Chapter 6: Three Days of Retreat
Xijun picked up the pen and wrote down the eight characters of "Ghost Blowing Lantern: The Essence of the Ancient City", and the book "Ghost Blowing Lamp" is prevalent in feng shui culture! It is very suitable for Hong Kong Island people to read, and it is different from the popular martial arts novels, novel views, popular culture, and elaborate storylines! Xijun is 200% sure of being an instant hit! I can only sing to the doll in open crotch pants and say, 'I'm sorry.' 'Your masterpiece is coming out decades early!'
At this moment, a few small knocks ran up to the attic! yelling; 'I want to eat ice cream', looking at my younger brothers and sisters who were sweating profusely and the children of Sister-in-law Lin behind her. Xijun had no choice but to put down the pen and paper and take the remaining Hong Kong dollars to go downstairs and buy a few ice creams in the small shop next door. 'Well, I didn't lie to you! As long as we open our mouths, my brother will definitely buy it for us,' said Sister-in-law Lin's children, 'Great, there will be no shortage of ice cream to eat in the future!' My mom rarely buys us ice cream to eat! Hearing a few whispers behind him, Xijun shook his head and smiled, he was really bought by a few ice creams!
After returning to the attic and confessing to a few children, I entered the great business of writing, opening the proverb; Hair mound seal, touch the golden talisman, move the mountain and unload the mountain to find the dragon's trick;
People light candles, ghosts blow out lamps, and they look for the stars;
Mercury spots, bright vessels, and countless dragon tower treasure halls;
The coffin, the bronze coffin, the eight characters are not hard, and they are not close to the front;
erect burial pits, box graves, move mountains and unload ridges to walk around;
Fiercely clothed, smiling corpses, ghosts laugh better than listening to ghosts cry.
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It wasn't until I wrote it that I realized that the font on Hong Kong Island is mostly the same as that in the mainland, but there is too much difference between simplified and traditional Chinese! I didn't know that I needed to use traditional Chinese ......, so I had to go downstairs and find Sister-in-law Lin and ask; 'Sister-in-law, can you help me read this article?' What are the differences with Hong Kong Island characters! Sister-in-law Lin took the manuscript suspiciously and read it! After a while, more than 20 words were circled! There are nearly 60 typos in 3,000 words, Sister-in-law Lin said with a smile; 'Such a big man still makes a typo!' I'll take it next time I'm done, I'll usually have time to help you change it in the afternoon! But it's well written, and I'm hooked. 'Xijun didn't know how to explain it...... Fortunately, most Hong Kong Island people have the habit of reading newspapers at this time, otherwise Sister-in-law Lin may not be able to understand it, and Hong Kong Island people reading newspapers at this time are really not nonsense! According to records, in 1957 there were 42 newspapers in Hong Kong, selling about 400,000 copies, and by 1970, there were 70 newspapers selling more than 1 million copies a day! By 1989, the newspaper exceeded 100 and sold 1.88 million copies a day, with an average of more than 5 million people at that time, with an average of one newspaper for every three people.
With the revised manuscript in hand, I hurried back to the attic. Look at the changed words and compare them.,Continue to start the masterpiece.。 It wasn't until the evening that he came down from upstairs, wrote about 30,000 words, and gave it to Sister-in-law Lin to correct.
After dinner, settle down for a few hours, continue to struggle under the light, and after comparison, it is now possible to write normally! In the process of writing, I found that I don't know if it is a reborn relationship, Yu Xijun's soul and Yu Ziwu's soul are fused, and the brain is abnormally clear and active! That's why you can say 30,000 words a day. I remember that in my previous life, scientists studied that human beings only developed less than 10% of the brain, and Xijun is the fusion of two souls, maybe the brain has also been developed to 20%! Many memories of the previous life naturally and clearly come to mind, and it is really like a divine help!
In this way, I wrote about 100,000 words in two days, day and night! On the morning of the third day, Xijun, who had eaten, helped Sister-in-law Lin clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and simply cleaned herself up to make herself look more mature. I borrowed some money from Sister-in-law Lin, and I had already borrowed it anyway. It's not a bad fare! He hurried to the headquarters of Ming Pao with tens of thousands of words of manuscript.
