This teahouse is called "Anping", next to the acrobat stage, just now Lu Yan also saw Yan Buwen from upstairs, so he came down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info there are three floors in total, there is a small river next to it, there is a wooden bridge on the river for people to walk around, after entering the Anping teahouse, there are really a lot of people inside, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people wearing long shirts, the family has a little spare money, when there is nothing to do with the teahouse to drink some tea, because this teahouse is not cheap, so I didn't see those thirsty rickshaw masters, they are all drinking tea at the roadside tea stalls, saving money and quenching thirst.

After entering, Song Xiao led the way, Li Yu, Lu Yan, and Yan Buwen in the back, Ruan Lingyu followed to the second floor, and the place where they drank tea was by the window on the second floor.

There were dozens of people in a building, both men and women, Lu Yan arched his hand and introduced: "Yan Buwen, Mr. Yan." ”

Yan Buwen said hello, looked over, the people in the seats were not very old, most of them were between 20 and 30 years old, very few were more than 30 years old, the women were wearing cheongsams and makeup, and they were glamorous, most of the men were wearing long shirts, and few were wearing suits.

These people felt very curious when they saw Yan Buwen, so they asked, "This is also a fellow practitioner?" ”

Song Xiao said with a smile: "According to what Lu Yan said, Lu Yan was also a novel writer when he was in Beiping before, and he developed in the south two years ago. Song Xiao said it, praising and disparagement, and a few of these people knew Lu Yan, who had written novels in a newspaper before, and had met several times. When I came to Shanghai this time, my first thought was to find Lu Yan, who had been in Shanghai for two years and must be very familiar with Shanghai.

"Under the white-clothed scholar Zhang Dongmen, Fang Bai."

"Under the Northern Sect martial arts master Miao Sheng, Qin Xuan."

"Zhang Hui novels, everyone hates under the water gate, Zhou Siyu."

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After all the famous families, Zhao Huanting, Zhang Hatshui, Zhang Dong, and Miao Sheng all represent the level of northern novels, especially Zhao Huanting and Zhang Hatshui, one is the martial arts master of the Northern School, and the other is the first person of the Northern Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School, these people are really like thunder, so when these disciples of everyone introduce themselves, there is a sense of arrogance between the corners of their eyebrows. Yan Buwen hurriedly stepped forward and shook hands one by one: "Ding Ding, like a yellow bell ringing in my ears, haha, it's really a blessing, a blessing." ”

Yan Buwen was very enthusiastic on the surface, but he kept sneering in his heart, no matter how powerful your master is? What does it have to do with me, except for Zhao Huanting, Zhang Hatshui, what Zhang Dong, Miao Sheng, I have never heard of these people, it's okay for you to fool others, fool me, you are still a little too tender. As everyone knows, last time the Southern Sect Grandmaster Xiang Shuai, in order to compete with "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", had he been hospitalized? Now these little shrimps are jumping in front of them, pretending to be gods, do you really think that you are amazing?

Before they came to investigate the market, they had heard the master say that the south is not like the north, martial arts have no good life, and the romance is even more incredible, Xu Zhenya, Bao Tianxiao, Zhou Shoujuan, Li Hanqiu, these are all famous figures of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly School, and they became famous much earlier than Zhang Hatshui, and they can be regarded as Zhang Hatshui's predecessors. Therefore, their master told him thousands of times and instructed them that the south was full of talents, and they must be humble and not offend people when they go there, but these apprentices obviously did not keep the master's teachings in their minds, and they forgot everything when they left Beiping, and no one was even more in sight when they arrived in Shanghai.

Anyway, in Beiping, their contributions to the newspaper are all at the level of one thousand words, which is not as good as the master's three or four yuan per thousand words, but in the eyes of most novel authors, one thousand words is already a sky-high price, so when they came to know that Lu Yan only wrote novels with a thousand-word triangle, they didn't say it on the surface, but they despised Lu Yan in their hearts.

Later, everyone found Ruan Lingyu behind Yan Buwen, although Ruan Lingyu is only 16 years old, she also has the charm of a woman, so everyone couldn't help but look at her twice, and someone asked: "I don't know, who is this little girl?" Is it also a writer? ”

Ruan Lingyu said: "No, I accompanied Mr. Yan to come up and sit." Ruan Lingyu replied very simply, and did not give these people a chance to get close.

The questioner was taken aback and had to shut up, and then the crowd talked about the outline and talked about the current northern market.

"Brother Song, you are really enviable, worship under the sect master Zhao Huanting, and now Mr. Zhao's martial arts novels are sweeping in the north." Fang Bai praised.

"You're not bad, Mr. Zhang's white-clothed scholar is not called in vain, the male protagonists in the novel, all personable, chivalrous, are not weaker than my master Mr. Zhao in the north." Song Xiao said modestly.

After that, Qin Xuan couldn't wait to insert the topic of Fang Bai and Song Xiao: "You have probably forgotten my master Miao Sheng, in the north, Mr. Miao, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhang are also in a three-legged situation. Qin Xuan saw that these two people were praising each other, and they didn't have the intention of introducing their master, so he hurriedly said.

