Chapter 315 Waiting for the Show
After discussing the three stories, Cheng Xuyuan asked Liu Xinwu and the other person, "Old Liu, which one do you think I wrote is better?"
Liu Xinwu is very conflicted!
He liked all three stories very much! And he felt that if these three stories were written, with Cheng Xuyuan's level, they would definitely become classics.
In this case, it would be a pity to give up either one.
But, I have to write three...
Just when he was having trouble making a decision, Chen Jianxun said, "Xuyuan, if I were you, I would write all three."
"Damn it, aren't they using your youth as an excuse to not want to give you the award? Then let's make a statement as well."
"Not only do we have to go to court for this matter, but we also don't want to talk things out properly. If it really doesn't work, then we'll just give him an 'endless' one."
"See if they are suffering!"
Listening to Chen Jianxun's suggestion, Liu Xinwu also said: "Xiao Cheng, the story outline is already there."
"At your speed, there will be absolutely no problem. It will only take a week."
"Write it, we support you."
Listening to the two people's suggestions, Cheng Xuyuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it this way."
After drinking to their heart's content, the three of them returned to Yenching University together.
Chen Jianxun went to the dormitory to sleep, and after Liu Xinwu got the manuscript of "The Cliff" from Cheng Xuyuan, he rode his bike towards the office.
He was not going home after drinking, so he went to the office to drink some tea, then read Cheng Xuyuan's new book before going home.
When I arrived at the editorial department, most of my colleagues were busy.
Old Liu immediately went to his office, poured a glass of water from an enamel jug, and prepared to read "The Cliff" given to him by Cheng Xuyuan.
Before he even started watching, an old colleague said to him, "Xinwu, how was your meeting with Cheng Xuyuan today?"
"Take a look at Cheng Xuyuan's new book."
Upon hearing this, the old colleague's eyes widened: "He has a new book again? Wow, it must be more than 200,000 words."
As a senior editor, reporting the word count based on the thickness of the manuscript is a basic skill.
Liu Xinwu said: "I haven't seen it yet, it should be about the same."
"Luckily I got through this time, otherwise, this manuscript would have been given to Yenching Literature and Art!"
The old colleague smiled and said, "Then you didn't lose money this time."
"It's not a loss, but I had to pay for the wine. I'll read the manuscript first, and then go to ask Lao Zhang for money." The Lao Zhang that Liu Xinwu mentioned is the head of their editorial department.
The old colleague smiled and said, "Old Zhang should be willing to reimburse you for the wine."
"After all, this is Cheng Xuyuan's work."
"By the way, what type is this?"
Liu Xinwu took a sip of the water he had just poured and said proudly, "It's a spy war, the same genre as "The Hidden"."
“This time the work is called ‘The Cliff’!”
When the old colleague heard that it was a spy war, he immediately slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, this is really great."
"Let me see it when you're done reading it. I like his book 'Insidious' the best."
"The reason why our October has such a good reputation is due to Cheng Xuyuan's Hidden."
Liu Xinwu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you after I finish reading it."
"Let me first take a look at what is written in Xiao Cheng's book."
Seeing Liu Xinwu pick up the book, the old colleague was about to go about his own business, but after taking a step, he remembered the purpose of his visit to Liu Xinwu.
He then said, "Xinwu, let me ask you, what was Cheng Xuyuan's attitude when he found out that he was not included in the award?"
Liu Xinwu glared and asked, "Why, do you like to hear this?"
"No, I'm just curious." The old colleague said, "After all, we all feel unfair about this matter."
"If you feel aggrieved, why don't you go find those seniors?" Liu Xinwu said sarcastically, "You are just curious."
"Okay, okay, I'm curious, okay?" The old colleague said with a smile: "Tell me about it quickly."
Their conversation attracted other people in the room to come over.
"Old Liu, have a cigarette and tell me how Cheng Xuyuan reacts. He is my idol!" said an editor in his thirties as he handed Liu Xinwu a cigarette.
Liu Xinwu was not polite about the cigarette handed to him. He took a look at it before lighting it and said, "I didn't expect you to be smoking Peony. Tell me, how did you get rich?"
"No, I just went to an event and got a pack of cigarettes!" The thirty-something editor said, "Hurry up and tell me, what was Cheng Xuyuan's reaction?"
While smoking, Liu Xinwu said, "Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you to get busy."
"Just six words. Wait and see what happens."
The editor who gave Liu Xinwu a cigarette couldn't help but ask, "Old Liu, what do you mean by that?"
"What does it mean? The literal meaning, don't you understand this?" Liu Xinwu said: "I won't say the rest."
"But I am really convinced by what happened today."
"Cheng Xuyuan's brain is not a human brain at all. It's a computer."
Listening to Liu Xinwu's sigh, everyone became more curious, but Liu Xinwu stopped talking and picked up "The Cliff" to read.
At the beginning, Liu Xinwu was still able to pay attention to the surrounding environment, but gradually, everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Just when he felt that the words on the manuscript were becoming increasingly blurred, he heard a click and suddenly a bright light appeared before his eyes.
Liu Xinwu, who was awakened by the shock, suddenly looked up and saw his supervisor Zhang Zhonge standing at the door of the office.
"Xinwu, what are you looking at? You're so serious, but you don't even bother to turn on a light."
