Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"Have you bought your ticket?"

“I didn’t buy a ticket!”

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "I contacted Yanjing Department Store before. They have a car going to Hewan Brigade to purchase goods this afternoon. I plan to take a ride!"

"Okay! You've been very busy recently. Take a few days off and relax during the New Year! Say hello to your family for me!" Wang Yang said with a smile.

"Got it!"

Lin Zhengjun was just about to leave.

"and many more!"

Wang Yang took out two boxes of Lushan Cloud Tea from the cabinet and said with a smile, "Take it home and use it to entertain guests. You can also drink tea to refresh yourself while writing!"

"Thank you! This is great tea!"

Lin Zhengjun accepted it with a smile, left the factory director's office, and strolled to the Literature Department on the same floor.

"Hello, Teacher Jiang. Wow! This woolen coat is so handsome. With your image, you can be an actor!"

"Haha, stop kidding me. No matter how handsome I am, I'm not as handsome as you! If you don't want to be one, then I certainly won't be one!"

"Wow! Teacher Shi, why do you feel younger? I understand. You must be in high spirits because of good news! Xiaoga was admitted to the art troupe!"

"Haha, that's not bad, I solved a difficult problem! But, Zhengjun, your calculations are really accurate, Xiaoga is inspired by you!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, this is a secret!"

"I see!"

Lin Zhengjun first greeted Jiang Huaiyan and Shi Wenxin, making everyone very happy.

Liang Xiaosheng sat behind his desk, sorting out the gifts he had purchased, such as malted milk, brown sugar, Nei Liansheng shoes, etc., while looking at Lin Zhengjun with a smile and admiration in his heart!

Damn!

Look at people!

Not only does he write well, he is also well-versed in human relations. He feels at home wherever he goes and can make everyone happy with just a few words.

"Xiaosheng, this is for you!" Lin Zhengjun put two boxes of Lushan Cloud Tea on the table and said with a smile, "Bring it to your family to try!"

"Thank you, Teacher Lin!" Liang Xiaosheng was quite moved.

It was Lin Zhengjun who helped him write novels and scripts, so he should have been thanking Lin Zhengjun, but Lin Zhengjun even gave him gifts.

"polite."

Lin Zhengjun said: "By the way, I have another story idea, I wonder if you want to write it!"

"What's the idea?"

"About grave robbing!"

"Oh! Tomb robbing..." Liang Xiaosheng's eyes widened immediately: "It's new, but I've never seen such a story!"

The first "Indiana Jones" film did not begin filming until June 1980, and it was not released until June 6.

Well, with this calculation, it seems that I can become the founder of this type of literary and artistic works!

Moreover, this movie will be released in Hong Kong in 1982, and I can publish a separate book in Hong Kong later to take advantage of the popularity of the movie!

Alas, if tomb-raiding novels could be published this year, strictly speaking, it would be "Indiana Jones" riding on its own popularity!

“It’s essentially an adventure story!”

Lin Zhengjun said: "Because the story takes place in the Northeast, so I believe you should be able to handle it!"

Liang Xiaosheng once worked in the Heilongjiang Construction Corps, and later wrote many novels about educated youth with this as the background.

The story of the first part of "Ghost Blows Out the Light", "The Yellow Skin Grave", takes place in Northeast China, and the time is also the period when Hu Bayi was sent to the countryside to work.

Of course, the timelines of the later films are all after the reform and opening up, so they cannot be fully applied.

Lin Zhengjun will either wait a few years before writing again, or make some changes to the background of the story.

Of course, it’s not a big problem.

For example, Shirley Yang is an overseas Chinese. In fact, there are already many overseas Chinese visiting relatives and friends in the mainland to engage in economic and cultural exchanges.

Otherwise, there would be no turtle father in "The Wrangler".

"Just try to tell me about it!" Liang Xiaosheng said.

Snapped!

Lin Zhengjun first slapped a piece of paper on the table and said, "This is about the settings of tomb-robbing sects and various methods..."

