After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 329 I Will Change Chapters

"Half city smoke and sand? It's easy to explain! But half is the smoke and sand of war, and half is the smoke and sand in the heart!"

Chen Tianhong casually replied to his roommate, explaining the origin of the lyrics is a bit troublesome.

Everything starts with a game, but unfortunately, this world doesn't have this game, so he won't focus on explaining it.

Chen Tianhong himself thought the song was good, although it was still not as good as what Xu Song sang in his previous life, but it was just his own opinion. After all, people have preconceived ideas. For Gao Wanfeng and the others, it was a lingering sound.

"Come on, you're pretending again, that's all, that's all, you wrote the words, you are qualified."

"I said, Lao Gao, are you stupid? This song is obviously written about Murong Fu, and the struggle history of his Murong family!"

Ximen Xue wanted to say something to Chen Tianhong, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a reason. The novel was written by someone else, the script was adapted by someone else, the lyrics were written by someone else, what's wrong with him pretending?
So in the end he had no choice but to take his roommate Gao Wanfeng into surgery.

"I'm going to fuck you, it's clearly about Qiao Feng and A'Zhu, okay, it's about the regrets of my hero Xiao!"

"Look at the first sentence, this love is like a paper kite with a broken string, and the sad ending left the thread in your hand. It obviously refers to the love between Qiao Feng and A'Zhu. This kind of hatred is like a circle. He wanted to avenge the murder of his father, to complete This long-cherished wish has killed many people, and the descendants of those people seek revenge from him, so there is no end to retribution.

In the end, he decided to go back to the field, put down his armor, let go of his hatred, and stop a war for the country and the people, so as to avoid the loss of life and become a great hero. An account of their love. "

Gao Wanfeng, who has never been good at analysis, began to talk about the plot, and he understood it with reasons.

"Hey, hearing what you said, I think Murong Fu is more suitable. We should look at the background of "Dragon Babu" from his perspective. The era of Liao, Dali, Song, Xixia, and Tubo is like the lyrics in the lyrics. Yansha is like a pack of heroes competing for the throne, and the enmity between the protagonists in Tianlong is in the final analysis all caused by Murong Fu's father's false news of Yanmen Pass.

Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, how much blood will I have to pay?" It means that Murong Fu has been running around to revive Dayan, so what if it is right or evil?
The rise and fall of that country is not built on the bones of the dead?The lyrics describe it very aptly.

Also, I don't think Murong Fu doesn't like his cousin Wang Yuyan. May I ask which man doesn't love fairies?But for the great cause of restoring the country, how can we take care of the love of our children?

Those who make big things don't stick to small details, they are willing to give up, and only if they are willing can they gain.

Even if Nanke Yimeng ended in failure, I think the novel is not the final ending, and the description in the lyrics is his final destination.

The picture should be like this, in the battle for the restoration of the country, Murong Fu faced the old city of Beiyan, and fought until the last soldier.

Remnant rider with cracked armor, blood shining, paving the red horizon, in the wind and sand, he rode alone, fighting hard to the end, at the last moment of his life, he looked towards the old city, his expression contained helplessness, relief, relaxation, and apology , reluctance
Murong Fu finally closed his eyes, but his soul has turned into a swallow, flying into the sky, flying towards the direction of Yanziwu in the south of the Yangtze River, where it is early spring, peach blossoms are blooming, and spring is full of vigor.

There was a beautiful woman lying on the bed waiting for something, when suddenly a swallow with a flower in its mouth landed beside her, and when she looked intently, it was not the swallow, but the person she liked, who was so famous in the Jianghu? The famous Nan Murong, who is the handsome young man from the south of the Yangtze River?
Alas, reincarnated Yan, return the old couch, and bring February flowers for you."

Ximenxue shook her head, talked a lot, and finally sang something decently.

His performance surprised all three of them. Gao Wanfeng stared, wanting to argue a few more words, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Ximenxue's analysis made some sense.

When Chen Tianhong listened to it again, he silently clicked and paused the video, not to mention whether it was right or not, but the picture Ximenxue drew at the end was quite interesting.

As for Yu Zhijie, he was astonished as he was, he was still very principled, and after listening to "Smoke and Sand in Half a City", he also had his own ideas.

"Well, what you said is too one-sided. It doesn't refer to a certain character or a certain love in the novel. It corresponds to the entire Jianghu in Tianlong, the children in the entire Jianghu, and our Chinese martial arts culture.
Half a city of smoke and sand, gold and iron horses, what a good word, what a good tune, the words go to the bone, the song goes to the heart, the emotion goes to the marrow, the sound goes to the soul, how many martial arts people's heroism and helplessness are sung, and how many sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have been exhausted His chivalrous tenderness, you can hear how many rivers and lakes life in Tianlong"

I don't know if the lyrics went to Yu Zhijie's heart, or the song went to his heart, or both, Yu Zhijie began to lose his temper as he spoke.

