Wang Shuo poured a glass of water for Mijiashan and handed a cigarette, "Misunderstanding, big misunderstanding, this is really not me, how can I give this name, what money and food, vulgar, vulgar!" ”

"Where did this grandson come from," Wang Shuo looked at it, "Look at this paragraph, this section is sent to the hospital, you can look at it again, take wedding photos for others...... I'm not familiar with the hospital, taking wedding photos? I've never photographed ...... myself."

What he means is that a writer must have life experience, and without life experience, what he writes is not contagious or realistic.

"You really didn't write it......"

"Beijing, there are too many people, I am the only one who can write, Zhenyun, why don't you say that he wrote it?"

Liu Zhenyun was still honest at this time, and he also published a few drafts last year, so he got mixed with these people.

"Well, I don't think it's really like what you wrote, this, I've read it three times, this poor mouth, the Hutong masters in the capital, any one can open his mouth and come," Liu Zhenyun said Wang Shuo happily in one sentence, but in the next sentence, he put on a straight face, "However, I feel that this person writes things more deeply than you......"

Liu Zhenyun pointed to the end of the end, people just let the man and woman have feelings, but they just don't break through......

"Well, there are feelings, not shallow." Zheng Xiaolong also smiled and patted Wang Shuo's shoulder, "Your things are too straightforward and ...... subtle."

"The writing is also better than you," Ma Weidu has worked as a literary editor, and he has his own vision, "You are a style of writing with boiled water, looking at other people's descriptions, Chinese New Year's Eve the loneliness of the night, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation...... Just this sentence, you girl can't write it for the rest of your life......"

……

Everyone was gossiping, at first Ye Daying was still neutral, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he seemed to be unlevel, "Well, this book, our West Film Studio and your Eying Studio are all fighting, you say, your book is what we can look at......"

Wang Shuo was really annoyed, "Brothers, you guys came to me for most of the day, and the co-authors just made fun of me and criticized me, get out, get out of here...... Where did it come from, I can't see it out of my mind......"

He picked up the magazine and threw it outside, Ma Weidu quickly took it, these people are used to ordinary fighting, he teased while flipping through the magazine, "Brother a few people come all the way to come over, it's not easy, Ye Dao and Mi Dao are one from Xi'an and the other from Shanghai, how inappropriate it is for you not to invite us out for a meal......"

Money and food, money and food......

As he read the manuscript, he said, "How do I think of someone...... Could he be the author? ”

"Who, which grandson, do we know each other?" Feng Xiaogang immediately asked with a tooth.

"Who, tell me quickly." Ye Daying and Mi Jiashan couldn't help but urge, they were finally going to find the main owner, and the two of them looked at the thin Ma Weidu.

"Last time I had dinner at the Kunlun Hotel, didn't people let me go to his house to see the pair of bottles, he lived in Qianliang Hutong......"

"Yes," Zheng Xiaolong patted his thigh, "Ask Qiu Peinan and his sister will know everything, Qiu Peinan, we can't reach others, let Haiyan ask ......"

……

is also in Beijing Film Studio, and there is another person who reads at night at this time, Xia Gang, the young director of Beijing Film Film.

He is a typical second generation of Wen, and he is the young master of Xia Chun, one of the "four famous directors" of BJ Renyi.

Xia Lao has been in Renyi for 40 years, and he directed "Thunderstorm" and "Teahouse", and most of his works in his life are dramas at the bottom of the box.

After graduating from Xia Gang Beiying, he first returned to the Municipal Engineering Bureau of his original unit, and just one year later, he was transferred to Beiying Studio, and Zhang Yimou and Zhang Junzhao, who were assigned to Guangxi, could only gamble for ten years in order to make films, and signed a military order with the factory in exchange for the opportunity to shoot "One and Eight......

He quickly got in touch with the contemporary editor through his connections, and the editor said the same thing as the studio, but they also gave him a copy of Tang Qin's manuscript.

Well, in these years, there are not many people who can go abroad, but with the name of the hotel, it is different, since there are not many people who go abroad, the hotel can always remember to live, or have an impression, when have Chinese come in to live.

He just wanted to try his luck, but when he called over the international distance, he really asked for flowers, and they clearly said that the performance troupes of China TV and the National Ballet of China had lived here.

At this moment, Xia Gang was happy, and he asked about the Chinese Ballet, as if there was no such person.

Zhonghua TV Station, the next day, he personally ran to the door.

"Well, the people who write things in the crew, I haven't heard that anyone has this hobby......" Yu Guanghua, the deputy director of the team, tried to recall, "Well, it's Tang Qin of our station, in those days, he didn't go out of the door, he was nested in the hotel, did you think it would be him......"

"Yes, didn't he write any kind of poetry, it's called the April Commemorative ......"

April, now it is also April, if it is really Tang Qin, this April can be commemorative.

Xia Gang feels that he is floating now, as soon as he directs, he accidentally did the work of public security, and when he went out, Deputy Director Yu Guanghua did not forget to add, "Xiao Tang, aren't you filming in your Beiying now, you ask him directly." ”

Xia Gang didn't ask Tang Qin, this person took a name, and he didn't leave his contact information, obviously he didn't want to admit himself, but this book was too good, he had to report to the leader.

"Tang Qin, you said this was written by Tang Qin?" Zhang Shaoting, the deputy director of the factory, was very surprised, "Wait a minute, I have something here, let's take a look and see if it's his ......."

He took out a material, this is the material that Director Wang Yang asked Tang Qin to write, and after returning to Beiying, he photocopied a few copies, and several deputy factory directors had one copy.

"Look ......"

The handwriting on the notepad of the Singapore Hotel and the handwriting of Tang Qin's materials were the same, the font was the same as that of the white spoon, and they both wrote so elegantly...... "That's right, it's him." Xia Gang stood up and looked for a long time, and this person was right under his nose.

"Hey, it's really this kid, what do you say, this book has to stay in the Beijing Film Studio, you, report to the old director immediately." Zhang Shaoting was happy, "Well, the day after tomorrow, the Dream of Red Mansions crew will come back from Shanghai, and we will talk to him in person......"

……

However, what Xia Gang didn't expect was that Tang Qin returned to the capital from Shanghai and went directly back to Qianliang Hutong, where Mi Jiashan and Ye Daying were waiting for him.

"This trip to the capital is worth it, and I finally saw the real Buddha today......" Ye Daying didn't say anything, and put 10,000 yuan on the table of the Eight Immortals, "I'll tell you the truth, we inquired around to find you out, this book, we asked for ...... in the West Film Studio"

"Our Eying ......" Mi Jiashan is also full of confidence, Han Sanping said, no matter how much money it is, Eying Studio can't lose to Xiying Studio, "20,000 yuan." ”

Tang Qin sat on the train for more than ten hours, he was really tired, he tried to deal with these uncles, the uncle who came to deliver money, "It's not about money......"

He is not familiar with Ye Daying, nor is he familiar with Mi Jiashan, but he owes Zhu Lin a favor, he picked up 20,000 yuan, and Ye Daying was anxious, "Don't, wait, we will also add money......"

……

When Xia Gang found Tang Qin, the book had already been sold to Eying Studio.

When he returned to the factory in frustration, the old factory director Wang Yang was not in a hurry, "I called Eying, we have this book ......"

How? Xia Gang wondered, the contract has been signed, how can I still spit out the fat in the mouth of the Eying Factory?

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

"Let's exchange the book with them, we give them the book of the secret history of female stars, and they also have to transfer the ,......" Eying Studio asked for 70,000 yuan, "We will give 80,000!" Director Wang Yang gritted his teeth and smiled, "Let them have nothing to say!" ”