Jin Yiwei is going to change people to write
Why did Jin Yiwei want to change
Another person wrote the manuscript. Is this Jin Yiwei still the Jin Yiwei they love to watch? Will it be like the young Jin Yiwei who writes other stories in the name of Jin Yiwei
But the person on the picture should be Xie Zhenfu...
The guests in the park didn't even bother to take a look at the fragrant food stalls on both sides of the road, and went straight to the park to ask the shopkeeper Ji of Ju Anzhai for clarification.
Tourists came so violently that they almost smashed the garden gate. The shopkeeper asked several old merchants to block it, and after a long time of explaining it, he managed to persuade everyone to open up, and hurriedly sent his staff to preach in various courtyards with tin horns.
The manuscript of this "Fortress of Jinyiwei Shangfengyun" was written by Mr. Shuixi and revised by the original authors. It is the original author who continued the previous two books. It's just that the first-generation authors are getting older and have a lot of family and foreign affairs, so they can't contribute as steadily as they did when they were young. In order to ensure the continuous period of the comic strip, Ju Anzhai needs to recruit new people to revise the manuscript according to the original book. Everyone loves to see-
Otherwise, what would they do with this draft conference today? It is so that readers can personally judge and pick out their favorite words, and in the future, the style of that genius will prevail.
Their shop is indeed honest and innocent. Otherwise, they will still bear this name and write in the same style as the original author. How many people can see the difference
The shopkeeper Ji took advantage of the situation to blow his own wave, and turned the change of author, which almost caused trouble among readers, into a replacement activity specially created by the store for the sake of customers. He also hinted by the way: although the new author's pseudonym is unknown, but everyone is a talented person today, but the story of "Jinyiwei" reflects current events and has to use a pseudonym.
The readers calmed down a little, and went back to ponder the poems on the large posters at the door, guessing whether those under these pseudonyms might have the authors of "Youth Jinyiwei" and "Daily Agricultural Classics".
Tang Yin's writing style is romantic, Li Mengyang's style is steady, Zhu Zhishan's interesting, Wang Jiusi's elegant workmanship, Bian Gong's calm and simple, Fei Hong is good at writing food and drink, and is full of life and fragrance.
If it is really good to choose people from these familiar authors, but I don't know if what Ju Anzhai said is true or false, will it be possible to leave only one or two familiar authors, and the rest are newcomers mixed in
Everyone was looking forward to it and being vigilant. They habitually went to the stall to buy some food, and then went to line up in front of the sheds with their money bags.
Surprisingly, this time the commentary meeting did not require anyone to buy a ticket, but a ballot was issued to everyone who came to see it. Each of the six color sheds has one kind of ticket. The front side is printed with six kinds of sea ships, such as the treasure ship, the lucky ship, the sand ship, the wide ship, the winter ship, and the sentry ship. The reverse side is printed with the author's name.
Looking at the unfamiliar Fu Zensheng, Mu Tangsheng, Sai Shangke, Bishan Jushi, Qianhai Gongzi, Mr. Baijing, and looking at this style of giving tickets without money, the gardeners felt even more uneasy. .
However, when he entered the color studio, all hesitations and worries were thrown into the back of his mind.
The huge color picture directly hits the hearts of the people, and the pictures flow from frame to frame, with Hu Le carefully choreographed by the music workers of the Jiaofang, which is extremely beautiful. Next to the picture frame is the most famous talking artist in the Qing tea shop, who is holding the tone of voice and adding commentary to the picture.
This is more enjoyable and enjoyable than reading comic strips by yourself! If comic strips could be made like this, they would be willing to pay for it every day!
No matter which shed the tourists enter, those who sit down are reluctant to stand up, those who are standing are reluctant to go out, and those who can see a little color picture outside and hear a few voice-overs want to squeeze in. Almost tossed out a paper shack.
Fortunately, local movies are not played as casually as real movies. After they are played, there is a process of going back. The storytellers quickly reminded the customers when they were printing the cloth, that there were "paintings and shadows" written by others in those venues, and the words were different in the pictures. If you just squeeze into this one shed to watch, you will miss the time, and you will not be able to see all the six sets of paintings in the end, wouldn’t you be at a loss
The guest was willing to lift his butt and walk out with his baby's ballot in his sleeves. Those who stood and watched a show were reluctant to leave, and while the people sitting in front left, they also had to sit down and watch a beautiful show before leaving.
No one wants to fight with the shopkeeper anymore, complaining about their substitution. If the new guests were dissatisfied, they also called the people lining up in this courtyard to get involved in the queue, and were attracted by the novel pictures and shadows praised by everyone.
The people in the courtyard were busy circling in line, entering the shed to watch the movie, not even having time to sit down and savor the newly released sweet potato desserts, they just held it in their hands, and ate a few bites in a hurry while queuing.