Liu Xinwu realized at this time that his eyesight was a little blurry. He rubbed his eyes and said, "I got Cheng Xuyuan's new work today. I wanted to take a look at it. I didn't expect that I would see it now."
"How come it's getting dark so quickly?"
After hearing what Liu Xinwu said, Zhang Zhonge immediately became interested.
He knew Liu Xinwu's writing style and it would be difficult for him to be attracted by ordinary works.
Not to mention like now, I am almost forgetting to eat and sleep when reading books.
What's more, this work was written by Cheng Xuyuan.
"You said Cheng Xuyuan has a new work. Hasn't he been writing a history book called "Things about the Ming Dynasty"?" Zhang Zhong'e asked, "How can he still have time to write a novel?"
Liu Xinwu said: "Cheng Xuyuan's speed is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"I was drinking with him and heard him say that he wrote this when he was bored and studying for an exam with his girlfriend in the library."
"It's the same genre as 'Insidious', but it's not any worse than 'Insidious'!"
Upon hearing this comment, Zhang Zhong'e's expression suddenly changed.
"Live" is so important to their magazine.
The success was achieved by "The Hidden Corner", and it was also because of "The Hidden Corner" that they became famous overnight. At the beginning of its publication, it attracted the attention of countless people in the literary world.
"Let me see!" Zhang Zhong'e reached out to take the manuscript.
"Old Zhang, I've already read more than half of it, so don't snatch it away."
Liu Xinwu stopped Zhang Zhonge's outstretched hand and said, "I'll give you the manuscript when I get to work tomorrow morning. Is that okay?"
"It will save you from being unable to sleep at night and having no energy for work tomorrow."
After hearing what Liu Xinwu said, Zhang Zhonge could only give up and said, "Okay, let's do as you say."
"I want to see this manuscript as soon as I get to work tomorrow."
Liu Xinwu felt relieved when he was sure that he could continue reading the manuscript. If Lao Zhang forcibly snatched the manuscript away from him, he would really have no way to deal with it.
"Old Zhang, for this manuscript, I treated Cheng Xuyuan to a good meal."
"If he hadn't been drunk, he would have handed the manuscript over to Yenching Literature and Art."
"I have to remind you, you must reimburse me for this meal!"
Liu Xinwu thought about eating and spoke quickly.
I was originally planning to drink some water and go find Zhang Zhonge to tell him this, but I didn't expect that I would forget it once I started reading.
Now that Old Zhang was in front of him, Liu Xinwu was no longer polite to him.
Zhang Zhong'e was quite generous. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I will reimburse you for this. Just go to the accountant to file the bill tomorrow."
"I'm telling you, as long as you can get a manuscript of the same quality as "The Hidden One", I won't object even if you drag Cheng Xuyuan to drink good wine."
At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "How is Xiao Cheng feeling?"
"When I went there, Cheng Xuyuan already knew about this matter."
"Zou Yanlai and her friends just went over and told Cheng Xuyuan about this matter."
Liu Xinwu said: "Cheng Xuyuan doesn't care much about this matter."
"He said whether the work is good or not has nothing to do with the award."
"The money for the award is too little, he doesn't care."
Hearing this answer, Zhang Zhonge couldn't help but laugh and said, "Whether it's true or not, Xiao Cheng has an extraordinary broad mind!"
"Ah, some people really look at things in a ..."
Old Zhang didn’t say the last words.
Although he believed that Liu Xinwu would not spread rumors, he still habitually swallowed back any bad words.
"By the way, Xiao Cheng, are you ready to just let it go?" Zhang Zhong'e changed the subject.
Liu Xinwu kept half of the information secret to his many colleagues, but when facing his boss and good friend, he did not hide anything and directly told them Cheng Xuyuan's three ideas.
Listening to these three ideas, Zhang Zhong'e smacked his lips and said, "Great, these three ideas are better than the last."
"Tsk, tsk, I think it's going to be exciting when it's published!"
At this point, he turned to Liu Xinwu and said, "Xinwu, you just drank with Cheng Xuyuan. Why don't you persuade him to give us all three articles?"
“It doesn’t matter who you give it to!”
Hearing this task, Liu Xinwu couldn't help but complain: "Boss, please forgive me."
“When I asked Cheng Xuyuan for this work, the reason I gave was to ask him to write a short story for Yanjing Literature and Art.”
"If I ask for more, it won't just be asking for an inch, it will be asking for a foot! Let's not talk about whether Xiao Cheng is willing to give it to me or not. How do you think I will meet Teacher Zou and the others when I come back?"
Looking at Liu Xinwu who had a bitter face, Zhang Zhonge smiled and said, "That's right, we can't be too greedy."
"But such a good subject has been missed by us. I am a little unwilling to accept it!"
"Hey, I hope Cheng Xuyuan can finish writing these three articles quickly. I also want to take a look at them!"
Liu Xinwu and Zhang Zhonge chatted for a while and then rode their bikes home.
On the way home, Liu Xinwu's mind was mostly filled with the plot of "The Cliff".
When the car passed the cinema, we saw many people pushing their way in. Someone even shouted, "Tickets, fifty cents a ticket, are there any for sale?"
Liu Xinwu was shocked when he heard the sound of collecting tickets. Fifty cents a ticket was almost ten times more expensive than buying it in the cinema.
What kind of movie is so attractive?
His car just happened to pass through the crowd, and he saw a poster of the cinema that read: "Today's release: The Pursuit of Happyness!"
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