Entertainment Reborn Rhapsody

Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen: The belated first appearance

bell bell bell…

Another weekend, Shanhe's newly installed phone rang.

Xie Meiyu picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Qiu Jiang's house."

Standard post office operator posture...

"Oh, it's Sister Qu. Xiaohe and his father went to perform sketches. They didn't come back until noon."

"Xiao He's work has been published! Really, that's great."

"It has already been sent, and I can finally see the real thing! Thank you so much, there are so many small rivers that you take care of them."

"What kind of genius is there? You haven't seen him get angry when he is naughty!"

"I'll ask Qiu Jiang to call you back in the afternoon, okay, okay, goodbye."

Xie Meiyu put down the microphone and shouted excitedly.

"Brother is going to become a great writer, Xi Xigao is not happy!"

Picking up the ignorant-looking daughter, she kissed her hard, "Shall we go find Grandma Shi?"

In the school auditorium, Shanhe asked several students to audition for a certain bitch, but none of them met expectations.

"Xiao Lizi, why are you so cowardly? Except for my dad, everyone in the audience is classmates. How can you be so nervous!"

"Is that called counseling? What did the big head say? What kind of syndrome is that? What can I do when I am born?"

"Not pointing at you, you go to the fat man's house and find the fat man."

"He is not in our class, so who will own the show then?" asked Miss Zhou.

"Chairman, do you know that there is a word called friendship acting? Isn't that what my dad is?"

"Teacher Qiu is acting with affection, hehe"

Hahaha…

"Fatty, make a cheap expression, no, you are so nervous, there are no audiences below!"

"Why not? Your father is not, he is still a teacher. Please let me slow down. I just knew what happened."

"This is the state, remember this state, you are the only one who will be the best. Fatty, you are now the leading actor in "Northern Fujian No. [-] Middle School Badge Incident". You will definitely be popular, I guarantee it! This is your script, take it. "

Yuan Zhonghe was in a daze, so here it is!

After explaining everyone's mission to go back, Shanhe got on the back seat of his father's bicycle.

"Dad, it's much more difficult than I imagined. I'm so flustered that I don't know what to do!"

"It's okay, the actors are all set, and you have sent them all the scripts, and the first step has been counted. Isn't experience accumulated slowly." Qiu Jiang replied riding a bicycle.

"That little fat man is the son of Lao Chen from the police station. The protagonist you chose is really suitable."

"Xiaohui is actually quite suitable. One of them has a mean mouth and the other has a mean appearance, haha."

"I don't understand you, but at your age, if anyone dares to call me mean, I will definitely do it."

"The bitch written in my script is the kind of person who is quite annoying, but not annoying at all. It's not a literal meaning."

While speaking, the bicycle entered the alley.

"Xiaoqiu, don't go home, Xiaoxie and Xixi are at the teacher's wife's place, and Xiaohe's books have been delivered." Hearing the teacher's shout, Shanhe jumped out of the car and took the basket from the teacher's hand.

"Look at me, I'm a little excited. Go back and tell me."

By the time Shanhe took the magazine in his hands, it was already four days later.

"From the city to the fields, it's a different world"

Author: Shanhe
Painting: Mountains and Rivers

Seeing his name printed in the catalog, Shanhe was excited and proud.This is just his starting point, Shanhe will continue to move forward.

The content published this time is about [-] words, and four short stories form the animal series.The illustrations are embedded in the text without being obtrusive.

The twelfth issue of "Sprout" issued nearly 40 copies, which were distributed all over the country, mainly in the southern region.

"Aunt Qu, the magazine has been received and we are very satisfied." Shanhe received a call from the magazine company.

"The editor-in-chief also helped me sign up for the National Youth Essay Contest?"

"Okay, Aunt Qu, I will tell my dad and he will call you when he comes back in the evening. Goodbye."

Qiu Jiang set up a round table at home, and Wu Zhiwei, his teacher and his wife were reading magazines.

Shan He hugged his younger sister, pointed to the illustration in the magazine and asked, "Xi Xi, do you still remember these little animals?"

"This is the little swallow that my brother drew for me. Why is it also in this book?"

"Other children also want to see it. Xixi, don't you want to share it with other children?"

"I would like to, but the book is not as big or as much as mine."

"The printing effect is not bad. What Xixi said is quite right, but the picture is a bit small." Wu Zhiwei was a little dissatisfied.

Yu Zhengchong glanced at him, "There are only so many large national journals, so it would be nice to have illustrations. "Sprouting" is doing well, with so many columns, but the price is a bit expensive, at ten yuan a copy, most of them are The city kids are watching."