All these news reached the ears of the six writers who were waiting in the side courtyard through the mouths of the helpers in the garden. The six of them are all talents of the first generation of high school, and they can't help but feel a little competitive, and they all ask the guys: "Which shed has more people watching?"
The guy scratched his head and said embarrassingly, "There are so many huddles everywhere, and I can't tell which one has more. The guests saw these big animations for the first time, and they were bigger than the animation boxes that Mr. Cui originally made It's fresh, can't we all match it?"
It turns out that the paintings are still attractive, isn't it their words
The talented people felt a little lost in their hearts, but when they remembered the amazement they felt when they first saw the painting, they took it for granted.
No matter how good the text is, it can't match the impact of such a big colorful picture. What's more, those paintings and their words are so perfect, even when they wrote, they couldn't imagine such a magnificent and exquisite picture.
I really should meet Ju Anzhai, or that group of anonymous painters.
Everyone else was thinking about the painter. Only Li Zhaoxian was thinking about his senior brother and asked the guy, "What about Master Cui? Are all the teachers who reviewed the article here?"
The guy said: "Master Cui and Master Wang are entertaining the 'teacher'. Master Cui said that there are many seniors here today, and they have to accompany them. When he left, he ordered the little people to take care of the adults, and just eat food and drink. Instructed, there are also wine and dishes made of good peanuts, just ask the adults to eat some wine during the day, and don’t eat too much when commenting on articles at night.”
Li Zhaoxian was the son of the old man. He had already eaten peanuts at home. At this time, he didn't want to eat anything. He just wanted to go outside and meet the judges invited by Cui Xie. He said hello to everyone and wanted to leave the table first, and several people said, "Brother He Zhong advised us to stay here, or else we are afraid that people outside will recognize that we have written comic strips, which is easy to cause trouble."
Li Zhaoxian said with a smile: "All the brothers and worthy brothers are talented people who have left their names in the "Daily Agricultural Classic" and "Youth Jinyiwei". Naturally, they are afraid that people will recognize them, but I am not. I am writing this manuscript for the first time today, and no one I know, it's okay to go shopping, maybe you can meet the senior talents who commented on the articles, and make friends in advance."
The original authors of Jinyiwei wrote anonymously and deliberately concealed the style of the article. At first glance, it was a mixture of Chaling style and Taige style, with no personal style, and I don’t know who was behind its name. However, several of the judges are all former scholars, and they are worth making friends with regardless of their status, qualifications, and popularity.
Not to mention the five Jingkui in the 23rd year of Chenghua and Wang Shouren, the champion in the 9th year of Hongzhi, even Guo Yong and Tang Ning, who ranked slightly lower in the examination, are also the "Six Talents of Qian'an" who have been sought after by the people of Beijing for many years. . If these two seniors are famous and want to ask them to continue to write Jinyiwei, I am afraid that they will be more interested in those who wrote "Youth Jinyiwei" and "Daily Agricultural Classic"!
However... When it comes to poetry and articles, he is still better.
Li Zhaoxian straightened his clothes confidently, got up and walked towards the crowd outside the hospital. The few talents who were behind watched him step out of the door, and they all envied his free and easy, but they couldn't leave without thinking like him.
Everyone was silent for a while, and Tang Yin suddenly stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Bo Hu also wants to go out and have a look, everyone, sit down, I'll come back after a look around."
After Tang Bohu left, the rest of the people couldn't sit still and wanted to hear the audience's evaluation of their new work in advance. Anyway, there are mostly common people here, and few of them recognize them; if there are people who do, they will never call them by their first and last names, and deliberately attract people to watch them, right
Taking a step back and saying that they were really recognized as the geniuses who wrote "Daily Agricultural Classics" and "Youth Jinyiwei", these people did not know that they changed their pen names to write Jinyiwei!
Everyone made up their minds and went. Even the most obvious feature of Zhu Zhishan changed into a long-sleeved robe and put on his glasses, and resolutely stepped into this thrilling garden party.
They weren't actually surprised, but they were actually a few first-generation authors who went private and came to see the works of the new talents.
When dinner was approaching, Cui Xie led the teachers who came to the review meeting to enter the garden through the side door.
He originally wanted to ask everyone to go directly to the quiet side courtyard to rest, watch new works, eat sweet potatoes and peanut desserts, wait for the review conference to start, and there are fewer people in line before watching local movies. But this group of seniors and talents are just as restless as the juniors. Cui Xie was no better than a teacher as a disciple, so he had to lead them into the crowd, queuing cautiously and nervously.
Yang Tinghe's son was still young, so he didn't bring it out, and he was not afraid that he would sneak into this venue. He was the most dashing one. Xie Qian, Liang Chu, Zhang Pu and others also urged their sons to study at home, so they didn't have to worry about their family bumping into them. However, Li Dongyang and Wang Hua both have a son who is involved in the new "Jin Yiwei". I don't know when the father and son may meet, and they are not very at ease.
