I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 209

"... Mr. Ji is really humorous."

"Mr. Ji's angle of consideration is indeed very constructive and inspiring. I think it will bring a lot of thinking to many writer friends who are just starting to create."

The interview continued under these circumstances,
Ji Zhuo felt more and more tired, but for the sake of etiquette, he still kept smiling.

"What is Mr. Ji's opinion on the current network creation environment?"

After a pause, reporter Xu asked again.

This is a very serious question, Ji Zhuo paused and replied,

"pretty good."

"Hmm... I originally thought that Mr. Ji, who prefers to create some published works, may prefer a slower-paced creative environment."

"In fact, I also read the fast-paced novels you mentioned. After a tiring day, the novels you want to read may be more of a pastime, and a relaxation for your body and mind, rather than a need for others. Have some deep meaning or bring some reflection."

"Mr. Ji also reads? What Mr. Ji said is true. After a tiring day at work, I also prefer to read some novels that are relaxing and do not require too much thought. On the contrary, some classics on the bookshelf are difficult to read. Read on... But Mr. Ji, I can still read your works, even when I am tired."

"Thank you. That's why I said that the creative environment is very good. It can accommodate some fast-paced works and the unorthodox themes I have created. As for what readers like to watch, let them choose. gone."

"Thank you Mr. Ji for your answer. Mr. Ji's answer is refreshing and has new thinking."

"Then the last question is about your new book, Mr. Ji. I am also reading your work, and know that your latest novel "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" has been serialized, so I also want to care about your new book .I believe that many of your readers are also very concerned about what the subject matter of your new book will be and when it will be released."

In the study, sitting opposite each other, Ji Zhuo looked at the female reporter who was asking questions,
fell silent,

Why does it feel like going around and around, and the problem comes back again.

He wanted to care about when his new book would be released...he also wanted to know.

"Reporter Xu, what subject do you prefer?"

"I prefer works like "The Shepherd Boy Searching for the Immortals". The story has the most wonderful fantasy, just like the wonderful imagination of a child, it looks healing and calming."

"...It seems that Mr. Ji wants to keep the subject of the new book a secret for the time being, so let's keep the readers in suspense for the time being."

"Mr. Ji, that's the end of our interview. Would you like to listen to the recording of the interview just now?"

"no need."

"Then thank you again, Mr. Ji, for accepting our interview. Finally, can you take a photo of you, Mr. Ji?"

"Row."

"Here it is, in the study where you create your work."

"You can face the computer and just sit in front of the computer as you usually do when creating... um, okay."

This recruitment was finally taken from the side.

The sunlight outside the study room is just right, and the sun shines into the study room through the window.

The laptop screen was placed on the desk, glowing slightly.

The person sitting in front of the computer looks at the computer screen and puts his fingers on the mechanical keyboard, as if he is immersed in reality.

But the reality is that Ji Zhuo posed for a long time before the photographer took the photo with satisfaction.

After finishing the arrangement, Ji Zhuo took a look. Although it took time to shoot, he was quite satisfied.

It fully embodies his handsomeness and seriousness in creation.

"...Mr. Ji, we will take our leave. I am sorry to bother you this time."

"Would you like to sit still, it's almost night, and have a meal together?"

Ji Zhuo politely said,
This middle-aged female reporter, a loyal reader of the dog author, is really hesitant.
But he paused and shook his head.
"I will stay here soon. In order to present the interview report to the readers as soon as possible, we will go back to write the report first. After the interview draft is published, it will be sent to Mr. Ji for you to read."

The female reporter and the photographer took the signed book and left.

Ji Zhuo closed the door,
Just slumped on the sofa.

Although the whole interview was just sitting there without moving,

But now the interview is over,

Ji Zhuo still feels tired,
Tired physically and mentally,
I feel that this reporter is very serious, and his casual answers can draw him some deep meaning or praise him for his humor.

Finally, I asked him about his new book...

Well, it seems that many people care about his new book, so it's time to think about his new book.

"Ding dong."

"30 per second: Ji Zhuo, are you coming out for dinner?
30 per second: By the way, you didn't reply to the message just now, are you typing? "

"Clumsy and uncommon: ... eat, please.

Clumsy and Uncommon: An Interview with the People's Daily.

30 per second: Oh... I thought you were writing a new book.

Clumsy and uncommon: I am writing, I am writing.

30 per second:..."

After receiving Yun Qingmu's message,
Ji Zhuo struggled and got up from the sofa.

……

"Brother, sit down, order what you want to eat."

Bringing Yun Qingmu to the barbecue booth,
Since he came to this barbecue stand to eat once, he abandoned the previous 'two skewers of barbecue'.

Where did the stall owner get a list with the names of the dishes printed on it?
"Angkor, you have a menu here."

"Newly printed, newly printed."

