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The sun was setting in the west, and the streets were full of vendors closing their stalls. Le Jing also came back from get off work at the library and took a rickshaw back home with Li Shuran.

As soon as he knocked on the door, he saw the concierge Zhou Da looked relieved: "Master, you are finally back. A gentleman claims to be the editor-in-chief of "Beiping Novel Newspaper" and has been waiting for you in the house all afternoon! "

Le Jing just sent out the manuscript yesterday, and today the editor-in-chief of "Beiping Novel Newspaper" came to visit. It seems that their newspaper is particularly satisfied with his manuscript.

When Le Jing walked into the front hall, he saw a middle-aged and elderly scholar with a white face and a beard sitting on a chair boredly. After seeing Le Jing, he stood up in surprise at first. After seeing Le Jing's face clearly, the surprise disappeared. Became disappointed, but still He bowed his hand to Le Jing politely: "I am the editor-in-chief of "Beiping Novel Newspaper". This time I am here to see Mr. Lin Zhongqi who submitted an article to our newspaper yesterday. I wonder who you are to Mr. Lin Zhongqi. Can you please Introduce sir for me?"

After being left here all afternoon, the editor-in-chief showed no signs of anger in his behavior. Either the editor-in-chief has extraordinary self-cultivation, or he is particularly satisfied with Lejing's manuscript. Judging from the editor-in-chief's words, it is obvious that the latter is more likely.

Is it just his age that seems so deceiving? First it was Yang Jinglun, and then the editor-in-chief. The two of them coincided with each other and had a tacit understanding, but they did not regard Le Jing as the real author.

Le Jing replied: "I am Lin Zhongqi, what do you want from me?" Le Jing's birthday is June 7th, Lin Zhong is another name for June, hence Lin Zhongqi's name.

After all, Zhang Xiguan was older than Yang Jinglun, so he was not as surprised as Yang Jinglun, but his subsequent ecstasy was as enthusiastic and sincere as Yang Jinglun's day. He stroked his beard, smiled and shook his head and said: "It's true that a hero comes from a young age. Ah, I didn’t expect that I would be wrong sometimes.”

Le Jing also smiled and said, "I'm too young. It's normal for me to have misunderstandings before. If you have something to do, sir, you might as well sit down first and we'll talk about it in detail." After saying that, he glanced at the bare tabletop beside the editor-in-chief. , cupping his hands and apologizing: "I like to be quiet, so I don't have anyone to serve at home. I'm afraid I might be rude to you sir. I just bought two taels of good Biluochun the day before yesterday, and now I just want you to taste it."

Even if there was still a trace of anger in Zhang Xiguan's heart, he just felt unspeakable after Le Jing's words. He was also a tea lover, and he would definitely taste it if it was normal, but at this time, his heart felt like a cat's paw. Scratch, eager to know "The Rise of Dynasties" The follow-up plot development of the story, so he stopped Le Jing from getting up and said embarrassedly: "To be honest, after reading your husband's manuscript this morning, I couldn't think about food or tea, and I was eager to know the follow-up plot development. That’s why I rushed to visit Mr.

Le Jing suddenly realized that the landlord's family didn't have much leftover food! After Lejing informed the editor that he only had more than 20,000 manuscripts in hand, he looked obviously disappointed, but he still came. Lejing read the next manuscripts eagerly.

Twenty thousand words is not a lot, so Zhang Xiguan cherished it very much and held every word in his mouth for a long time. When he finished reading the last word, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Le Jing with fiery eyes, asking a series of questions. He asked questions like a barrage of questions: "Is this story Xu Wangmu's dream? Is that Dahua another Huai'an country? What will Xu Wangmu do next? He will not last long if he leads the people to catch locusts to eat!"

Severe droughts have been associated with locust plagues since ancient times. Ancient books say that "when drought is extreme, locusts emerge." Therefore, the village where Xu Wangmu stayed naturally suffered from severe locust plagues. The farmland that had already suffered from poor harvests due to drought suffered even more. To the point of catastrophe. Coupled with the ignorance of the people, not only did they not dare to hunt the locusts, but instead worshiped the locust god under the leadership of the local goddess and the stick, pinning their hopes of stopping the locust plague on the illusory and surreal power.

