After Zhao Chen and Shangguan Xiaobao left Mingpao Group, their faces showed smiles from the bottom of their hearts; Zhao Chen naturally received good treatment, while Shangguan Xiaobao was unhappy because of Jin Yong's defeat.

"Uncle Shangguan, I'll go back to get the manuscript first!"

"Wait, I said Zhao Chen, you can really eat it like this! You draw comics and write novels, and you have a magazine every three days, and the novel has tens of thousands of words every day. You are simply desperate! How can your body survive if you continue like this? Otherwise, you, Uncle Shangguan, change the three-day magazine into a weekly magazine. People, you should look at it long-term."

Shangguan Xiaobao patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder and advised with an amiable expression that it was okay at Mingpao Group, and he could not say this in front of Jin Yong, so he had to say it until now.

"Uncle Shangguan, don't worry! I have a lot of inspiration for this head! And if you only update ten thousand words of novel every day, I feel very relaxed. In this way, I will have two more hours of free time every day. Uh, what should I do? It's not easy to live a leisurely life!"

Shangguan Xiaobao felt that he could not keep up with the changes of this era. Perhaps he couldn't understand Zhao Chen at all. For him, the workload that was like a fantasy made him feel leisurely when he got to Zhao Chen. For the first time in his life, he felt a sense of frustration, and why was the gap between people so big?

"Oh, then that's it. Anyway, this is your freedom! Is there still a lack of money on you? Uncle Shangguan can still give it to you!"

Zhao Chen had a smile on his face and touched his pocket and said, "There are still several hundred Hong Kong dollars. I can get through it by saving some flowers this month. You have to worry about this old age, so I'll go back first! Uncle Shangguan, see you next week!"

Shangguan Xiaobao watched Zhao Chen leave. When Zhao Chen's figure completely disappeared, he looked up at the sky and said to himself in a rather vicissitudes of life: "Maybe the sky is your limit!"

Zhao Chen sat on the bus back, thinking with his eyes closed. Now he is still in the early stages of his career. He has only solved the problem of food and clothing, so he will naturally take up all his extra time. What should he do for two hours a day?

It seems too early to write another comic. You don’t have enough money to publish it from a fee. You can’t always make money for others. This is naturally not possible! It would be fine if you don’t have the strength, but when you have this strength, how can you be willing to be inferior to others? As for the working emperors in large groups, they look very glamorous and can make a lot of money every year, but they still have not left the scope of working people.

As for writing novels, they were directly rejected by Zhao Chen. It is almost enough to have a book called "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty". How can I spend so much time writing novels? Animation is my foundation.

Zhao Chen thought of investing or stock trading again, but he was rejected directly. The reason was nothing more than that there was not enough start-up capital and it took some time to accumulate.

"What else is there to be more profitable within my ability? By the way, Xiangjiang's entertainment industry was the most prosperous during this period, so why did you forget this? However, being an actor or director certainly doesn't have that time, and you don't even have any experience at all. The key is who would hire me as an outsider, and you can only be a supporting role or a venue. As for opening a film company, it's even more impossible. There is no time, experience and money. By the way, that's it, and you can still use your strengths. How come you have watched some classic TV series and movies before!"

Zhao Chen thought, excluding one profession in his mind, and then set his goal in a short while, that is the screenwriter!

"I don't know how to write the script, but I can directly describe the picture in my mind in detail. Isn't that enough, the effect will definitely be much better than this. As for whether to write a movie script or a TV series, it is logical that both have their own advantages; but according to my reputation, even if I write a movie script, I can only go to those small companies, and the rewards I get are naturally not good. It seems that I can only put my ideas on the TV script, and at least I still have some hope!" Zhao Chen thought happily and determined a feasible plan.

As for the TV series scripts, Zhao Chen had at least dozens of them in his mind, but many of them were incomplete, because he rarely watched TV series or movies in his previous life, but instead focused on animation. He had a lot of thoughts and could not even reach ten TV series, but they were all classic.

Zhao Chen chose the complete TV series he had watched and ruled out one by one. The closer the era, the better. After all, some classic TV series are related to the current situation and era. If you might get it yourself, it will be ruined, which will be wasted.

