I wrote novels in the Republic of China

The newspaper has also published many books in its life, and those books that were used as entertainment are often forgotten.

But some things will be forgotten after a while.

For example, Xianglin Sao.

When I was in school, I studied "Blessing" seriously and took notes in the textbook according to the teacher's instructions: "Xianglin Sao" is a typical working woman in old China in my mind..."

But I was still young at the time, so I didn’t have too many feelings.

Later, when I grew up, I re-read the article and finally realized what was hidden in it.

Following the example, I wanted to write about an orphan living on the streets.

"The big turnip always talks auspicious words. When he sees me in a good mood, he will show me a smiling face to greet me. He will pester me to go home and will not leave until my family has something. One day, I was in a hurry to go out, and he pestered me. After giving me a copper coin, he would come back to find me after two days. On the days when he came to find me, I would go out early, and he would definitely come with a broken bowl in his hand, and sing all kinds of auspicious words to me..." The newspaper wrote slowly.

Big head stepped on my head, I am a good boy.

After writing to "me" in the window, I gave him a copper coin, and he said: "I" will always ask for money from time to time, even if he gets impatient with "me", he will still come to me later.

I have also seen someone stealing something, and was caught and beaten by a police officer. Later, a police officer came over and tried to dissuade him, and only then did he let the person go.
When I met Yang again, he kept making fun of me and threw some buns on the ground for me to pick up and eat. I was so happy that I kowtowed to him.

Kenbo sometimes felt ashamed when he got hit in the face, and sometimes he would grab the buns and throw them into the river. When Datoucai saw it, he would cry loudly and be so angry that he would jump into the river to fish out the buns.

I heard that a playboy asked Datoucai to fight with another beggar. In order to win the fight, Datoucai gave the beggar half a roast chicken. Datoucai bit the beggar's face until it was bleeding. With blood in his mouth, he kowtowed to the playboy with a smile and said auspicious words. While eating the roast chicken, he looked like a wild beast.

When the head of the kohlrabi is spineless, the knees are soft, and when the head is seen, it kneels.

……

In the book, after I moved to the concession, I rarely saw Datoucai. I only heard that Datoucai often wandered around the place where I used to live and asked about me.

After a long time, I accidentally learned that the kohlrabi was starved to death in the winter of my life. When it was dying, its belly was very big. Sometimes I was curious and cut it open, only to find that it was full of dirt.

I was born in kohlrabi and was very short.

There is also a free time to tell "me", my sister went to another family to be a child bride, the girl was greedy, and my husband dropped a bean while eating it, and it fell on the ground, but she picked it up and ate it. Later, she secretly ate rice mixed with rat poison and was poisoned to death.

In his spare time, he used a lot of food to support his child bride, but in the end he got nothing.

As I was writing the newspaper, I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

Alan's Child Bride tells me about the things that happened in the past when I was writing it.

Alan's husband's family was also quite wealthy, and they had to feed themselves. Alan was always hungry and angry. He would pick beans from the ground to eat, and even dig up beans planted in the fields by others to eat. When he was discovered by me, he beat me severely.

"Abao, what's wrong with you?" Qian's voice sounded.

The big newspaper raised its head and said, "Qian looked at himself worriedly. I am also anxious about learning literature."

"Big Report: "Nothing, :" The writing is a bit tragic."

When writing "The Two-Faced Demon King", no matter how miserable Meng You was, he still cried.

Because this book was fabricated in later times.

But kohlrabi and her sister are like children, in this era, in the real existence

: Like Alan once said, if I write it down, it will be a bloody history of suffering.

I wrote about 2,000 words for this short story, "The Great Report to Awakening". When I finished it, I didn't even notice the passage of time.

But I can write very fast. After traveling through the other world, I have written a lot of words, but I have never written as fast as before.

"The Big Newspaper Knows What It Is" enters the flow state.

I enjoyed writing it, but after I stopped writing, I felt tired and had various emotions.

During the process, I felt my hands shaking, my shoulders hurt, and my heart beat very fast.