Xu Wangmu is an atheist and a highly educated university professor, so he naturally scorns this. So he planned to use his status as a deity to let the people accept eating locusts to temporarily alleviate the famine.

Regarding Zhang Xiguan's question, Le Jing smiled mysteriously: "It's confidential. It would be pointless to tell you the specific plot development now."

No matter how Zhang Xiguan begged Le Jing, he remained unmoved, so Zhang Xiguan had no choice but to give up. Then he got down to business with Le Jing: "We plan to publish your "The Rise of Dynasty" on the front page tomorrow. As for the manuscript fee, our newspaper will give you three yuan per thousand words. What do you think?"

"Okay, the price is already very fair."

For Lejing, a newcomer who has not yet gained much fame, this price is already very high. You must know that Le Jing has been serialized in the Literary Journal for so long that the newspaper only increased his manuscript fee to four yuan per thousand words! Moreover, "The Rise of a Dynasty" is a full-length novel after all, and it would take at least a million words to unfold completely. It is much more profitable to write than "The Eyes of a Rat".

"The novel serials in our newspaper are updated daily. Sir, you should save more manuscripts." Zhang Xiguan said this with a bit of selfishness. If Le Jing saves more manuscripts, wouldn't he be able to read more? And he didn't lie to Le Jing. Their newspaper did mainly publish serialized novels on a daily basis. At most... at most, they only updated a few novels weekly!

Le Lao nodded: "This is natural. I will give the editor three thousand words to update every day, but..."

Zhang Xiguan's heart suddenly lifted, but what? Could it be that he was not satisfied with the price offered by their newspaper? It's not that he couldn't offer a higher price, but the price was too high at the beginning, how could he raise the price in the future?

Just as Zhang Xiguan was full of anxiety and thinking about it, he saw the young man in front of him smiled embarrassedly: "We have been chatting for so long, but I haven't asked you your name yet?"

Zhang Xiguan: ...

Ah! He was so excited to see the author that he even forgot to report his name! Such a low-level mistake actually happened to him. If those bastards in the editorial department knew about it, wouldn't they laugh to death?

His face flushed, and he quickly reported his name to Mr. Lin. The two of them exchanged greetings for a while before he left.

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In the early morning, the gorgeous sunrise cast a dazzling spot of light on the tall solid wood bookshelf. Readers were standing or sitting with books in their hands. The faint scent of ink floated in the air. The sound of reading aloud from the teaching building could be heard faintly. This was the beginning of an ordinary day in Kaiming Library.

Le Jing took the newspaper delivered by the postman and put it on the counter, and smiled at another middle-aged man at the counter: "Good morning, Mr. Chu, this is today's newspaper."

Mr. Chu's full name is Chu Jin. He is an old employee in the library and is Le Jing's predecessor in terms of seniority.

He has a square face, dark skin, and a temperament of a dean of education.

Chu Jin didn't even look at Le Jing, snorted, took out the newspaper he wanted to read from the newspaper and read it with relish.

Le Jing shrugged and didn't care.

Ever since he learned that Le Jing dropped out of middle school and his highest education was only elementary school, Mr. Chu has treated him with this attitude. Mr. Chu has never attended a new-style school. He has been studying in a private school since he was a child and received a complete and comprehensive traditional Chinese education. In the Qing Dynasty, he even had the title of a scholar. In his eyes, Le Jing, who only had elementary school education, was just a tongsheng, so he never looked down on Le Jing.

Le Jing didn't care how others viewed him, as long as Mr. Chu didn't have any bad thoughts about him, he didn't care about some sarcasm.

When he took out the tea bag he brought from home from his bag and prepared to make himself a cup of tea, he saw Mr. Chu excitedly slapping the table and said, "Well said!"

This sentence seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet library. Mr. Chu probably realized this and shut up awkwardly, but he was really excited in his heart. People in the library were reading books and were obviously not suitable conversation partners, so his eyes hesitated for a long time and finally fixed on Le Jing.

Le Jing: ...

