The literary era since 1979

Ming Pao building in the early morning.

When Jin Yong opened the newspaper, he saw that it said "In the battle of listening popularity between Hong Kong Radio and Hong Kong Commercial Radio, "Ghost Blows Out the Light" took the lead." This means that when it came to "Wesley" which was broadcast in the same time period as "Ghost Blows Out the Light", the battle was not won as expected.

The reports and comments in other newspapers are even more extensive than those in Oriental Daily.

They all criticized one and praised the other. The ones they criticized were "Wei Sili" and Hong Kong Commercial Radio, and the ones they praised were naturally "Ghost Blows Out the Light" and Hong Kong Radio.

It even involves Ni Zui, who openly and covertly satirizes "Jiang Lang's lack of talent" to set off and flatter the author of "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

"These journalists are still so fond of stirring up trouble."

Just as he was sighing with emotion, the phone suddenly rang.

The secretary called to say that Ni Xu suddenly came to the editorial office of Ming Pao and wanted to meet Jin Yong right away.

"Let him in."

Jin Yong closed the newspaper and took a sip of tea.

Soon, the office door was pushed open by the secretary, and Ni Xu walked in with heavy steps and an angry look on his face.

"This is unreasonable! This is simply unreasonable!"

"Why are you so angry?"

"Look at these, look at what's written in these newspapers!"

Ni Xu pulled out the newspaper tucked under his armpit and smashed it hard on the coffee table.

Jin Yong had already guessed it, and shook his head and said, "I can't control other newspapers, but I can guarantee that I have strictly ordered Ming Pao to never deliberately belittle any party, whether it is Ghost Blows Out the Light or Wesley, there will only be praise, no belittlement."

"Brother Jin, I don't mean to blame you or Ming Pao."

Ni Xie said dissatisfiedly: "I am scolding those media who fanned the flames. They completely slandered, defamed and humiliated me. They came to support a new writer who just debuted and regarded me as a stepping stone for that guy. What right do they have to do this? Do they really think that I, Ni, am made of clay!"

"This is really too much. You have the right to sue them."

Jin Yong sighed, "But the approach of Hong Kong Commercial Radio was not appropriate. Originally, 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' and your 'Wei Sili' were scheduled at different times, so it could be said that they didn't interfere with each other, but in the end, it was a dispute of personal feelings, and it ended up like this, hurting the harmony."

Ni Xun was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether Hong Kong Commercial Radio had obtained his consent to move the "Wesley" series to the same time slot as "Ghost Blows Out the Light", intentionally trying to compete with each other to determine the winner. However, he didn't expect that he would be the loser.

"I admit that Ghost Blows Out the Light is indeed well written, but my Wesley is not worse than it. What do you think, Brother Jin?"

"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second."

Jin Yong smiled and said, "How about this, you write a few reviews, picking out the flaws in Ghost Blows Out the Light, and I'll publish them in Ming Pao?"

“That’s what I really thought at first.”

Ni Xie gritted his teeth and said, "But I calmed down and thought for a long time. If I did this, wouldn't it make outsiders think that I had given up and criticized me so angrily? Wouldn't it be a compliment to the author of Ghost Blows Out the Light?"

Jin Yong nodded. If Ni Xun, one of the "Four Great Talents of Hong Kong" and a "famous writer of Hong Kong", was so defeated and criticized "Ghost Blows Out the Light" in a long article in the newspaper, or even slandered and belittled it, it would not only be an admission of defeat, but would also help the author become famous.

"The most infuriating thing is that this writer doesn't use his real name, and Radio Hong Kong has no comment to the public!"

Ni Xie waved his fists angrily, as if he was venting his anger on the air.

"I guess the author of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" is not a newcomer."

Jin Yong analyzed: "Although I haven't read the manuscript, but after listening to the broadcast for so long, I can see that the writing layout, as well as the subject matter and writing style are all excellent. They are definitely not something that a new writer can achieve. It must have been written by an already famous writer."

"Brother Jin thinks so too!" Ni Xian nodded in agreement, "But after thinking about it, I still can't figure out who can write such a Feng Shui tomb-robbing theme?"

Jin Yong poured a cup of tea for his old friend, and the two began to speculate on the true identity of the author of "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

People like Cai Lan and Huang Zhan are not good at this, Liang Yusheng and Nangong Bo also write in the martial arts style, and they have basically stopped writing. Female writers like Yi Shu and Li Bihua are even less likely to write this kind of fantasy adventure novel from a male perspective.

"I thought of another one, that is Huang Ying who wrote 'The Transformation of the Silkworm'."

Ni Zun said this out of the blue.

Jin Yong shook his head and said, "That's not possible. Huang Ying has never been to the mainland. How could he write about the mainland in such detail?"

Ni Xian frowned, "I really can't swallow this anger if I don't find this person."

"Look at you, you're in a hurry."

Jin Yong said: "It is impossible that Ghost Blows Out the Light will only be broadcast on Hong Kong radio stations. Such a good story will definitely be published as a novel. When the time comes, we will see which publishing house is responsible for the distribution. Then we can ask the people from that publishing house for details!"

"Brother Jin is right!"

Ni Xu was overjoyed, with a gleam of light in his eyes. He wanted to see who the author of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was!
"Ah!"

At the same time, Fangyan, who was reading a newspaper at home, couldn't help but sneeze.

"What's wrong? Are you cold?"

Gong Xing stopped playing mahjong.

Fangyan waved his hand and asked her to continue studying how to play Hong Kong Mahjong. After all, she had an appointment to play Mahjong with Lin Qingxia, Wang Zuxian and others.

"I told you not to write so late every day. It's hurting your body, isn't it?"

Gong Xing stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen to make him some brown sugar ginger soup.

Fangyan turned his gaze back to the newspaper and noticed an advertisement for a "cellular phone", which moved him.

Today's mobile phones look even more like "bricks" than Nokia phones, and have no other functions except making calls. The call quality is not clear and stable enough, and the battery life is not good. A large battery can only last for 30 minutes at most. But after all, you can carry it with you.

In another year or two, it will be all the rage in Hong Kong and money will be hard to come by.

Back then, the public price was around 20000 yuan, but it usually cost 25000 yuan to buy, and the black market price was as high as 5 yuan.

Thinking of this, he thought about equipping himself, Gong Xing and others with one, and if possible, find a way to get the agency rights for the Big Brother mobile phone.

"What are you thinking about?"

After a while, Gong Xing brought out a bowl of steaming brown sugar ginger soup from the kitchen.

The dialect did not say "big brother phone", but instead mentioned Ni Zhen's criticism of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" in the newspaper.

Gong Xing was very surprised, "Who is Ni Zhen?"

"He is Ni Xian's son. His father cannot come forward directly, so he lets him belittle "Ghost Blows Out the Light" and defend "Wei Sili"."

There was disdain in the dialect tone.

Gong Xing asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Fang Yan curled his lips. What level is Ni Zhen? He is not worthy of his attention. His father Ni Zhao is qualified to have a verbal fight with him. (End of this chapter)