The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Xie Zirun was at work when a colleague suddenly told him that the editor of a martial arts magazine was looking for him.

At first, Xie Zirun was quite puzzled. His unit had no business dealings with the martial arts magazine?

The editor who came from the martial arts magazine this time was Shao Wenjun, who was very enthusiastic when he saw Xie Zirun.

"You must be Writer Xie! I have read your novel and I like it very much. After discussion with the editorial department, it completely meets the requirements of our magazine for serialization."

"What novel?" Xie Zirun was confused and had no idea what the other party was talking about.

"I've never submitted an article to a martial arts magazine!"

Shao Wenjun's face froze, and he took out a manuscript curiously and said, "Didn't you write this "Kunlun"? "

Xie Zirun took the manuscript and recognized his nephew's handwriting at a glance. After all, he was the one who signed the children's homework.

"Editor Shao, there may be some misunderstanding here." Xie Zirun thought his nephew was playing a prank and said embarrassedly.

"Misunderstanding?" Shao Wenjun was confused.

Xie Zirun sighed and said, "I have indeed never submitted a manuscript to your publishing house, and this manuscript was not written by me, but the handwriting looks very much like my nephew's."

Upon hearing this, Shao Wenjun asked: "Where is your nephew? Can I see him?"

Xie Zirun said with a strange look on his face: "Of course it's no problem, but he should be in school at this time."

"School? Which university does your nephew attend? I can go find him." Shao Wenjun obviously misunderstood.

"Editor Shao, my nephew is not in college. He is only fifteen years old and in junior high school." Xie Zirun said awkwardly.

"Impossible!" Shao Wenjun screamed.

In fact, when the martial arts magazine first received Wang Gang's manuscript, they did not take it seriously at first and just gave it to an intern editor for review. Unexpectedly, after reading the first three chapters of "Kunlun", the intern editor was immediately attracted by its sophisticated writing style and the ups and downs of the plot, and then strongly recommended it to Shao Wenjun.

Shao Wenjun is an experienced editor who saw the value of Kunlun at a glance, so he was willing to come to Beijing in person to solicit manuscripts.

He always thought that the author of "Kunlun" must be a middle-aged man with rich experience because of his mature writing style.

"Editor Shao, my nephew has been naughty since he was young. He must have played a prank in my name. I apologize to you on his behalf." Xie Zirun said embarrassedly.

"No, no, no." Shao Wenjun said affirmatively: "I have carefully studied Kunlun's writing style. It is impossible for a junior high school student to write it."
Shao Wenjun took out the letter that the magazine had received and said, "The original submission information contained your name and the address of your unit. I always thought that you were the author of Kunlun."

Xie Zirun didn't know what to say now.

"How about this! You come home with me first, and I'll let my nephew explain it to you clearly."

Xie Zirun didn't even bother to go to work. He said hello to his boss and ran home with Shao Wenjun.

After arriving home, Xie Zirun first poured Shao Wenjun a cup of tea, and then read a few pages of the manuscript of "Kunlun".

After seeing this, Xie Zirun fell silent.

Xie Zirun is an editor of a literary magazine and usually calls himself a writer. He has tried to write some poems. His writing skills are naturally not bad, and his ability to appreciate poetry is even stronger.

Although the plot of "Kunlun" written by Wang Gang was copied, the text in it was all written by him, without copying any punctuation marks.

Wang Gang's writing experience, literary skills, and historical background are naturally incomparable to ordinary people.

It can be said that "Kunlun" was given another life in Wang Gang's hands.

Xie Zirun quickly finished reading the first three chapters, and then asked Shao Wenjun: "What about the rest?"

Shao Wenjun looked at Xie Zirun with a strange expression, and wanted to say: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

When Xie Zirun saw the excellent work, he felt itchy and wanted to go to school immediately to bring Wang Gang back for questioning.

Suddenly, Xie Zirun remembered that his nephew had been writing something mysteriously in his room these days. At first, Xie Zirun thought he was doing his homework, but now he thought something was wrong.