In the 404 dormitory, apart from Chen Tianhong, Gao Wanfeng and Ximenxue were not as good as him in terms of literary skills, so although his words were few, they were the most incisive, which made Chen Tianhong nod repeatedly.

However, the three people talked about three levels, and no one could convince anyone, and no one could refute anyone, so the final decision-making power was transferred back to Chen Tianhong, who made him the lyricist of "Half City Smoke and Sand".

"Ahem. Well, I think what you said makes sense."

Chen Tianhong turned on the mud mode.

"Tianhong!"

The three were dissatisfied, this answer was too coping.

"No, I really think what you said is quite reasonable. When I wrote this lyrics, I have considered all aspects of what you said, and not only what you said."

Chen Tianhong said with a serious face.

"What? There are other aspects, come on, hurry up and talk about it."

"Well, let's watch the feature film first, and then talk about it when we have time."

Chen Tianhong smiled embarrassingly, he lost his temper just now, he stopped continuing this topic, moved the mouse again and pressed the play button.

Immediately, the "clang clang" of swords colliding sounded, bringing Gao Wanfeng and the three of them back to the computer screen.

The scene in the screen is familiar to anyone who has read the novel "Eight Parts of the Sky". It is the disciples of the Wuliang Sword School and the Eastern and Western Schools who are competing in martial arts. In the end, the dissatisfied leaders of the two sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect were attracted, and Zhong Ling was drawn out, which officially opened the plot of Tianlong.
In the next 10 minutes, Chen Tianhong and the others were not heard in the 404 dormitory, only the voices in the TV series, and their performance undoubtedly proved that the TV series was shot well, after all, they were all immersed in it.

After the first episode was finished, Chen Tianhong immediately clicked on the second episode. There was no pause during the period, and then there was another 10 minutes of silence until the second episode was also finished. When he was about to start the third episode, Ximen Xue As if suddenly remembering something, he slapped his forehead violently.

"Tianhong, you wait first."

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Ximen Xue didn't bother to reply, she ran to her cabinet, took out various snacks and fruits from it, and ran back with her arms in her arms.

"Watching a good TV series requires a sense of ritual! It's okay if you don't have something in your mouth, but unfortunately there is no popcorn and fat house happy water, let's make do with it first, come, everyone eat, you are welcome, Tianhong, you continue. "

Ximenxue put the snacks and fruits next to the computer, first opened a large bag of melon seeds, and then peeled a banana.

"Hehe, you have a lot of shit, do you need to turn off the lights too! What's wrong, it's wasting my time. Well, this bear biscuit is quite delicious."

Gao Wanfeng groaned twice, but his hands and mouth were very honest.

"Ximen is right, life does need a sense of ritual, but just turn off the lights!"

Chen Tianhong said something with a smile, and clicked to open the third episode.

In fact, since Chen Tianhong had watched N+ classic "Dragon Babu" TV series in his previous life, logically speaking, this one should not be very attractive to him.

Naihe's filming is really good. Liu Jianjun not only borrowed from the experience of his previous life in the script, but also added a new understanding, and the special effects technology in this world is much better, and he is willing to spend money in post-production, so he created this " "Dragon Babu" is enough to become a classic in every aspect.

As for the classic TV series, Chen Tianhong would naturally watch them with gusto, so the four of them watched one episode after another, without even a second of fast-forwarding, until they saw the lights in the dormitory go off automatically.

"Damn it, I blinded my titanium eyes. The school is too much. I'm already in my sophomore year. Why do I have to force the lights to be turned off? The nightlife has just begun, and you tell me it's over?"

After the lights were turned off, the brightness of the computer screen instantly became dazzling, and Ximenxue yelled loudly.

Kyoto University, like other colleges and universities, will forcefully turn off the lights at 11:30 pm in the dormitory management, so as to urge students to go to bed on time.

"Be content, it's just turning off the lights, not cutting off the electricity."

Yu Zhijie was very calm, he got up and walked to his cabinet, took out the small desk lamp he used to read from inside, and took out a big bag of oranges.

"Zhijie, you're done! Still taking oranges? If you do this again, stop watching."

Chen Tianhong is upset, why not, didn't he just take advantage of you once!As for holding on to it!

"Uh, no, I bought it the day before yesterday, and I haven't eaten it all the time. I'm afraid it will go bad."

Yu Zhijie explained honestly that he really didn't mean that.

"Let's put it aside, we'll talk about it tomorrow, eating oranges in the middle of the night and getting angry, it's not good, Tianhong, don't be in a daze! Hurry up for the next episode."

