When I am reborn in Hong Kong, I just want to lie down

Days passed day by day. Li Bu wrote novels during the day, and reprocessed those packages when he was tired. In short, his life was very fulfilling. Two weeks later, he had a manuscript of 10,000+ words, and he thought about finishing it early. If he wrote If the result is not good, you can stop the loss in advance, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

Lin Jiacheng saw that Li Bu was mysterious every day. He went to work during the day and did not see him looking for a job. When he came back at night, he saw him going out to sell bags. Li Bu said: He is crazy about his dream.

Hearing Li Bu's words made him laugh for another day. In his words: Abu, you should just write novels, otherwise the world will lose a crazy writer.

With good nutrition and rest, Li Bu has a tendency to grow taller. It used to be less than 1.6 meters, but now it is more than 1.6 meters. His clothes are a little too small, and there is some meat on his body, which is fat. He felt it on his abdomen. After a lap, he decided to exercise properly, otherwise he would become a greasy little fat man over time.

June 1976, 6, the weather was nice and a bit hot. He wore a short-sleeved shirt, white washed jeans, and white canvas shoes. He looked very energetic. In order to go out this time, Li Bu specially got a short haircut yesterday. Lin Jiacheng next to him was a little surprised.

"Abu, are you going to see your girlfriend today? I didn't hear you say you have a girlfriend. Do you mean you are going to see a job?"

"I'm going to meet a client." Li Bu, who didn't want to say anything more, went out directly. If he succeeded, he would tell Acheng that this was called returning home in rich clothes. It didn't seem right. Let's talk about it after going out.

The first company he visited was Oriental Daily, the Ma family's Oriental Daily. The seniors said that this newspaper offered more, and he wanted to try his luck, hoping that his seniors would be more helpful.

"Hello, pretty girl, I'm here to submit an article."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Oh Nope."

"Let's make an appointment then."

"I live far away, could you help me pass the message?"

"No, if they are all the same as you, then our place will be in chaos."

"Please, maybe your review editors will like my novel?"

"That's not possible, we can only wait for an appointment."

"Okay, you are sharp." He said and turned to leave.

When Li Bu left, the receptionist even made a sound, and said in a strange tone from behind: "You're going out on the street, and you don't even look at where we are, so young people come to submit articles? Hahaha..."

What about the agreed-upon thirst for talented people, and the agreed-upon high royalties?There was no choice but to go to a certain newspaper office. Perhaps because he was too young, none of these newspapers let him in. Finally, he came to an industrial newspaper office in Kwun Tong. This newspaper office was about to go out of business, with daily sales of only three copies. Thousands of newspapers have never been heard of by future generations, but they can only come here to try their luck.

"Hello, is there anyone?" After Li Bu entered the door, he found that no one was there. The newspaper office was in a factory. When he entered, he saw no one. After walking inside, he shouted, hoping that someone could hear him.

I heard a bang from the office inside, and then the office door opened. A bald man came out and shouted to the outside: "Who is out there? Didn't you see noon? You have no quality."

When Li Bu saw someone coming out, maybe he was taking a lunch break, he felt embarrassed and said carefully, "Hello, it's me."

When the bald man saw that it was Li Bu, a young man, he said impatiently: "Young man, what are you doing here? This is a newspaper office, not an amusement park."

"Sorry, sir, I'm here to submit an article."

"Haha... you come to submit articles, think of yourself as Ni Caizi, and submit articles at a young age."

"Don't look down on people. Haven't you ever heard that you are always young if you are talented? As long as you read my masterpiece, I guarantee you will like it." Li Bu was also a little angry. He had been rejected a lot, so of course he was not in a good mood.

After the bald man was hit by Li Bu, he was also a little surprised. What kind of works could this boy who looked like a teenager have? Li Bu was malnourished. He is better now and has grown a lot whiter. He is not tall and can easily make people laugh. Think he is a young man.

"Oh, junior, I'm sorry, you said you have a work, can you show it to me?" The bald head became serious and said in his heart: If the work is not good, I will make it more mocking to let you, the junior, know the dangers of the world. .

"I don't know what to call the old gentleman."

"Sorry, I am the president of this newspaper. My surname is Liang. You can call me President Liang or Liang Sheng. Also, I am not an old gentleman."

"Okay, President Liang, this is my novel, Sword Breaks Time and Space, please give me some advice." Li Bu handed over the notebook with both hands. President Liang stretched out his hand and pulled it over. With such speed, there is really nothing to say.

"Come in with me." President Liang took the manuscript and looked through it while walking towards the office. The more he read, the more interesting it became. After he sat back down, he ignored Li Bu. Li Bu was not polite and sat down opposite him. position.

After entering the office, he looked up and down. Many of the furnishings were a bit old, which showed that they had been there for a long time. When he saw Bald Liang in front of him looking at his manuscript with concentration, he felt that something was interesting.

After half an hour, President Liang raised his head without saying a word. He thought about it for a moment and then said: "I'm sorry, little friend, your novel is indeed good and very innovative, but the writing style is a bit poor, but in your case At my age, it’s not bad to write like this.”

You were just a teenager a moment ago, and now you are a kid. You are so bald and can change your face so quickly. But I am polite. Li Bu also politely replied: "Thank you, President Liang. I don't know how much this novel is worth."

President Liang was a little embarrassed. Their newspaper was in trouble. It sold [-] copies a day and couldn't make any money. Advertising fees were even less. He touched his head and then said in embarrassment: "Little friend, you have also seen that our newspaper is in trouble." , I am very grateful that you can read this newspaper. I may not be able to pay a high price, and this article is really good. If it were submitted to our newspaper, I might have to wrong you for this novel."

"Oh?" Li Bu was confused by this omen. What?Bald man, you are too honest. He sighed a little: "Bald man, I felt attracted to you as soon as I saw you. Based on your experience, what is the right price for this novel? This way I won't suffer a loss when I submit it to other newspapers. You You don’t want me to be cheated, right?”

"Don't call me a bald guy, young man, you have to respect your seniors." After nagging for a while, he said: "In my experience, this novel has at least a thousand words and a hundred words. If you are not a newcomer, you can still write more high."

"Well, bald man, I see that you are in love. Do you think this will work? I have thought of a good way to solve your dilemma." Li Bu looked confident, which surprised President Liang. Is there any way the young man can solve this problem? A bankrupt newspaper company.

"My little friend, please tell me. I'm all ears."