Wu Rui's original writing speed was not fast, because he had just entered the industry, he used to write scripts, often writing 3,000 words to delete and change 2,000 words, and still couldn't write enough exciting plot stories.

But this time it was not, the story was in front of him, twists and turns, wonderful, no need for him to carve it again and again, just work the words, and strive to write the story most accurately and catchily, and this is his strength.

Back at home, Wu Rui didn't even bother to cook on the fire, directly heated a few buns, gobbled up the tea, and immediately started to work with a candle, and wrote the paragraph before Sun Wukong was expelled from the division in one breath.

It's a pity that in the second half of the night, people are sleepy, and they really can't support it, and the words are extremely draining, otherwise he can stay up until dawn with red eyes, and he has to write all the stories he heard today.

Fortunately, with the living expenses paid in advance by the owner, he no longer needs to go out to do those odd jobs of copying and writing to earn money and survive well, which means that he has enough time to write and polish new scripts during the day in the future, and he does not have to rush for a while.

The next day, for a whole day, Wu Rui stayed at home and kept writing and revising, until the evening, and finally completed the 10,000-character script that he felt basically satisfied with, and according to the plot, it was roughly divided into four chapters, which respectively told the birth of the stone monkey and the life of the Water Curtain Cave, the process of apprenticeship, the change of life and death books in the Yama Palace, and the four episodes of breaking into the Dragon Palace to obtain a divine weapon and being sealed by the Heavenly Court.

On the afternoon of the third day, Wu Rui came to the Jingbei Hou Mansion again, but saw He Ci in the foyer.

He Ci has been in a hurry these days, and he has just finished the last script, and he came in a hurry, and his eyes lit up when he saw Wu Rui: "Brother Wu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and today is full of red light!" ”

"Really?" Wu Rui laughed, and did not deny that he didn't know if he was full of red light, but with such a wonderful story as Journey to the West, it was true that he had been in high spirits these days.

He Ci's eyes were attracted by the manuscript he was holding in his hand, and he asked curiously: "Brother Wu, this is ...... There's a new work again? Commissioned creation? ”

Wu Rui nodded with a smile: "That's right!" Brother He, you don't know, Fu Xiaohou is really a genius in compiling stories, the stories he compiled are unprecedentedly exciting, we can be entrusted with creation, three lives are fortunate! ”

Although He Ci was very grateful to Fu Xuechen for the new contract he had signed with several of them, he didn't think about how good the subject matter of the script could be obtained from Fu Xuechen, and he was surprised when he suddenly heard Wu Rui so respectful, and hurriedly asked: "I wonder if He Mou can borrow his brother's masterpiece to read it?" ”

Wu Rui shook his head and refused: "If the younger brother himself creates, I must ask Brother He for advice, but this is originally a commissioned creation by the little marquis, can it be leaked, the younger brother can't call the shots, sorry!" ”

"It's okay! It's He Mou Meng Lang! He Ciyan hurriedly apologized, expressing his understanding of Wu Rui's refusal, but he was more curious about Wu Rui's new script.

At this time, Fu Xuechen also came back from school, saw the two of them, and said a little greeting, so he instructed Fu An and asked him to lead both of them to wait outside his small study.

She saw Wu Rui first, what Wu Rui could write Journey to the West like, she was also very concerned, took the manuscript handed by the other party and began to review it, Wu Rui stood aside, looking a little worried.

"Very good!" Fu Xuechen quickly gave the first sentence of evaluation.

Wu Rui immediately breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, he completely forgot the other party's youth, as if he was facing his own husband, and he could feel happy from the bottom of his heart if he could get positive affirmation.

Fu Xuechen returned the manuscript to Wu Rui: "The beginning of this book is very important, and it is not too much to revise it again and again, Mr.'s writing is wonderful enough, but I still hope that Mr.'s sentences can be made more simple and clear, so that the audience of this book is broader, even if it is a small official who is coarse and literate, and a Mongolian school child who is more than 1,000 literate can also roughly understand it, is it okay?" ”

Wu Rui is not stupid, and immediately understood what Fu Xuechen meant, doesn't this mean that the sales target of the "Journey to the West" script will not be limited to readers, but will include three religions and nine streams, men, women and children? !

"Thank you for the little marquis, and make changes next time, it will be satisfying." Wu Rui was in high spirits, and hurriedly patted his chest to reassure.

"Good! Then you go back first! I'll do it again after I've changed the draft. Fu Xuechen smiled and nodded.

Wu Rui took the manuscript and took the lead in saying goodbye accompanied by Fu An.

Fu Xuechen sent Wu Rui away and called out He Ci: "Mr. He is from Lianghu, I don't know if Mr. He has ever heard the story of Xu Xian White Lady in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and West Lake?" ”

He Ci was slightly stunned, recalled seriously for a moment, and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it." ”

As a storyteller, you must have an impression of the good books that have appeared on the market, and you also need to pay more attention to folklore as the material for the script.

At the same time, as a scholar, he makes friends from all over the world, and his grasp of the humanities and wonderful books in various places is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Fu Xuechen was relieved: "Then, the first story I gave to Mr. to create is about this story about Xu Xian and the White Lady, this story, called "The Legend of the White Snake", I will tell Mr. a paragraph today, and Mr. will use this as a framework to go back and write the script, which is tentatively set as the first volume." ”

He Ci couldn't help but glance up at Fu Xuechen, still a little unbelievable, he didn't believe what kind of good story a young man of his age could tell, or a new story that had never appeared in the world, but with Wu Rui's praise in front, he had to believe it no matter how unbelievable it was!

So, with the unique politeness of a scholar, He Ci's attitude is also quite serious and humble: "Listen to me, please speak!" ”

Fu Xuechen nodded, and began to speak: "A long, long time ago, on the bank of the West Lake, in the city of Hangzhou, there was a family surnamed Xu, who practiced medicine for generations, and it has been passed down to the present day, and there is only one single seedling left, called Xu Xian......"

The story of the White Snake is actually not too long, especially the opening part, the left and right are just the white snake turning back to find the reincarnation of the shepherd boy to repay the life-saving grace thousands of years ago.

I didn't want to get to the Dragon Boat Festival, Xu Xian met the monk Fahai, and the monk saw that he was entangled in demonic spirit, so he instructed him to pour Xionghuang wine into Bai Suzhen in its original form, but Xu Xian was frightened, Bai Suzhen stole Ganoderma lucidum to save her husband, and rescued Xu Xian, but unfortunately Xu Xian always had a mustard, bewitched by Fahai, and was placed under house arrest by Fahai in Jinshan Temple, which caused Bai Suzhen to be furious, flooded Jinshan, and Fahai fought with both sides, and was suppressed under Leifeng Tower.

Fu Xuechen told this story relatively briefly, so he soon talked about Bai Suzhen being taken into the town** tower, stopped, picked up the hot tea and moistened his throat first.