Chapter 8: Novel Publishing

Seven days passed.

Xu Fei came to the door to ask for the manuscript. This time, the two did not communicate in English again, but stumbled in Xiangjiang dialect at Li Xuechu's insistence, fortunately, both of them knew some Mandarin and Xiangjiang dialect, although the trouble would not be as embarrassing as talking chickens and ducks. When he couldn't think of words, he mixed and matched sentences in Mandarin, so Xu Fei translated the corresponding Xiangjiang language of Mandarin for Li Xuechu to listen to, and sometimes corrected Li Xuechu's grammatical mistakes and became a volunteer speaking teacher.

After chatting for a while, I began to read the manuscript. It's basically no problem for the little ghost to be in charge, and the modifications made according to the requirements and added some new jokes, the word count is more than 10,000 words, but the plot seems more compact. Xu Fei was also quite satisfied with it, and immediately made a decision, even if it was to be revised when it was published in the future, it would be up to the editor to handle it, of course, this had to inform the original author and obtain consent. 110,000 words to calculate 4,500 yuan, counting the deposit, Xu Fei ordered 3,500 yuan to Li Xuechu, each signed their names, and a manuscript was handed over.

Li Xuechu breathed a sigh of relief, although he originally thought that the problem was not big, but after all, he was still sure when he got the money. The first part is officially completed, and Li Xuechu presented the second part.

"Drunken hero?" Xu Fei looked at the new manuscript in his hand and gasped. Good guy, it's another manuscript paper close to 100,000 words, even if there are some parts of the original manuscript that don't need to be changed, but if you change the rough estimate, there are 40,000 or 50,000 words, plus the new article, it only took a week to write almost 150,000 words, an average of more than 20,000 a day, how did this guy do it? Doesn't he even think about writing a story, just reach out and come?

"Hehe, what a hero out of a young man," Xu Fei could only smile bitterly.

"Actually, this story was thought of before, but I only started writing it now." Li Xuechu only flickered.

"In fact, as an editor, the most painful thing is to urge the draft, but I am relieved to see your writing degree, if I can maintain this degree, my future life will be better," Xu Fei smiled bitterly again, "On the contrary, the space reserved for you by our newspaper and magazine can't keep up with you." ”

The layout of the newspaper is fixed, because the price cannot be changed at will, and adding more editions means increasing the cost, so unless there is a commemorative event or an anniversary celebration, it will not be added. Adding space without adding a page means crowding out other people's pages, which is an offending thing.

Of course, like many smaller newspapers and periodicals, there are no such things, as long as your work can sell well, no matter how many words you have, the more words, the better, and the works that are not popular with readers are normal to be crowded out and cut in half. In a word, whoever has the ability will be on the line, and if he doesn't have the ability, he will stand aside.

And in Ming Pao is different, because of Jin Yong's influence, Ming Pao has always been a place where literati gather, most of the literati in Xiangjiang like to contribute to Ming Pao, and Jin Yong is also happy to see it, which also helps to improve the influence of the newspaper, Ming Pao can expand from a small tabloid to today's point, in addition to Jin Yong's novels, these people also play a great role, such as Ni Mad and Yi Su......

But there are usually two sides to everything, and not all the works of a literati or all the works of a literati can be satisfactory. However, the circle of literati has always paid attention to seniority, and at the same time, they want to save face. If a manuscript of an old qualified literati is submitted, it is not so easy for the editor-in-chief to reject the manuscript, and it is easy to offend people if he returns. In this way, there are some "favor versions", and the "favor version" cannot be said clearly, sometimes the side knocks on the side to remind you, and both sides know it.

Xu Fei didn't say it explicitly, but Li Xuechu understood it when he thought about it.

There are many rights and wrongs in large companies, and the same is true for large newspapers. Of course, people like Mr. Jin or Ni Mad don't have to think about these, Mr. Jin is not only the boss but also a well-known literati in Xiangjiang, with many fans. Even if the article is not up to the standard for a while, you don't have to worry, you can basically understand, just like the actor made a bad movie, there are still fans who will go to the show. And Ni Mad is the same, this code word madman who has more than 10,000 words a day is also not worried about writing no place to list, today when Mr. Jin has publicly announced that he will no longer write new books, Ni Mad is actually the first person in the Xiangjiang literary circle.

After gossiping, Xu Fei began to read the draft. Not surprisingly, it is another high-quality comedy novel, and with the first experience, the degree of completion is relatively high, and it can basically be published directly after some minor modifications. Xu Fei commented on the spot, Li Xuechu directly revised the manuscript, and after writing and painting for more than half an hour, Xu Fei was basically satisfied. Of course, I have to bring it back to the team leader and the editor-in-chief to see, but I don't think there will be any problems, after all, the quality is here.