After coming here several times, Ji Zhuo finally knew what the stall owner's surname was.
I didn't ask, but I heard the customers at this booth shouted.

Hearing Ji Zhuo's question, the stall owner returned to the back of the oven, sweating, and answered with a smile,

"He just saw that there were more customers in the past two days, so he thought about setting up a store and opening it."

The wife of the stall owner next to him responded angrily,

The stall owner was still smiling.

"Is this person climbing to a high place? I'm not allowed to think about it."

"How expensive is that store, and this barbecue business is seasonal, there is no fixed number..."

The stall owner's wife said something, but didn't say anything more.

"Old Wu, I'm ready to open a shop. When the time comes, I have to inform my brothers about the location, so that I can go to your place to take care of your business."

"Okay, okay..."

A few people eating barbecue and drinking nearby heard the sound, turned their heads and greeted with a smile,

The stall owner responded with a smile.

Ji Zhuo took a look, then turned around,
Ordered from the menu and handed it to the wife of the stall owner.

"Ji Zhuo...do you have any ideas for a new book?"

Seeing Ji Zhuo finished ordering, Yun Qingmu stared at Ji Zhuo with bright eyes again,

Ji Zhuo stared silently.

There are really three sentences that are inseparable from the new book,
I really care more about myself than myself.

Oh, it's my readers, that's all right.

"Don't ask, just ask..."

"Are you writing, are you writing?"

Yun Qingmu picked up the words skillfully.

Isn't that quite understandable?
"Well... I keep asking, do you have any ideas? What do you want to see?"

"Well...except sci-fi."

Yun Qingmu quite likes reading Ji Zhuo's science fiction novels,
But Ji Zhuo didn't want to write it for the time being, so he wrote two books... Everyone said "Seven Days of Hell" was science fiction,
Ji Zhuo himself admitted it.

"That horror novel? It's really the kind of spooky horror."

"It's the kind where there are corpses built into the walls, and the soul struggles in the concrete all night, or you take the elevator, and the ghost is lying on top of your head...you don't need to look up, the barbecue stall is open."

"Oh……"

Listening to Ji Zhuo's description, Yun Qingmu subconsciously raised her head, then stopped again.

"Actually, Ji Zhuo, you can write whatever you want. I don't care about the subject matter of novels written by dog ​​authors."

"Then I'll write a romance."

"...Do you know how to fall in love?"

Yun Qingmu hesitated a little.

"Oh, woman, didn't you say it nicely just now?"

"Why don't you study first?"

"..."

In one sentence, Ji Zhuo was silent.

Saying this is tantamount to not saying it.

……

"...Brother, do you usually read novels?"

"Look, but the novels I've read don't make it to the stage, just the ones on the Internet."

After dinner, no other arrangements.Yun Qingmu went back first,

Ji Zhuo sat on the barbecue stall and still hasn't left.
Looking at the stall owner who cleaned up the barbecue sticks on the dining table and was wiping the folding table with a rag,

Ji Zhuo asked casually,
Maybe these two days, Ji Zhuo's mind is also full of new books.

I just want to ask someone.

"What can't be on the stage, as long as someone looks at it."

"Angkor, what kind of novels do you like to read?"

"I like the kind of novels where little characters work step by step and gradually struggle."

The stall owner was a little embarrassed, but still responded.

Ji Zhuo listened thoughtfully.

Struggle stories of little people stepping up to the top step by step.

Ji Zhuo turned his head, raised his head and leaned on the folding stool, thinking,

I didn't think about it for a long time, but I found that the weather today is fine.

Even under the bright lights of the city, a bright moon and a few bright stars can still be seen in the night.

I don't know why,
Ji Zhuo inexplicably thought of a sentence,

No matter how bright the lights in front of you are, it can't cover up those dazzling stars.

"Little brother, are you leaving?"

"Then go slowly, come over next time."

After paying the bill, Ji Zhuo got up and left.

He seems to have some ideas about the new book.

……

"Horror novels, look at how good the author's horror novel is now, although it's not the same as I thought."

Ji Zhuo asked the question of what the dog author would like to write in the next book, and then asked the little fat pier downstairs in the community,
Little Fatty was also under the gazebo today, and the answer he gave was not unexpected at all.

"..."

"Hey, but I feel that the dog author will not continue to write horror novels. The dog author doesn't like to write repetitive themes."

With that said, the little fat pier sighed by himself.

"If the author of the dog writes about other subjects, do you think so?"

"Look, why don't you look."

Ah……

……

"Introduction: A rain has passed through the long years, the same weeds have grown after the rain, and many things remain..."

It's already late night outside the window,

Ji Zhuo was a little irritated facing the lit computer screen.

He already has some ideas about the new book that the "ABC" vest will release.

The first is to insist on serious themes unwaveringly. After all, the last time I got a month's encouragement money, it proves that the path of serious themes is at least half right.