"Editor Shao, please sit down for a moment. I'm going to find something in my nephew's room." Xie Zirun thought of something and left Shao Wenjun and ran to Wang Gang's room. He started rummaging through his desk and actually found a stack of manuscript paper in the drawer. It was exactly the content after the third chapter of "Kunlun".

When Shao Wenjun took out the manuscript paper, he felt like he had found a treasure and started to read it immediately.

When Wang Gang and Xie Qiao returned home from school, they saw Xie Zirun and a middle-aged bald man, face to face, leaning against each other and flipping through manuscripts.

"Dad." Xie Qiao called out curiously.

Xie Zirun was completely immersed in the novel and replied casually: "Find something to eat tonight."

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Xie Zirun raised his head and saw Wang Gang standing in front of him.

"Xie Lin, you're back just in time. What's the matter with this novel?" Xie Zirun stood up excitedly and asked, "Where did you copy it from?"

Shao Wenjun also stood up.

"You are talking about Kunlun! This is what I wrote?" Wang Gang said as a matter of course.

"How could this be written by you?" Xie Zirun screamed.

"Dad, why are you so excited?" Xie Qiao asked curiously, "Kunlun was written by Xie Lin! I was always by his side when he was writing it."

Xie Zirun opened his mouth, but it took him a while to wrap his mind around what was going on.

He had just read the later chapters of "Kunlun". As the plot unfolded, the profound historical background and literary skills hidden between the words were simply the work of a master. How could it be written by a fifteen-year-old child?

Shao Wenjun excitedly walked up to Wang Gang and asked, "You must be Xie Lin! I am Shao Wenjun, the editor of Wuxia Magazine. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, I'm Xie Lin." Wang Gang extended his hand generously.

Shao Wenjun was stunned and dazed. He always felt that Wang Gang did not look like a fifteen-year-old child.

"Hello." Shao Wenjun excitedly held Wang Gang's hands with both hands.

"Are you here to discuss your royalties?" Wang Gang said calmly.

Xie Zirun now really believes that "Kunlun" was written by his nephew. His calmness alone is something that not everyone can compare to.

"Thank you, writer." Shao Wenjun thought about it and gave Wang Gang this name.

"Our magazine likes the article you wrote about Kunlun very much. According to national regulations on royalties, we are willing to pay you the highest standard of 30 yuan per thousand words." Shao Wenjun said, taking out a contract.

Wang Gang didn't even bother looking at the contract. He smiled and said, "According to the 'Provisional Regulations on Book Royalties' issued by the National Copyright Administration in 1990, the standard for royalties for ordinary works is 10-30 yuan per thousand words."

Shao Wenjun was stunned when he heard this.

Wang Gang continued: "But this standard was issued in 90. Now it is 97, and prices have gone through a huge change, increasing many times.

So later, the National Copyright Administration issued a supplementary explanation based on market changes, stating that some market-oriented magazines could appropriately raise the remuneration standards, with the highest standard being 1,000 yuan per 1,000 words. I remember that martial arts magazines also fall into the category of market-oriented magazines.

Shao Wenjun didn't expect that Wang Gang knew all this and felt a little embarrassed.

Wang Gang did not make it difficult for Shao Wenjun, and said: "I can accept 30 yuan per thousand words, but only for the first words. After that, depending on the response to the novel, I hope to adjust the remuneration. Is Editor Shao willing?"

Shao Wenjun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Writer Xie, how many words do you want to write for this book Kunlun? How much will you ask for royalties after 100,000 words?"

Wang Gang said: "I plan to write a million words. After 100,000 words, if the response is hot, the remuneration will be settled according to the market price, and the copyright fee for publishing the physical book will be calculated separately!

By the way, I plan to write Kunlun into a trilogy."

Wang Gang doesn't care much about the royalties from his novels, but is more concerned with the copyright fees and even the film and television adaptation rights.

(End of this chapter)