Chu Jin arrogantly waved to Le Jing: "Xiao Le, come here, I have something to tell you."

Le Jing sighed in his heart. The heart of this middle-aged old man is also a needle in the sea.

"What's the matter?" Chu Jin's eyes sparkled as he asked, "Have you read "The Rat Eyes Look Down on People" published today?" Le Jing felt quite subtle about being talked about his work in front of him, but he showed a little confusion on his face, "The Rat Eyes Look Down on People? What is this? A novel?" So you see, I, a rough guy with only elementary school education, have nothing in common with you. You should just ignore me like before and let me play with myself. Unfortunately, Chu Jin did not understand Le Jing's subtext. He opened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this answer, as if it was unforgivable that Le Jing had not read "The Rat Eyes Look Down on People". "You haven't read it?!" His voice was a little loud, attracting several dissatisfied glances. He quickly lowered his voice and asked, "Then you haven't read "The Fengtian Secret Murder Case" and "Memoirs of a Famous Prostitute"? "

As "The Rat Eyes Look Down on People" became famous in Beiping, "The Fengtian Secret Chamber Murder Case" which Le Jing had previously published in the Fengtian tabloid under the pen name of Night Watchman was also dug out and talked about again.

The newspapers have been buzzing these days, not because of the content of the article, but because of the platform where the article was published.

Fengtian Miscellaneous Newspaper, which openly publishes erotic novels to attract audiences, is not a serious newspaper. Those who criticize the Night Watchman think that the Night Watchman himself is not a decent scholar for publishing articles in such yellow tabloids. He used to publish articles criticizing current affairs in the Literary Newspaper, pretending to be concerned about the country and the people. He is really a person who steals the world and deceives the reputation!

There are those who criticize the Night Watchman, and of course there are those who support the Night Watchman. The supporters of the Night Watchman believe that no matter how inappropriate the newspaper chosen by the Night Watchman to publish is, it is undeniable that the article is a good article. It is the freedom of the Night Watchman to choose which newspaper to publish his works, and others have no right to interfere.

Then the group that criticized the Night Watchman started to criticize again, saying that the Fengtian Secret Chamber Murder Case is actually instigating people to commit crimes. The detailed description of the criminal methods in it is to lure readers to kill, which will have a bad impact on society, and the authorities should ban it.

Then the supporters of the Night Watchman said, do you understand what literary creation is? According to what you said, "Water Margin" is encouraging people to rebel? "Romance of the Western Chamber" is encouraging young ladies to elope? Of course, literary works and reality should be separated. Those who confuse the two are all hooligans!

So the two groups of people cursed each other back and forth, and it was very lively.

In addition, the discussion about "Memoirs of Famous Courtesans" in the newspapers was still going on. The two groups of people came together and made the name of Night Watchman a regular in the newspapers.

There is heat only when there is debate.

By accident, Le Jing, a fledgling author, has already gained some popularity in the cultural circle.

There were even literati who published articles praising the Night Watchman in newspapers and expressed their love to him through the air. His words were so sensual and lingering that he had the style of a mandarin duck and a butterfly school. Anyway, Le Jing got goosebumps all over after reading it.

But what surprised Le Jing was that he, a senior who has high expectations, was also his fan.

Le Jing couldn't help but have some evil thoughts in his heart. He didn't know what kind of expression Chu Jin would have if he knew that the night watchman he admired was actually a "big rough" with only a primary school education that he had always looked down on. But he was just thinking about it, and he didn't intend to reveal his identity for the time being.

Thinking about the heated debate about his article in the newspaper, Le Jing made a thoughtful expression and said hesitantly: "Have you heard of it? His two novels seem to have received bad reviews in the newspapers?"

Chu Jin immediately blew his beard and glared, "That's all slander! The gentleman's article has profound intentions and small words, how can those mediocre people interpret it! They scolded the Night Watchman's article, but the Night Watchman's article offended the interests of some people. That’s all!”

When Chu Jin mentioned this topic, he was suddenly possessed by a star-chasing girl. He pulled Le Jing and began to pour out his bitterness:

"A few days ago, my husband described the tragic experiences of prostitutes in "Rat Eyes Look Down on People" and "Memoirs of a Prostitute" and spoke out for women's liberation. This proposal has touched the interests of some people!"