Based on the principle of shameful waste, after returning home, Zhao Chen directly wrote three words on the manuscript paper, which was the classic TV series that shined a year later - Shanghai Beach!

When writing the script, Zhao Chen used A4 paper because he not only had to express the pictures in his mind in words, but also occasionally needed to make up the composition. The composition was quite simple for him, and there was nothing wrong with the roughness of the painting, as long as the director could understand it.

There are 25 episodes in Shanghai, which can only be considered a medium-length TV series in terms of episodes, but whether the TV series is classic or not can be measured by episodes! Zhao Chen naturally did not modify the plot, because this TV series really does not require any modification, just write it accordingly.

Because he wrote too detailedly, he could only write about two episodes a day. At this rate, it would take about two weeks to complete it. However, he did not do this, but planned to directly submit it to the TV station in a week. Because at this time, the scripts of the Xiangjiang TV series were basically filmed and supplemented, mainly based on the ratings it achieved to decide whether to continue. It is precisely because this system has saved a lot of costs and also restricted development.

Two days later, Zhao Chen finished exercising in the early morning and did not return home immediately, but went to the newsstand.

"Boss, let's have a copy of today's Ming Pao!"

"Okay, I'll give it to you!" The boss took the Hong Kong dollar from Zhao Chen's hand, took out a copy of Ming Pao very skillfully, and handed it to Zhao Chen.

In recent years, Ming Pao has been one of the highest-selling newspapers in Xiangjiang, and can basically sell 200,000 copies every day, and it is one of the newspapers that every newsstand must buy.

Zhao Chen took the newspaper and came to a distance, looked at the stone chair in front of him, blew it for a while, and sat down directly facing the newsstand.

After spreading the newspaper, Zhao Chen glanced casually for a few seconds, picked out the history and martial arts column of "Ming Pao Supplement", observed it carefully, and closed it. After rough statistics, the numbers on it were about the same as the number of serialized words that Jin Yong promised, about 10,000 words.

At this time, a young man in his twenties came to Zhao Chen. He looked at the watch in his hand. Perhaps he felt that there was still some time left before the bus he was waiting for. He also sat on the stone chair next to him like Zhao Chen, picked up the newspaper and started reading it.

The young man was less than one meter away from Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen looked up and looked on the newspaper that the young man spread out. He found that he was also holding the Ming Pao, and he almost didn't look at it before. He took out the Ming Pao Supplement and read it. He couldn't help but focus his attention on the young man. He wanted to see how the novel version of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" was effective.

The young man set his eyes on the "Ming Pao Supplement", just glanced at it, his brows subconsciously frowned, and murmured to himself: "Strange, why did you change the novel? That book is OK! Why did you even publish this book "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty"? Is it better than that? But I don't even have the impression of this author. It should be a new writer! Forget it, I'm idle anyway, I'm idle anyway. Let's take a look, maybe it's a good book."

Zhao Chen could vaguely hear the words of the young man talking to himself, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and he still secretly turned his eyes to the young man and observed his expression.

This "Biographies of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" with about 10,000 words is actually the first three chapters. The young man read it carefully. When he saw that the story took place in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, he couldn't help but frown again. He had read many martial arts novels, but few of them were from the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and most of them were concentrated in the Song Dynasty!

This gave him a bad impression, thinking that this writer who seemed to be a novice was a bit too ambitious. It was much more difficult to write well in the Sui and Tang Dynasties than in the Song Dynasty. In this era without the Internet, it was difficult to find information alone, so he could only go to a bookstore to search books slowly, which was both laborious and time-consuming.

But even so, the young man continued to look down, and it was a little out of control after seeing it. He gradually brought it in. However, since the protagonist in the first chapter had not appeared yet, he mistakenly regarded Yu Wenji as the protagonist.

When he saw the second chapter, he finally realized that the protagonist was not Yu Wenji, but seemed to be the character named Kou Zhong, but he did not think about whether it was a single protagonist or a double protagonist, because he subconsciously thought that this was a single protagonist novel.

But as he looked at it, he realized something was wrong. He couldn't think of something wrong, but he could feel that this was a good martial arts novel, at least it was much better than the one replaced by "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", and the number of words serialized at one time was significantly higher.
Chapter completed!