But if my son wants to fight with others and be a judge of others, can he feel at ease if he doesn't take a look at him
All the authors laughed and urged them to stay away, lest they be recognized by their sons and implicated themselves. Li Dongyang asked someone to wave his sleeves and rushed to the side, then pointed at Wang Hua and asked with a smile, "Why don't you hurry up to the nunnery, his family is the most eye-catching one!"
Wang Hua bluntly retorted: "Xi Yagong is also a father and son double jinshi, you still have this champion disciple in front of you, a father and son master and apprentice three jinshi, much more conspicuous than me."
Li Dongyang also said Xie Qian: "This is also the champion, two of you fellow townspeople, before and after the champion, walk together and everyone will watch!"
Liang Chu smiled and said: "Then you have to push Xie Gong out too. With Li Xie Erge by his side, we usually keep a low profile and no one can recognize small officials, so it's hard to avoid people."
While laughing and making trouble, everyone did not forget to look around, in case the younger generation—especially the children and students—found out that their elders were coming to the garden party.
Fortunately, most of the people who visited the garden were ordinary people. Some of them changed into dark silk shirts and melon rind caps, and then lowered their heads slightly and held their momentum. They looked like the masters of ordinary wealthy people, and they were not particularly conspicuous. Occasionally, I saw familiar people. They plunged into the crowd and took a few steps, and then looked at each other, they were no longer there, and they ran faster than them—
Those young students also attended this kind of idle book evaluation conference behind their backs. When they saw the teachers and seniors at the meeting, who dared to come up to greet them
They are more guilty than them, and they hide in the crowd in the blink of an eye.
So the elders and lecturers were not so worried. They had all read the article by the new author, so they did not rush to line up, but went to the food stalls and ate all the sweet potato desserts that they could not make at home and had never eaten before.
Today, there are still few sweet potatoes grown in Beijing, and the price is not low. These stalls are also in the stage of adding sweet potatoes to flour, so it doesn’t matter if you eat more. Cui Xie didn't persuade them very much. He only covered his face with a cup of milk tea, and focused on the lookout.
A few stalls away, Xie Ying also covered his face with a fried sweet potato ball in a bamboo tube, and led a few thousand households who were famous in the capital and the Hou Ye and Uncles who had been friends with Su Ri to wear them through the hot food smoke. Pass. The eyes of the two met in the air, each showing a faint wry smile, raising the food in their hands in greeting, and tacitly leading the people to separate.
If the censor hears the news, saying that the lords of the court and the nobles of the Fifth Army Governor's Office have cordial talks at the food stall outside the animation cinema... It seems not serious enough.
He was tense and led the teachers and teachers to eat and buy. After walking around, he was about to enter the outermost courtyard where Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan's movies were played, when a familiar figure suddenly flashed in front of him—
Li Zhaoxian!
He instructed the talented people to wait in the courtyard for evaluation, but he didn't persuade them!
Li Dongyang, the father, also recognized his son at a glance, and hurriedly turned around to avoid him, and greeted everyone to hide. Wang Zhuangyuan also rehearsed countless times of bumping into his son. He was very considerate of Li Ge's mood, and he turned around to avoid it, persuading everyone to quickly disperse into the crowd.
Yang Tinghe suddenly said, "No need, Hezhong has already entangled Bo Zheng, let's go over there and don't let him see it."
He was young and had good eyesight. Everyone could trust his eyesight. They turned their heads and looked in the direction Li Zhaoxian had appeared. Cui Xie faced them, winked hard, and told them to sit in the prepared side courtyard first, and wait until he held down these authors before walking around.
Li Zhaoxian felt his brother's warm embrace. He was so enthusiastic that he almost held his whole body up and his feet did not touch the ground. He couldn't move, he couldn't move, he couldn't retreat, and he missed the opportunity to recognize the father and son and frankly confess the identities of the two generations of authors.
Several adults followed the path back to the side courtyard, sat down and sighed with emotion for a long time: "This disciple of Duke Xi Ya is really reliable. How can I stop the weak scholars who are waiting for me so neatly."
But even if I changed other people's disciples, I didn't take both the teacher and the teacher's son to write idle books. Teacher Li slandered silently, but didn't say it, for fear that his colleagues would say that his beloved disciple was not.
Wang Zhuangyuan sighed happily: "Fortunately, my puppy never followed. He is also a martial artist and has two strengths. It's not easy for Hezhong to restrain him."
He has always been a serious and upright father in front of his son, let alone let Wang Shouren know that he is writing for comic strips, even knowing that he is coming to the comic strip conference, his face as a father can't be held down.
But he didn't know that Wang Shouren not only knew about his father's secret writing of comic strips, but he was also in the judging building and asked several other judges and authors who came to the door not to go out, which made them avoid many dangers along the way.