Xu Qing was lying on the bed still thinking about what to write. He couldn't write light novels like he did in his previous life, right?
Do they understand?
If the audience is different, you have to adapt. The literature of your time may not be suitable here.
Some things only happen zero times and countless times.
Xu Qing has now put his thoughts into copying a literary work.
After all, I don’t know if my style is suitable for this world.
We can only use the ones from our seniors first.
But if you copy, what should you copy?
What is your favorite Journey to the West?
No! It involves the plot of rebellion in the Heavenly Palace. I can’t say I just entered it after writing it...
Water Margin?
Journey to the West can't even be written as Water Margin, which is even more ridiculous. The whole story is about rebellion...
Three Kingdoms?
If it does not conform to historical facts, you may be sprayed to death...
After thinking about it, Xu Qing felt that it would be better to get involved in politics as little as possible. It doesn't matter if the book is blocked. It's only a big deal if people write it and it disappears!
Xu Qing turned the chair over and lay down on it. He held a brush in his hand and wrote five words "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on it.
It's a matter of the times... A long, long time ago, there was a dynasty called the Song Dynasty...
As for how long ago it was?
Sorry, ask God...
As Xu Qing was writing, he suddenly felt like there was someone else beside him.
Xu Qing stopped writing and turned around to look at the person standing there motionless, staring at the paper in his hand.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
Su Qian looked at Xu Qing who had stopped, frowned and said, "Why did you stop? I was just a little interested."
Xu Qing stopped talking and continued to write on the paper. Finally, an hour later, Xu Qing put down the pen in his hand and said: "No, boss, I have to rest for a while. If I continue writing, I will have to follow each other if I succeed."
It’s too late…”
Looking at Xu Qing who stopped, Su Qian frowned. She had never seen such a story before. Normally, most of the story books Su Qian had read were biographies of strange people. I heard that some women also like to read stories about scholars and ladies.
Book.
But this story undoubtedly made her eyes shine, with martial arts as the starting point.
She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and has a deep understanding of martial arts. This kind of martial arts story almost has a natural resonance for her.
But Xu Qing suddenly stopped. She couldn't see the content behind and couldn't help but feel a little itchy.
But Xu Qing wrote continuously for an hour, and his handwriting began to become disordered. He was obviously really tired, but it was hard to force him to continue writing.
But he couldn't see the content without writing, which made Su Qian feel very unhappy.
After thinking for a long time, Su Qian looked at Xu Qing and said, "You tell me, and I'll write it."
"ah?"
Xu Qing couldn't help but be stunned. The female head catcher wanted to help him write a novel?
Su Qian sat in the same position as before, picked up the brush and said, "Speak quickly!"
Xu Qing, who had someone ghostwriting for him, was naturally happy and relaxed, so he began to narrate the story unhurriedly.
After another hour, Su Qian moved her wrist. Even though she had been practicing martial arts for many years and writing such a long practice, she still felt a soreness in her wrist.
Xu Qing said from the side: "Boss, is this content enough for submission?"
Su Qian restrained her desire for the following plot and nodded: "That's probably enough."
In order to thank Su Qian for helping him copy the book for an hour, Xu Qing made sweet and sour pork ribs at noon today to reward Su Qian.
Su Qian was naturally very happy when she saw the sweet and sour pork ribs, but she never showed it.
While eating, Su Qian asked casually: "When do you plan to go to the bookstore to submit your manuscript?"
Xu Qing said: "Let's go in the afternoon."
Su Qian nodded and said no more.
In the afternoon, Xu Qing went to find a bookstore.
It's really hard to find this bookstore. There isn't one on this street.
After crossing two streets, I found a bookstore.
…
Open source bookstore
The bookstore shopkeeper who had just finished lunch was looking through the manuscripts that the bookstore clerk had just delivered, picking and choosing:
"What kind of manuscripts are these? Why are they worse than each other? There is almost no toilet money in the latrine, so take these and put them on top."
"The hay for starting the fire in the woodshed is almost gone. Use these to make a top."
"Alas, after reading so many manuscripts, I can't find any that catch my eye..."
At this time, the bookstore owner saw a man wearing a scholar's robe walking in.
Xu Qing specially changed into a scholar's robe. Yes, it makes people think he is more educated...
After walking in, the bookstore clerk greeted: "This guest is here to buy books? Books from sages? Our shop has all four books and five classics!"
After hearing this, Xu Qing shook his head and said, "No, I'm here to submit a manuscript."
As soon as he heard about the submission, the clerk immediately lost his previous enthusiasm and said casually: "Put the manuscript on the table and come back in five days to check the results."
Xu Qing went in quickly and came out quickly.
Well, the bookstore didn't even talk to him about his salary, retouching fees or anything like that...
However, Xu Qing had no choice but to go back and wait for the notice in five days.
Not long after Xu Qing left, a woman wearing a white dress walked into the bookstore.
When the bookstore clerk saw the visitor, he greeted him as usual and said, "This is your guest."
The woman said calmly: "Where is your shopkeeper?"
The bookstore clerk said: "The shopkeeper is inside."
At this moment, the shopkeeper came out. When he saw Su Qian, he quickly squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Su's daughter? What's the business of Miss Su in the villain's shop?"
"
Hearing what the shopkeeper said, the bookstore clerk realized the identity of this woman and was immediately at a loss.
Su Qian said calmly: "Just now, a man dressed as a scholar submitted a manuscript to you?"
The shopkeeper looked at the clerk, who quickly handed over the manuscript just placed on the table and said: "Here is the manuscript."
Su Qian continued: "Shopkeeper, let's take a look at how much this manuscript can be priced at."
At this time, the shopkeeper still didn't know why the usually aloof daughter of the Su family attached so much importance to this manuscript, but he didn't dare to ask more questions at the moment and read it at a glance.
Since he dealt with a lot of manuscripts on weekdays, the shopkeeper soon put down the manuscript and bent down and said: "This manuscript is acceptable, but I can give you two taels of silver every month to polish it."
Su Qian frowned and said, "Why are there so few?"
The shopkeeper quickly explained: "Miss Su, don't get me wrong. The manuscript is naturally excellent. It's just because this kind of subject matter has appeared for the first time. I don't know whether it can meet the interest of many scholars in Yongzhou. I will give you two taels first. If you buy it in the future,
If there are more customers, the price will increase."
Su Qian heard this and put the five taels of silver on the table and said calmly: "Next time when he comes here, when you are refining your pen, add these five taels to him and give it to him as well."
After saying that, Su Qian stood up and left.
The clerk wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "This girl turns out to be the daughter of the Su family, but she loves reading "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" so much that she actually spent her own money to polish the pen of the person who wrote the book!"
The shopkeeper looked at the walking figure outside the door and murmured: "I don't know if Miss Su likes this manuscript or the person who wrote it..."