Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Chapter 36 First Writing Results

"Brother Ah Sheng is very lucky to know the origin of his name, because the family has cats and dogs, ducks, and chickens. If there are no exceptions, I'm afraid he will be called Cai Aji!"

"Brother Ah Sheng started off as a coolie unloading goods at the port city wharf. He did the heaviest work all day long. In summer, to save money, he even slept directly on the wharf. The money he earned was only enough to support the whole family. livelihood."

"During his coolie career, where he left early and came back late, the only pleasure he had was ordering a bowl of noodles at the wonton noodle shop, even without adding noodles.

"Later, when garment factories sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, Brother Ah Sheng also moved his mind. The wages were not low, and the most important thing was that there were tiles to cover the head, so he would not be afraid of the wind and the sun."

"He signed up to join the factory, but he moved and unloaded all the year round. His two big hands had already worn thick calluses, and he couldn't touch the fabric-related processes. In the end, he went to the warehouse and did the dock work!"

"Don't tell me, Brother Asheng, I really figured out a way to make money!"

"He found that there was a backlog of defective garments in the warehouse, and they would be disposed of at a low price after a while."

"By virtue of the familiarity of his face that he had learned during this time, Brother Asheng greeted the warehouse manager, and took out two large packages of defective products at a low price."

"He doesn't go to the bustling shopping streets, he only goes to Sham Shui Po, Kowloon, looking for young girls and daughters-in-law who are short on money and cute. They are new models, and they are sold at a low price. There are slight flaws, but they don't affect their clothes. Ah Brother Sheng's products are very popular with these girls."

"Brother Ah Sheng came to the noodle shop again, and when he called for noodles, he began to yell angrily, add more noodles and more bottom!"

"Another old customer, A Shui Bo, always laughs at him. He is used to suffering, but he doesn't even enjoy the good things. What kind of noodles are added! Add a curry fish ball, it is delicious!"

"A Shuibo also has his own story."

"He ran a grocery store for half his life, and retired when he got old, and handed over the store to his son."

"My son likes new items, so he bought an electronic scale, and it annoyed the neighbors, and a bunch of old customers complained to him."

"Originally, when weighing things, Ah Shuibo's scale beam was always raised high, and when collecting money, he would also erase the tenths."

"When I come to his son, the electronic scale is accurate, and the money is also accurate to the point!"

"Uncle Ah Shui finally came back out of the rivers and lakes, and he calmed down the grievances of the neighbors."

"He didn't do anything to his son. He rented a small shop for his son in the busiest Sheung Wan, and rushed there with his son and the electronic scale!"

"A Shuibo's son doesn't sell the other side because the shop is too small. He just buys some fruits from the park, wraps them in fancy paper, and sells them one by two to the white-collar workers in Central."

"Because his electronic scale is accurate and can be accurate to grams, he is very popular among white-collar workers!"

"Uncle Ah Shui feels much more relieved because of this, the grocery store is no longer open from morning to night like before, closing early every day, and going to the noodle shop to have a drink with regular customers."

"If you order a bowl of Chezai noodles, you can eat for an hour. Brother Ah Sheng likes to call him Uncle Zhong."

"There are also regular customers, who don't like to be lively, and like to sit alone in the corner, order a cup of coffee, and sit for more than half an hour."

"Quiet amidst the noise, it's a bit like a paradise."

……

Song Huanxi wrote more than a thousand words in one breath, and then put down the pen, shaking her wrist, quite complacent, now, she, Hongchen smiled, is also a person with works!

After the ink was a little dry, Song Huanxi picked it up and read it, and soon discovered the problem: Oops, she directly used the names of Brother A Sheng and Uncle A Shui. If it really became a script, it would not be very good.

Fortunately, this is only a draft, and I have to copy it again.

While copying, Song Huanxi changed it. Brother Asheng was changed to Brother Fugui. The meaning of the name also changed from seeking longevity to seeking wealth——

Changing A Shui Bo to A Tu Bo, they are all in the Five Elements anyway, so there is not much difference!
The last guest—

Well, Lu Xingbang didn't even keep his name, so naturally there's no need to change it!
After some revisions, Song Huanxi happily signed his pen name, Hong Chen smiled.

When she was about to close her mouth happily, she suddenly thought of fine wine and Mr. Story——

Song Huanxi hesitated for a moment, but still stuffed another empty envelope into it. Naturally, he also put a stamp on it and wrote the return address.

After finishing all this, it was almost midnight, Song Huanxi hurriedly cleaned up the table, took a shower, went into the house and went to bed.

Soon, sleepiness rose, and Song Huanxi couldn't help but think, her pen name is Hongjianyixiao. I don't know what kind of pen name Mr. Wine and Story will choose?

Well, tomorrow morning, send out the reply letter to Mr. Meijiu and Mr. Story, as well as Rongchang's script submission!
……

July 1959, 7 was an unforgettable day for many people.

Xiong Yaoying got up early in the morning, which was extremely rare for a senior alcoholic. He held the pen with some restlessness, but couldn't write a single word.

From time to time, he raised his head and looked out the window, and said to himself: "Isn't the postman usually delivering the newspaper very early? Why isn't it here today?"

Wait until the afternoon.

The sports student rushed in with a stride, excited: "Brother Yaoying! Your letter has arrived!"

After a pause, he asked expectantly: "Is it possible to continue writing the new martial arts novel?!"

Yu Xilou also looked over expectantly.

Xiong Yaoying chuckled, stretched out his hand to take the envelope, opened it and replied, "Read the letter, first read the letter!"

The letter was not long, and Xiong Yaoying read it quickly, and immediately burst out laughing.

Waving the letter paper towards Yu Xilou, Xiong Yaoying smiled and said, "I just said this girl is interesting?!"

"I asked her, what kind of pseudonym should I choose, but she first chose a pseudonym—"

Yu Xilou froze for a moment, snatched the letter from Xiong Yaoying, and the sports student also came over, "Smile in the world?"

The sports student turned to look at his cousin, "Yu Xilou, look at the name, this seems to be your dish!"

Yu Xilou's attention fell on another place: "Why do you call Brother Yaoying Brother Yaoying, but you just call me by my name?"

The sports student looked innocent: "Don't you also call him brother? You call Yaoying brother every day, so naturally I will call you brother!"

Yu Xilou: "..."

He has nothing to say!
However, he was still dissatisfied: "...Then why do you call me by my name directly? Am I not your cousin?"

Lin Ziqi called out tentatively, "Xilou...brother?"

Yu Xilou: "..."

asshole!

What's even more exasperating is that if you do it, he must be the one who loses!
Too lazy to deal with the slobbering lawsuit between the cousins, Xiong Yaoying directly thought about his pen name.

(End of this chapter)