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Chapter 89 Wei Ming’s First Martial Arts Work (1110)

"12 times 8..."

Melinda pressed the calculator for a while before she got the result.

She smiled and said to Wei Ming: "The total is 96 yuan, round it up, just give me 100 yuan."

Wei Ming and Xiao Cha were both shocked. How could they round off numbers like this?!

Regardless of whether the British rounding method is reasonable, Wei Ming asked: "But I heard that you sell it for five dollars outside. We are acquaintances, why do you raise the price when you come to my place? Are you taking advantage of me?"

Melinda: "Five dollars is the price for the blank tapes that people bring. I'm just helping to rip them."

Xiao Cha nodded: "That's true."

Wei Ming: Wow, I made a net profit of five dollars for one tape!
Melinda added, "Look at my tapes. They were all bought from the Friendship Store. They're Made in America. They're good quality. Four dollars is not expensive at all. Plus, I selected the songs and copied them, and I spent a lot of time and effort on the materials. So I'm going to charge you eight dollars in total. That's the friendship price."

Well, friendship for a dollar.

Wei Ming put his hands on his chest and said, "So what does it mean that you recorded 12 tapes at once?"

Melinda: "They all say you are rich, so I thought about transferring the money of the rich to poor people like us through gentle means!"

Wei Ming was happy: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm definitely not as rich as you. Besides, I didn't buy these tapes. I bought them for someone else. You bought so many of them, enough for her two months' salary. She definitely can't afford it."

"Ah!" Melinda was dumbfounded. Wouldn't that be a blow to her? Besides, she hadn't received the deposit before.

Wei Ming looked at the tapes, which had sticky notes on them and Melinda had carefully written the song titles on them.

"How about I take two plates?" Wei Ming picked and chose.

"You'd better take it all~" Melinda grabbed his hand and said pitifully, "I, I can give you a discount!"

"Oh, you can lower the price, then we can still talk."

Finally, they made the deal at a price of five yuan. Wei Ming paid 60 yuan for the whole thing, and then slowly paid it to Zhu Lin to avoid giving her too much at once.

Melinda was satisfied. At least she didn't lose money but made a small profit.

Wei Mingze shook his head: "You'd better not do business with this brain of yours. Just sell these copied ones. They will definitely sell well for six or seven yuan, or seven or eight yuan."

Melinda's eyes "didn't work" for a moment, and she smacked her head in frustration: "That's right!"

Wei Ming was also very curious about one thing: "Why do you need so much RMB? Aren't you going back to China soon?"

Melinda's study abroad program is a two-year program and she will leave at the end of this semester.

Melinda said, "I want to make some money, and then buy some antiques and bring them back to China. Once I sell them, maybe I can become financially independent!"

Wei Ming's eyes widened. This foreign girl actually wanted to resell antiques. She was probably inspired by the Lu Ban lock.

You really don't know how deep the water is here! Swindling foreigners is a classic repertoire in this business.

However, Wei Ming still gave her a suggestion: "Don't buy from small shops. You can go to Friendship Store or Rongbaozhai to buy those famous calligraphy and paintings. They may not be valuable now, but when Chinese people have money, those things will become popular in the auction market."

For example, paintings by some modern and contemporary artists.

For those who don't know much about taste but want to make money in this business, this is a relatively safe option. In the Friendship Store, you can often see paintings by Qi Baishi and Wu Guanzhong, and you may even come across works by painters from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In order to gain foreign exchange, the country is now willing to give up some ordinary cultural relics that are not national treasures.

Melinda's eyes lit up again after hearing this.

"Leonardo, why don't you go with me to buy it? You're an expert!"

How can I be an expert? I can only be considered to have a basic understanding.

Melinda took out a ten-dollar bill from the money and stuffed it into Wei Ming's trouser pocket, stuffing it tightly.

She is so good at it!

"Okay, I'll go with you when I'm free." Since she was so sincere, Wei Ming agreed. He also wanted to go into the Friendship Store, but it would not be easy to get in without a foreigner to lead the way.

Xiao Cha took the initiative to walk Wei Ming downstairs, and even walked him a little further after they got out of the building.

"Do you want to tell me something?" Wei Ming was a little nervous. Was she going to confess her feelings to him? Xiao Cha was not bad looking, but she was just average looking. She was not his ideal type.

After a moment of hesitation, Zha Jianying praised him, "Your "Far and Near" is so well written. In just a few words, you have expressed the complex relationship between people. I think you are more talented in writing poetry than novels."

Wei Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for the compliment, writing poetry doesn't make as much money as writing novels, and I still need to buy a motorcycle."

After getting the camera, Wei Ming's next goal was a motorcycle, which would make it convenient for him to go into the city. Otherwise, it would take more than three hours to go to the city and back each time, which was a waste of time.

Xiao Cha curled his lips: "You are always so pretentious. Can you consider Today when you write poems in the future? Bei Dao even praised your poem." Wei Ming first thanked his predecessors in the poetry world for their praise, and then said: "But I'm sorry, when I participated in the Writers' Congress, I was coerced and bribed by the editor-in-chief of Poetry Magazine to promise that my next poem would be published by them first. Moreover, poetry requires inspiration, and I don't know where the next poem will be."