"Dad, give me some brown sugar water to soak my head." The newspaper spoke to Xuewen.

Xuewen had just finished dinner, and there was a man named Renbei at home. He quickly gave me a bowl of brown sugar water, which I drank slowly. I felt better after that.

After dinner, the newspaper checked what he had written during the day.

There are many places in the manuscript of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord" that need to be revised. There are many typos, and I have also corrected the words in some places.

But as I wrote "My Life Among Turnips", I found that I had written it perfectly, so perfect that it needed to be revised.

As I write this, it is actually a bit too colloquial, but colloquial: colloquial, I think this is the best way to express my feelings.

"The big newspaper" I was a little tired after reading it that day. The next day, I didn't go to the county town, but asked Qian Shi to buy three newspapers for me.

But on Wednesday, Guo went to the county town as usual.

In the past, I would deliberately ignore the beggars in the county town, but this time, I paid more attention to them and found that there are really a lot of beggars in the county town.

Take a deep breath and let the newspaper go about its business as usual.

In the next few days, the days in the newspaper were no different from usual. Those who wrote in the newspaper could not help but become beggars in the county town.

Actually, for some children, summer is okay, but winter is the hardest.

The winter in the sea is not as cold as in the north, but the temperature can drop below zero and you can freeze to death.

Now it is October in the Gregorian calendar, but some people are still wearing clothes that cover their bodies. The newspapers feel cold for them.

Although I have some money now, it is definitely not enough to take care of so many children.
When I went home, I prepared cotton-padded clothes, quilts, firewood, etc. for the winter, which cost a lot of money.

Time flies, and it's the weekend again.

As usual, the newspaper took the copied manuscript and prepared to go to the concession.

During this time, in addition to the 30,000-word manuscript of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord", I also wrote a short story "My Life in Cooking Turnips".

Road, "Qian repeatedly reminded: "Dabao, Da Ying, you should stay in the concession for a long time this time, and come back quickly after finishing your business..."
We walked along the road on both sides, to the fields and houses. During the day, there would be farmers working in the fields. Overall, it was safe.

"After I agreed to it, I knew that I wouldn't be able to go home early today.

Guo Ye Zhou Ke went to Xu with Huang Zhongxu and wanted to treat Huang Zhongxu to a meal.

After finishing his meal and returning home, it was already very late.

The Daily News and the British Daily took the picture to the shopkeeper Xu Hong and asked him to bring the Chinese painting draft that Hong Yue had asked me to draw the week before.

After receiving the draft, Dabao said to Daying, "Aying, let's go to see Grandma Alan first, and then go to the concession. This way, we can go home directly after we return."

"After Daying agreed.

There are many kinds of food for sale in the morning.

Alan's teeth are good, and he likes to eat soft bananas and order some food. I found a breakfast shop nearby. After paying the money and paying the deposit for the bowls and chopsticks, he took away my bowl of wontons and ten steamed buns.

Alan must have had breakfast, but the wontons were so soupy that even if Alan was full, he would still have another bowl.

As for steamed buns, you can save them for the afternoon.

Alan was really happy. He went to eat his favorite wontons with great enthusiasm. He also took out four bracelets for the "Big Newspaper". He went to find a special time to make them. There were four children in the magazine, and they were all tied together.

The bracelet is woven with red ropes, and each red rope is worn on my head with a peach kernel.

With these peach kernels, my head was made into the shape of a basket, my head was made into the shape of a Ruyi, my head was made into the shape of a gourd, and my head was even made into the shape of a copper coin.

In ancient times, people believed that peach trees could ward off evil spirits, so many children would wear peach trees and write on them.

At such an old age, it is generally too old to wear it, but Alan has a piece of heart in his heart. He smiled and finished it, and put the coin-shaped head on his hand again.

Love money too much.

After arriving at the concession, the newspaper and the British newspaper went to find Hong Yongxiang, and then went to Nancheng Bookstore.

When we arrived at Nancheng Bookstore, it was noon.

