Chapter 140: You’ll Get Beaten If You Write Like This
. Cheng Xuyuan has already handed the manuscript of “Desire” to Zhang Dening.
So now, he has no manuscript at all.
Looking at Liu Xinwu who was looking expectant, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't have a manuscript right now."
Hearing this, Liu Xinwu's expression changed.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "If there is no manuscript, then tell me, did Song Dacheng and Liu Huifang finally succeed?"
This is an easy answer. Cheng Xuyuan said calmly: "No."
Liu Xinwu took a sip of the dumpling soup in front of him, and after a moment of hesitation, he said quietly, "I guess it won't work."
"But Xiao Cheng, if you write like this, be careful of being scolded by readers!"
"Why must Liu Huifang and Wang Husheng get married?"
"If Liu Huifang and Song Dacheng were to be together, then..."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled but said nothing.
Why is it written like this? It’s not Cheng Xuyuan’s fault. After all, it was like this in the original TV series.
It is precisely because of this reason that the audience who have been following the TV for many days are cursing Wang Husheng, sighing for Song Dacheng, and mourning Liu Huifang...
And Cheng Xuyuan also knew that Liu Xinwu could understand the reason behind this.
If he doesn't understand, Liu Xinwu is not a qualified editor or a qualified author...
Sure enough, looking at Cheng Xuyuan who was indifferent and silent, Liu Xinwu said: "You kid, just wait to be scolded."
"By the way, how are you going to write the work for our magazine?"
Looking at Liu Xinwu who looked expectant, Cheng Xuyuan smiled calmly and said, "I went back to my hometown a few days ago and watched a spy movie."
Liu Xinwu quickly waved his hand and said, "Xiao Cheng, I think you are more suitable for the current style."
"Whether it's 'The Pursuit of Happyness' or 'Desire', which you wrote."
"What is shown is the life of ordinary people like us in the context of the times."
"If you write about spy wars, there's a good chance you'll disappoint everyone."
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Liu Xinwu who seemed even more anxious than him, and he understood what he was thinking: he was simply afraid that he would write it badly!
At that moment, Cheng Xuyuan said solemnly: "I already have an idea for this novel."
"Even if you didn't ask me to write it, I would still write it."
"If you don't like it, I'll give it to Yanjing Literature and Art."
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan say this, Liu Xinwu felt conflicted.
He knew very well that after the publication of "Desire", Cheng Xuyuan's works would become even more popular.
If a publication can have Cheng Xuyuan's works, then the appeal and attraction will be self-evident.
However, what kind of effect would it be if Cheng Xuyuan’s work was a spy war that he was not familiar with?
"Xiao Cheng, what are you going to write?" Liu Xinwu hesitated for a moment and poured a glass of water for Cheng Xuyuan.
"The story I'm going to write takes place in Jinling during the Anti-Japanese War..."
Cheng Xuyuan immediately told the story of "The Hidden"
Although it was just a rough outline, Liu Xinwu's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened.
Even at the end, he couldn't help but pat the table and said, "This is a good story!"
"Xiao Cheng, you must write it down."
"In previous spy wars, we basically caught enemy spies."
"Now, with a change, I believe it will definitely be more popular."
"Tell me as soon as you finish writing it."
Cheng Xuyuan was just about to speak when he heard a gruff female voice: "You two have finished your meal, why aren't you leaving yet?"
"I'm telling you, if you don't leave now, don't blame me for being rude!"
As these words were spoken, a waitress in a white coat and a white hat strode over.
Looking at the angry look of the waitress, Cheng Xuyuan was still a little confused, but Liu Xinwu had already understood.
"Comrade, I'm sorry. We lost track of time while we were talking."
"I'm sorry to have delayed your get off work!"
“I’m sorry!”
The waitress listened to Liu Xinwu's apology and snorted, "That's good to know."
"From now on, you should also have a concept of time."
"You guys are off work, but you don't even think about whether others are off work."
Having said this, she turned and left.
Liu Xinwu quickly pulled Cheng Xuyuan up and said, "Xiao Cheng, let's go outside and talk. Don't delay them from getting off work."
After leaving the restaurant, Liu Xinwu said to Cheng Xuyuan: "The food here tastes good, but the waiter has a bad temper."
"I heard that their bosses often tell them not to hit or scold customers, but they often don't listen."
Hearing this and looking at Liu Xinwu who looked a little scared, Cheng Xuyuan could only shut up obediently.
Walking in the dim night, after chatting about some creative matters, Liu Xinwu asked Cheng Xuyuan: "Xiao Cheng, where are you going?"
"I'm going home to stay overnight, how about you?"
Liu Xinwu said: "I will go home too. When the manuscript is finished, you must tell me as soon as possible."
Cheng Xuyuan took his bicycle from the courtyard of the Yanjing Literary Association and returned to his residence in the Nancheng District Literary Association. The increasingly warm weather has led to more and more children going out to play at night.
Cheng Xuyuan was riding his bike and was almost caught by two children playing hide-and-seek.
After putting his bicycle at the stairs, Cheng Xuyuan came to his home.