Chu Jin sneered, with a hint of acrimony in his brows: "Prostitutes are big taxpayers and a cash cow for some people in the government. At this time, someone suddenly came out and said that prostitutes are so miserable. We should liberate prostitutes and abolish prostitution. Well, isn’t this looking for scolding?”

"The biggest mistake Mr. Night Watchman did was that he told the truth and opened the sore for everyone to see!"

Le Jing sighed in his heart, but Chu Jin saw it clearly.

In order to write about the prostitute's environment more realistically, Le Jing corresponded with Bai Shaoyao several times later. The heroine's experiences were all based on the real life of a prostitute. The details are accurate and authentic, and can withstand scrutiny.

It's just because it's so real that this novel has been criticized so badly.

"However...the doubts of some people in the newspaper still have some validity."

Chu Jin sighed, "Although everyone knows that a civilized country should not have such miserable existence as prostitutes. But liberating prostitutes and abolishing prostitution, what will those women with no skills eat and drink after they do not become prostitutes? This is not Is it easy to liberate prostitutes, but how will they live and obtain financial resources after liberation? Otherwise, the liberated women will just make money again. "

Le Jing also fell silent.

In this decadent and dark age, prostitutes cannot live in an upright manner. They have no skills and cannot be independent at all.

After liberation, in order to dig out the cancer of prostitutes, New China sent troops to seal off all the brothels in the Bada Hutongs and recruit all the prostitutes for treatment. At that time, the youngest prostitute was 7 years old and had already contracted a sexually transmitted disease.

In order to treat their illnesses, the impoverished New China deliberately spent precious foreign exchange in exchange for a large amount of penicillin to treat their illnesses.

While physical illnesses can be cured with medicine, mental illnesses cannot be cured. At that time, many prostitutes had many problems. They told lies, were lazy, greedy for vanity, and vindictive...

In order to help these prostitutes get rid of their bad habits and establish a self-reliant personality, many outstanding female comrades have given them political classes, organized internal grievance meetings among prostitutes, asked them to talk about their miserable lives in the old society, and organized prostitutes to visit Themes of plays and movies...

For prostitutes who want to start a new life, the party arranges jobs for them, goes on blind dates, and finds them a new home.

After so many pronged measures, those prostitutes really survived.

Le Jing knew that his article could not fundamentally improve the situation of prostitutes.

But if his article can awaken more and more "white peony" people, make the red power stronger and stronger, and can poke a small hole in the dark sky, then his article will be valuable.

Chu Jin didn't expect Le Jing to give advice on his problem. He said with a straight face: "You are also a scholar, how can you not watch Mr. Nightman's articles? Let me tell you, as long as you can learn from Night Watch, If you learn a thing or two from Mr. Ren’s article, it will be of great help to you in the future, do you know?”

Le Jing nodded obediently, "Yes, I understand. I will definitely read Mr. Night Watchman's articles carefully when I go back."

Only then did Chu Jin wave his hand with satisfaction and let Le Jing leave.

It's just that Le Jing's ears haven't been clear for too long, and soon the old man shouted again in surprise: "Huh? This novel?"

Le Jing didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but the old man couldn't bear it and waved to him, shouting enthusiastically: "Xiao Le, come here, look at this article, it is really a wonderful article."

Le Jing sighed inwardly, walked behind the old gentleman and took a look. The first thing that caught his eye were the four large printed characters "Rise of Dynasty".

The old man was still murmuring excitedly: "The protagonist was struck by lightning and transported to ancient times? He also appeared on other people's altars and was worshiped as a god? Interesting, really interesting. The author is... Lin Zhongqi?" He turned to Le Jing and asked, "Have you heard of this name?"

Le Jing: "...I've never heard of it."

“That’s right. I haven’t even heard of this author. How could you possibly have heard of him?” Chu Jin touched his chin, itching to say: “I really want to know how the plot develops later!”

Le Jing: Do you want to know? I won’t tell you.