In the next few days, people came to him to take photos every day, and business was booming.
Rumor has spread among the college students in Beijing that there is a college student who is very good at taking photos. The price is not expensive, only thirty yuan, and there is no time to wait for the university to start.
All of a sudden, people who had made appointments were already waiting for a month.
Gee, my buddy has become a celebrity in the industry now?
He made easy money by helping the guys in the courtyard figure out styles, poses, and then take photos and develop them. When there are many people, there are five or six people a day, and when there are few people, there are two or three guests.
These people were introduced by Liu Sola and Wang Shuo. Of course, the photos he took were attractive enough.
Jiang Yulou worked hard for a few days and once again had more than 200 yuan in his pocket. In just these few days, he had already earned 380 yuan, which was equivalent to more than a year's salary of an ordinary worker.
"Yulou, are you free tomorrow? Let's go to Shichahai? I have a few sisters who really want to shoot there."
Li Yuanyuan has become completely obsessed with taking pictures recently, especially when she got a lot of Hong Kong and Taiwan's trendy women's clothing from nowhere. She is photographed every day, and the clothes she changes into are always the same.
"Sister Yuanyuan, can you give me a break for a few days? I have something urgent to do these days. Can we rest for a few days before going out?"
It's not that Jiang Yulou doesn't want to make money, nor does he want to whet the appetite of customers, nor does he want to engage in hunger marketing, but he really has something on his mind.
Anyway, his fame has gradually spread in Beijing circles, and there are countless people asking for his help in taking photos. There is no need to worry about running out of business. Even if we take a few days off, no one dares to say anything.
As for his business, it was business.
He had been on good terms with Wang Shuo before, and listened to him tell the story of his father's generation breaking into enemy stores. This is a major matter related to his next work, so he cannot afford to be careless.
Li Yuanyuan said regretfully, "Okay, I'll go find you in a few days. You can just be busy with your own affairs these days." "
When the two parted, you could still see her reluctant eyes. It wasn't that she fell in love with Jiang Yulou, she just fell in love with photography and the feeling of being a model.
Especially when the photos come out and you see yourself looking beautiful, that feeling is unparalleled every second.
After bidding farewell to Li Yuanyuan, Jiang Yulou returned to school and found that the people in the dormitory looked at him differently.
Xu Xiangdong said sourly: "Yulu is a very busy man now. Don't just focus on making money and forget about school."
Yu Min also looked worried and said: "Yes, Yulou, school is about to start, so don't forget about business."
"Don't worry, I won't forget to go to school even if I forget something, right?" Jiang Yulou said with a smile.
Wei Guoping paid attention to Jiang Yulou's expression. Seeing that he looked calm, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Look, let me tell you. Yulou knows what he is thinking."
Xu Xiangdong rolled his eyes: "I still have to blame you for this."
Wei Guoping didn't refute this time. Speaking of which, he really blamed him. But he never thought that Jiang Yulou's photography skills were so good.
Jiang Yulou walked up to Wei Guoping with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said to the other two people: "Why do you blame Guoping? Where do you start talking about this? I still want to thank him."
Hearing this, Wei Guoping glanced at him gratefully.
Jiang Yulou clapped his hands and said, "By the way, I'll treat everyone to a nice meal at noon today."
"Long live!"
"Hey, you're welcome to us then."
"Hehe, are you killing the big family? I like it."
It wasn't that Wei Guoping and the others were short of food, but Jiang Yulou's attitude reassured them.
The next day, Jiang Yulou made an appointment with Wang Shuo to meet in a small cafe.
"Shuozi, come on, this way."
Not long after, Wang Shuo entered the cafe and Jiang Yulou greeted him quickly.
Wang Shuo walked to his table, sat back and said with a grin: "Tsk, tsk, Yulou is corrupt, he even asked me to meet in the cafe."
"Thanks to you friends for helping me." Jiang Yulou smiled and said, "I chose this place because it's quiet and I want a good occasion to listen to stories."
Drinking coffee in a cafe these days is really a foreign and luxurious behavior.
Wang Shuo looked at the cafe and saw that there weren't many people there, so he nodded and said, "That's right."
Anyway, even if he had money, he would not be willing to spend this wasted money.
After the two of them ordered a cup of coffee each, Wang Shuo asked: "Yulou, can I ask, why do you want to know the story of my old man's time as a soldier?"
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yulou replied: "I have been worrying about what novel to write recently. When we met and heard my uncle's story that day, I was instantly inspired and wanted to write my uncle's story into a book."
Wang Shuo's eyes widened. He didn't expect to get such an answer.
Can it still be like this?
He has listened to his old man telling stories for so many years, why has he never thought of writing a novel?
Is it possible that the gap between people is so big?
Otherwise, how could others be inspired by his story.
An emotion called admiration took root in his heart.
After staring at Jiang Yulou for a while, Wang Shuo couldn't help but said: "Yulou, aren't you afraid that I will steal your inspiration?"