"Then why don't you come to participate in Today's poetry event? There are many fans of your poetry here!"

"I won't participate. Time is precious. I would rather use it for literary creation. Today, Grandma Deng asked me to write more good works. I feel that the responsibility on my shoulders is very heavy."

Good man, you are using Grandma Deng to pressure others, how cruel of you!
Xiao Cha went home helplessly.

At Weiming Lake, another "Little Cha" was holding "Yenching Literature and Art" and repeatedly savoring the poem "Far and Near".

Cha Haisheng is a child from a rural area in Anhui Province. He is not good-looking and is small in stature, but he is very talented. At the age of 15 this year, he fought through the fierce competition among a group of repeaters and was admitted to the Law Department of Peking University.

He liked poetry and felt he had some talent for it, but his first submission was rejected by Weiming Lake, and I heard it was squeezed out by Ideal.

Now, thirteen university literary journals across the country, including "Wenming Lake", are going to jointly publish a magazine called "This Generation". He wants to contribute again, and he even took great pains to write a long poem, about five or six hundred words, with the theme of people.

As a result, today I saw "Far and Near", which is the same topic, but with just over 20 words, it is more thorough than what I could have said in hundreds of words!

It was like a wake-up call to him: You are not cut out for this!
So tonight Cha Haisheng burned the manuscript into ashes and buried it by the Weiming Lake. Then he went back to the dormitory and picked up his law textbook to read it carefully.

The November issue of "Yanjing Literature and Art" was just published a few days ago. Since there is no blockbuster like "Erniu", the popularity is not too high. The only thing worth mentioning is this short poem by Wei Ming, which has sparked widespread discussion among poetry lovers.

And because it is short, it is easier to spread. There are not many people who can recite "Ideal" completely like Brother Kaizi, but anyone can recite the entire text of "Far and Near" and be proud of it, and compete with each other.

Even the gatekeeper who usually doesn't like reading can talk a little about it when he sees the clouds in the sky in the morning.

"You look at me one moment, then at the clouds the next. My feet make you look so far away when you look at me, and so close when you look at the clouds!"

"Comrade, you are reading Mr. Wei Ming's "Far and Near"!"

A young man who looked like an official with a briefcase in his hand interrupted the gatekeeper's poetic mood.

"Yeah, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of the Magic City's Story Club magazine. My name is He Chengwei. I'm a friend of Mr. Wei Ming. I came here specially to visit him. Is he here?"

"Hey, Editor-in-Chief He, I'm here!" Wei Ming happened to come out of the gate room and was about to go to the library.

I won't go to the Writers' Congress this morning as there is another meeting. I'd better go in the afternoon as there are programs in the evening. Anyway, he is a non-staff member and can be more casual.

He Chengwei held Wei Ming's hand tightly and said, "I came to Yanjing for a meeting recently. Thinking about the release of the November issue of Story Club, I came to visit you specially and give you a copy."

"Oh, thank you so much," Wei Ming took it with a smile, "What kind of meeting are you attending? Is it also a literary representative meeting?"

He Chengwei's facial muscles twitched suddenly. The word "also" was used very cleverly!

"Who am I to be qualified to participate in such a grand event~" He waved his hands and looked at Wei Ming in surprise, but soon felt relieved.

Each of his works, "Duck Prophet", "Ideal" and "Erniu", has sparked heated discussions across the country. Although he is a little young, it is reasonable for him to be invited.

But after knowing this, He Chengwei was embarrassed to talk about his own affairs.

He Chengwei simply told Wei Ming that under the guidance of his theories, readers' feedback was particularly good, and a reprint was made yesterday, setting a new circulation record this year.

"Especially your article "Such Love", which received a lot of feedback from readers in Shanghai."

"Haha, that's good. What's most important is that readers like it."

"Mmmmm~"

He Chengwei never mentioned the commissioned article in the end. He felt that it would be a great loss to the literary world and an unforgivable sin to try to get such a shining new star involved in popular literature.

However, Wei Ming did not have such a deep-rooted barrier between serious literature and popular literature in his heart, not to mention that he had a clone!
Looking at the "Wei Kuang Ren" behind "Such Love" on the catalog page, Wei Ming smiled slightly.

Although He Chengwei did not mention it, Wei Ming came up with an idea when he met Ms. Xia Meng at the literary congress.

After returning to the dormitory at noon, Biaozi happily flipped through "Story Club". He felt that this magazine was more suitable for him than "Yenching Literature and Art".

This little story is so interesting to read, especially the one called "Such Love". How can there be such stupid people who get involved with someone without even figuring out whether they are a man or a woman? Hahaha.

Biaozi was just enjoying himself when Wei Ming suddenly said to him, "By the way, Biaozi, you told me the legendary story of running away from home when you were a child, right?"

"Uh huh, what's wrong?"

Wei Ming: "I suddenly feel that this story is very suitable for being written into a martial arts novel~"

With a "bang", Biaozi sat up from the bed and bumped into Mei Wenhua's bed board, which frightened Mei Wenhua to death...

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