I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 207 The Choice of a New Book
"Father, did Lin Yi escape the danger of the countdown?"

Inside a house in the New Capital District.

The man also told his daughter the finale of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death",

But the finale is really a bit scary. The man thought about it, so he didn't finish the story and omitted it.

"Well, I probably escaped."

The countdown was reset, probably to escape this time...but I don't know the next time.

"Oh……"

The little girl thoughtfully nodded her head in response,

Then she turned her head and looked at her father,

"Then Dad, does this end of the story?"

"Well, yes. This author's story ends here. If you want to hear the next story, you have to wait."

"Well... this story is quite good, but the ending is so fast."

The little girl was still a little bit unsatisfied when she heard it,
The man felt a little ashamed. In order not to scare his daughter, he didn't talk about the last few paragraphs, which affected the reputation of the dog author a bit.

"Then dad, next time, when there is a story about this author, tell me."

The little girl looked up again, looking expectantly at her father.

"Well... But I'm afraid it will take a while."

Men still like to tell stories to their daughters. Seeing their daughters look at him expectantly, there is always a sense of accomplishment.

But the author of the dog has finished this old book, and he will have to wait at least half a month, or a month, to open a new book.

Hey... It's only been more than a month since the dog author's book was updated, and there will be another month between the new books.

"Okay, the story is over, shouldn't it be time for my precious girl to go back to sleep?"

The man said again.

"Ok!"

Although the girl was still a little bit reluctant, she still nodded obediently,

He quickly ran towards the bedroom.

The man smiled, got up again and followed,

After covering her daughter with a quilt, she came out and closed the bedroom door by the way.

In the living room, his wife was still there.

"Sleep?"

"I was still excited just now, and fell asleep not long after touching the bed."

The man laughed and replied.

The wife paused, then asked,

"Isn't the story just finished? It always feels a little bit worse."

"Hmm... There is also a section of the protagonist Lin Yi who was angry and noticed the three people in front of him. There is also a section of news reports and a reset countdown."

"You see."

The man saw that his wife was interested in the final ending of the novel,
He handed the mobile phone in his hand to his wife.

The wife took it and looked down again.

It didn't take long to finish watching it.

After a while of silence, he raised his head and said,

"This final ending is really scary... The more I think about it, the more frightening it becomes. Lin Yi's face seems to be in my mind, and I can't get it off."

"Do you want me to go over and turn on the lights in the bedroom, toilet and house?"

The man couldn't help laughing and said.

His wife gave him a blank look and said nothing.

The man is about to turn around and walk into the bedroom.
After taking two steps, he paused again.
"How about we two go together?"

……

"Boss author, I've finished reading the ending, it's pretty good. After reading it, I can't get enough of it, like maggots on the tarsus bone, lingering in my mind... My mind is full of Lin Yi's crazy and ferocious look... Originally, this novel I have to tell my daughter again, but I didn’t dare to tell her about the ending after seeing the ending... The author is great, can you write a warmer content in the next book. "

This is a new comment in the comment area of ​​"Hour Hand Leaps to Death".

Soon there were replies from other readers below, and it was pushed up.

"Tarsal maggots... This word is really good. I feel like I've been poisoned. As soon as I close my eyes, I always feel that the room is full of people, and they are all bloody. Under the bed, in the cabinet, On the ceiling, behind the curtains, but I live alone."

"Upstairs, that's not good. It's so lively with someone to keep you from being lonely #笑."

"Tenderness? I didn't say it. I don't think it's possible. Which book have you read about the dog's author's warmth... Shepherd boy Xunxian? It seems very tender. Even when I see the old cow leave, I still feel uncomfortable. By the way, The anime adaptation of "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals" has already been released on the PV, and it is said that it will start broadcasting soon, have you watched it?"

The comment section is very lively.

After the system upgrade, I was happy for a while, and Ji Zhuo, who had calmed down again,

Also look at the comment section of "Hour Hand".

"Warmth?"

"Maybe it's also the direction of a new book."

If he still intends to use the "ABC" vest,
This time, he almost had to write two books in a row, one light and one dark.

But I'm afraid the matter of the new book will have to be put on hold for a while at least.
He has to think carefully about what to write. Although the serious theme "Seven Sins" last time was overwhelmed by the system for a month,

But it still failed after two months.

The general direction of serious subjects is right, and the system seems to support his writing.

But it's not enough to just have serious themes.

Ji Zhuo didn't know what to write...it felt dangerous to write anything.

Is it possible to really write about sports... and also write serious works about sports, the struggle of a table tennis player?

It feels boring... The system goal is set so high, I just want him to open up and write.

He has never written sports essays, and the professionalism of sports essays makes it difficult for him to start.

Anyway, Ji Zhuo's favorite sports...does video games count?

Then what kind?
Supernatural, science fiction, games, fantasy fairy tales, two-dimensional... these are some types of online novels,
There are also mysteries, fairy tales, myths, seriousness... this is the genre of published fiction.