"Ming Pao" was one of the most influential newspapers on Hong Kong Island at this time, and its founder was the famous literary hero Mr. Sheng Jinyong. It is said that the newspaper has just opened and its reputation is insufficient, but Mr. Kim Yong insists on writing novels every day to attract readers. Who knew that the more he wrote, the more popular it became, and slowly Ming Pao became one of the top newspaper giants on Hong Kong Island...... Xijun wanted to serialize the novel in Ming Pao, on the one hand, because the influence of Ming Pao was the start of the novel, and there were many readers. On the other hand, it is because Xijun hopes to be recognized by Mr. Jin Yong and write a comment for the work. Just like the celebrity effect of later generations, you don't see the celebrity effect of later generations, brainless money owners carnival consumption, whether good or bad, just buy, buy, buy. This can make the novel an instant hit! As for the manuscript fee, I was mentally prepared to be depressed at the beginning! If you want the fish to take the bait, how to attract the fish to eat the bait without making a nest in advance!
I paid the fare and walked into the gate of Ming Pao. I saw the front desk come forward and said; 'Miss, how do you submit your post?' ''You're here to submit a novel, right?'' Go up to the editorial submission department on the second floor, and someone will receive you! The front desk lady glanced at him and said. After Xijun thanked him.
Hurriedly went up to the second floor to find the editorial office, a middle-aged receptionist with glasses glanced at the manuscript he was holding and said; 'Register your name, home address and contact information, drop off your things and go back!' ''It's that simple?'' Don't you take a look at my novel?' Xijun said in surprise. 'So what do you want to do?' Hit the street, look at the bookcase behind me, it's full of submitted novels! First come, first come, first come, do you understand? Besides, I don't have time to watch them one by one! If you want to vote, you will vote, and if you don't vote, you will get out. We don't have a shortage of novels. The receptionist looked at him and said disdainfully. Looking at his attitude, Xi Jun instantly became angry and said; 'Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor! How do you know I'm not the next Mr. Kim Yong. Remember the name "Ghost Blowing Lantern Spirit Superb Ancient City", he will make you regret your decision today. Just wait and see! Then he walked away, and the onlookers whispered in the back! 'The corners of your mouth don't even grow hair, you think you're Ni Frame? The receptionist said disdainfully. A colleague next to him said; "Don't be angry, every day there are not opportunistic street boys to contribute, thinking of becoming famous! And he also speaks mainland dialect, and he wants to get rich and go crazy! Listening to the ridicule and ridicule behind, Xijun secretly swore an oath. Be sure to earn it back! There is no place to stay here, and he strode out of the headquarters of Ming Pao, got in the car and returned to the attic to continue writing.
Time passed slowly between the friction of pen and paper, and Sister-in-law Lin came back from work and asked; 'How's it going, has it worked?' ''I failed, I didn't even look at it, and I laughed at me as a mainland boy!'' Xijun said expressionlessly. "It's okay, if it doesn't work, just change a newspaper, there are hundreds of newspapers in Xiangjiang, there will always be a time for success!" But don't you speak Hong Kong Island? How can it be ridiculed! Sister-in-law Lin comforted. 'I'm angry and I'm talking in my hometown!' It was heard. But it's okay, I'm going to release the novel myself. Xijun replied. Xijun Hong Kong Island dialect was learned to sing Cantonese songs in the previous life! Sister-in-law Lin was surprised; 'Do you have any money?' Forget it, I can't help if I ask! Think for yourself! My sister-in-law is going to cover your room and board for two months! ''Thank you, sister-in-law Lin, I'm fine, you don't have to worry!'' Go ahead and get busy, I'll write it down. Finish the first book! 'Xijun said. 'Alright then, you'll come down to eat later.' I'm not going to come up and call you. Sister-in-law Lin replied.
Xijun actually has his own plans, and he wants to go to the Shaw Brothers Broadcasting Road studio first to recommend himself and write a few movie scripts that were popular in the previous life! After earning fame in opening a film company! But today's encounter reminded him of the tragic life of a Hollywood screenwriter in his previous life! The script of the newcomer who is not famous can only be put in the warehouse and full of dust! Isn't he famous? Why did Golden Harvest and Shaw Brothers invest in your films? So on second thought, it's better to own a newspaper first, start with the media, and build your own entertainment empire little by little.
I took out the contents of the basket and looked at the gold, I don't know how much money it can be exchanged, and whether it is enough to set up a small newspaper! Forget it, I'll talk about it tomorrow, and then copy the ghost blowing the lamp; 'Looking for the dragon and dividing the gold to see the winding mountain, a heavy entanglement is a heavy pass. If there is an eight-point risk when closing the door, there is no yin and yang gossip! ’
Sweat flowed silently in the hot weather. Stuffy in the attic like a stove! With a pen, Xijun is writing the dissatisfaction and grief in his heart!