The straight man in the entertainment circle

After An Xiaoxi hung up the phone, she obviously felt unnatural.

She took her phone and checked hot searches, then looked at the strange looks in the eyes of the classmates around her, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Lin Li, I'm sorry, I seem to have caused a scandal for you."

An Xiaoxi said it seriously, but Lin Li always felt that she was snickering.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Lin Li said.

An Xiaoxi felt a little disappointed when she saw Lin Li being so open-minded.

In the past two days, because of Hua Li's matter, the two of them had been in contact a lot. If Hua Li's matter was settled, they would probably have nothing to do with each other.

After dinner, Lin Li said to Hua Li, "Auntie, do you want to go to the Yanda Library?"

Hua Li nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay."

After the two finished eating, they took Hua Li to the library and found some poetry books for her to read.

Hua Li seemed very excited when she entered the library for the first time. On the contrary, she felt that she really came to see what books were in the library instead of reading.

Lin Li and An Xiaoxi sat with her and read for a while. Not long after, An Xiaoxi's phone rang.

After answering the phone, An Xiaoxi whispered: "Editor Cao is here. I'll pick him up at the door. You go to the living room of the Student Union."

Lin Li nodded and took Hua Li to the reception room of the student union.

Hua Li looked around, as if she could tell that Lin Li was going to meet someone else, so she said, "I...I'll go back."

Lin Li pulled her and said, "Auntie, do you want to write a book?"

"Publish a book? Me?" Hua Li was shocked.

Lin Li nodded and said, "Yes."

Hua Li showed an innocent smile: "I...I can't do it, I'm laughing so hard."

"No, I think you can do it." Lin Li said, "Do you still have a lot of poems you wrote at home?"

Hua Li nodded: "I just wrote randomly for nothing, but I didn't write well."

"No, it's very well written. You like writing poetry so much, don't you want your poems to be published?"

Lin Li knew that the desire to publish was a primitive desire shared by all creators, and Hua Li also had it, but life suppressed her and made her afraid to think about it.

And Lin Li wanted her to think, and he wanted to help her realize it!

"I..." Hua Li seemed to seriously consider this matter for the first time. She thought for a while and suddenly said, "I have no money..."

The audience for poetry is too small and there is no profit. Except for a few great poets who have publishing houses willing to publish them, most people who want to publish poetry collections can only choose to publish them at their own expense.

Lin Li smiled bitterly after hearing Hua Li's words.

Hua Li knew about self-publishing and must have thought about it, but she knew that she couldn't afford it.

"You don't have to pay, the publisher will pay you." Lin Li said.

Hua Li smiled and shook her head and said, "Impossible...how can such a good thing happen?"

Lin Li felt a little sad when she saw that Hua Li didn't believe it. After so many years of suffering, she had completely lost her yearning for a better life. When she heard about good things, her first reaction was doubt.

"When the editor from the publishing house comes, I'll talk to him. Just listen and don't talk."

Hua Li nodded obediently, and it was obvious that she was a little concerned.

A few minutes later, An Xiaoxi walked in with a young man in his thirties.

Lin Li stood up quickly.

"Lin Li, this is Cao Jian, the editor of Kyoto Publishing House. Editor Cao, do I need to introduce this person?"

Cao Jian came up to him and said with a smile: "Who doesn't recognize the famous Lin Li these days?"

"It's true that he likes to cause trouble."

Lin Li shook hands with Cao Jian, and Cao Jian said: "Everyone knows what happened last night, and everyone gives you a thumbs up."

The Internet was naturally full of praise for Lin Li's rescue last night, but some people said that Lin Li deliberately staged such a drama to create hype.

Cao Jian naturally said good things.

"Sit down." An Xiaoxi said.

The four of them sat down, and Cao Jian saw Hua Li. He was very surprised to see her ugly appearance and stooped figure, and asked, "Who is this?"

Lin Li said: "This is the aunt we rescued from the overpass last night. Her name is Hua Li."

Cao Jian suddenly realized and said: "So it's this person..."

Although Cao Jian was curious as to why the three of them were still together today after they rescued Hua Li, he didn't ask much.

"Let's get down to business." An Xiaoxi said.

"Yes, let's get down to business."

Cao Jian suddenly became a little nervous when he thought about the tasks that the president had set for him when he came here today.

The president of Kyoto Publishing House asked him to negotiate the copyright for Lin Li's poetry collection today.

Lin Li published "Seeing and Not Seeing" in the finals of "The Voice", and then started a scolding war with Lou Junjie and others on the Internet. He also published several particularly wonderful poems. For a while, everyone felt that the Chinese poetry world There is a successor.

Coupled with Lin Li's two shocking poems last night, all publishing houses were immediately eyeing him.

Unfortunately, no matter how we contacted him, Lin Li was nowhere to be found.