This reader mentioned a tender novel,
It's also a good suggestion.

Except for "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals", Ji Zhuo has not written any more heartwarming works.

Maybe it would be nice to write a novel with a little more warmth.

Hmm... the kind of story where a disabled mute picks up a little girl in the snow and gets redeemed, it should be considered tender.

Thinking about it, Ji Zhuo casually reached out and flipped through some of the replies under the comment he saw just now.
"You talk about tender novels, be careful when the dog author really writes a 'warm' work for you, I'm afraid that the kind of warmth is not what you want."

"... woo woo woo, I hope the author of the dog can write another fairy tale. I still can't put down the volume of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for the Fairy". I have to read it from time to time. Every time I read it, I feel very peaceful."

"Xianxia...Xianxia! It's been a long time since a dog author has written a novel about Xianxia! I, Xianxia, ​​can't live without a name!"

"Guess what the dog author will write about #funny"

"I guess I can't."

Some of the comments below gradually became sand sculpture netizens,

Ji Zhuo glanced at it and then slipped away.

By the way, I opened the penguin chat and took a look.

Today's readership is very lively,

It's New Year's Eve... Well, to be precise, it's the Lantern Festival.

The book is finished, and the readers are very happy to see the finale.

But thinking about waiting until the next book by the author of the dog, it will take at least half a month to feel uncomfortable again.

"Grass growing in the canyon: the end of Sahua #流花#流花."

"Zeng Canghai: I thought I would be very happy after reading it, but I didn't expect it to bring more emptiness. Whenever I finish reading a novel, my heart that was originally filled with the stories in the novel seems to be suddenly emptied... Sigh .jpg
Grass in the canyon: Close the book, the light is on, it’s tough, why don’t you turn off the bedroom light, close your eyes, and the bloody Linyi will appear in your mind again, helping you fill your "emptiness"

Zeng Canghai: Don't!Don't, shit, shut up!The impression I had just faded a little bit has been brought back to you again!

Grass in the canyon: Heh.

Xiaoxiaohao: I would like to ask you something. Tell me, after this book is finished, what do you think the dog author will write in his new book?
The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Here we come, here we come, every time there is a quiz session on the new book type of the enduring dog author.

Zeng Canghai: I don't guess!

Xiaoxiao: Then what do you want the dog author to write? "

After Ji Zhuo's message was sent, Yun Qingmu quickly replied a message in the group.

"30 per second: science fiction science fiction!
Zeng Canghai: It seems that if we hope, the dog writer can write according to our requirements.

Zeng Canghai: I want to watch martial arts... Although martial arts has been eliminated, I can still recall the feeling when I read martial arts novels when I was a child.

The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Watching martial arts as a child?How old are you, Cang Hai?If you want the dog author to write something, don't expect the dog author to write a funny novel to read... I just want to see the dog author write this kind of work that doesn't match the style of painting.

Grass in the canyon: You guys are so enthusiastic about what you say, so let me tell you, I want to watch military themes... Of course, military themes about fighting aliens in science fiction are also fine, I think the author's ability to write this kind of The magnificent scene must be spectacular..."

This group of sand sculpture readers have a lot of strange ideas.

Ji Zhuo read it from top to bottom.Let's keep these themes for now,
Although most of them tend to be unpopular... After all, they are all old readers of the dog author,

I'm used to the dog author's biased style in choosing themes.

But Ji Zhuo himself doesn't know what subject to write for the time being.

Ji Zhuo thought, watching the readers continue to continue the topic, and it didn't take long for the topic to go off track again.

Just slipped away silently.

Open the sand sculpture author group and take a look.

Coincidentally, an author was chatting with him.

"The new book has been opened: Clumsy and Extraordinary Boss. This book must have broken the record. Just looking at the number of fans under the book, a simple calculation is scary.

Octopus: At least a dozen or 20, right?

Squid: It should be more than that.

Half fluttering but not fluttering: Damn, the giant is surprised.

The new book has been opened: Fuck... +1
Squid: Stop, don't repeat it.

Half fluttering: Oh... Tell me, if I follow the trend of the big guys and write a horror novel right now, can I make some money.

The new book has been opened: Yes, I have already followed suit and made crazy money!

Octopus: Don't!Don't go, they are all liars!I'm all flustered.

Squid: Well... As a reader who is also a clumsy and uncommon boss, my suggestion is that if you follow the trend of the big boss, if the quality is good, you should be able to earn a small amount of money, but it feels impossible to earn much.

Cuttlefish: The clumsy and uncommon boss who wrote this book ordered such a high rating. The main reason is that the boss himself is good, not the subject matter... Now the subject matter has become popular, but there must be many authors following suit.

Octopus: The boss said the boss, the boss is humble.

