Chapter 152: Condolences to the bodyguards
"Who are you looking for?" Knocking on the door, a young man in his twenties stood at the door, asking with a wary expression.
"I'm a big reader of Ghost Magazine, and we're here to contribute!" Makihara made a pious look and said in an excited tone.
The young man hesitated for a few seconds, but finally turned sideways and opened the door, inviting the two to enter.
Compared to this humble building, the layout and decoration of the rooms are closer to this era. This house is very large, it should be a four-bedroom and two-living room house, only one living room is forty or fifty square meters, in addition to some printers, binding machines and other equipment, there are seven or eight desks by the window. The walls on all four sides are lined with large and small blackboards, which are plastered with printed documents such as manuscript paper and pictures, and the whole room smells of heavy ink.
"You may be seated!" The young man put two glasses of water on the sofa at the door of Mu Yuan's door, "I'm the editor in charge, Luo Xuanren!" ”
"Poof!" Long Ling'er drank half of the tea and squirted out directly, splashing the other party's body.
"Ahem! I'm sorry! Long Ling'er was obviously choked by the water, and apologized again and again while waving her hands.
"I didn't ...... It's nothing! Luo Xuanren was also embarrassed, this really can't be blamed on the other party, it's really his name is too lethal.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little weird, Mu Yuan hurriedly took out a few printed manuscript papers from his bag and handed them over, saying, "This is the manuscript I wrote, please review it!" ”
Luo Qiren didn't refuse, he took the manuscript and read it quickly, and he had already read the manuscript hastily before the three minutes were up. This manuscript was written by Mu Yuan in class today, and the content is the story of Cui Fatzi's fish tank, of course, there are many details hidden in it, and at the same time, some horror elements are added.
"The story is well-intentioned, but the writing needs to be revised again!" Luo Qiren commented.
"Is that okay?" Makihara made an excited expression and asked eagerly.
Luo Qiren nodded and said, "It should be no problem to revise it well!" However, I still need to ask the editor-in-chief! ”
"Great, I'm sorry for you!" Makihara said gratefully.
"Here's my business card!" Luo Qiren walked to the desk and took a business card and handed it to Mu Yuan, "The phone number and email on it, just send the revised draft directly to my mailbox, no need to run over!" ”
"Thank you very much!" Makihara hurriedly stood up and took the business card with both hands.
"But I want to tell you in advance, our manuscript fee is not very high!" Luo Xuanren explained, "With the rapid development of the Internet in recent years, our reading materials have also been greatly affected, because the circulation is relatively small, so the manuscript fee is lower than that of some provincial publications, only the standard of 20 yuan per thousand words!" ”
"It's okay, it's okay!" Mu Yuan waved his hand, "As long as it can be published, even if there is no manuscript fee, I am willing!" ”
Mu Yuan's attitude is not uncommon, this manuscript can be printed and signed is a dream of many people, I don't see that many academic journals not only do not have manuscript fees, but also need to spend money to be published.
"Okay, so be it!" Luo Qiren proposed to send off the guest, "You leave an e-mail address, and after the editor-in-chief reads it, I will inform you of the specific revisions!" ”
Makihara wrote down his e-mail, and when he handed it over, he pretended to be careless and asked, "Can you provide me with some materials?" I want to write about it for a long time! ”
"Material?" Luo Xuanren was stunned.
"yes, like some haunted rumors and old homes or something!" "I'm very interested in these supernatural places, and if I can see them in person, I believe I can write a better story!" ”
The drowsy Long Ling'er heard Mu Yuan's question, and suddenly became sober, and she finally understood why Mu Yuan ran over to submit the article inexplicably.
"We don't have that!" Luo Xuanren smiled and waved his hand, "Although we are doing a book of ghosts and supernatural books, this is just to meet the needs of readers, we have always adhered to a materialist worldview, and we are not resolutely opposed to ghosts and gods!" ”
Long Ling'er pursed her lips, this set of rhetoric seemed to have been rehearsed in advance.
"Oh, that's it!" Mu Yuan pretended to think for a while, "I saw a ghost story published in your issue before, which was written about a tunnel in Beiyuan New District, and I have personally experienced this thing!" ”
After saying these words, Mu Yuan and Luo Qiren looked at each other, and there was a stalemate for a minute, and Long Ling'er on the side watched the two exchange eyes with affection, and goosebumps came out.
"Oh, maybe some readers heard some false rumors and adapted them into stories and submitted them to us!" Luo Qiren smiled.
"Oh!" Mu Yuan pretended to be disappointed, scratched his head, and said, "Then if you have any good material here, please tell me, I really want to become a long-term writer of your magazine!" ”
"Definitely!" This time, Luo Xuanren did not refuse, and accepted it with a mouthful.
