Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 526
The arrival of "Dream of Red Mansions" has finally gained some popularity in the film and television city. Compared with the other crews, the scale of "Dream of Red Mansions" is undoubtedly much larger.

On the second day of the banquet, He Ping took the main creators of the crew to visit the newly built Grand View Garden. This scene, which took more than a year to complete, can definitely be regarded as the most exquisite and the most invested one in the Kanto Film and Television City.

Wang Fulin, Dai Linfeng and others also felt very satisfied after watching it. The money spent by the national TV station was not in vain.

Then, the staff of various departments of the crew began intensive preparations for the filming.

After receiving the crew of "Dream of Red Mansions", He Ping returned home and was about to make some noodles for eating. On the way, he met Han Zhaoshe who was riding a motorcycle.

Ever since this kid ran to the county town to open a photo studio, and then started to sell silver refining, He Ping seldom saw him in the village.

Han Zhaoshe parked the motorcycle next to He Ping gracefully, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"What else can you do, go home and eat! Why are you free to go back to the village?"

Han Zhaoshe scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Come back to discuss the marriage."

"Getting married?"

He Ping was a little surprised, but Han Zhaoshe is now in his early twenties, and according to the current rural style, it is normal to get married.

"Well, it doesn't matter if it doesn't end, Wenzhi's stomach can't wait."

Dare to marry with a son, "You kid can do it, you can make people's stomachs bigger without making a sound!"

"Brother, look at what you said, Wenzhi and I are in love with each other."

"Okay, I know you two are in love, or else you will be in prison now, when will you have your wedding?"

"next week."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Why don't I tell you, I can't wait, it will be three months soon."

He Ping slapped his head, "Damn, I forgot. Okay, Brother Huihui will give you a big red envelope."

Han Zhaoshe smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your big red envelope. Okay, then I'll go first, and I have to go to my father-in-law's house."

"Go!"

He Ping looked at Han Zhaoshe's back in a daze. Time passed too quickly. The half-child who followed Han Zhaojun back then has now reached the age of starting a family and starting a business.

At dinner in the evening, he and Mao Chunhua talked about Han Zhaoshe's upcoming marriage, and Mao Chunhua also expressed emotion: "I didn't expect time to pass so fast. When I first met Zhaoshe, he was still half a child."

"you do not say!"

After the couple had dinner, Li Tuo and his wife came over to visit.

The filming of the third part of "East Love" has been completed, and the couple are going back to the capital for a rest in the past few days.

"It's good to go back to the capital for more than a month and have a good rest, but Master Tuo, don't forget about my important business."

"Don't worry, I won't forget, I've contacted many people now, and I just need you to start the writer's village."

Since Li Tuo became the editor-in-chief of the "Vegetable Garden" magazine in the writer's village, the friends in Jiantian'er's contact circle, thanks to his propaganda, now most of the northern writers circle know about writing "Fugui" The He Ping of the old school set up a writer's village.

Although the vast majority of people are not optimistic about this action, there are still many people who have shown interest in the Writer's Village. For literary creators full of romantic cells, they always say that places like the Writer's Village are what they naturally yearn for.

Li Tuo complained again: "I've never seen such a black-hearted boss like you. After working for half a year, you can't let people rest for a few days, and you have to come back next month to continue filming. Why don't you let people live?"

He Ping also complained: "You really can't rely on me for this matter, what can I do if the bastards in the drama creation team write the plot of the fourth part in winter. Besides, you can talk to your sister-in-law about this matter. .”

It turned out that the members of the drama creation team wrote the plot of "East Love" for several years and wrote the plot in summer. This time, they wanted to change the plot and set the time in winter.

So Li Tuo and his wife had to return to Pingxian County after only returning to the capital for a month's rest after the third part of "East Love" was filmed, ready to start filming the fourth part of "East Love".

"Communication ass! Those bastards, now their tails are going up to the sky. Whenever I ask them for some amendments, they will say something at every turn. 'They earn millions of dollars for a novel and haven't seen any amendments. We only have a few thousand. It costs more than ten yuan to be divided among people, and they change it all day long', listen to it, listen to it, are these bastards still speaking human language?"

He Ping had a good time, this is really not the fault of the drama creation team, who made Li Tuo want to change the drama every few days.

"Then you won't be less picky. My sister-in-law is not as picky as you."

Li Tuo said, "She doesn't understand. She is a filmmaker, so what kind of script does she know?"

As soon as Li Tuo's words came out of his mouth, he felt a murderous aura approaching him, and he shivered unconsciously.

Turning around, it was Zhang Nuanxin's death gaze.

He immediately apologized and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, it's all a misunderstanding. What I mean is, you are the director, so you don't need to worry about such trivial matters as the script!"

Zhang Nuanxin gave him a blank look, not having the same knowledge as him, and continued to chat with Mao Chunhua about women's topics.

He Ping was gloating at the side, Li Tuo reprimanded: "It's you who provoked the relationship between our husband and wife."

"The conscience of heaven and earth! What does it have to do with me? You speak freely."

The two exchanged a few words, and Li Tuo asked He Ping about the Three Musketeers of Beijing University.

"Three of them, did you really buy more than 100 million yuan for a book?"

"More than 100 million is the manuscript fee for 50 copies. Judging from the current book sales trend, it is not a problem for the first volume of "Heroes" to sell 80 million copies in Xiangjiang. The income brought by this volume of novels should not be low. at 200 million."

Li Tuo didn't speak, still digesting this shocking and enviable news in his heart.

One volume is 200 million, and five volumes is 1000 million.

He was a little afraid to think about it.

In the literary world, there will never be a shortage of rich writers.

Not to mention now, even a few decades ago, there were great people who earned tens of thousands of oceans from a book manuscript fee.

However, the living examples around him still made it difficult for Li Tuo to accept.

Is this how you make money writing martial arts novels?

He couldn't figure out that he could make so much money just by selling a book published in China to Xiangjiang.

"Compared to others, this person is too worthless."

He Ping heard the exclamation in Li Tuo's words, and he comforted: "This is the law of economic development! Hasn't our country also started reform and opening up? Look at it in ten or twenty years. Let's sell a hot The book can also earn him millions."

Li Tuo shook his head, "Then I don't dare to think about it, I just think it's a bit too shocking. The group of writer friends I contacted for you, some of them published an article without even 50 yuan."

"That's why we need to provide these people with a good creative environment."

Li Tuo thought about it, "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)