"We are looking for lyricists and composers with a high salary. There is no upper limit on the price, it depends on the quality.
Contact address: Hong Kong xxxxxx, Contact person: Cheng Shufen.
Hong Kong in the 1970s, 1980s and 1990s was a golden age for music creation, and its film and television industry was known as the Hollywood of the East, with gold everywhere and hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
When Zhang Qiurui saw this advertisement, he immediately had an idea in his mind.
Later in her life, she listened to many Cantonese songs, Mandarin songs, English songs, and even Korean and Japanese songs. She remembered many of the lyrics and the melodies were engraved in her heart.
As long as she knows the musical notation, she can transform the melodies and lyrics in her memory into actual creations.
She doesn't lack money now, but that doesn't mean she won't lack money in the future. What's more, she will go to school after college..., so she will have to spend a lot of money on certain things then.
She can start her business in Hong Kong now and make money. If she has the chance in the future, she can use Cheng Shufen's help to publish her novels in Hong Kong.
The method of calculating royalties in Hong Kong is not the same as in the mainland, where royalties are calculated based on the number of words per thousand.
In other words, if a book becomes a bestseller, the royalties will be astronomical, far more than what she can earn in the mainland.
Cheng Shufen is also a simple figure in Hong Kong. In addition to hosting concerts for Teresa Teng, Sam Hui, Law Man and others, she also discovered Mei Yanfang, Zhang Guorong and others.
As long as I can get in touch with Cheng Shufen, my future in Hong Kong will be stable.
Now Zhang Qiurui is thinking about copying those songs for Cheng Shufen, and also learning about music.
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Beijing, People’s Literature.
"Editor-in-chief, our first issue of the revived magazine sold out.
It’s only been three and a half months, and we’ve already sold 30,000 copies, and orders are still being placed from all over the country.
"We've received over two thousand letters from readers." That day, when Chui Liang came to Zhang Guangnian to report on the sales of the resumed publication, he looked delighted.
"I checked some letters from readers, and about 50 to 60 percent of them were praising and discussing the novel 'The Convenience Store of Sorrow'.
It seems my decision to serialize the first novel after the re-publication on the first page was the right one." Zhang Guangnian smiled, a rare moment.
The resumption of People's Literature has been a success.
"Many readers still want our magazine to release all the content of 'Sorrow's Convenience Store' in the next issue."
“Don’t worry about that. It will be serialized in three installments according to the previous arrangement.
In addition, I will continue to write to Xiaoxiang Qingkong to ask him to write articles. There are still two months left to see if Xiaoxiang Qingkong can write another long and excellent work to be published after his completed work.
Also, keep a close eye on the printing factories and make sure the supplies are delivered to all locations." Zhang Guangnian instructed Cui Liangdao.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
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Beijing, People’s Literature.
"Xie Yu, have you read Xiaoxiang Qingkong's novel published in People's Literature?"
“Editor-in-Chief, I’ve read it, and surprisingly it’s neither traumatic literature nor a love story.
It is well written, warm and healing, and very inspiring. It feels like a ray of sunshine in winter, penetrating the cold wind and reaching the softest part of people's hearts.
"Xiaoxiang Qingkong's work, with its unique narrative style, is truly refreshing." Xie Yu's eyes lit up when she spoke of Xiaoxiang Qingkong's new work.
It’s a pity that it was not published in their magazine.
"Continue writing letters to Xiaoxiang Qingkong to request articles.
Although Xiaoxiang Qingkong has been in the industry for less than a year, judging from her several novels, she has dabbled in scar literature, romance literature, inspirational and fantasy literature, and her writing genres are very broad.
In less than a year, he wrote four novels.
These four novels total over 600,000 words. This creative output and quality are truly astonishing." Xin Zhao was full of admiration and anticipation for Xiaoxiang Qingkong's talent.
She knew that such a talented writer was a rare treasure for the magazine.
"Editor-in-chief, I will continue to keep in touch with Xiaoxiang Qingkong and try to get her new work." Xie Yu nodded seriously. She was well aware of the heavy responsibility she shouldered.
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"We are going to build a house the day after tomorrow. Second brother, you and I will go back to the brigade to help.
You won't be asked to do any heavy work, so just help cook for the people who are building the house. There's no one here to take care of Mingduo and Mingxia, so I'll take them back tomorrow.
Second and third brothers, if you two are taking a break, please go home and lend a hand.
Mingqi, Qiurui, and the third family, the mushrooms grown here are now in your care. "After the family finished dinner that day, Zhou Guihua told everyone.
"Mom! I bought some sweet potatoes, potatoes, cornmeal, rice and a few pieces of meat from the kitchen. Take some back with you when you go home tomorrow. Take as much as you can." Zhang Qiurui knew that the brigade had approved the bricks and tiles for their family's house construction, and it was time for them to go back to build the house these days. She bought a lot of food from the trading supermarket and put it in the kitchen, just for today.
When building houses for members of the production brigade, they usually choose to build them during the slack season so that it will not interfere with farm work. When asking a member of the production brigade to build a house, not only do they have to be provided with food and drink, but they also have to be paid five cents a day.
"Did you buy a lot?" Zhou Guihua asked immediately after hearing what her little girl said.
"Not a lot, just about a hundred pounds of sweet potatoes, potatoes, cornmeal, and rice." Zhang Qiurui said lightly.
Zhou Guihua was shocked when she heard this. You know, although food is not as scarce as last year, every household still has to calculate their lives. It is good enough to be 70% to 80% full. Zhang Qiurui took out several hundred kilograms of food at once, which really scared Zhou Guihua.
"You kid. Rice and flour require tickets. Where did you get so many tickets?" Zhou Guihua said with some blame, but her eyes were full of relief. She knew that her little girl felt sorry for them and wanted them to eat better while building the house.
"Mom, how can this be considered a waste? Building a house is a big deal for our family. How can we treat people unfairly when we ask for help? Besides, if we can't finish all the food, we can save it for later.
As long as there's food at home, there's no need to panic." Zhang Qiurui said evasively.
"Mom, I may not be able to go home to help with our house building." At this time, Zhang Wenfu spoke up.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the mushrooms cultivated by the Agricultural Bureau?" Zhou Guihua asked worriedly when she heard it.
The second son finally got a job as a consultant in the Agricultural Bureau, earning about 30 yuan a month, which is more respectable than the third son's job. If something goes wrong, it will be a fatal matter.
Zhou Guihua was very nervous and stared at Zhang Wenfu, afraid of missing any expression on his face, waiting for his reply.
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