Mrs. Xie hugged the magazine cherishingly, "This is our Xiaohe's first work, I have to keep it in my collection, come here, Xiaohe, sign it."

"Sign all these books, hahaha."

Qiu Jiang said with a smile: "The magazine called to tell me that Xiaohe had signed up for the National Youth Essay Contest. He has already entered the semi-finals. He is expected to win the prize."

"There is also news about Xiaohe's first novel. Editor Qu recommended the outline to Harvest Magazine, which is very interested."

"Wow. Double happiness."

"Celebrate for Xiaohe tonight."

"If he wins the award, Xiaohe's identity will no longer be kept secret."

"Didn't it mean that the outline has been transferred to Harvest? There is no problem with Harvest. There are many novels on Harvest that are more sensitive."

"Xiaohe, have you decided on the title of your novel?" Wu Zhiwei asked.

"What do you guys think of us, Master, Uncle Wu?"

"How do you plan to end?" Yu Zhengchong asked.

"Mutual redemption, the boy hid his age, and the girl broke her promise. They deceived each other in order to protect each other."

"Very good. Write it out, Master believes that you can write a long novel."

"I've almost collected the data, and I plan to start writing after the New Year's Day program is finished."

Wu Zhiwei was very curious about the sketch that the father and son lined up, "I heard that you still need someone to shoot that sketch?"

"Director Liu Quanhe of Modu Educational TV Station is very interested in this sketch, so he called and asked to send it to him."

Yu Zhengchong laughed, "Meiyu told me that Xiaohe is the screenwriter and director, and you, Qiu Jiang, are just a supporting role. You have been contracted for three chapters."

"His father gave him an actor for free, and he still picks and chooses, saying that he is afraid that I will interfere with their ideas. How can this be reasonable!"

Hahaha…

"However, they are a group of junior high school students, and they are really doing well. They even auditioned for a few days ago, and the actors have also been confirmed. The selection is quite suitable."

"We won't read the script. Let's just look at the finished product. Director Xiaohe, come on!"

"It was a coincidence and a clever idea. My dad said it was so serious. I am under a lot of pressure now. Last time I wasted a whole morning rehearsing for the play. Master, Uncle Wu, please help me!"

"Neither me nor your Uncle Wu can help you with this. Let alone arranging the sketches, we have never seen the sketches performed live. Haha" Yu Zhengchong and Wu Zhiwei laughed together.

"It's thanks to you to see the sketches on the scene."

……

"Elders, let me take a group photo for everyone. Xixi, come too and let me hold you." Shanhe raised his hand and took out the camera from the room.

"Everyone look here, eggplant!"

"Xiaohe, it's okay. The camera is all equipped." Wu Zhiwei took the camera and looked up and down, "Plum Blossom 135 is produced in Shanghai."

"The last time I went to Shanghai to sign a contract, Xiaohe met a host of a youth program on a TV station, who was only half a year older than Shanhe. The young man was very clear, and he spoke and handled things very generously. The two talked all afternoon and became friends. Before leaving So I gave Shanhe the camera."

"Children who grow up in big cities are different, they are generous." Wu Zhiwei sighed. "Xiaohe, they give you such nice things, what do you give them?"

"I gave him the diary from the summer vacation."

"Hey, you sent out the first draft of your first work! You young people are getting bigger and bigger."

"I'm ready to write "The River on the Tianshan Mountains", and I've been hesitating for more than a year." Wu Zhiwei hesitated for a moment.

"Finally made up my mind, come on!"

"Xiao Wu, you said before that my dream will be realized by you. You will definitely succeed this time."

Early the next morning, father and son went out together.

"Editor Qu told me yesterday that the publication of your book is already on the agenda, the royalties are about 10%, and the first print is [-] copies. The manuscript fee is about [-] yuan. And the reader's response is very good, the editorial department has already I have received some letters from readers, and I believe there will be more in the future.”

"Dad, you have so much money?" Shanhe pretended to be surprised.

"If it's reprinted, it's still [-]%. In one book, you have compared your parents' income for more than ten years!" Qiu Jiang sighed: "You said I wish I had persisted a little longer."

"Haha, the master said, you can only read propositional compositions within [-] words."

"...Your master is a relative from the next generation. How can I give birth to you as a little writer without talent." Qiu Jiang insisted: "Your little Uncle Wu has also started writing recently, and it seems that he was stimulated by you."

"Great, I believe Uncle Wu can do it."

"Would you like to buy you something after the royalties are paid?"

"I don't need it, I will change my mother's bicycle then."

"Okay, you have the final say on the money you make, your mother will be happy."

"How about you get another one?"

"You brat, are your dad and I that stingy?"

(End of this chapter)