"Okay, at the beginning of the school, everything is almost done," Xu Fei sandwiched the two manuscripts in his armpits, ready to say goodbye and leave, "If there is no accident, you will be able to see your work in the Ming Pao Evening News the night after tomorrow." ”

"By the way," Xu Fei turned around and said, "At the beginning of the school, you estimate how many words you can write every day, and we can roughly plan." "There is a difference between not being able to do it and not doing it, at least it will not chill people's hearts.

"It's hard to say right now, but I think 10,000 words is fine." In fact, after getting used to writing traditional Chinese characters and being familiar with the structure of the article, Li Xuechu has the ability to compete with Ni Mad for the code word record, and no matter how agile Ni Mad Wensi is, he is not as open as Li Xuechu. There is no pressure to change tens of thousands of words a day, and the quality can be guaranteed. I don't know if it's because I write more words and use my brain more, my thinking deepens, in short, Li Xuechu's mind is vague and vague, and the impression of various films, television and book works in later generations is getting clearer and clearer. However, Li Xuechu doesn't plan to lie in front of the table all day long, and there are still many things that he is interested in doing.

"Ten thousand words?" Xu Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I don't think it's a big problem." ”……

Two days later, Li Xuechu went out to buy a copy of the Ming Pao Evening News. Sure enough, the little ghost appeared on the third page of the evening newspaper, and the 8,000-word article occupied most of the page, and the other pages were basically tofu articles of less than 3,000 words. It seems that the evening newspaper is ready to promote its own works, which makes Li Xuechu feel very satisfied.

I just don't know what the effect will be after publication, and readers are not satisfied. Unfortunately, the evening newspaper is not a morning newspaper, and the number jΓΉ can be obtained in the evening if the morning newspaper is published, and the evening newspaper is basically four or five o'clock in the afternoon, that is, before public officials get off work, and the specific number will not be known until the next day. It's only four o'clock now, and we'll have to wait twenty hours to find out the results.

Ma Lin was an employee of a trading company in Hong Kong, and since the early 70s, the economy of Hong Kong has entered a high track, and the trading industry has become more and more prosperous. With the high development of the economy, the company's efficiency has also risen, and even the salaries of their employees have also increased significantly.

Now Ma Lin is just in his early thirties, although in front of a group of highly educated colleagues in the company, Ma Lin, who only reads Form 5, is quite inconspicuous, and his ability to do things is only medium in the company. However, with his diligent and down-to-earth style and self-discipline, he was finally appreciated by the company's senior management, who was just promoted a few months ago, and moved out of the crowded and noisy Sham Shui Po with his family last month, and lived on the periphery of Kowloon Tong Broadcasting Road. Parents also feel that there is light on their faces in front of the old neighbors.

However, as the position rises, so does the pressure. And I can only be regarded as decent in terms of ability, not enough to convince the public, and I feel that every day is quite difficult. It's impossible to retreat, and the family is still pointing to him to live. The old boss who promoted him also seemed to see his embarrassment, and called him into the office this afternoon to appease him: "What I like is your character and steadfastness, God rewards hard work, and ability will always improve as long as you are willing to work hard." Don't think too much about burdening yourself, just let go and do something. ”

To be honest, the words of his boss did make him relax, but the pressure is not just a matter of leaving.

After getting off work, Marin bought a copy of the Xiangjiang Evening News as usual and walked into the bus stop to wait for the bus. Although the income is good, the family can still save money when they wait to support themselves. The habit of frugality has been formed.

I first flipped through the current affairs edition, and turned to the novel and entertainment pages to read it.

"Home Alone?" The article, which took up a large part of the article, quickly attracted Marin's attention, and Marin stood near the stop sign and watched.

It's a light-hearted and funny story, which fits Marlin's needs right now. Work is already so annoying and tired, and I am really in no mood to read sadistic tragic novels and incomprehensible literary essays. This is good, it doesn't take a lot of brains, it doesn't take a lot of effort, it's funny.

"Hehehehe......" didn't take long to watch, Marin laughed out loud, this story is really interesting! The laughter caused a few people next door to look at each other strangely. Marin showed his gaffe, nodded awkwardly to a few people, and continued to watch with a smile. Unconsciously read the seven or eight thousand words of the article word by word, and raised his head to look at it.

"Oops, the bus missed!" This incident made Marin a little depressed, "There is no way, only to fight"

Marin smiled, although he spent more money, his mood was much lighter.

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