and old age, and even Yue Buqun. To deal with people like Ying Sick Ji, Lao Jin has his own set of methods, he found out the temperament of Ying Sick Ji, and not long after he was cold, he picked up the manuscript and read it carefully.

From the first chapter and the first paragraph, Sou Shen Ji showed his infinite charm, and so far Lao Jin read it out of control.

The reason why Jin Yong's martial arts novels and editorials are liked by readers is also inseparable from the charm of the Chinese language. He has said many times that he likes it, that the ancient text is concise and elegant, and the beauty of the words has always been what he hopes to learn. His editorial writing is simple and clear, and he not only has unique insights and accurate judgments, but also has a unique language. Throughout the full text of Soshenji, every paragraph and sentence is exuding charm, and Jin Yong is not slacking off in his heart.

In the face of Sou Shen Ji, even he was reluctant to glance at the ten lines, but tasted it carefully like chewing an olive.

Although Sou Shen Ji is only one volume, it is already a little suspicious. Those ancient Chinese epics that make people's blood run and their hearts are surging, which makes people fascinated, and Jin Yong is even haunted by the long time that appeared early in the book.

Morning dew epiphany,

At the end of the world,

Humanity is the ten songs of the Yellow River,

After all, it flows eastward.

Eight thousand years old,

One night withered,

Q: Why bother in this life?

Where the wind blew last night,

Luoying listens to who counts.

Ninety thousand miles of the sky,

Resist the wind,

Who's in the same hands?

Qianqiu Beidou,

Yao Gong is bitter,

If you are not a fairy couple,

100 years of rivers and lakes.

Although I was not moved to tears, I was deeply touched.

The deeper Zha Liangyong read the world, the more he gradually felt that the so-called myths and ghosts are actually human words, writing about love and scenes, and writing about life. So aside from the novel, this poem is also inexhaustible and timeless. "Eight thousand years of jade old, one night withered glory", "Thousand years of Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter." Just these two sentences, I don't know how many people's lives are portrayed.

The more he watched, the more he loved, as we all know, he has his own epic poems, but more and more classic are the works of his predecessors he cited; With Jin Yong's skills, he only quotes the sentences of his predecessors to strengthen the artistic conception of the work. The two pieces of Sou Shen Ji, although there are many traces of predecessors in the choice of words and sentences, but the artistic conception of the whole article is natural and self-contained, and it is like a finishing touch in the work, which is a rare masterpiece. Jin Yong didn't see the spiritual rhyme song after that, but just a moment of Fanghua song can be called the eye of the whole article, the theme.

Jin Yong reads quietly, and he doesn't want to be disturbed or say more nonsense when he looks at this book, and he only has Sou Shen Ji in his eyes!

After reading 100,000 words, I remembered all kinds of things in the book, even Jin Yong faced this book, and he had the idea of appreciating the strange text and analyzing the doubts.

After a long time, Jin Yong put down the manuscript in his hand and laughed again. Seeing that Ying Sick had always remained unmoved, he restrained his impatience, and then stretched out his thumb to him, chatting and laughing: "Calm and atmospheric, not impatient or impatient, you are not like a posterity, more stable than many adults!" ”

Seeing that Ying Sick had been praised by the old golden head, Li Ruotong was even happier than himself, and he seemed to have to smirk back and forth between Win Sick Ji and Jin Yong. Win the illness but did not express whether he was happy or not, glanced at Li Ruotong and ignored her, woman, need to be quiet.

Win the illness and only said: "Thank you, it still needs to be grown and sharpened."

Jin Yong observed the boredom and contempt on his face at this moment, saw his unpredictable personality, sat on a chair, sandwiched between Hu Juren and Li Ruotong, and said silently: "You are indeed better than many people, and it makes me feel very special."

There was no reaction to the disease. Heart-to-heart. Time is limited, your nonsense can't interest me, hurry up and get to the point.

Jin Yong took a closer look and said calmly: "How much have you written this book, I'm afraid it's not just this one."

Win the illness said succinctly: "Hmm! I have finished writing this book, 1.6 million words, as long as I sign a contract, I can send it all. ”

Jin Yong was really surprised, and said, "You only submitted the manuscript after you finished writing a book of 1.6 million words?"

This time, even Hu Juren looked at him in surprise, after all, it was 1.6 million words, there was no computer code word in this era, and they would not understand the difficulty of handwriting.

Jin Yong nodded, first affirmed, and then asked: "The perseverance is not small, and it is commendable to be able to endure the delivery of the manuscript after writing." And how long did it take you to write? ”

I'm not stupid enough to say it, in fact, there is still one unfinished volume in the whole book, but it is more than a million words, and the progress of a week can be written, it is too scary, even Ni Kuang can't do it, and no one in this world can do it, unless it is a superman and an unknown creature.

Therefore, he was vague and said in vague words: "I wrote it this year, and I went out this morning after finishing the draft, and I went to the door to report it as soon as possible."