Squid: No modesty. I wrote this science fiction novel after considering the opinion of the boss. Sure enough, the opinion of the boss is correct, and the grade of my book is not bad. "

My opinion?Science fiction?
Ji Zhuo thought for a while before he remembered this matter.

Wasn't that a long time ago?Squid hasn't finished his sci-fi novel yet?
But thinking of the conversation at that time, Ji Zhuo felt a little numb again.
He gave Hammer his opinion, but he didn't say anything.

numb.

glanced,
Without showing his head, Ji Zhuo slipped away again.

……

"Editor-in-Chief Qian of Huating Publishing: Mr. Bugong, that old guy and I have already discussed, or our two publishing houses will publish your new work "Hour Hand" together."

"Editor-in-Chief Tao of Magic Capital Publishing: Mr. Ji, I discussed it with Lao Qian, and he still insists on getting involved, so our two publishing houses will publish it together..."

When "Hour Hand" had just finished, the editors-in-chief of the two publishing houses contacted him as usual.

The words are almost the same as when "Night Tour Fengdu City" was published last time,
Ji Zhuo let them discuss it by themselves.

At this moment, Ji Zhuo looked at the two people who sent them, and they all replied in the same way.

After thinking about it, I pulled these two people into a group.

"Clumsy and uncommon: Then I will trouble the two editor-in-chiefs, and I will send you the original manuscript of "Hour Hand".

Editor-in-Chief Tao: Mr. Ji is very polite.

Editor-in-Chief Qian: You are welcome, Mr. Bugong.

Editor-in-Chief Tao: Knowing that Mr. Ji’s surname is Ji, why do you call him unemployed? Is this respect?

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Why don’t you respect it? There’s nothing wrong with the editor calling the author’s pen name. Mr. Bugong used this pen name when he submitted the manuscript for “The Caged Bird”. This pen name is the fate between Mr. Bugong and our publishing house.

Editor-in-Chief Qian: I think you are just an ugly person making troubles! "

Seeing the two people arguing, Ji Zhuo was already thinking whether he should disband the group he just created.

Organized the manuscript of "Hour Hand",
Ji Zhuo sent the document to the two of them, and didn't care about the bickering two people anymore.

Then, there was a message just received,
Ji Zhuo watched,

There was some silence.

"Carol: Mr. A, the German, French, and Russian versions of "The Seven Sins" have been translated and are ready to be released at the originally scheduled release time.

Carol: Mr. A, your Chinese version... I am not urging you, Mr. A. Good works and good translations need to be polished, we understand.Just wanted to ask you, do we need to change the release time of the Chinese version? "

Facing this news, Ji Zhuo was a little silent.

"Clumsy and uncommon:..."

"Clumsy and uncommon: No, I will send you the manuscript before then."

"Carol: Okay, thank you, Mr. A. Sorry for your trouble."

Ji Zhuo raised his head and looked at the unfinished "Seven Sins" in the living room.
It feels like the joy of just upgrading doesn't seem to be so happy anymore.

All right,

Ji Zhuo's new book must be temporarily put on hold.

At least until the Chinese version of "Seven Sins" is finished, he will definitely not be able to open a new book.

It's not his fault, Ji Zhuo has no place to be lazy even if he wants to.

Raising his head, Ji Zhuo looked at the sky outside,

It's still early, and there's still some time before midnight,

Then...

Ji Zhuo entered the study.

In the study, the sound of keyboard tapping sounded again.

"Crackling..."

……

In the next few days, Ji Zhuo's daily life became regular and fulfilling again.

Write the Chinese version of "Seven Sins".

Although it is a translation, except for the plot, the sentences are basically rewritten.

Moreover, Ji Zhuo has to pay attention to the habit of using words deliberately, lest someone find clues about his vest from the translation of "Seven Sins".

He never doubted the seriousness of some Sand Sculpture readers, especially after seeing that Goup was able to compare his word habits and writing habits and find out his new book.

So Ji Zhuo took some time to write, so he could only allocate more time in a day to write the Chinese version of "Seven Sins".

In addition, after dinner at night, more than 1000 copies of "Seven Sins" were signed.

Fortunately, there were not many left to sign, and Ji Zhuo spent a few days before signing.

Halfway through, the two chief editors of Huating Publishing House and Modu Publishing House wanted Ji Zhuo to sign the new book "Hour Hand Leaps to Death".

Let Ji Zhuo 'tactfully' refuse!

let them wait...

In addition, Ji Zhuo occasionally responded to Xia Yun Qingmu and some people in Bimo who were concerned about his upcoming new book.

No one keeps asking...unless it's a new book by a dog author.

To this humble reply,
Naturally, it is a unified and standard reply,
"I'm writing, I'm writing."

"Come on, come on..."

In this way, it took more than a week of fulfilling days before Ji Zhuo finished the unfinished part of the Chinese version of "Seven Sins".

(End of this chapter)