Gao Wanfeng was not interested in eating oranges either, so he touched Chen Tianhong with his arm to signal him to continue playing.

This time, Chen Tianhong didn't play the next episode right away, he picked the middle one, and manually pulled up the progress bar, fast-forwarding to watch it.

Gao Wanfeng and the others were confused by this operation. What does this mean?
"Wait a minute, I almost forgot about the business. I'll see if there's any crotch in the middle of the plot and the final ending. If the quality can be maintained as before, I can safely find someone to help promote it."

Chen Tianhong explained, and clicked on another episode, also speeding up the progress bar.

Gao Wanfeng and the others didn't say anything about it. It doesn't matter if you watch the TV series earlier or later, the most important thing is what Chen Tianhong said.

It didn't take too long. After seven or eight minutes, Chen Tianhong briefly passed the follow-up episodes, and there was no anticlimactic, top-heavy situation, so he felt relieved.

"Look first, I'll make a call."

Chen Tianhong readjusted the number of episodes to the one just now, then picked up his phone, intending to use his network power to promote the TV series "Dragon Ba Bu".

"Tianhong, it's already eleven o'clock, isn't it a little bad for you to call someone now!"

Yu Zhijie reminded me.

After thinking about it, Chen Tianhong thought that what Yu Zhijie said was reasonable, and it was not bad for the night, so he sat down again, but he didn't put down his mobile phone, it was difficult to make calls, and there were other channels.

This world also has media platforms similar to Weibo in the previous life, and what Chen Tianhong has to do is to post news about the TV series "Tian Long Ba Bu" on these platforms.

Then he logged into the TT account again, posted news in various fan groups, and called on his fans to pay attention and support.

These are only Chen Tianhong's personal energies, and he also needs to use his own circle to mobilize the relationship with friends around him.

Because it's already midnight, it's not suitable to find someone directly at this point, but there is a circle that is very suitable, and that is the Internet circle.

As we all know, in terms of people who like to work at night most in all walks of life, online writers must be in the forefront, whether they are part-time or full-time.

Of course, they not only code at night, but also like to hang out at night, such as discussing with each other about writing experience, chatting about gossip in the Internet literary world, telling some jokes to relieve boredom, etc.

Since Chen Tianhong won the "King of Internet Literature", he was also drawn into a group of the Internet Literature Association. Everyone in the group is a great writer in the Internet literature industry.

After opening this group, Chen Tianhong saw many web writers chatting, smiled, edited a message and threw it into the group.

[Hongwen]: "Good evening, teachers. Excuse me. You should know that the TV series adapted from my martial arts novel "Tian Long Ba Bu" will be released on October [-]st, so I would like to ask everyone to recommend and promote it. Of course , I won’t let everyone help in vain, I will exchange chapters for chapters! (with a mischievous expression), thank you!"

[Natural Disaster Doomsday]: Hello, Mr. Hongwen, I also like "Tian Long Ba Bu" very much. It's nothing to help me. I'll post a single chapter later. If it's convenient for you, you can also push my book. Yes, "My Life on a Fairy Road".

[There is a bandit gentleman]: No problem, you are the pride of our online literary circle, and I absolutely support you if I can. Don’t worry, I will not only make a single chapter recommendation, but also help promote it on my social platform, and it will be stable. "Hunting Notes"

[Sun-like man]: Small things, small things, we are all a family, we should help each other, if you say thank you, you will see yourself outside. "Proud Sky"

[Haoyue Jinge]: Those of you upstairs are really hypocritical, you don’t need to say anything, and each one is faster than the other when posting the title of the work, hehe, I’m not like you, Mr. Hongwen, I’ll open a chapter right away, but You have to keep your word!I am very envious of your chapter push for a long time! "Doomsday Shelter"

[Mr. Jinyu]: Mr. Hongwen, the single chapter tweet has been released. I just checked it on your social platform, and the message you sent has been reposted. Hehe, "I'm really not a paladin", sorry.

[At the end of the wind and rain] Wow, you are so fast, I will go right away, "The Strongest King in History"

After Chen Tianhong sent the message, the writers in the group responded one after another, and even those who usually dive came out to bubble up. I don’t know if they are sincerely helping, but they are really greedy for Chen Tianhong’s Zhang Tui!

With his current reputation in the Internet literature world, his chapter push effect is no less than a big recommendation, and he even added a "supreme".

When Chen Tianhong originally wanted to count the works of helping writers, but the news kept coming and going, his eyes were dazzled, and finally he threw a thank you in the group, and closed his phone to watch TV dramas.

As for statistical works, let's talk about it when I wake up tomorrow, anyway, the news will be automatically saved.

(End of this chapter)