Chapter 94: Still King Xue, worthy of Gu Yongsheng(1/2)
Only by deeply studying love can you describe love, just as only by learning a language can you speak it.
This is a very simple truth. In the eyes of readers, the root cause of Gu Yongsheng's novels is that they have a one-sided understanding of love or even no understanding at all.
"Lian Nishang only let Umetum be flashy when she was 100 years old. So what is the fifty or sixty years in between? I would rather not see the author's ending."
"Why did Ling Weifeng tell his identity before he died? Is it to make Liu Yufang more painful? Is it to make the plot appear more tragic? The author wants to write a mentality of **. We understand, but we can't deviate from the character. Isn't Ling Weifeng a hero? Isn't it the divine light in the sky? Isn't it a giant tolerate it? Why choose the most inappropriate time to tell the truth?"
"A Qing in "The Sword of Yue Girl", A Xiu in "The White Horse Roaring the West Wind", Lian Nishang in "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", Liu Yufang in "The Seven Swords" and the future XX, Gu Yongsheng, you are sorry for these women."
"Is the author a girl who has been hurt before, so he insists on not allowing the characters in the book to be happy?"
"There are many depressing things in reality. We just want to read novels to relax and relieve our emotions. As a result, the author makes us even more depressed. We don't want any big principles or any tragedy that directly reaches people's hearts. We have to be happy."
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Unexpectedly, after reading the novel, everyone showed a strong rebound in both the ending of the male and female protagonists of this book and the ending of the previous "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch".
"Two tragedies happen in a book. Is this the rhythm that challenges the readers' bottom line?"
There are voices of opposition, and there are voices of opposition. This is the law of the entire world, or the entire universe. Because there has never been a product. It can make everyone cheer in unison. The so-called "the number of praise that can withstand is the amount of abuse that has to endure.
People who support the Seven Swords explain the novel from the aspects of human hearts, morality, times, etc. They believe that the disagreement between Ling Weifeng and Liu Yufang is precisely the point in people's hearts that is least worthy of being told by outsiders. The self-admiration of self-harm and the moral satisfaction of enduring tears in the past are all potential factors that cause the tragedy of the two. From this point of view, the author's insight into the human heart is very subtle and profound.
As for Han Zhibang's great choice to sacrifice his life for justice and sacrifice his ego, it is the most touching part of the whole story and the most eye-catching sublimation of this article.
Faced with these discussions and controversies, Qianhong let the people not respond according to conventions, and the same sentence is still the same. Literary works are not afraid of controversy, and hundreds of schools of thought contend. Qianhong.
Not responding does not mean no attitude. In fact, Qianhong took advantage of this discussion and pushed "The Duck Sword" hard.
"Are you still silent in your love of white hair? Are you still sad for the white horse girl? Are you still obsessed with Yue girl A Qing? Are you hurt by the center of the seven swords in the Tianshan Mountains again? Don't be sad, don't hate, model worker Gu Yongsheng's new work "The Duck Sword" is on New Year's Day, and it's coming. Hilarious, this time, you will have a stomach cramp! "
As soon as this street stall advertisement came out, it immediately attracted countless complaints.
"When did Qianhong become a sold fake medicine at midnight? Or did it add the promising sales channel of Tianqiao Street Stall?"
"Yuanyang Dagger? Is this name the name of Gu Yongsheng's new book? Can it be more rustic?"
"Is Gu Yongsheng going to write comedy? Can Gu Yongsheng write comedy?"
These ridicule are more kind and bright. Other heart-wrenching remarks are serious and heartbreaking, making people sigh when they read them.
"Gu Yongsheng eventually lost to public opinion and failed to stick to himself. It is important to know that an author who started to follow the vulgarity and wrote books according to readers' preferences has already entered a dead end and walked downhill. It is a pity, a disappointment, and will never waste a dime to buy your book again."
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Liu Jingting has no time to follow these discussions online for the time being. He first called Yao, editor-in-chief of "Children's Literature" and accepted the invitation from Qiao Keli's parents. The time was temporarily set for the New Year's Day holiday a week later, because he was going to attend Yi Shui'an's wedding on New Year's Day, which was just the way.
To be honest, Liu Jingting is not willing to meet readers or parents as an author, but he vaguely remembers that girl Qiao Keli, the girl who is clearly loved by her parents but is still lonely.
And now, he needs to wait for another girl - to celebrate Christmas together.
The young couples on campus like various festivals the most, especially Christmas and Valentine's Day. Opportunistic businessmen are even more crazy about twelve Valentine's Days a year.
January 14, Diary Valentine's Day, February 14, Traditional genuine Valentine's Day, March 14, White Valentine's Day, April 14, Black Valentine's Day...
If you look carefully, you will find that these Valentine's Days have a common feature - giving gifts, which include all kinds of gifts!
Therefore, these festivals can actually be collectively called "gift festivals".
The Christmas gift Liu Jingting gave to Mi Hu was Yi Shui'an's new book "Half-Piece Lotus". The two-person event arranged was uninnovative, eating hot pot and watching movies.
"If you fail this exam, you will blame you."
Mihu walked out of the examination room and immediately complained after seeing Liu Jingting.
Liu Jingting looked at her and asked, "Did you stay up late last night to read a book?"
"No, so I kept thinking about it during the exam."
Liu Jingting stared at her and didn't say anything. Mi Hu felt a little uncomfortable and admitted, "I just read two chapters."
Liu Jingting's eyes became sharper and he still didn't say anything. Mi Hu said with a stern look: "Ok, OK, I admit that I couldn't help it, I saw half of it."
Liu Jingting let out a sarcastic "um" and his eyes were like torches, as if they could penetrate everything.
