The night grew deeper.

There was silence everywhere.

"It's really too remote here," I thought as I stroked Miaohan's smooth and delicate body, "It's more deserted and remote than I ever imagined!" ”

"I also think," Miao Han said softly, "that there are only a few houses in the whole building, and they are not there during the day. However, it's good to be cold, clean and idle, and no one harasses you! ”

"It's good for codewords," I said, smiling, "and it's perfect for me!" ”

"But I'm still a little scared," Miao Han said seriously, "you have to take care of me!" ”

"That's for sure," I swore by a solemn oath, "I'm always on call, I'm here to come, I'm going to be there!" ”

Miao Han smiled.

My heart was beaming.

A night of lingering sorrow.

After dawn, I wandered towards Feng Grace Garden.

The editorial office of "Freelance Writer" is located in Huilongguan Fengya Garden.

The editorial office is not large, it is converted from two houses, and there are several editors busy in front of the computer in the partition inside. On a bookshelf against the wall, there are many books and newspapers.

Lao Qin is in his twenties, younger than I thought, and much more enthusiastic. He took me on a proud tour of his editorial office and enthusiastically introduced me to his editors. Finally, we came to his office together.

"How much do you earn from working on manuscripts?" Lao Qin asked.

"Not too much," I told the truth, "though, it's really tiring!" The most important thing is that there is no sense of accomplishment because I want to publish a book of my own! ”

"Do you want to go to work?" Lao Qin then asked.

"Where are you?" I asked with a smile.

"If you want to be an editor, I'll do it!" Lao Qin said seriously, "The salary is not high, but it is definitely more profitable than processing manuscripts!" ”

"I'd actually prefer to make my own book," I told the truth, "than to make a wedding dress for someone else!" ”

"This is easy to do," Lao Qin said happily, "I have a lot of bookseller friends, if you want to make a book, I will introduce it to you!" ”

"Thank you very much!" I said wistfully.

"That's good!" Lao Qin said briskly, "I'll have a treat at noon, and I'll introduce you to a bunch of friends who make books!" ”

"You've got so many friends," I smiled, "and they're all over!" ”

Around noon.

Lao Qin and I came to a restaurant on Yuzhi West Road.

Lao Qin ordered a lot of dishes and invited many of his friends who made books.

Lao Qin began to introduce his friends one by one.

"These friends of mine are all making books," Lao Qin said to me enthusiastically, "you can do whatever you want!" ”

"Try it with me!" Lao Yang rushed to speak, "I'm short of authors now!" ”

Only then did I take a closer look at the bookseller Lao Yanglai.

Lao Yang is a native of Sichuan, not far from the editorial office of "Freelance Writer", and is said to have published many books.

We started drinking and chatting.

Everyone's topics revolve around books and women, both of which are of most interest to me.

"Don't just drink," Lao Qin said to me, "just say a few words!" ”

"Then I'll say a few words," I said, with a drunken eye, "and I agree with you!" Making that and making a book are closely related! Perfect and harmonious sex life, which can take care of the body; May be beneficial for mental health; Can strengthen bones; It can relieve the stress of life; Can enhance resistance; It can dispel body aches and pains; can sleep peacefully; can sharpen the senses; It can boost self-confidence; can stimulate creativity...... In life, we can always use that to induce ourselves to think holistically. As long as you extend the feeling of doing that to all aspects of making a book, and make a book with an open mind when doing that, you will be amazed to find that life, love, and dreams are so beautiful! ”

The applause continued.

I'm very satisfied and proud.

"Isn't that quite telling!" Lao Qin smiled, "It's really a blockbuster!" ”

"Yes," I said without modesty, "the song of the yellow finches, and the chatter, and the slang of the words; The sound of Dapeng, if it does not sound, it is enough, and it soars to the sky. ”

"Do you mean that we have become chattering finches?" Old Qin laughed.

"You're chattering Roc!" I smiled.

Old Qin laughed.

After eating and drinking, I, Lao Qin, and Lao Yang walked towards Lao Yang's house chatting together.

After walking for ten minutes, we arrived.

Lao Yang's home is extremely decorated, and the bookcases in the study are full of books, and there are at least tens of thousands of books in a room.

Lao Yang's face was full of pride, and he began to introduce the books he made one by one.

I flipped through it with interest.

Finally, we sat down in Lao Yang's living room.

"Have you ever made a book before?" Lao Yang asked.

"Nope!" I'll be honest, "I've written a novel, but it's not published!" However, hundreds of articles have been published in newspapers and magazines! ”

"That's good!" Lao Yang said happily, "The friends that Lao Qin can introduce, the writing will not be bad!" ”

I laughed.

"I have a topic now," said Yang seriously, "but I am not very mature, and I just want to make a book about a short story, because similar books are selling very well now!" ”

"The sales of short story books are quite good now!" I chimed in.

"Not bad," said Lao Yang ponderingly, "but we must surpass them, so that we can publish them, and we may sell well!" It is important to have your own selling point and not infringe! ”

"No infringement," I swore solemnly, "you can rest assured of this!" ”

"Many classic short stories must be condensed and condensed," Lao Yang said seriously, "It is best to condense to less than 100 words, to win by conciseness, and to be careful not to be the same as other people's narratives!" ”

"I know that," I said with a smile, "I used to reason with my girlfriend, starting with a little story or a little humor, and then drawing her the truth and making her understand." If she still doesn't understand, then I'll give her another idea! ”

"That's what it means," said Lao Yang, "a little story and a little feeling!" ”

"I think it's better to add a small dial!" I thought about it.

"Here's an example!" Lao Yang smiled.

"Do you know the story of the 'Yellow Ribbon' that spread all over the world?" I asked Lao Yang.

"Yes," said Old Yang, "it is the yellow ribbon on the oak tree!" ”

"Yes," I said earnestly, "I'll give you an example of this story!" ”

"Okay!" Lao Yang smiled.

"The little story is," I told with a smile, "a prisoner wrote to his wife before he was released from prison: 'If you have remarried, I can forgive you; If you are still alone, if you need me to go home, then hang a yellow ribbon on that big oak tree at the entrance of the town; If you don't want me to go home, then you forget about it. If I can't see the yellow ribbon, I will go on my own! As the prisoner passed through the town, he saw the great oak tree covered with yellow ribbons. ”

"Yes!" Lao Yang said happily, "Your way of narrating is indeed different from theirs, and it is very short, our little story should be so simple!" And what do you mean by 'small dials'? ”

"A little bit is," I said seriously, "that the way to cherish love is very simple, just tie a tolerant yellow ribbon to the tree of life." ”

"Not bad!" Lao Yang smiled and said, "What about the 'little insight'?" ”

"The little feeling is," I said deeply, "great love always embodies a spirit of selflessness." Great lovers always push us to be positive and make our lives change and improve at critical moments in our lives. ”

"That's the way it is!" Lao Yang slapped his thigh and was happy, "After you go back, you will make a sample chapter first, there are three or five articles, bring the outline!" I have a lot of related books here that you can refer to and learn from! If the sample chapter is done, I feel that there is no problem, and I can give you half of the manuscript fee in advance! ”

I nodded excitedly and got on the bus with a stack of books.

Wobbly all the way.

All the way, I was typing the draft over and over again.