Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 402 Another writer forced by life
Lao Jin was shocked when he heard this: "Mr. Zhao, it's impossible! If nothing else, a book needs to go through three reviews, and this alone will take at least half a month."

"This book is neither an academic paper nor a literary masterpiece, so why does it need three reviews?" Zhao Hongjun snorted coldly.

"But."

"Not that much!" Zhao Hongjun interrupted Lao Jin arrogantly: "From today on, everyone in your editorial office will participate in this work. No matter what method you take, this book must be published within four days. Proofreading completed.”

"Complete it on time, and each person will be rewarded with one month's salary! If it cannot be completed, everyone will pack up and get out!" After saying this, Zhao Hongjun turned around and left, leaving everyone in the editorial department looking at each other.

"Director Jin, what should I do?" an editor asked.

"What should I do? Work! Work overtime every night from today on!" Lao Jin also risked his life.

Now his monthly salary is nearly 300 yuan, with a bonus at the end of the year, which is much higher than his retirement salary. He is reluctant to lose this job in vain.

As a result, the editorial department was busy all night long.

Four days later, Lao Jin took the proofread manuscript and handed it to the general manager's office. Zhao Hongjun took it over and looked at it carefully.

Fang Minghua also got this book and sat in the office and read it.

When Liao Runbo sat down, Zhang Baofu took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea, then closed the door and left.

Luyuan?

Well. After editing, proofreading and re-writing, the handwriting was very neat. He also randomly checked part of the content and found no typos.

The paper quality is average, but the price is only two yuan, which is significantly lower than a novel with the same word count. It is definitely unrealistic to ask him to use such good paper.

Liao Runbo!
Fang Minghua recognized it, it was Liao Runbo, a young man from Guizhou Province who had taught in Luyuan!
The pen name is Guizi.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open, and Zhang Baofu was seen standing at the door, saying: "Brother Minghua, oh, Editor-in-Chief Bu Fang, there is a college student who wants to see you. I stopped him at the door, but he was very If I want to see you, I will tell you that you taught him in Luyuan."

Fang Minghua suddenly became curious.

Look at the content again.
In the 1980s, he created a work that combines many elements such as an erotic CEO, a gangster, a cop, and a sadistic relationship with a high-ranking official, Mary Sue, Virgin Mary, and so on. Fang Minghua simply admires it.

"Baofu, let him in."

And the pen name of Xue MiLi is also easy to imagine.

"Is it you? Runbo!" Fang Minghua stood up and greeted enthusiastically: "Sit, sit."

For a time, sales were booming.

After Zhao Hongjun finished speaking, he took out a book from the drawer, which was exactly the book "Female Stars to Female Prisoners"!
Zhao Hongjun worked vigorously and resolutely, and the book "Female Leader" was officially published a month later. The colorful and exciting plot immediately attracted readers.

"That's right. I'll ask the finance department to pay you double wages at the end of the month. I heard that you've been working overtime for several days in a row. I'll give you a day off to rest and then proofread this novel."

Not long after, Zhang Baofu came in with a young man wearing a very old military coat.

But the cover is well done!
A beauty with gorgeous red lips and wavy hair was wearing a short skirt that exposed her snow-white thighs, and she even had a pistol strapped to her leg!
Fragrant enough, exciting enough.

"Hello, Editor Fang." Liao Runbo greeted with a smile.

"We heard from the guard at our unit that you are a college student? Where are you studying now?" Fang Minghua asked with concern.

"After I graduated from Luyuan University, I was admitted to the writer's class of Northwest University and am now studying at Northwest University."

"Okay. Not bad." Fang Minghua was very happy after hearing this: "Runbo, you can write a novel like "Into the Accident", which shows that your writing skills are still very good. I am not surprised that you can be admitted to the writer class of Western University. Unexpected. "I benefited a lot from your three months at Lu Academy and your lectures from other teachers," Liao Runbo said humbly.

"Haha, we only talked about some of the most basic skills. After all, four months is still relatively short. The writer class at Western University lasts two years, so you can learn some knowledge systematically."

"Yes, we are starting from the most basic ones now. Chairman Jia sometimes goes to take classes as editor-in-chief. Why don't you go to Western University to take classes?" Liao Runbo asked.

"Me? I studied in Luyuan for four months. That's enough. I'm still too busy with work." After Fang Minghua finished speaking, he changed the subject and asked with concern: "Runbo, how is studying and living at Western University? Are you there? What difficulty?"

"My life is pretty good and there are no difficulties." Liao Runbo replied.

Liao Runbo had nothing to do, he just came to visit Fang Minghua. After the two chatted for a while, he was about to say goodbye and leave. Suddenly he noticed the popular novel on Fang Minghua's table and was a little surprised: "Editor Fang, you also read this novel?"

"Haha. Just for fun, this is from a friend of mine's company." Fang Minghua explained with a smile.

"Isn't it written that it is published by Pengcheng Haitian Publishing House?" Liao Runbo was a little confused.

"The book number I bought."

"Oh" Liao Runbo said suddenly, thoughtfully, with a slightly twitchy expression: "Editor Fang, can you help me contact this friend of yours?"

"how?"

"Do you think your friend still needs such a popular novel? I, I also want to write one." Liao Runbo hesitated.

"Runbo. You are very talented. Why do you want to write such a novel?" Fang Minghua was very surprised. He immediately thought of something and asked tentatively: "Is it because the family is in financial difficulty?"

"Yes, Editor Fang, to tell you the truth, I could have applied for the writer's class jointly organized by Yanjing Normal University and the Writers' Association, but I was worried that the tuition fee would be more expensive and the cost of living in Yanjing would be high, so I applied for Western University Chinese class.”

"Unexpectedly, the cost of living in Xijing is not cheap," Fang Minghua said.

"Yes. Also, our Provincial Writers Association no longer pays me a salary."

"why?"

"Because in our situation, if we were admitted to a university writer's class, the state would have to charge tuition and miscellaneous fees. Our provincial writers' association was also poor and felt it was a burden and was unwilling to pay the money. They terminated the contract with me. I am no longer a professional writer." Liao Runbo explained with a wry smile.

shit
And this thing?

"Then you have no place to collect your salary now?" Fang Minghua asked again.

"Fortunately, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles in our county promised to continue to pay me a salary, but I have to pay for all the tuition and miscellaneous fees for the university myself. Also, my wife just gave birth to a son this year, and the child also needs expenses. I want to pay for it right now." After getting over the dilemma first, I won’t be able to write anything else but novels.”

That's it!

Fang Minghua understood.

Another writer who is forced by life.

Fang Minghua didn't say any more, but asked: "Liao Bo, what kind of popular novel are you planning to write?"

"I heard that the book "Female Leader" is selling very well in the market. I also want to have such content." Liao Runbo answered truthfully.

It's still like this.
Tian Yanning and Tan Li are already writing this type of novel, and it has become a series. If Liao Runbo writes similar novels again, it will not be good from the perspective of corporate publishing.

There are many types of popular novels, why do you have to hang yourself from a tree?
So what genre should Liao Runbo write?
(End of this chapter)