I don't know when the fire in the coal stove went out.
Fortunately, the winter weather is not too humid and the bedding is still dry.
Sitting on the bed, Cheng Xuyuan suddenly had a feeling that after living in the dormitory for a long time, it would be nice to have the freedom to occasionally go home and stay there.
After all, it's quiet enough here.
“Boom boom boom!”
Along with the knock on the door, Niu Wanjia said, "Xiao Cheng, are you back?"
As Cheng Xuyuan answered, he opened the door and saw Niu Wanjia standing at the door in a cotton-padded jacket.
He smiled and said, "I guessed that you were back, but I was worried, so I came to check on you."
It is naturally a good thing to have a neighbor like this to help look after the house when you are not at home.
So Cheng Xuyuan said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Niu."
"Xiao Cheng, congratulations! Today is the seminar for "The Pursuit of Happyness", and it's also a good day for you."
"After this seminar, your fame will skyrocket!"
"None of the cultural centers in our districts can hold a work seminar." Niu Wanjia's words were full of envy.
Although he is already middle-aged, Niu Wanjia is after all the head of the writing group of a cultural center.
He also has his own literary dream! When he was young, he wanted to write works that would be popular with the masses, so that he could have a meeting with the bigwigs in his memory in the same place.
Let those big guys know that among the writers, there is a very powerful person named Niu Wanjia.
But ideals are always good.
However, turning ideals into reality is not an easy task, nor is it something that can be achieved just by thinking about it.
But Cheng Xuyuan lived the life he dreamed of.
Become famous at a young age!
The future is limitless! New works are released again...
Cheng Xuyuan waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Brother Niu, for the compliment. This is just a coincidence."
"Based on your ability, I believe this day will not be far away."
Although Cheng Xuyuan's words were very good, Niu Wanjia also knew his own limitations.
He knew very well that it was simply a dream to hold a work launch conference with his own abilities.
So he smiled and said, "Xiao Cheng, you don't have to comfort me. I still have some self-knowledge. I won't have this dream anymore!"
After asking Cheng Xuyuan about the seminar, Niu Wanjia went home and brought Cheng Xuyuan a coal briquette that was more than half burned and put it into the coal briquette stove.
Within just a dozen minutes, the temperature in the house began to rise.
After boiling half a pot of water in a tin kettle, Cheng Xuyuan sent Niu Wanjia away who was chatting, sat down at the table, and began to think about Liu Xinwu's commissioned article.
According to Liu Xinwu, their magazine should be launched in August.
Although Lao Liu did not mention the name of the publication, if I remember correctly, it should be October.
Having a piece of work published in the inaugural issue of October is also a good choice.
What's more, although I have more than 1,000 yuan in savings, it is enough for food and drink.
But if you want to buy a house and live comfortably in the future, this thousand yuan is far from enough! If you want to live comfortably in the future, unlike in the past life when you struggled in a big city for half your life but still couldn't buy a house, you have to write more. That's how you can live comfortably and happily!
The house is about to be traded. Isn’t it great to buy a courtyard house for ten thousand yuan?
With infinite imagination about the future, Cheng Xuyuan felt that his mind was extremely clear.
Unable to sleep, he picked up a pen and began to write.
When Niu Wanjia returned home, he saw that his wife Chu Yueqin had already put the children to bed, while she was reading a thick magazine.
"What are you looking at?" Niu Wanjia asked casually.
Chu Yueqin said, "The latest issue of Yanjing Literature and Art. Zou Yanlai and his team gave each participant of the seminar a copy. There happened to be a few extra copies left, so I took one."
"There's Xiao Cheng's song 'Desire' on it."
After hearing about Cheng Xuyuan's work, Niu Wanjia couldn't help but ask, "How about Xiao Cheng's work?"
Chu Yueqin said without even looking up: "Why should you worry about Xiao Cheng's work? It's pretty good."
"You go to sleep first, I'll watch for a while."
Niu Wanjia really wanted to have a deeper conversation with his wife, but after hearing what she said, he lost interest.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "Okay, then you can watch it, but don't watch it too late, I'm going to sleep first."
Niu Wanjia fell sleepy very quickly, and in a short while he fell into a drowsy sleep.
Just when he was dizzy, he heard sobbing sounds, which scared him.
He quickly opened his eyes and saw Chu Yueqin wiping her tears. He quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, my eyes just feel a little uncomfortable." Chu Yueqin said, "Go to sleep!"
Niu Wanjia glanced at Chu Yueqin who was reading seriously again, and shook his head helplessly. His wife, who was known as an iron lady, could cry while reading a book...
Muttering to himself, Niu Wanjia fell asleep in a daze.
When Niu Wanjia woke up from his sleep in the morning, he saw his wife sitting beside him with red eyes.
"Wife, what's wrong with you?" Niu Wanjia asked hurriedly in shock.
"Come with me to find Cheng Xuyuan later. I want to ask him why he insisted on letting Liu Huifang marry such an ungrateful guy like Wang Husheng!"
Chu Yueqin stood up and said angrily.
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