The newspaper has learned from Hong Yongxiang that Huang Zhongxu likes Cantonese cuisine: Huang Zhongxu often goes to Cantonese restaurants to entertain guests. He orders two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes and a bowl of soup for 60 cents, and spends another 3 cents to buy a pound of Shaoxing rice wine.

Also, when Huang Zhongxu first learned about the identity of the newspaper, he felt inexplicably at ease, but as time went by, I felt that the ease had disappeared, and I even had some different thoughts.

Therefore, I dressed up specially today, talked a lot during the meal, and asked the newspaper some questions from time to time.

"The reporter said a lot. After meeting today, I can feel that Huang Zhongxu has a good impression of me."
But I don't have any idea of ​​falling in love for the time being. In this case, I might be too enthusiastic and give people the wrong feeling.

I am a staunch bachelor. I have never been married in my life, simply because I haven't met the right person.

Now I am reincarnated as a sixteen-year-old girl. In the next few years, I will definitely fall in love and get married.

Although it was common for teenagers to get married in their early years, the bodies of teenage girls were not well developed!

But if you want to fall in love and get married, you have to wait until you are 20 years old.

I was almost done with my meal when I started writing, and by the end, there were some leftovers: some vegetables and soup.

After dinner, I said goodbye to Hong Yongxiang and Huang Zhongxu. Before leaving, Shi Zhongxu also gave me two packs of Anji white tea. Later, I asked Qian to help buy it. According to reports, Yuanshan often gave Shi Zhongxu tea before.

After watching the newspaper leave, Huang Zhongxu looked at Hong Yongxiang and sighed, "Brother Hong, I don't have a chance to come here?"

Hong Yongxiang said: "Written at a Young Age, maybe you will have some ideas after the book is published."

"Don't comfort me. You have no feelings for me. In that case, let's just forget it, so that we won't have difficulty getting along in the future." Huang Zhongxu said.
There are many newspapers, but in the end I have only seen them a few times, and I have completed works in newspapers, not to the extent of marrying them.

Since the newspaper is not interested in me, it is natural that I will pester you, so that we can still be friends in the future.

Hong Yongxiang was thinking about how to comfort Huang Zhongxu, when Huang Zhongxu suddenly said, "Yes, I'll give you the new manuscript. I want you to take out the manuscript of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord" as soon as possible!"

It was very busy at the Cantonese restaurant at noon. Huang Zhongxu was familiar with the boss, so he didn't leave the restaurant at 2:00 p.m. After asking the waiter to take away the dishes, I drank tea while leaving a manuscript for the newspaper.

As I write "The Two-Faced Demon King", I love Huang Zhongxu very much and can't wait to know the follow-up plot.

There is a huge difference between Hong Yongxiang and Huang Zhongxu. At the same time, I became the last one to succeed.

"When writing in the newspaper, it is the same as when writing nowadays. There will be many hooks in it, which will make time rush to the point where it becomes the center.

After Hong Yongxiang and Huang Zhongxu completed the 30,000-word update with great anticipation, they are looking forward to the following content even more.

Huang Zhongxu said: "I should write "Sister Cheng", write about success, and know that the head is very thoughtful and the idea is different from others. Like many women nowadays, they regard getting married as their life goal."

Hong Yongxiang also sighed: "I don't know how "Family" raised a child. I followed my father's method. I wrote: I followed Yuanshan to manage the "Family Shop", and Yuanshan raised me as a boy."

After chatting for a while, Hong Yongxiang said: "I will write more short stories in the future, and I will know how to write "My Life in Kohlrabi" after I finish writing the short story "My Life in Kohlrabi".

Hong Yongxiang had written short and medium-length stories before, mostly telling anecdotes.

Some people think that "writing short stories in newspapers is also a good way to write short stories in newspapers."

But I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the book and started writing, I would be shocked.

The Chinese characters used in the big newspaper are very straightforward, and it also opens with: "I", there is: Following the Chinese characters in the big newspaper, I get to know the "kohlrabi" and witness my life in the kohlrabi.