"Thanks!" Mu Yuan shook hands with Luo Qiren, and when he walked out of the door, he glanced at a camera at the door, intentionally or unintentionally.
"That's it?" Downstairs, Long Ling'er asked with interest.
"What else?" Mu Yuan spread his stall and said, "It's the first time we've come to the door, so it's impossible for people to say everything, so it's normal to test it!" ”
"I know this!" Long Ling'er said, "I just feel a little troublesome, try to come and go, it's annoying!" ”
"Just get used to it!" Makihara said, "Didn't you do the same to me at the beginning! ”
"Then I can't blame me, it's not you who is hiding!" Long Ling'er said dissatisfiedly, "And you haven't confessed to me yet!" ”
While Zheng was talking, Mu Yuan's mobile phone rang, and it was a crayfish calling.
"Master, my parents will be on the plane in the afternoon, and they will accompany me to meet my parents tomorrow!" The crayfish said, with unconcealed excitement in his tone.
"Why should I go? That's your parents, what does it have to do with me! Makihara asked.
"If you don't go, why do you want a gambling book?" The crayfish said dissatisfiedly, "And my mother heard that I had a new master, she was a little worried, afraid that you would sell me, and she would have to meet to rest assured!" ”
Mu Yuan was a little dissatisfied with the word "receive" that Crayfish said, as if he had to accept Crayfish's apprentice with a dead face.
"That's it!" The crayfish didn't give Mu Yuan a chance to repent, and hung up the phone directly.
"What? The ugly daughter-in-law is finally going to see her in-laws? Long Ling'er asked gloatingly.
"Why don't you go with us tomorrow?" Makihara suggested.
"I'm not going!" Long Ling'er said, "Tomorrow is the weekend, and I still want to sleep lazy, so I'm not interested in being a big light bulb!" ”
Mu Yuan felt that there was a sour smell in Long Ling'er's words, and he was about to continue to tease, but suddenly found a black Volkswagen parked at the corner of the alley.
"Looks like our bodyguards are back!" Makihara said depressedly.
"Hee-hee, you just found out! I noticed it when I came! Long Ling'er smiled and said, "Why don't we go up and say hello and offer condolences?" ”
"Okay!" Makihara nodded, this feeling of privacy being violated was really uncomfortable.
Seeing that Mu Yuan nodded in agreement, Long Ling'er walked over impatiently, for fear that Mu Yuan would regret it later. Long Ling'er came to the car and knocked lightly on the window, and the people in the car hesitated for a long time before slowly rolling down the window. Makihara glanced into the car from a distance, and there seemed to be only two people sitting in the car, both wearing a pair of big sunglasses, like FBI police officers in American blockbusters.
"What's the matter?" The driver sitting in the driver's seat asked, staring at Long Ling'er vigilantly.
"Oh, it's okay, I just wanted to remind you that it's forbidden here!" Long Ling'er said with a grin, and pointed to the sign on the side of the road.
"Neurotic!" The driver glanced to the side of the road, then cursed disdainfully.
Long Ling'er didn't mind, grinned at the two people in the car, turned her head and walked back.
"Hello?" Makihara asked, and glanced at the car curiously, but found nothing unusual.
"Let's go!" Long Ling'er didn't explain, and after greeting her, she jumped up and led the way in front.
The two of them hadn't taken a few steps before the sound of a car starting could be heard behind the car, but after only a few seconds, the sound of the engine suddenly became violent, mixed with shouts. When Makihara turned his head, he saw the car swaying from side to side in the narrow alley, and then crashed into a big tree around the corner with a "bang", and even the front cover of the trunk was bumped into a large lump.
"Ahh
As soon as the door of the car opened, the two people inside jumped out of the car with rolling belts, and kept tearing and slapping their clothes.
"What did you do?" Mu Yuan looked at the embarrassed appearance of the two and asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing!" Long Ling'er shrugged, "I just threw a pack of termites into the car!" ”
"Termites? It can't be a man-eating ant, right? Mu Yuan couldn't help but shudder, "Why do you still have this kind of thing on you?" ”
"It's not that serious!" Long Ling'er said indifferently, "It's used to feed Xiaojin, it can't bite the dead, it's only swollen for a few days at most!" ”
Mu Yuan looked Long Ling'er up and down, this graceful and sunny little demon girl looks like a beautiful girl who walked down from the comics, but after you get to know her thoroughly, you will definitely not be able to associate her with any mythological stories, even if she has always had that angelic mischievous smile on her face.
"Forget it, mourn for them!" Mu Yuan thought, "I don't know if these guys in the back should ask for such an errand in front of their masters!" ”