Liang Xiaosheng was stunned when he saw it. He said, "Oh my God, this is too real! I even doubt whether you have really robbed a tomb!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Zhengjun said: "Brother, you have a red heart for the motherland and are willing to shed your blood to write the history. How could you do something illegal?"

"Then tell me the details of the story!" Liang Xiaosheng said.

Lin Zhengjun said: "My name is Hu Bayi, my grandfather is Hu Guohua, the Hu family was a well-known landlord in the surrounding area, during the most glorious period, they bought more than 40 houses connected by three alleys in the city, during which time some of them became officials and businessmen, and donated to the grain stations and transportation of the Qing Dynasty..."

Liang Xiaosheng soon became fascinated by the story!

It's so interesting. My grandfather was a playboy. His family fell into poverty and he had no wife. He made a paper man to deceive people. As a result, the paper man of my mother came to life and even instigated my grandfather to rob tombs.

As a result, when they were robbing the tomb, the corpse was faked...

Grandpa smoked opium, and the mouse followed suit. They became friends with grandpa and even helped him steal silver dollars!

When winter comes in Liang Xiaosheng's hometown, the roads are blocked by heavy snow, making it impossible to carry out agricultural production activities. Moreover, the winter is very long, so everyone likes to chat together to kill time and entertain themselves.

Northeast China is a multi-ethnic region where Han, Manchu, Korean and other ethnic groups live and reproduce together, especially influenced by Shaman culture. The core idea of ​​Shaman culture is that all things have spirits and can become spirits or monsters!

These ethnic groups have formed rich and colorful cultural traditions and folk customs through long-term exchanges and integration.

These cultural traditions and folk customs are often handed down orally, forming a large number of folk legends, such as the shaman dance and the yellow-skinned man asking for a title!

He had often heard about these strange and supernatural stories when he was a child, so he was not at all averse to tomb-robbing stories. Instead, he felt very familiar with them!

It took Lin Zhengjun two or three hours to finish the story at 10:30 in the morning.

Liang Xiaosheng was so fascinated by what he heard that he sometimes even forgot to take notes.

"I feel like this story is going to be a sensation if it comes out!"

Liang Xiaosheng lowered his voice and said, "This is exactly tomb robbing, and the tomb robbers are the protagonists. I doubt that Story Club would dare to publish it. If they did, they would arrest us and shoot us! It's suspected of inciting the people to commit crimes!"

"It's too small!"

Lin Zhengjun said: "Let's publish it in Hong Kong. Let Fu Qi take it over. Or, I'll have a chance to go to Hong Kong in person and hand it over to newspapers like Ming Pao to earn Hong Kong dollars!"

"Zhengjun, it has to be you. I've asked around, and the royalties there are much higher than in the mainland."

Liang Xiaosheng said excitedly: "Besides, their royalties are not fixed, but fluctuate. For example, if this novel becomes popular and drives up the magazine sales, the royalties will get higher and higher!"

"That's right. My uncle also wrote a book about supernatural things."

Lin Zhengjun said: "Hong Kong people particularly like these stories about Feng Shui and gods. They are uneducated, do not believe in materialism, and are very superstitious!"

"By the way, I'd better come up with a pen name,"

Liang Xiaosheng thought for a moment and said, "We have a lot of our own spies in Hong Kong. What if our superiors find out that we wrote this feudal superstition? They will arrest us!"

"Well. As you wish!"

Lin Zhengjun felt that Liang Xiaosheng was worrying too much, and he understood it. After all, there were too many examples of people being convicted for their speech in the past ten years, and many people were still frightened.

"What pen name should I choose?" Liang Xiaosheng scratched his head.

"When you published in Story Club, did you use a pen name?"

"Yes, it's called 'Xiao Sheng'."

"Oh, you are just as useless as me!"

"Zhengjun, help me think of a more domineering one like Madman Chu!"

"How about calling...Long Aotian?"

"This name is great, especially domineering. I like it, and it has a bit of a parallel to Chu Kuangren. It's obvious at first glance that they are good brothers!" Liang Xiaosheng was very happy, as if he had found a treasure.