After completing it, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

How does the newspaper write such a piece? Did I really encounter such a problem?
I feel that Huang Zhongxu is very different from Hong Yongxiang.

As I succeeded, my eyes became tearful.

I always feel that I was born too smoothly. My mother died early, my stepmother treated me badly, and my father ignored me.
But at this moment, I suddenly realized that in my eyes, life is too smooth, and sometimes I have tried my best and failed.

"Brother Hong, are there really such children in Yehai County?" Hong Yongxiang said, "There are such children all over the country, too."

Huang Zhongxu was speechless when I wrote about him. Even in the concession, there were beggars begging for food.

After drinking a sip of tea, Huang Zhongxu suddenly said, "I will talk to the editor-in-chief of the New Daily and ask them to publish this article as soon as possible. You can also write a related report to publicize my case. I'm sure there will be people willing to donate money to take care of our orphans."

"That's how it should be." Hong Yongxiang said.

After chatting for two hours, Huang Zhongxu took the manuscript and went straight to the editorial department of "Xinxiequbao".

Huang Peichang, the editor-in-chief of "Xinxie Qu Bao", is in high spirits as winter approaches.

The newspapers in our newspaper company are now selling 13,000 copies a day. Compared with before, the sales volume has increased by times!
Looking across the country, how many newspapers have a daily circulation of over 10,000? There is our "New Write Newspaper", which is considered to be a new start!
Now Huang Peicheng: I am worried about one thing, worried that the newspaper will suddenly come to the point of writing.

I have already made up my mind that when I hand in the manuscript after Huang Zhongxu, I will have a good talk with Huang Zhongxu and try to find out Bao Dazhong's identity from him.

"Will the Chinese newspaper start printing tomorrow?" Huang Peicheng asked his subordinate Zhongshi.

"Hurry up and get started, we're proofreading." My head editor at the New Write Newspaper said.

After adding punctuation marks to "The Double", the film was well received by the public.

Huang Peicheng: We have decided that starting from tomorrow, all stories in Xinxie Qu Bao will be added with punctuation.

We have "News Report", the content must be the same as everyone else!
As Huang Peicheng was talking, Huang Zhongxu came in from outside.

I had bright eyes and hurried to meet him: "Brother Huang, you can follow up!"

After that, he immediately ordered his men to make tea: "Use the tea from the jar on the top shelf of my office! Mr. Huang, I just got that tea, you and I must try it."

I pulled Huang Zhongxu to sit down, fearing that Huang Zhongxu would be like me before, and put down the manuscript, so I took Huang Zhongxu's manuscript and said: Let's go.

Huang Zhongxu sat down and said to Huang Peicheng, "Editor-in-Chief Huang, I just happen to have something to talk to you about today."

"Brother Huang, you can go ahead. If there is anything I can help with, I will definitely help!" Editor-in-Chief Huang looked willing to stand by Huang Zhongxu.

Huang Zhongxu said: "Editor-in-Chief Huang, I'll write a new report on the capital, and I hope it can be published as soon as possible."

Editor-in-Chief Huang's eyes lit up, but then he became a little worried: "How can I write a new one? Do I still have time to write "The Two-Faced Demon Lord"? The story of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord" is getting better and better. I was just about to give the manuscript to Huang..."

"Editor Huang, rest assured. The first short story for Zhongxin has been completed."

Huang Peicheng relaxed my tone.

"The Two-Faced Demon" is very well written. I hope that the author can continue to write it for a long time.
"Editor-in-Chief Huang, please finish this work first." Huang Zhongxu wrote the short story "My Life in Turnips" and gave it to Huang Peicheng.

Huang Peicheng lowered his head and stood up.

I was very excited at first, but when I finished writing, I felt melancholy.

"Mr. Baoda wrote this, and it was very well written." Huang Peicheng praised me a little, but I felt that this was a good writing, and it was necessary to use all kinds of words to praise it.