But at this moment, Lin Li actually wanted to meet with someone from his own publishing house. This was great news for Kyoto Publishing House. They had to negotiate over Lin Li's copyright!

Even if Lin Li's poems are not enough to publish a poetry collection, they are willing to pay a deposit in advance to get priority!

Lin Li took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket, handed them to Cao Jian, and said, "How about you read these poems?"

Cao Jian smiled and said: "You don't have to look, it must be excellent. To be honest, in the entire poetry world, there may be someone better than you in terms of one or two poems, but with such high productivity and maintaining such high quality, don't say this Times, even in the 1970s and 1980s, there were few who could compare with you, but today’s social atmosphere is not as good as before. Young people only know how to chase stars if they don’t read poetry..."

When Cao Jian said this, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. Lin Li was a star, so he quickly added: "Of course, there are still many people who like a star as talented as you."

Lin Li didn't mind and said with a smile, "Take a look at these poems."

Seeing Lin Li's insistence, Cao Jian had no choice but to pick up the wrinkled papers and read them.

The poem on the paper has no name. Although the paper is a little wrinkled, the writing is not bad. At least it looks serious and hard-working.

Written on the first piece of paper:

Take medicine on time, go to bed on time, and live hard day after day.

When the sun is good

Push yourself out and bask in the sun

When dried, it looks like tangerine peel

………………

After reading it, Cao Jian felt a little depressed. He thought that Lin Li's poem was too sad, but the power of the poem was still very strong, especially the last line, "A tare tree is in fear in the spring."

I looked at the second piece of paper, and there was still no poem title on it.

The stone mill in the yard tied me to my past life and this life

Life has covered my eyes

The world no longer has day and night

…………

After reading this song, Cao Jian felt a little sad, as if he was the donkey that kept grinding day and night!

Continue to look at the last piece of paper:

scissors rusty

The umbilical cord has been wrapped around the neck since birth

suffocate me

life like a dog

You have to bow your head even if you eat shit

I hold my soul in my hands

The body is just a cover

After reading the three poems, Cao Jian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if his heart was blocked.

"Editor Cao, how do you like these three poems?" Lin Li asked after seeing him finish reading.

"Okay, very good. Poems of this style are so rare to see. If they are published, they will definitely sell well!" Cao Jian said.

"So, your company is willing to publish it?" Lin Li asked.

Cao Jian was shocked and said hurriedly: "This is natural. As long as you are willing, our publishing house will help you publish it within a week. Our president has also said that the remuneration will be 12%, the highest in the industry! How about that? ?”

"I think it's okay, what do you think, Auntie?" Lin Li glanced at Hua Li.

"Huh?" Cao Jian was stunned, "What do you mean?"

An Xiaoxi didn't know Lin Li's idea. She picked up the paper and read it for a while, then asked: "Lin Li, you mean...these are aunt's poems?"

"Yes, these three were written by Aunt Hua, and she has quite a few who could publish a collection of poems."

Cao Jian and An Xiaoxi were both surprised when they heard Lin Li's words. An Xiaoxi read Hua Li's poem again and felt uncomfortable.

Cao Jian hesitated. It turned out that it was not Lin Li's poem. No wonder he felt that the style of poetry was a little different.

"Editor Cao, these poems are very well written."

An Xiaoxi sighed, and immediately united with Lin Li to promote Hua Li.

Cao Jian smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, it's not bad..."

"That means your publisher is willing to publish it?"

An Xiaoxi instantly took over the negotiating power from Lin Li.

Cao Jian smiled and said, "I thought Lin Li was going to publish a collection of poems..."

"Lin Li's poems are not enough. There are ready-made poems. Aunt Hua Li's poems are very good. You can definitely make money after publishing them."

Cao Jian hesitated for a while and said: "It is difficult to sell poetry collections nowadays. Some of them only sell three to five thousand copies. They can't make any money, unless Lin Li can make more by selling hundreds of thousands of copies."

An Xiaoxi continued her analysis: "Editor Cao, you have to know that Aunt Hua's behavior is actually very selling point, and her poems are good. If you are willing to publish them, you will definitely not lose money."

Cao Jian was a little disappointed. He naturally knew that a person like Hua Li, who seemed to have physical defects, had a collection of poems, which was indeed a selling point. In addition, she was the person Lin Li and An Xiaoxi saved last night, so the selling point was enough.

"I know that there are indeed selling points, but...the selling point also requires the publishing house to spend publicity expenses to promote it. She is a newcomer, and the publishing house may not be willing to take this risk for her." Cao Jian said.

Lin Li spoke: "Editor Cao, I found you first because of your acquaintance with my senior sister. If you are not willing, we will find another one. Now that we have rescued Auntie, it is still important." According to the hot search, there are more than one or two people willing to take over.”

Cao Jian also knew that what Lin Li said made sense, and Hua Li's poems were indeed very good, making him unforgettable after reading them.

"Can I ask for instructions?" Cao Jian was confused.