Hu Juren couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and he was not calm at all, and said to him: "You are fast enough!" As far as I know, there's no one who can match your speed! ”

Ying Zhiji's eyes were cold and cunning, and he smiled dryly without a trace of emotion: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm different from others, I think about everything in seconds, and my hand speed is fast enough, and I always do it in one go, so writing is never a problem for me."

Jin Yong smiled and said: "Haha, it's interesting and interesting, writing so hard like you is like a little Ni Kuang."

Lao Kuang's professionalism is one of the best, from 57 years Ni Kuang came to Hong Kong, for more than ten years, in addition to writing manuscripts, he also wrote hundreds of martial arts books, Wesley series dozens of books, and later became more and more famous, hundreds of movie scripts can create five or six million words a year, the strongest man who writes the most Chinese characters in the history of the world, except for a foreign Lao Maozi He is the best in the world, and he admires him very much, so Jin Yong's words are great praise for winning the disease.

In fact, in this era, Ni Kuang is almost a symbol of getting rich purely from manuscript fee income, he is not like Jin Yong who runs a newspaper, nor is he like Gu Long, who mainly relies on novels to adapt movies and TV scripts to make money, Lao Kuang's means of making a living has always been by writing itself, if you purely compete with him for manuscript fees, in the 70s and 80s, no one in Hong Kong and Taiwan can beat Lao Kuang. Win the disease has a cat bear, but I want to be a Han who surpasses this person!

Lao Jin suddenly looked at Ying Sick Ji with a complicated face: "Sick yourself, you will be famous, you will be famous!" ”

For Jin Yong's very affirmative assertion, he was stunned, and when he was stunned, Jin Yong suddenly took off a black and gold fountain pen from his clothes, handed it to Ying Sick and said: "I'll give you this pen."

He hesitated for a second and reached out to take it.

The gift is a sign of friendliness, people treat me politely, I can't be rude, win the illness in my heart. There is no hypocritical resistance to win the disease, this is a gift from the elders, since he gave it to you, there is no reason why you should not accept it.

Win Sick's expression was grateful, and he said in simple pale words: "Thank you!"

Although I don't know Jin Yong's intentions, but a word of thanks, this does not detract from the pride of winning the disease, and the bent knee can jump higher.

Then, Lao Jin took out a pen and paper from his pocket and wrote quickly.

Lao Jin wrote only one sentence.

The scumbag's words instantly shattered the mind of the sick man, making his face change, and he was ruthless enough to sweat in his heart!

"Xiao Ying, look at you have been short of money lately!"

I don't know how he can see it, isn't it good enough for him to be difficult to disguise.

Seeing Ying Yiji's slightly moved expression, Jin Yong smiled, he would never make concessions to the issue of manuscript fees because someone was talented or famous, even if it was a little bit of money for his net worth. It is not contradictory that the fountain pen that wins the sick one's own treasure is an appreciation for him.

Jin Yong seemed to have seen through the idea of winning the disease, and wrote: "It seems that you are very short of money and in urgent need of a sum of money, from your reaction to Editor-in-Chief Hu at the beginning to now I can be sure."

"Ming Pao is your best choice, and we can support you." The words are good, the gestures are good, the hands of the people are soft, and the winning disease has squirmed his lips, and he has not said a word.

Lao Cha's methods are clever, at least much stronger than Lao Hu, follow the benefits, know the reason, but do not give in to the issue of manuscript fees, and finally set the remuneration of 57 thousand words given by Lao Hu. The more he writes, the sharper he writes, the sharper the pen, the words on the paper, what newspaper costs a lot, that is, the economic recession, and even the turmoil caused by the stock has been raised, so that the winner has nothing to say, and finally said: "In Ming Pao, you will start to fly higher in other newspapers, and what you will get in the future will definitely be stronger than that little profit." That's all it takes, little friend, make a decision! ”

Winning the disease is speechless......

o__o"…

Writer Ni Kuang and Lao Cha are good friends, he once said: "He is a first-class good friend, but he is the most stingy boss." ”

The manuscript fee has always been not very high, at least it is not that high.

In about 79 years, when I was writing, it was stipulated that I would write a three-month serial, 75 crosses a day, and the manuscript fee was 1,000 yuan. However, in translating Japanese mystery novels, the manuscript fee is only 653 yuan for 800 words per day, which is 350 yuan less. No one else protested. But Ni Kuang and Yi Shu are different. The brother and sister protested to Jin Yong, and the phone calls and letters flew together, asking for an additional manuscript fee.

Jin Yong always pushes left and right, and uses Tai Chi to dissolve the Ni brothers and sisters.

Ni Kuang was angry with him, so he took a banquet to hold a little bit of wine, and shouted for Jin Yong to increase the manuscript fee.

He said: Zha Liangyong, you have made so much money, you should add a manuscript fee.

Jin Yong smiled and said: Okay, I'll add!

Finally put a storm over.

Afterwards, the manuscript fee was really increased, it was 5%, which is better than nothing.

Ni Kuang was dissatisfied and called to scold. Jin Yong couldn't resist him, so the killer copper came.

Okay, okay, Ni Kuang, don't make noise! Write to you. Jin Yong said in an almost pleading tone.

