1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 214 is still too conservative
Zheng Yuanjie felt so wronged.

He had already written the manuscript for the September issue of Children's Literature, but because a writer requested that the entire novel of that writer be published, Children's Literature had to postpone the publication of his manuscript until the October issue.

When asked who it was, the other party answered that it was Jiang Xian.

Good guy.

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

Zheng Yuanjie received a rebellious education since childhood. He is the son of a military compound and comes from a military family. He can't tolerate any injustice.

He went to Children's Literature to discuss the issue, and they said that the novel was originally intended to be serialized, but it was Jiang Xian's sudden request that led to the adjustment.

Zheng Yuanjie was dissatisfied when he heard this.

Are you "Children's Literature" or "Collection of Jiang Xian's Works"?
Aren't you guys just trying to curry favor with the powerful? You think Jiang Xian is famous and you're trying to curry favor with him and flatter him?

This is clearly a case of cultural celebrities abusing their privileges!
He has always been a tough guy and has never cared about social conventions. After leaving the Zhongshao Headquarters, he went straight to the Beijing Film Studio to argue with Jiang Xian.

When the people at the door heard that the person was looking for Jiang Xian, they thought it was another friend of Jiang Xian. Not only did they let him in, they also told him that he was in the Literature Department on the east side of the third floor of the main building.

"You're the one causing trouble!" When the people from the Security Department heard that someone came to the factory to fight, they came over with guns.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Zheng Yuanjie's forehead, and the boy immediately wilted.

".I came to argue with him calmly. What did I do wrong?"

"Squat down!"

Zheng Yuanjie squatted down skillfully, untied his shoelaces and belt, and pulled up his pants with his hands. His movements were very experienced.

"What is your name?"

"Zheng Yuanjie."

"How old is it?"

"25."

"Which unit do you work for? What do you do?"

"A worker at the Dahua Radio Instrument Factory in Beijing."

Jiang Xian, who was listening to the conversation with his arms folded, laughed so hard that he signaled the comrades from the security department to put away their guns first, and then he poured him a cup of hot water in a graceful manner.

"Comrade Zheng Yuanjie, what are you doing? Has Jiang offended you in any way?"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Seeing him like this, Zheng Yuanjie didn't want to scold him directly, so he first talked about the typesetting adjustment.

Jiang Xian understood, "So you think I am bullying you by taking advantage of my power?"

Zheng Yuanjie turned his head away and snorted, "You are relying on your fame to bully us little writers."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, let's sort it out."

Jiang Xian said slowly, "I submitted my manuscript to Children's Literature last month. It was quickly accepted, and I finished revising it in August. Is it okay to publish it in the September issue?"

"No problem!" Zheng Yuanjie said gritting his teeth.

"Typesetting is the last task before publication, and it is also arranged by the editorial department. My novel is too long, and I don't want it to be serialized separately. This is a request I made before the editorial department arranged the typesetting work, and they accepted it before the typesetting work was completed. You can ask around, I'm sure I'm not lying to you."

Zheng Yuanjie pursed his lips but said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Xian continued, "I want to publish this novel all at once no matter what. Besides, every publication has novels that are published all at once. Isn't it reasonable for me to make such a request? This is related to the quality of the manuscript and whether I am famous or not, right?
Check your conscience, is this an abuse of privilege?"

He talked on and on and Zheng Yuanjie was speechless. Every point and every item was in accordance with the rules. If the quality of Jiang Xian's manuscript was no problem, then there was really nothing to say about this matter.

As they were talking, Xu Dexia from Children's Literature came over in a hurry. Her blood pressure rose when she saw Zheng Yuanjie. "Oh, you really came to see Teacher Jiang Xian. Why are you so rude?"

"I" Zheng Yuanjie's face turned red as if he was constipated, and he couldn't say a word. "Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Jiang Xian generously helped him out.

No matter what, this person was his childhood idol.

He also understood that Zheng Yuanjie was such a paranoid person.

His girlfriend asked him to take the college entrance examination, but he said, "I can take the college entrance examination if I want to, but I can't accept other people telling me that I must do this and then that." Then they broke up.

Xuan Wencao once sneered at him, saying, "There are people here who are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. If one person can write a monthly magazine for two years, I will write his name backwards." He took this sentence to heart and persisted in writing "The King of Fairy Tales" for 33 years.

He is very stubborn and takes things very seriously. If he feels he has been treated unfairly, he will definitely defend his rights.

The most famous thing is that he spent 21 years defending his trademark.

Some trademarks are worth protecting, but to be honest, some are overprotected.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang." Xu Dexia apologized to Jiang Xian. After all, this matter was also because their magazine did not communicate well with Zheng Yuanjie.

"Forget it." Jiang Xian waved his hand indifferently.

Xu Dexia took out another booklet and said, "Teacher Jiang, the sample of the September issue of Children's Literature is out. I'll give you a copy."

Zheng Yuanjie glanced at it and Jiang Xian took the rough and uneven wax cover in his hand.

Perhaps in order to secretly match the main theme of this issue, "The Grass House", a simple thatched house is drawn on the cover, and a little boy and a little girl are rolling hoops in front of the house.

Jiang Xian raised his eyes to look at Zheng Yuanjie. When their eyes met, he smiled and said, "Today we have finally met. I will pass this sample to Comrade Zheng Yuanjie."

Zheng Yuanjie was too embarrassed to accept or refuse, so Jiang Xian could only stuff the booklet into his hands.

In fact, I still feel quite unconvinced.

He really wanted to see what this great writer had written.

After seeing Zheng Yuanjie and Xu Dexia off, Jiang Xian was taken to the police station.

Well, I went to the Chaoyang Branch of the Beijing Public Security Bureau with Wang Fulin and met with the Public Security Department of the Chaoyang Branch.

At this time, there was no Criminal Investigation Department or Criminal Investigation Section, and all criminal cases were under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Bureau.

Jiang Xian didn't even dare to breathe, as he was surrounded by comrades wearing the "Type 72" summer police uniform, which was white on top and blue on the bottom.

The director's surname was Bao. He shook hands with them with a smile. When they learned that CCTV was going to make a TV program about criminal investigation and required their branch to cooperate in the filming, everyone in the bureau was very excited and positive. They all hoped that they could show their faces in the camera.

"My name is Bao Hanxin, and you are the screenwriter!" Bao Hanxin shook Jiang Xian's hand enthusiastically.

He had already heard Wang Fulin talk about the content of the TV series. The criminal investigation personnel were portrayed in a very impressive manner, and he was very happy.

Are there any TV dramas or movies nowadays that promote these criminal investigators?
A CCTV leader asked Bao Hanxin: "Is our script exaggerated? We should try not to stray too far from reality when filming it."

Bao Hanxin shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, that's how we solved the case, it's very real."

A comrade nearby smiled and said, "In my opinion, you all wrote a little conservatively."

He immediately told a real case, and the team quickly confirmed the murderer's identity based on the three red millet grains on the murderer's body.
——Fisherman.

And he was a fisherman from Shanxi. He was addicted to fishing and liked to use red millet as bait, which is especially popular in Shanxi. The case was solved by drawing a portrait like this.

Jiang Xian followed the CCTV people to the Public Security Bureau to gain some favor.

The public security comrades all shook hands with him enthusiastically, and were all very friendly. He asked about their well-being and gave autographs to them.

These days, some people here are really useful.

(Let me be one day shorter, bang bang bang)
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