Mi Hu suddenly smiled and walked forward to hold Liu Jingting's arm, tilted his head, pretended to be cute, and asked, "What movie should we go to watch tonight?"
“Dean of Teaching.”
"Hmm? Is there this movie?"
“The director of teaching is ahead.”
Mi Hu was shocked, and pulled out his arm without any effort, looked forward in panic, and saw students walking towards the cafeteria together.
"Liu, Jing, Ting..."
Mi Hu stared at Liu Jingting with his fire-breathing eyes. Liu Jingting's face did not change. He didn't look at the angry girl, and walked forward, as if he was worried and as deep as the sea.
Pretending to be deep is a wonderful way to deal with girls. You can just say nothing and be worried all day. If she asks, just shake her head and say it's okay, or deliberately pretend to smile at her with relief, so that she will be as obedient as a sheep all day.
At this time, "Sheep" Mihu followed behind Liu Jingting and began to apologize: "Okay, I admit that I have finished reading, but I read it very quickly and didn't even overnight. I'm a quick reading, do you know how to read it?"
Liu Jingting walked forward silently.
"Today is Christmas. Don't look like this. Am I wrong, okay?"
Liu Jingting stopped suddenly and said indifferently: "It's my fault."
"No, no, no, no, it's all my fault. I have poor self-control, I can't tell the difference between the primary and the secondary, it's me..."
Liu Jingting finally turned his head to look at her again. Mi Hu shut up and then flattered her mouth, pretending to be cute and aggrieved.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Liu Jingting stretched out his right hand coldly and spread his palm. Mihu was startled, but looking at the boy with a dark cloud, after struggling for a while, he said timidly: "Is it OK tonight?"
Liu Jingting did not answer or stop.
Mi Hu looked around and held up his white and tender hand that had been marked with a few strokes of water. Liu Jingting held it calmly and unquestionably.
On Christmas, December 25, Liu Jingting and Mihu held hands successfully.
They are taken for granted, they are as close as honey, and they are... sneaky.
"Can I ask you a question?"
After a period of embarrassing silence, Mihu suddenly said a line from the eight o'clock TV series.
Liu Jingting had a ghost in his heart and reacted extremely quickly, saying, "I'll ask you a question first."
"You ask."
After pondering for a few seconds, Liu Jingting asked seriously: "If your dad and I fall into the river at the same time, which one do you want to save first?"
"Liu! Jing! Ting!"
Mihu transformed into a Fire Dragon again.
"Thank you, I really didn't expect you to answer so loudly. I was very moved, but I won't make you so embarrassed. I can learn to swim."
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"This time we will make a limited edition of 9999. The content is not bad, but some other gifts are played back, such as my handwritten letters, posters, postcards and creative notes. The prices are naturally higher, so it is not particularly recommended for students to buy them. This is actually for readers who like to collect them."
Xue Muliang, sitting in the studio of "Exclusive Interview", was full of glamorous expression, and his speech was always calm and his speech was full of confidence.
The host smiled meaningfully and continued to ask: "But, according to statistics, 80% of your readers are students. What level will the price of this limited edition be at?"
"Although the price is high, the things inside are absolutely worth it. I won't say that readers are forced to buy it, because there is no difference in the novel content. Readers who just want to read books will buy the regular version. There is no problem. In addition, we have also done statistics. My readership group is not only students, but also some industry elites and urban white-collar workers. They have this purchasing ability. I can tell you one thing. The limited edition has been sold in less than ten hours after the pre-order is launched. More than 200 sets have been sold."
"This number is still amazing. I can buy a book with a thousand yuan. At least I dare not think about it. Then I just read the trailer that said that the first print of your book is 2 million copies, which reminds me of the recently rising author named Gu Yongsheng. It seems that which book he had broken the sales record you maintained before?"
Xue Muliang's face did not change and nodded.
"What do you think of this challenger? Have you read his book?"
"In fact, there are no challenges or challenges. At present, the development of our country's publishing industry is still very backward. Because it is backward, it has great potential. This is a big cake. Newcomers always need to come in, just like when I debuted, I have to break several sales records every year."
"Well, have you read his book?" the host asked insidiously.
"I've read it," Xue Muliang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly covered it with a smile. "In addition to being an author, I am also a publisher. I have about two hours every day to read the latest popular best-selling books on the market, regardless of category. Regardless of author, as long as it is popular and best-selling, I will involve it."
“Keep sensitive.”
"right."
"Wouldn't that be very hard? Every day, in addition to writing, handling company affairs, receiving notices, and reading."
"This is nothing I can do. Since you want to do the best in the industry and make progress every day, you have to work harder than others. The key is that I like to do these things myself and will not feel tired."
“Success is not easy.”
"That's right. You see, everyone scolds me on the Internet, saying that the values in my books are wrong, saying that I like famous brands to show off my wealth, but no one pays attention to why I can reach this point today. I have no background. I came to Jianghai alone, a city like a monster, with my pen in my hand, and wrote to this day bit by bit. They can understand, but they can't, and they just curse and can't stand it. After all, they are still jealous. It's because they can't do this themselves and feel unbalanced."
"Then will you be influenced by these remarks?"
"At the beginning, I didn't care at all now. Look at my micro blog. More than half of them are scolding me. I'm too lazy to delete it because I'm Xue Muliang. I'm sitting here and enjoying the spotlight, so I have to bear this."
The host nodded, seized this excellent opportunity, turned to look at the camera, and concluded: "In this world, there is no success that is lucky. The greater the success you want, you have to put in a lot of effort. This is the same-volume exchange."
In the following interview, Xue Muliang's old opponent Han Shuo inevitably mentioned, but Xue Muliang performed a little disdain this time.
"My first print is 2 million copies, and as far as I know, his first print is 700,000, and there is no comparison."
To be continued...