It was almost ten o'clock again when Sha Zhengyang returned home.

Seeing that there was still some time, Sha Zhengyang simply went to Feng Zicai's place.

Feng Zicai's family lives in Qingyun Lane. His family is from Laochengguan Town and has a private house at home. However, his father is from the county tax bureau. The family lives in the tax bureau dormitory, so he gave the old house to this only son.

When he walked into Feng Zicai's study, the electric fan was whimpering. Feng Zicai, who was naked, was wearing only a pair of sports shorts and was writing at his desk. When he heard the footsteps, he turned his head and saw that it was Sha Zhengyang. He suddenly felt excited: "You kid, are you really going to the countryside to work day and night? Don't even bother me to worry about what you have to do?"

"Since I've given it to you, of course I trust you. Besides, the subsequent matter is your task. We have agreed to do it. I just write the framework and the beginning, and you will complete the others." Sha Zhengyang did not be polite to him, and handed him an ice cream he bought outside the door, "How?"

"You have a look first." Feng Zicai seemed to have lost weight than when he saw him before, and it might be because he stayed up late. However, it's summer vacation, and Feng Zicai also has plenty of time to write. "I was a little annoyed when I first picked you up. I always felt that it tasted different from you. It was much better afterwards and I wrote much faster."

"How many thousand words have you written now?" Sha Zhengyang took a thick stack of manuscripts. Feng Zicai's calligraphy is no worse than his own, but this guy likes regular script and has also practiced it with Pang Zhonghua's pen copybook.

"It's almost 120,000 words." Feng Zicai said proudly: "I only wrote less than 10,000 words in the first three days, but later I got into the state and could write 10,000 words in a day. Later, I wrote and modified it while writing, otherwise I could write at least 150,000 words."

Sha Zhengyang sat on the old-fashioned sofa next to him and looked at it with all his eyes.

I have to admit that Feng Zicai's writing style is really good. Except for the traces he was connected with the thousands of words he wrote in front, he basically wrote in his own style later.

However, the big framework is still in accordance with its own settings, and the details are completely Feng Zicai's own creativity. After reading the novels of Chemillie, Haruhiko Oshiwa and Shouyou Nishimura for so many years, it is not in vain. Occai can also see some shadows of reference. However, after Feng Zicai's processing, he has added some of his own characteristics.

The story is actually not complicated. It is about the key core drawings and instructions of the "five-axis linkage CNC machine tool" exported by RB Toshiba Company to Sweden. Soviet spies and RB terrorist organization Red Army set up a line to prepare for delivery in Hong Kong. The RB Metropolitan Police Department, the US Central Intelligence Agency and the Delta Special Forces stationed abroad, conducted a desperate tracing in Hong Kong. A mainland police who happened to go to Hong Kong to contact Hong Kong police for business coincided with the event, and then there were various battles of wits and courage.

Sha Zhengyang read it roughly and felt that Feng Zicai had also spent a lot of effort on the plot design, especially when the Hong Kong police and mainland police were involved and unable to escape. The various coincidences mixed with it were also very outstanding. Sha Zhengyang thought that he could not do better in these details.

"A talented man, worthy of being a talented man, made me feel excited. I thought that this thing might be published in Hong Kong, and maybe someone could watch it as an adaptation into a movie." Finally, after reading it, Sha Zhengyang smacked his lips and handed the manuscript back to Feng Zicai, "Look at your way, it's about 300,000 words, and now it's about half of it."

"Well, it's almost the same. I plan to finish it in the summer and spend ten days to revise it. But as you said, this kind of entertainment novel mainly focuses on completing it in one go, so it's time to make readers feel refreshed. So it actually takes a few days to revise it, and the rest is to find someone." Feng Zicai threw the ice cream stick out the window, "My second uncle and I both mentioned it, but he didn't believe it."

"It's okay. If you get it out and talk to your second uncle, we won't let him use his power for personal gain. Let's help give me some advice. Let's talk about the rest by ourselves. Whether it's our own business."

After reading the content of more than 100,000 words, Sha Zhengyang felt much more at ease.

In his opinion, this is definitely not inferior to any novel by Shemillie. He felt that he would immediately put it into printing and put it on the name of Shemillie, which would definitely be a big deal. Even the conceitor, who read it again, felt it was quite interesting. With this, he would have the confidence to sell a good result.

What I just said just now may be able to publish or even adapt it into a movie script, but it is not a random boast. When I conceived the framework of this book, I borrowed from the movie "Super Police" starring Jackie Chan and Michelle Yeoh. It is also a cooperation between mainland police and Hong Kong police. Of course, the content of my book is much more complicated, but if it is adapted into a movie script, it can naturally be deleted.

The key now is that Feng Zicai is not famous, but everything is difficult to start. It is definitely difficult to start the first one, but as long as you start, the subsequent novel publication will be much easier. It can even be said that before you start writing, a publisher may come to order it on your own initiative.

Sha Zhengyang knew very well that in this era when entertainment was still scarce, this type of novel should be in line with the appetite of many young readers who like to hunt, and more importantly, it would be the most popular novel among bookstores everywhere from metropolis to small counties.

The craze for new-style martial arts novels has slowly passed. After all, there are too few works with the standards of Jin Yong's works, and Huang Yi's new fantasy novels will not begin to enter the mainland a few years later.

So novels like the ones I conceived should be very popular now, just like online articles that suddenly rose up more than ten years later.

"Yes, I'm writing faster and faster now, but I'm still a little confused. I'm very excited to read it myself, but it's hard to say what they feel."

Feng Zicai's anxiety about gains and losses was manifested in his face, which made Sha Zhengyang funny. When he asked him to write, he wanted to greet him but refused. He looked so arrogant and looked so arrogant. Now he feels good, but he is afraid that he will not be liked by others.

"Okay, why don't I bring back these 100,000 words first and let Zhenggang and others taste it. I guess the future readers of your book will be college students and young people of their age. Anyway, I think it's pretty good."

After hearing Sha Zhengyang's cheering, Feng Zicai's confidence increased a lot, and his eyes looked at Sha Zhengyang became much more complicated: "Zhengyang, why did you think about doing this? I have been thinking about how you just thought about doing this? It's really because you were sent to the countryside and don't want to do it anymore? But you are so good at this, why don't you write it yourself?"

"I've told you the reason long ago. I have something to do with me. Who said I'm going to the countryside and I'm just sent to the countryside? Maybe this is my chance." Sha Zhengyang was too lazy to talk to him more nonsense, "You don't have to guess randomly. Gold will shine everywhere, just wait and see."

"Okay, judging from your feelings, I don't think you're really exiled. But staying in the county is fine, no one wants to go to the countryside, right?"

Feng Zicai was also increasingly unable to see through his old classmate, and always felt that he was very different from the original, especially his momentum. He had an indescribable calmness and leisure in every move, as if everything was under control.

This is completely different from when he met Sha Zhengyang a month or two ago. Could it be that the double blow of love and sexual intercourse made Zhengyang suddenly mature overnight? It seems that only this explanation is reasonable?

"Going to the countryside can bring you the rewards of going to the countryside. Of course, if you just want to be relaxed, it is indeed much easier in the county. Many things in the town cannot be exposed to in the county. I think it is very beneficial to get in touch. At least we can know what the people are thinking at the bottom and what they need most urgently." Sha Zhengyang said half-true and half-false.

Although it was not his original intention to go to the countryside, he didn't care much about this result. What he had to do now is to use the opportunity of Hongqi Winery to start himself. This is the most important and most important thing he has now. Everything else can be put aside. He has to use all resources and efforts to do this.

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