As soon as he heard the letter, Ni Kuang fainted and sighed: My life is at rest!

It turned out that in terms of eloquence, Jin Yong's eloquence was no match for Ni Kuang, but when it came to writing letters and commenting on the truth, Ni Kuang was definitely not an opponent.

Ni Kuang is afraid to write letters, he is a thousand words. There is no money to write a letter in vain, only a fool does it.

Jin Yong is a first-class fool who likes to write letters.

Ni Kuang said: I have never met a person who likes to write letters as much as Zha Liangyong.

Two days later, Mr. Cha's letter arrived. Taken apart, there are more than a dozen articles attached, either the cost of the newspaper is large, or the economy is sluggish, and the only way is to economize. The last example must be that my brother wants to increase the manuscript fee, which will inevitably cause a chain reaction, which means that if you add it, people will also increase it. This expense is not light, but Ni Kuang is sad and unbearable, and in the end he can only abandon his weapon and surrender, not to mention the additional manuscript fee.

Therefore, all the way to the present and later generations, Ni Kuang's manuscript fee in Ming Pao was not too high. It's better than the big one.

Ni Kuang often sighs to himself: I am too familiar with Zha Liangyong, and sometimes it is not easy to talk nonsense!

Yishu is the second brave man in the world after Ni Kuang who dares to talk to Jin Yong about the manuscript fee.

Yishu is spicier than Ni Kuang, she directly proposed in the column, the language is harsh, almost saying that Jin Yong is mean to climb the lattice animal.

In the face of such a fierce offensive, Jin Yong responded to all changes with the same, and even used static braking to make Yishu obedient, and after being promoted to a senior government official, he still obediently used a pen name to write a serialization with a less than ideal fee.

In the local cultural circles, the Ni brothers and sisters are known for their spiciness, and they all make Jin Yong obedient. How big do you say Jin Yong's skills are?

In the end, I didn't know how to get sick and I agreed, I didn't think that I couldn't lower the jackal's pen today, and I really wanted to cry without tears.

After winning the illness and agreeing, Lao Jin also stopped writing.

Lao Cha smiled, looking at his fox spirit smile who had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, his face calmed down, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

Anger, wonderful feelings, sometimes make people strong, more often than not, make people weak. Is it strong or weak to win the disease?

Winning the illness was very calm in the face of Jin Yong's gaze.

At the end of the day, there is power to stop change.

Knowing that Ying Zhiji's novel has been completed, Lao Hu is not asking Ying Zhiji to be serialized here, after all, the monthly magazine is a monthly magazine, and what is the matter with the serialization of other people's novels after they have been written, the middle-aged editor also sees it in his eyes, and the gorgeous writing of Sou Shen Ji mistakenly thinks that it must take a long time to write before recommending it to Lao Hu.

Now the monthly magazine is not good, and the only thing left of Ming Pao is Ming Pao Evening News, Ming Pao Weekly, and the supplement Martial Arts and History. The evening newspaper was excluded first, and the only thing left was gossip weeklies and consistent martial arts and history. In fact, the novels of winning the sick can also be serialized in Ming Pao Weekly, sometimes when martial arts and history are at their hottest, the ranking is completely none, and these novels will also be serialized in Ming Pao Weekly, after all, gossip lace news is far less than in later generations in this era, and many people can't even hype it.

Martial arts and history are naturally the best, but after some hesitation, Lao Jin finally decided to serialize the search for God with the request to win the disease to Ming Pao Weekly!

The first subsidiary publication. At the peak of the magazine, Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, Gu Long and other first-rate master-level authors scolded Fang Xuan in the magazine, and there were countless martial arts novels and enthusiastic contributions. On September 23, 1972, it was serialized for 1019 days, and there was a small revelation at the end: "Jin Yong's new work is in the conception." Gu Long's new work will be published from tomorrow. But since then, his new work has not been followed. Then Brother Gu Long took over the baton, and the grandmaster passed on the throne, which can be called a good story. At this time, the magazine's position in Hong Kong's martial arts fiction publications was in full swing.

Because martial arts and history have a Gulong town field, and there are a large number of serialized novels such as Ni Kuangzhi, at this time, the scenery is infinite, and there is no worry about the manuscript of the novel at all, and the ranking is not enough, and Ming Pao Weekly has recently been hyped up except for Li Xiaolong, there is no powerful news, so Jin Yong's decision is not indispensable, after all, there are not no cases of serialization in the weekly.

There is no problem with these wins, and finally under friendly negotiation with Lao Cha and Lao Hu, the contract is good, and after carefully reading the requirements and obligations of both parties, I signed my name!

The contract signed with Ming Pao is a long-term serial contract of no less than 1 million words. If you publish 30,000 words per issue, you can get 120,000 words a month. And it is mandatory that the manuscript of Yingzhi should not be filled with random stuffing, and the quality should be maintained at least the same as today's 100,000-word manuscript. Ming Pao can also unilaterally tear up the contract if poor sales occurs......

In short, basically both parties were happy, they both got what they wanted, and they also got three months of manuscript fees in advance.

Amount - 17,100 !!

Hk dollar!!!!!

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