Go to the place where Lu Yan lives, take down all the things, Lu Yan lives in a small alley, the place is not big, but the tidy is relatively tidy, a small living room, a small room, and others share a pot room, a total of more than 30 square meters. After putting down the things, the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info helped clean up and went out for a lunch, and Yan Buwen and Xiao Rong said goodbye.

On the way back, Xiao Rong asked Yan Buwen: "Do you think it's weird?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Lu is very polite to Lu Yan."

"Isn't it good to be polite? Maybe how long we haven't met, let's break up. Yan Buwen remembered that it was true, but he couldn't control it.

"Maybe so."

The next morning, Yan Buwen came to the Yun'an Teahouse, and after waiting for a while, the three of them came one after another. Lu Yan, as well as the two novel writers I was looking for last time, Lin Fangping (pen name: Fang Ping Jushi), Hua Shurong (pen name: White Lotus Sect Master). Lin Fangping is a man about thirty years old with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wearing a long shirt, which looks very gentle. Hua Shurong is a woman in her twenties, with very white skin but no blood, wearing a cheongsam, but because her figure is too skinny, there is no curve, and the light revealed by her eyes occasionally looks very shrewd.

Lin Fangping is mainly a book-writing businessman, and a scholar and martial arts master roams the rivers and lakes. Hua Shurong likes to write novels in which women disguise themselves as men and mingle in the rivers and lakes.

"Hello Mr. Yan." Lin Fangping looked at Yan Buwen, and heard Donggua say that this time he was introduced to Xinglong Newspaper to write a novel, and the remuneration was okay, a thousand words and five corners. So he came over, before he wrote novels in other small newspapers, and the price was only a dime of a thousand words, because the editor-in-chief of the novel was not optimistic about his scholarly martial arts novels. However, except for the fact that the protagonist is a scholar, Lin Fangping's pen power is not bad.

"Mr. Yan, it's polite." Hua Shurong said that there are very few women who write novels now, and even fewer write martial arts novels, and it is estimated that there is only one person in Shanghai. Yan Buwen heard Donggua say that Hua Shurong used to sing in a building, and then there were many little girls in the building who were younger than her and had better singing skills than her, so they compared her. After losing his job, Hua Shurong remembered that he had heard a lot of martial arts novels from Mr. Lou in the building before, so he incarnated as the "White Lotus Master" and began to create martial arts novels, because she was a woman and the protagonist was also a woman, so that the market was not large, and the price of a dime of a thousand words in other newspapers was a dime.

Next to it is Lu Yan, needless to say.

Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong looked at Yan Buwen, Yan Buwen's skin was not white, and he looked like he was in his twenties, and he turned out to be the deputy editor-in-chief of the novel column of a newspaper, which made Lin and Hua couldn't help but be surprised.

"Get to know yourselves." Yan didn't hear it.

"Long admiration."

"Fortunately." The three shook hands with each other, and Lu Yan also had a preliminary understanding of these two colleagues, although Lu Yan was not young, he didn't feel that there was a generation gap with these little friends, and it was the same when he made friends with some young friends in Beiping before. Lin Fangping is okay, but this Hua Shurong, I felt that she was lacking in blood and blood when she shook hands just now, and her hands were very cold.

"I've met you before, but I haven't said a few words, and I called you over today, mainly to get to know each other." Yan Buwen said with a smile, and asked Xiaogong to serve a pot of tea, and a little heart, and everyone chatted while eating.

"By the way, Mr. Yan, I only learned yesterday that the mediocre student who wrote "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is you." Lin Fangping said, "I also read your novels before, but I didn't expect to really see idols now." ”

Hua Shurong smiled: "You are really slow to react, I knew before I came." ”

Lu Yan said: "When I came, I read Mr. Yan's novel, and I was shocked, so I immediately worshipped Mr. Yan as a teacher." ”

"No wonder, no wonder." Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong were surprised, it turned out that Lu Yan was his apprentice, Lu Yan was a talent in the former Qing Dynasty, and he could let this old gentleman worship him as a teacher, but it was conceivable how strong Yan Buwen's own strength was. They had also heard of it before, when Yan Buwen came, "Dajiang Daily" had not yet been divided, that is, he used a copy of "Yitian" to make the sales of "Dajiang Daily" from two or three thousand, to nine thousand, ten thousand, and finally after the distribution, the sales of "Zero" were even higher, directly reaching 12,000!

Today is the last episode of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", and it is estimated that the sales volume will be at least 13,000.

Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong hurriedly said: "If Mr. Yan does not dislike it, we are also willing to worship Mr. Yan as a teacher and be willing to be taught." ”

Yan Buwen said: "There is no need to apprentice, you have your own writing ideas, and it is good to keep it up." ”

"Hmm." The two nodded, and the master was the teacher, "Mr. Yan said so, we should not force ourselves, but we should also practice the rites of the teacher." ”

Yan Buwen smiled, these people have written a lot of novels, and there is always a kind of Jianghu atmosphere in time, but it is also with them, they are happy.

"Did Lu Yan have any thoughts last night?" Yan Buwen asked, Lu Yan's advantage lies in his pen power, and his disadvantage lies in the plot, if Lu Yan can think of a good plot, the novel he writes is probably no worse than "Heaven and Dragon Slayer".

Lu Yan took out a few pieces of paper and said, "I wrote a chapter when I went back last night, Mr. Yan, or take a look." ”

Yan Buwen took it, quickly looked at two pieces of paper, and then handed it to Lin Fangping and Hua Shurong next to him, and asked them to see: "What do you think?" ”

After these two people saw it, they thought it was very good, and they couldn't find anything wrong. So Yan Buwen handed the pile of manuscripts to the small worker who came over to add tea, and asked him to see what he thought?

Lu Yan didn't understand Yan Buhuan's actions, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Yan, why is this?" Can't the three of us see the quality of the manuscript, and you can't see it, Mr. Yan? ”

Yan Buwen said: "Otherwise, I think your manuscript is very good, but I always feel a little wrong from the perspective of readers, so let Xiaogong take a look." ”

"Doesn't smell?"

Yan Buwen said: "That's right, novels are meant to be read by readers, and the observation points we write novels are different from those of reading novels. ”

Xiao Gong looked at a few pieces of paper, smiled and said to Yan Buwen: "It's okay, everyone, I can't find anything wrong, don't embarrass me." ”

Yan Buwen gave the worker a dime tip, and said with a smile: "Just talk about the feeling of seeing it, for example, if you read the beginning of this novel, will you continue to read it." ”

Xiaogong thanked Yan Buwen for his generosity, thought for a while, and said: "In my feeling, it's true that the novel is okay, but if the novel is not long, I will continue to read it, and if I know that the novel is too long, I'm afraid I won't be interested in chasing it." ”

Lu Yan looked at Xiao Gong's expression, he must be telling the truth, everyone has a feeling in their hearts, but they can't hold it, so Yan Buwen stuffed Xiao Gong with a dime: "You will think about it, let you feel when you can't stand it, tell us." ”