He had not expected to publish Hua Li's poetry collection at first. Now he was hesitant and naturally wanted to ask his boss for instructions.

"sure."

Cao Jian left the reception room and called the president.

After communicating for a while, the president agreed, because if the cooperation didn't work out this time, Lin Li and the others found another publishing house. If Lin Li really wanted to publish a poetry collection next time, I'm afraid Kyoto Publishing House wouldn't be his first consideration.

Cao Jian returned to the reception room.

"My president said I can do it, but... I have a small request."

"What's the request?" An Xiaoxi asked.

"You also know that this aunt is a complete newcomer. These three poems are good, but we haven't seen the other poems. It's hard to say exactly. In order to ensure that this poetry collection can be sold, what we mean is... ...Lin Li, can you help spread the word?"

Although Lin Li is not a superstar, the current hot searches are still very influential. In addition, Lin Li has published many poems in a row, and everyone is still very sure of his poetry attainments. Therefore, asking Lin Li to help promote it will have the best effect. .

As long as Lin Li agrees to publicize it, Kyoto Publishing House is willing to publish Hua Li's poetry collection. As long as they don't lose money and can have a good relationship with Lin Li, they are naturally happy.

Lin Lidao: "I can cooperate with the publicity, but I must give my aunt a higher remuneration."

Cao Jian said: "I have told the president that in her case, we will not pay 5% of the manuscript fee, but 8%. This is already a very high fee for an ordinary person without a poetry name. ”

An Xiaoxi said to Lin Li, "Yes."

Lin Li did some calculations. Based on the price of 20 yuan per volume, for every 10,000 copies published, Hua Li can get a royalties of 16,000 yuan. Although it is not much, at least it will be self-reliant and allow her to find a sense of identity. If the sales are good, , I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking.

"Okay, you go back and draw up the contract. We'll go find the poems written by Auntie and sign the contract tomorrow." Lin Li said.

"Okay, I'll take my leave now!" Cao Jian stood up and said.

After seeing off Cao Jian, Lin Li and An Xiaoxi took Hua Li back to Hua Li's home, preparing to collect all the poems Hua Li had written before.

The three of them returned to Hua Li's house and found that Bai Yiming was inside. Hua Li's husband looked dejected.

What Lin Li and An Xiaoxi didn't expect was that Jin Simin was standing next to Bai Yiming wearing a uniform.

Bai Yiming noticed that Lin Li and the others were coming. He stood up and took a document and said, "You're here just in time. Here it is."

Lin Li took it and saw that it was a divorce agreement. Hua Li's husband, Wang Guiqing, had already signed it.

"Just sign, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow." Bai Yiming said.

Hua Li suddenly burst into tears when she looked at the divorce agreement.

When Wang Guiqing saw Hua Li, he stood up and left angrily.

"He... won't take revenge, right?" An Xiaoxi asked uneasily.

"Don't worry, he went in and was frightened to death when he saw Officer Jin's clothes. Moreover, I have evidence of domestic violence and the testimony of his neighbors. He doesn't dare to mess around at all."

Only then did Lin Li realize that Bai Yiming called Jin Simin to intimidate Wang Guiqing.

"Thank you, Officer Jin." An Xiaoxi said to

"You're welcome. I failed in my duty. This guy was a domestic abuser and we didn't even know about it."

Jin Simin looked at Hua Li and wanted to say that she should call the police, but seeing her like that, Jin Simin said instead: "It will be fine from now on. You guys can talk, I'll go back."

"I'll see you off." An Xiaoxi saw Jin Simin out.

Lin Li looked at Bai Yiming and praised: "Okay, Bai Yiming, this is a beautiful thing!"

Bai Yiming said arrogantly: "It's funny, my original intention of studying law is to help the weak."

Lin Li smiled and said, "If I need to send any lawyer's letters in the future, please help me."

Bai Yiming glanced at Lin Li and said, "I don't want to work for a celebrity."

"What kind of part-time job? That's called a legal consultant!" Lin Li corrected.

Bai Yiming snorted, noncommittal.

An Xiaoxi came back, and the three of them, Lin Libai and Yiming, started looking for Hua Li's poems in the bookcase.

Hua Li found three small notebooks from a small drawer in the room. They were all poems she had written when she was young. There were about four to five hundred poems in them.

Lin Li read a little more and found that her poems at that time were not as dark as they are now, but it could still be seen that she was very talented and her overall level was not bad.

The three of them searched in the books on the bookcase for a while, and Hua Li also rummaged around, and found a total of seventy or eighty poems.

These poems were written by her in recent years. They are relatively gloomy and their level is obviously much higher. Unfortunately, there are not many of them and they are not as well preserved as when she was young. Maybe it is because her life is unsatisfactory, but it is this frustration that makes her poems Full of poetry.

A selection of Hua Li's early poems, plus these poems in recent years, are enough to publish a collection of poems.