Fang Bai and Song Xiao patted their heads, the two of them snorted, and Song Xiao said: "I forgot, Mr. Miao is also a grandmaster of a generation of martial arts novels, what Brother Qin said makes sense, it makes sense." ”

Song Xiao and Fang Bai didn't want to mention Miao Sheng, generally in the north, they are ranked according to how many yuan per thousand words, Zhao Huanting ranked first with four thousand words, and Zhang Dong ranked second with three thousand words. This Miao Sheng is only two yuan per thousand words, and according to reason, he can't compare with Zhao Huanting and Zhang Dong. Even Song Xiao thinks that it is not much of a problem for him to learn from Mr. Zhao for another two or three years, and to mix a thousand words and two yuan.

Miao Sheng's level is still a master, it's just a joke, presumably Qin Xuan's level is not good.

However, this Qin Xuan is so shameless to mention, so it doesn't hurt to give face.

Song Xiaodao: "This time I came to the south mainly to meet the Southern Sect Grandmaster Bu Xiaosheng, Mr. Xiang Shuai Xiang. This Mr. Xiang is a bull man, a book of "Jianghu Heroes" four years ago became an instant hit, establishing his position as the grandmaster of the Southern School, even my master Mr. Zhao is also his descendant, and he only created "The Complete Biography of Qixia Jingzhong" three years ago, which can be regarded as laying a foundation in the north. This time, Mr. Zhao asked me to come, mainly to learn from Mr. Xiang and pay a visit. ”

Li Yu said with a smile: "My master, Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Xiang also have a good relationship, this time the main reason is to let our juniors learn from Mr. Xiang, these old writers, and then I have to take the name card to visit Xu Zhenya, Mr. Xu." What about you? ”

"We are also here to visit Mr. Xiang, these people who write romance novels are going to visit Mr. Xu or Mr. Zhou Shoujuan, anyway, if we have time, as long as we are well-known writers, we can visit, after all, there is a master's post, and those people will not turn us away."

The crowd was discussing, and for a moment the crowd was in high spirits, everyone thought they were young talents, and they praised each other, and the crowd around the acrobatic troupe outside applauded enthusiastically, which added a lot of atmosphere to the conversation between these writers.

Talking and talking, he naturally talked about Shanghai, and naturally his eyes fell on Lu Yan, Lu Yan was almost fifty years old, and he came to Shanghai to wander, but he didn't make a name for himself, so everyone joked about Lu Yan: "We can sit here and drink tea today, and we have to thank one person, Lu Yan, Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, literati don't drink, and toast you with tea instead of wine." ”

Lu Yan stood up and had a drink with Song Xiao: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, you should." ”

Fang Bai said: "At the beginning, Mr. Lu and I were writing in a newspaper, and today I see that Mr. Lu is full of spirit in a robe, and he must be doing well, and he will definitely earn more than our little guys who have a thousand words and one yuan, I don't know, but?" Fang Bai took a sip of tea, and then looked at Lu Yan with a smile, this old Xiucai was favored by the newspaper office because of his fast writing, but the newspaper office didn't look at the white man. Fang Bai couldn't be angry, so this time he felt that no matter how good Lu Yan was, he was not as high as a thousand words and one yuan, so he said a little more, so that Lu Yan couldn't get off the stage.

Lu Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly: "I haven't mixed well in Shanghai these years, thank you for your uplift." ”

"Is there a thousand words?" Fang Bai asked.

Lu Yan's hand holding the teacup trembled a little, and he said a little flustered: "No." ”

Song Xiao became interested, and then asked: "What about the thousand words and five corners?" ”

This question made Lu Yan very embarrassed, and Lu Yan could only answer: "Not yet." ”

Everyone smiled, it turned out that the old man was so miserable, and they thought that this old man was in Shanghai with a decent appearance.

At this time, Fang Bai had no scruples, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone: "Mr. Lu, you can't mix it up, if you continue to return to Beiping, I'll tell my master, Mr. Zhang, that it's not much of a problem for you to get the price of a thousand words and five jiao." ”

Song Xiao also said kindly: "Yes, you just told me to write novels here in Shanghai, but Mr. Lu, I can't help but say a word, don't write if you can't reach the five corners of a thousand words, otherwise you won't be able to make money and your body will be exhausted, it's not worth it." If you go back to Beiping, I will also say a few words to my master, Mr. Zhao, and you can choose any newspaper with 1,000 words and five corners. ”

Li Yu said with a smile: "Don't be angry with the old man." ”

Song Xiaodao: "We are caring for the elderly, why are we angry with him, are you right, Mr. Lu, how are you thinking about it, maybe you can still have something to eat when you go back to Beiping." ”

Lu Yan held the teacup nervously, and his lips, which were already bloodless, were now a little whiter: "It's still ...... No need to ......"

Lu Yan didn't make a name for himself in Beiping two years ago, and wanted to come to Shanghai to make a splash, but he didn't expect to fail again, but as a talent in the former Qing Dynasty, the arrogance of the literati in his bones is still there, how could Lu Yan not hear the ridicule in these people's words, so he rejected Song Xiao and Fang Bai's "kindness".