"I think so too. I know a reporter from the Yehai Daily who is planning to visit orphans in Yehai County and ask me to write a related report. If Editor-in-Chief Huang thinks this report is correct, it can be published as soon as possible." Huang Zhongxu said.

Huang Peiben: I have already planned to publish it as soon as possible. When I heard Huang Zhongxu mention Yehai Daily, I made the decision without hesitation: "I will publish it in tomorrow's newspaper Yehai!"

It was previously overtaken by Yehai Daily.

This time, you have to write it down before publishing it.

Under the circumstances where this article has already been published by China, the Hai Daily also published the relevant interview manuscript again, which seems to be following behind China.

It’s just that the layout of tomorrow’s Chinese newspaper has been completed and it will be very troublesome to change it. It would be inappropriate to suddenly remove some of the content.

Huang Peicheng gritted his teeth and finally said, "Tomorrow, the "Newspaper" will use punctuation for the first time. When that time comes, our newspaper will give me an extra newspaper to readers. In addition to publishing this short story, it will also publish some of my "Two-Faced Demon Lord" content. In addition, this newspaper will also print advertisements!"

There was a newspaper printed with: If you want a good reputation, you must have it!
Huang Peicheng immediately ordered Shi to do the work, and the printer in the printing room was helpless when he learned about it.

With the help of our team, the printing of newspapers was divided into two shifts, and our work finally became easier.

As a result, now they have to print one more newspaper for me?
"Thank you all for your hard work! I'll give you five cents each for your hard work later!" Huang Peicheng said.

Those printers were very satisfied and started working hard!

After giving the order, Huang Peicheng went back to find Huang Zhongxu.

However, Huang Zhongxu had already arrived.

"Where is Editor Huang?" Huang Peicheng asked his subordinate Zhong Shi.

"Editor Huang was in a hurry to get back to work, so he left in a hurry."

Huang Peicheng asked again: "You didn't take any of the manuscripts with you, so why are you leaving? Where is the manuscript for "The Two-Faced Demon Lord"? I need to review it."

I thought of it as the sequel to "The Two-Faced Demon".

My head editor of the New Write Newspaper said, "Editor Huang, go and get the manuscript after you hand it in."

Huang Peicheng was in the Ming Dynasty, so how did he get the manuscript?

I'll go to Huang Zhongxu later. Good thing, just now I forgot to ask for information about Dazhongxu.

Huang Zhongxu was in a hurry to leave, not for Xuyeban.

The editors in Nancheng Bookstore all have their own work to do. After finishing their work, they can leave work early, but some of their work has already been completed.

I was in a hurry to go back because I had asked my colleagues a long time ago: After getting the manuscript from the newspaper, I would give it to them first.

Some of the top companies are waiting for the completion of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord", while others will definitely wait until the company is finished before giving the manuscript to Huang Peicheng.

Huang Peicheng was busy all day, and it was not until late at night that I finished the new manuscript of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord".

The manuscript submitted by the weekly newspaper was less than 30,000 words. According to the rules, the manuscript fee was 60 yuan, but Huang Peicheng gave me a 100-yuan note: "Mr. Baoda's work is very well written. After discussion in our editorial department, we have decided to increase the manuscript fee to 3 yuan per thousand words, and the remaining 10 yuan, "The manuscript fee of "My Life in Turnips"."

"I'd like to thank Editor-in-Chief Huang on behalf of Mr. Huang." Huang Zhongxu thought of the several times he had met "Big Newspaper". "Big Newspaper" always wore the same old clothes as me, and he was very happy that Mr. Huang had added to his work.
The girl got the yellow draft, so she should be able to buy some new clothes.

Huang Peicheng said again: "Brother Huang, I have another request for you."

Huang Zhongxu said, "Editor-in-Chief Huang, please go."

Huang Peicheng smiled widely: "Brother Huang, can you give me Mr. Baoda's contact information?"

Huang Zhongxu: "..." Then it must be to Xing Zhongchu

Huang Zhongxu's speech was full of random things, but the general meaning was: "Mr. Bao doesn't want to reveal his identity, so I can't give you his contact information for the time being."

