Chapter 71 6. Hope

Spring is here, the ice of the Heishui River has melted, and the water waves are splashing, hitting the jungle along the bank, and the clear spring floods are rushing into the river along the many ditches and cracks in the ground.There are still spots of melting snow in some places on the field, and new grass has just been unearthed in some places.Spring branches revived my soul.I looked at the spring light jumping among the branches, as if the soul also emitted a faint fragrance. It was another night, and this was a memorable early morning. After five months of hard work, a 300,000-word novel "Spiritual Manor" came to its final conclusion on this spring night.

When I pulled the last page out of the printer, I felt a kind of exhaustion that I had never felt before, but this exhaustion was comforting, a kind of comfort and satisfaction of a conqueror, a kind of coming out of confusion. relief.I took out the floppy disk, turned off the computer and lamp, went to the kitchen and took out a can of Yanjing beer from the refrigerator, and drank it alone in the living room. At this time, Yang Na entered the living room from the bedroom sleepily in pink pajamas.Seeing me drinking alone in silence, she asked, "Have you finished writing?" I nod.Yang Na excitedly took out a can of Coca-Cola from the refrigerator in the kitchen and said, "I'm done writing, let me congratulate you. Come on, do it." After speaking, the two cans collided together.

The book was finally finished, and I gave the manuscript to the editor-in-chief of Qingjiang Publishing House.This man was very excited after reading it, and intended to publish it, but when it was submitted for approval, someone made a lot of comments on the number. Returned the manuscript to me. The beginning of the book was unfavorable, which made me very confused, and I had a feeling that I couldn't afford to lose.Yang Na persuaded me not to be discouraged. She said: "Leimo, everything is difficult at the beginning. There are so many publishing houses in the country, but this one is not good. If you try other publishing houses, you will always meet a bosom friend." With the encouragement of his wife , I voted for three publishing houses in a row, but there was no news, I was a little disappointed.

"Mo, find a friend. If you don't find someone these days, you can't do anything." Yang Na also became anxious for me.I thought to myself, besides Chouer, the only friend in the cultural circle is Lu Yuan. "The only friend in the cultural circle who can help me is the big star Lu Yuan," I said, "but it's not what it used to be, and I don't know if Lu Yuan still misses the past." "Call Lu Yuan and ask her for help, maybe it will work." Yang Na persuaded. Yang Na insisted that I try.She said that if there is hope, it should be fought for.I had to give in to my wife, and I knew how much she wanted me to find a way to succeed again.I took out the phone book and found Lu Yuan's phone number, and dialed her cell phone quietly.

The voice on the phone is so familiar, clear and sweet: "Hello, who is it?" "Is it Lu Yuan?" "Yes, who are you?" "I'm Leimo, Leimo from Dongzhou City." "It's Brother Lei, hello, hello. I know your business is over. I heard that you are in business. How is it? Is it going well?" "Lu Yuan, the business is no longer done. So many thrilling things have happened. I couldn't restrain myself, so I wrote a novel, but I found no news from several publishing houses. I had to call you and ask for your help. Do me a favor, see if you can help me find a publishing house."

"You have experienced so many things, and you are born with a pen. The novel must be good to write. But I am not familiar with the publishing house, and it is okay to sell the TV series shooting rights. How about this, you send me the novel first, and I will recommend it to you. Television Company." I didn't expect that the novel could still sell the filming rights of TV series, and I had new hope in my heart.To be honest, I was a little apprehensive when I called Lu Yuan. I really didn't know whether such a big star could remember the sympathy of the past.Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan had no airs at all, and readily agreed to help. I was not only moved, but also admired.

After talking on the phone with Lu Yuan, I seemed to see a new world again. It is a new field for me to get involved in film and television. Can I do it?I suddenly thought of Chou Er.Chou'er is a film and television screenwriter, so I don't know how she is doing in Beijing.This girl hasn't contacted me for a while. I tried to dial her cell phone number, but it was empty.I thought that if I really sold the filming rights of the novel and TV series, maybe Chou'er could be a screenwriter, but there is no news of this girl. The green color of Dongzhou in early summer is charming, and you can smell the aroma of lilacs as soon as you leave the house.This fragrance permeates the small streets and alleys, and permeates the faces of the girls who have just put on makeup. It makes people feel that the early summer is mild and the mood is confused.Confusion comes from the thoughts in the bottom of my heart.The scenery is good, the air is good, and there are many things to think about.Who doesn't have some branches, leaves, flowers, mountains and rivers in their heads.I like the women on the street in summer, the road is the catwalk, the women try their best to dress themselves up, which gives the city many more reasons for people to stay.The sun seems to be falling down, and the afterglow of the sun adorns the girl's hair, which is very moving.

After Yang Na went to work, I slept in for more than an hour. After getting up, I ate something randomly and wanted to have some fun online.After resigning, I only have such a hobby, and I no longer have to go to the office to serve my sentence.I haven't chatted online for a long time. Since I started writing novels, I prefer to read literature pages and pay attention to cultural news.When it comes to surfing the Internet, no one can compare to Chi Xiaomu. This kid is so rich, but he can't live without Internet cafes.He said that no matter how big or small an Internet cafe is, there are people of all kinds, who are knowledgeable and enjoyable.

I have accompanied him to an Internet cafe, and it is true. In Internet cafes, there are people who are not afraid of sleepiness, cold, hungry, dirty, and metabolism.Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of Chi Xiaomu again. As soon as I got online, my phone rang. It was Lin Dayong. He hadn't called me for a long time. "Dayong, what's the matter?" I asked. "Xue Yuanqing's subordinates are not good people, and they have meetings in the middle of the night, which is more ruthless than Zhou Paipi in the chicken crowing in the middle of the night. During this period of time, the silver street project demolition, I am exhausted, so I can find some friends to go to the suburbs for a walk on weekends." Lin Lin Dayong seemed very tired to say.

"Who do you want to find?" "I want to find Chi Xiaomu, but he's dead. Let's find Ding Jianying and Tang Song."