"Don't be afraid." Jiang Yulou explained: "Even if it is the same story, the same character, but the entry point is different, the whole plot will be very different."
Wang Shuo thought about it and realized that this was really the case, so he nodded and said, "You are right."
Then, he suddenly became extremely serious and said in a low voice: "I heard from my father that during the Anti-Japanese War, a large number of geniuses emerged from our army's telecommunications department. They all had their own characteristics and contributed to our army's performance on the anti-Japanese battlefield and the civil war. He has made great contributions..."
One after another, characters and stories that are either tragic, poignant, or exciting are narrated by Wang Shuo.
Jiang Yulou also maintained a straight posture and took notes carefully. He would only ask questions when he didn't understand something.
Just like this, a record, half a day passed, and Jiang Yulou also filled up a notebook.
Wang Shuo said with emotion: "Yulou, now I understand why your works can be published one after another. With such seriousness, you will succeed sooner or later."
Jiang Yulou laughed and said: "I will accept your compliment. If this work becomes famous in the future and there is a newspaper interview, I will tell you what you said. Just say that I have a buddy named Wang Shuo. It can be seen that I will be very popular in the future."
"You kid, am I going to become famous because of you?" Wang Shuo pointed at him and said helplessly.
After the two left the cafe, they walked toward each other. Jiang Yulou looked at his back and waved goodbye.
"Shuozi is a very good person!"
He patted the notebook in his hand with satisfaction. The coffee he bought today was really worth it.
With the characters and deeds in the notebook, his material library has been greatly expanded. At the same time, he also had an idea of how to write it.
Seeing that it was getting late, he didn't delay and got on the bus back to school.
Back at school, Jiang Yulou bought some food and brought it into the dormitory.
As soon as he entered, he saw three pairs of surprised eyes.
Yu Min asked curiously: "Yulou, why did you come back so early today?"
Could it be that their words had an effect yesterday? Yulou finally started to calm down?
Jiang Yulou said with a smile: "I have been busy these past two days, and I have plans for my new work."
"What? Are you inspired again?" Wei Guoping's eyes lit up and he asked.
Yu Min and Xu Xiangdong also looked at Jiang Yulou curiously. As the most talented person in the dormitory, it is normal for everyone to pay attention to his works.
Especially Yu Min, his eyes flickered and he was struggling fiercely in his heart.
Jiang Yulou didn't hide anything, "Well, it's a novel with a suspense theme."
"hiss!"
Wei Guoping took a breath of cold air.
Short stories, novellas, novels, this division is not unreasonable.
The difficulty increases exponentially with each segment crossed.
Especially novels are so difficult and the plot is so complicated that people without ink in their stomachs can't even edit them.
"It's a novel."
Yu Min's eyes darkened.
Xu Xiangdong glanced at him and wondered: "Why, are you disappointed that it's not poetry?"
"No, no, writing novels is good." Yu Min said quickly.
Xu Xiangdong muttered: "It's weird."
These two people often do this. Jiang Yulou and Xu Xiangdong are used to it and don't take it seriously.
Wei Guoping approached Jiang Yulou and asked, "Yulou, after the novel is written, can you let me read it?"
"No problem, I will ask Guoping to help me straighten things out when the time comes." Jiang Yulou agreed readily.
This kind of request has not stopped since he wrote the book, and he is used to it.
Wei Guoping smiled bitterly and said: "What kind of correction? I don't have that level."
As far as his amateur writing skills are concerned, no one would even consider him published in a newspaper.
"Haha, you are quite self-aware." Xu Xiangdong laughed.
A few people chatted and laughed for a while, and the dormitory was filled with a happy atmosphere.
After laughing, everyone was busy with their own things.
They are usually studying freshman courses. In Min's words, this is called the stupid bird flying first.
Jiang Yulou doesn't have that kind of skill, not because he is conceited, but because he wanted to take photos to make money before, and now he wants to write new works.
Having the material is not enough, he also needs to write an outline.
Without an outline, it is difficult to control the direction and rhythm. In the future, when your writing skills become more proficient, you may be able to try writing without an outline, but it is better not to take risks at this stage.
At this time, Jiang Yulou was considered to be adept at creating, and he was naturally very quick when he had an outline in mind.
The outline was written almost before dinner.
He has read the novels, TV series and even the movie adaptation of "The Conspiracy".
He certainly couldn't reproduce it verbatim, but that didn't have to be the case.
As long as you know the direction of the plot, some details can be filled in with the help of material packages.
It is a true story in itself, and it is not necessarily worse than the original work.
Of course, there are still some more professional terms that need to be added. It doesn't matter, he is now a student of Yan University. The library of Yanda is completely open to students. With the library at your back, what can’t you find?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yulou smiled faintly, took out a new notebook, and wrote the two characters "Conspiracy" on the leather.