Even if Huang Peicheng goes, I will keep it a secret. Huang Zhongxu is determined to go too.

Seeing Huang Zhongxu's behavior, Huang Peicheng felt that it would be easier to report Dazhong's identity.

Is there any possibility of being wanted if you commit a crime?
Huang Peicheng wants to get the contact information, and can only ask other people, such as whether the newspaper can guarantee updates.

In this regard, Huang Zhongxu promised: "Editor Huang, don't worry, I will definitely guarantee the update."

Editor-in-Chief Huang finally felt relieved.

On the other side, after lunch, "Big Newspaper" and "Big Newspaper" hurried home.

Some of us went home quite early, and the newspaper even had time to take out pen and paper and write my article "The Two-Faced Demon Lord".

While I was writing in the newspaper, I opened the British Journal again and read My Life in Kohlrabi.

There is little entertainment at home, so I always rush to write something for "Daily Daily", "Da Ying Cai" and "Nobita" as soon as possible.

As I write, "The Great English Morning: It has been completed, but now, it has been completed again for the second time, and I feel heavy in my heart.
"Sister, when I have money in the future, please build a charity to take in some of my children." Dayingdao.

"Good." The major newspaper supports the British newspaper.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

It is thanks to the selfless dedication of countless predecessors that we can live a happy and stable life.

If I have the ability, I would like to do something to make this country a better place.

The next day》Zhou I.

The day before I went to the Xu Concession, I walked a lot, so I chose Xu to rest.

Mainly, I just wanted to write more "The Two-Faced Demon Lord" and make more money.

Because I didn't go to the county town, the "Newspaper" didn't become a big newspaper early, and until I knew about the "Newspaper" today, my mood changed a lot.

It has all the contents punctuated, and there are also newspapers marked "free gifts".

This newspaper also published the article "My Life in Kohlrabi".

By the time the newspaper learned about this incident, Tan Zhenghong already knew the clues.

Now, there is the first thing that happened to me after I got up early: I wrote it in the "New Newspaper".

After waking up, he hurried downstairs to see Tan Zhenghong. After getting the "New Write Newspaper", he couldn't help but be surprised: "Why is the newspaper so thick today?"

Xiareda: "Master, I have a lot of newspapers today. I'll take the gifts. I'll send the newspapers back later. I'll also publish the news in the newspaper."

Did the newspaper also report the news about the great master? Tan Zhenghong was overjoyed and immediately read it.

I quickly turned to the gift sheet and also saw the name written on it.

Looking at the name, Tan Zhenghong was not interested, and didn't know anything about it.

But the author did write "report big".

With trust in Mr. Bao, Tan Zhenghong continued.

I began to wonder why the newspaper master wanted to write me as a beggar, but as time went on, I didn't know why, and I became more and more sad.

When the turnips were dead, Tan Zhenghong burst into tears: "How could this happen? How could it be dead? At that time, I even cut open its stomach. How could this happen..."

Tan Zhenghong I wiped my tears while continuing to grow up, and was slapped by the sister in the kohlrabi again.

Tan Zhenghong burst into tears and kept muttering: "How could this happen!"

Kohlrabi actually said: This kind of death is really too tragic.

After Tan Dasheng returned to China, I was busy running the factory.

It was so hard to finish the work and rush back. When I saw my son, who was taller than me and also younger than me, I cried like a three-year-old child.

Tan Dasheng was horrified: "Xiehong, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"

Tan Zhenghong said: "Dad, if you don't bully me, I will write it down...it's too miserable to write it down."

Tan Dasheng was speechless.

Tan Zhenghong said to his father: "Dad, please give me some money."

Tan Dasheng asked, "How much do you want?"

Tan Zhenghong said: "Give me two thousand first. I want to go to Yehai County to help the children there. I will build a grave for Datoucai at night."

Tan Dasheng said, "I'll go get the money for you. Who is it?"

(End of this chapter)