Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Southern Sect Grandmaster is not a good student

The whole teahouse has two floors, you can drink tea, eat snacks, you can also eat, there are lanterns in the center of the living room, which can create a desolate artistic conception, and there are all kinds of rockery flowing water, flowers, trees, grass and stones, the environment is very elegant and exquisite. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info There are two floors, there is a table at the front, spread out the red carpet, and there is a long table in the center with a piece of waking wood on it. In addition, there are some newspapers, novels, and porcelain displayed around the teahouse. This teahouse is specially prepared for people who like to read novels, and the platform built at the front often has storytellers go up to talk about two paragraphs.

This teahouse is very popular with the middle-aged and elderly here, a little spare money, from time to time to come to this teahouse to drink tea, play chess, when bored to read the novel next to it, when there are many people, the boss will also invite the storyteller to come, very comfortable.

There are not many people in the teahouse today, seven or eight old men gathered around a table to watch two of them play, and a young man sat down not far away, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with an inch head, very energetic eyes, walking like a tiger, it seems that he has also practiced kung fu for a few years, when he first came in, this group of old men greeted him when they saw it, and asked jokingly: "Mr. Buxiao, how can you have time to sit here today, how is the hero of the rivers and lakes writing, after writing it, quickly bring it over to us to see." ”

"You old immortal, you think it's easy to write a novel? Tired Mr. Xiao down, we didn't have to look at it. ”

"I hope to see the finale in my lifetime."

The young man who was called Mr. Buxiao by them smiled, sat on the side by himself, and then asked the boss to make a pot of tea, and then asked for some snacks, and casually took a novel book from the World Book Company and read it, which was published in the novels recently serialized by the World Book Company, and the "Jianghu Hero" he created is now also serialized on it, in the end, this is his third book, the first "Jianghu Heroes" was an instant hit when it was created four years ago, and then when the "Jianghu Heroes" serialization ended, he quickly wrote another book Modern Chivalrous Heroes" is also a big hit, so recently began to create the third book "Jianghu Heroes".

This "Jianghu Heroes" sells better than the first "Jianghu Heroes" that made him popular, just the World Book Company's "Jianghu Says" novel book can increase the sales of one thousand every time it is released, and there are four or five thousand in total, and the price of this novel is quite expensive, five dimes a piece, which is higher than a worker's salary for a day's work, but there are still many people who buy it, and the sales are very stable, and it can't be reduced.

The remuneration given to him by the World Book Company alone has reached the price of five yuan per thousand words, and he is also a high-income group in Shanghai County.

Mr. Buxiao's pen name is "Bu Xiao Sheng".

The world is called my way; The husband is only big, so it seems to be unscrupulous. It's for the unscrupulous!

"Mr. Xiang, your dim sum." A small worker brought Mr. Buxiao's snacks over, and then worshipped: "Mr. Xiang has the kung fu to come to our teahouse to drink tea today, which proves that the following content of the Jianghu hero has been written, congratulations, when the time comes, let us see it first, we are waiting very uncomfortable, and this small plate of pastries will be given to Mr. Xiang." ”

Mr. Buxiao saw the look of admiration on the face of the worker, and said with a smile: "When the time comes, I will give it to the boss, you remember to arrange the storyteller to say the last paragraph." ”

"Oh yes." The handyman readily agreed.

Mr. Buxiao then rewarded the worker with five dimes, and the handyman was grateful to Dade for leaving, this five dimes is nothing to Mr. Buxiao, and writing a thousand words is five yuan.

Mr. Bu Xiao read "Jianghu Talk" roughly, and found that in addition to the novel he wrote, none of the other novels could be read, and the sales of "Jianghu Talk" can be so high now, it is completely driven by himself, so Mr. Bu Xiao has the idea of asking the editor-in-chief of the World Book Company to add money to him, after all, with a sales volume of four or five thousand, "Jianghu Hero" can drive three or four thousand, and it is not too much to ask for ten yuan for a thousand words.

Mr. Bu Xiao wiped his mouth, had finished eating, ready to go back, and then was surprised to see the "Dajiang Daily" hanging on the shelf next to him, Mr. Bu Xiao also knows this kind of newspaper, but the circulation of this newspaper is not as high as the novel "Jianghu Shuo", it can be said that this kind of newspaper is also garbage, Mr. Bu Xiao didn't want to read the newspaper, but today he was in a good mood, and a few hundred yuan of remuneration had been paid, so he was bored to take the "Dajiang Daily" and read the novels inside.

Mr. Buxiao took a sip of tea and flipped it disapprovingly, now writers who write novels generally submit their articles to the editorial department of the newspaper, and then the general newspaper will open another newspaper, such as "Jianghu Shuo" or "Shanghai Daily-Novel Forest", this kind of thing. But this is also the ability of a big newspaper or a bookstore, and the Xinglong Newspaper, which publishes "Dajiang Daily", also does not have this ability.

Mr. Buxiao shook his head, ready to comment on the above novels, many writers who are ready to write novels come to Mr. Buxiao for advice, but Mr. Buxiao refused, how can the method of making money tell others, but today is also in good spirits, just comment on the above novels, maybe someone will pass it on to the author of this novel, and it can also help him. Finally, Mr. Buxiao praised his broad mind and eclectic heart.

Mr. Buxiao thinks that there is no writer as generous as himself.

Mr. Buxiao opened the newspaper in a long time, and what caught his eye was the slogan of this novel: "Martial arts supreme, treasure sword and dragon slaughter." Command the world, don't dare to disobey. Leaning on the sky, who competes. Mr. Bu Xiao read it, and he wanted to blurt out the criticism, but now he can't say it, these six sentences, twenty-four words really can't find fault, and Mr. Bu Xiao suddenly had a panic in his heart, can he write these twenty-four words of majestic words?

Mr. Buxiao's face changed a little, and his brows furrowed, but with his experience, he still read down without expression fluctuations.

At this moment, the little worker in the teahouse shouted: "The new issue of "Dajiang Daily" is coming, everyone, do you want it?" ”

When the seven or eight old men gathered around the chess table heard Xiao Gong's words, they came to their senses and stopped looking at chess: "Hurry up and take them all, get a copy for each of us, and the account will be settled on my head." ”

The two old men who were playing chess on the table also pushed the chess and said: "Don't play, let's make peace, count it as peace, let's take a look at this issue of "Dajiang Daily" first." ”

"Don't you don't watch? I have seen the latest issue of any newspaper. ”

", who said I wouldn't watch? I also see the latest one. ”

"Don't rob it, didn't you see Lao Liu say that everyone has it, let me take a look, what is the title of this issue?"

"This chapter is coming, the second half of the treasure sword refining life Xuanguang, I'll just say, it's impossible to break the change, a few of you still don't believe it, this bet is lost, you invite this tea today."

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and see, the day before yesterday, Wudang Seven Heroes was playing wonderfully, and it was gone, so angry I wrote a letter directly to scold that 'mediocre student', this will not be updated today, haha."

"Look at this illustration, it's good to draw it, it's handsome, it's an apprentice trained by Zhang Sanfeng."

"Stop chattering, we'll talk about it after reading it."

The seven or eight old men chattered and excitedly snatched the newspaper from the hands of the little worker, and then a person threw a yuan from his pocket to the little worker, and was busy looking at it, concentrating, silent, the whole living room fell into silence, only the sound of these old men's rapid breathing was left, and the one who looked at it was called elated, red-faced, red-eared, laughing for a while, dignified for a while, seeing the wonderful place, there was a kind of emotion in my heart that I didn't know what kind of emotion, but I just couldn't vent it, Let this coolness swim in the body, and tears of excitement will flow down.

Mr. Buxiao closed the Dajiang Newspaper in his hand, couldn't calm down for a long time, and then heard the voices of a few old men over there, I didn't plan to go over to read it, but I heard that it was probably about a martial arts novel, but it wasn't the one I wrote, seeing these old men so excited, Mr. Buxiao couldn't help it, and walked over to ask.

"What kind of novel is this?" Mr. Buxiao asked, then threw a dime to the worker and took a newspaper from the worker's hand.

""Dajiang Daily" published "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", you won't have heard of it, Mr. Xiao, it's really wonderful, when the book is panicked, you can only look at it to relieve boredom, but now it seems to be a little addictive, I really want this author to write seventeen or eighteen chapters a day to enjoy it."

"It's written by an author called 'Yongsheng', it really makes people want to stop watching, I dreamed of the storyline last night, I was tickled by this Guo Xiang and couldn't sleep, and I turned on the light at night and watched it a few times."

"Mr. Buxiao, as the grandmaster of the Southern Novel School, you should know him."

"Haha, I feel that Mr. Buxiao's status as the grandmaster of the Southern School is not guaranteed, I don't know how many times better this "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is better than your "Jianghu Hero", even my little grandson who reads Western studies refuses to read the book, so he insisted that I go and ask Mr. 'Yongsheng' to ask for the rest of the chapters."

"Mr. Xiao is here, what nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and read it, and let the teahouse owner find a storyteller to talk about the last paragraph in two days, and everyone will be interesting to read together."

Several old men glanced at Mr. Buxiao, and there was mockery in his tone, although Mr. Buxiao is a grandmaster of the Southern School, and he is a good martial artist, but he often has a sense of purity, many times when he greets him, he loves to ignore it, and he doesn't care about the reader's feelings, and he writes how he wants, which leads to the final novel being very good-looking, and it is not good-looking to pass the time.

Compared with this "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", it is one heaven and one earth, and the difference is not a small grade.

Bu Xiao Sheng casually glanced at the newspaper novel column or two, and sneered: "Oh? This novel is better than my "Jianghu Heroes"? ”

An old man replied: "It's not good to look good, it's just that you can't stop watching "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", reading your novel is to stop if you want to, there are shortcomings and benefits, your novel doesn't delay things." As soon as this "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" came out, I have been scolded by my son and daughter-in-law several times, and it is not good to be too obsessed. ”

"Just say that "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is so good, hurry up and read it, Mr. Xiao, you hurry up and write it, and do you want the newspaper before "Dajiang Daily" to give it to you, and when the time comes, you will ponder and see if it can surpass "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" in terms of good-lookingness, haha."