However, even works with more serious themes have different types.
Ji Zhuo is adding new things to serious themes.

At this moment, Ji Zhuo didn't draw up the title of the novel, nor did he write the text.

Instead, he was deleting, deleting, and subtracting, and repeatedly wrote the introduction.

The content of the introduction is basically Ji Zhuo's overall expectations for the book, as well as the tone of the text.

However, after deleting, deleting and modifying several times, Ji Zhuo was still dissatisfied.

Even in the end, after deleting, I repeated and typed out the things I just deleted.

Looking at the last sentence of the introduction,
Ji Zhuo paused and let out a long breath,
"call……"

"No."

still dissatisfied,
Annoyed, Ji Zhuo directly deleted the introduction that he spent a lot of time writing.

"Forget it...let's continue tomorrow."

Feeling irritable, Ji Zhuo, who always felt that the new book was almost too late, decided to sleep before talking.

However, his new book creation has not yet had time,
Instead, another thing came first.

……

"Editor of Pioneer Film and Television: Mr. Ji, we are going to launch the animation of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for Immortals" in two weeks."

"Clumsy and uncommon: ...

Clumsy and Uncommon: I'll send you the scripts for the last two episodes of the first season as soon as possible. "

The anime adaptation is about to begin broadcasting, and Ji Zhuo's script has not yet been fully written, but fortunately, they are all distributed in episodes.

"Editor Shi: It's okay, it's okay, there's no rush, after the broadcast starts, I also plan to update two episodes on the first day, and then update one episode every week, and I still have enough time to make the last two episodes of the first season.

Editor Shi: I am bothering you, Mr. Ji, not because of urging your script, but because of another matter.

Clumsy and extraordinary:?

Clumsy and uncommon: Please tell me, editor Shi.

Editor Shi: Isn’t it that the animation will start broadcasting in two weeks? But the OP of the animation, that is, the opening theme song has not yet been decided. Do you want to fill in the words for the theme song? "

Fill in the word?

Ji Zhuo, who just woke up from the bed, yawned again first,

Sit up from the bed again.

It's not a new thing for the original author to write lyrics for the theme song of the adaptation of his own work.

Especially some famous martial arts masters before, they all liked to do this.

Ji Zhuo thought about writing lyrics for the theme song of the anime "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals",
Feeling a little troublesome, he still has two new books to work on.

Thinking about it, Ji Zhuo picked up the phone and quickly poked the keyboard with his fingers,

However, after halfway moving his fingers, he quickly pressed the backspace key, deleted all the words he had just said, and replied with a brief message.

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK, I'll try.

Editor Shi: Thank you, Mr. Ji, we will pay you extra for writing lyrics. "

Ji Zhuo likes to cooperate with companies like Pioneer Film and Television, and he is particular about his work.

Nodding with satisfaction.

"Editor Shi: Well...Mr. Ji, the lyrics for this lyrics may be urgent, so I need to trouble you."

I just think I'm procrastinating, and it's pretty nice to say.

But...thinking about when he adapted the script, it was quite a delay.

Ji Zhuo has nothing to say,

I can only accept it.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: I will send you the lyrics as soon as possible.

Editor Shi: Well, then I will send the original song to you, Mr. Ji, so you can listen to it. "

Editor Shi sent another message,

Then I sent the theme song to Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo received the file and downloaded it, but he didn't rush to listen.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at the system interface in front of him.

Just now he suddenly didn't bother,

Naturally because of the system.

Rarely for the system, a new prompt popped up.

"Ding, the sub-profession is triggered."

"Sub-occupation: Lyricist trigger, whether to add sub-occupation: Lyricist template."

The last time the sub-profession reminder was triggered, it was still triggering the sub-profession: screenwriter.

Looking at this reminder, Ji Zhuo naturally had nothing to hesitate.

After all, it took so long to trigger a sub-job, whether it is useful or not will be added first.

"confirm."

"Sub-profession: Lyricist added successfully."

Immediately afterwards, some changes occurred on the system panel.

"Main occupation: Writer.

主职业等级：4级（0/5）（0/1）（注：主职业作家所需升级经验，需创作完成具有一定影响力作品才能获得。主职业所需经验完成后，需创作一本被公认为经典著作作品才能完成进一步提升。）
Sub-occupation: Screenwriter (Level 2) (0/2)

Sub-occupation: Lyricist

Sub-occupation: not yet open

Occupational Attributes:
Writing style: 16
Plot: 17
Speed: 18
Inspiration: 17
Scripts: 15
Lyricist: 10
The current task objective of the main occupation: ...

Sub-occupation: Screenwriter Current goal:  …

Sub-occupation: Lyric writing Current goal: Complete a poem, word, song, fill in the lyrics and release it. It is required that the number of viewers or listeners of "Poems and Songs" should not be less than 30, and the favorable comments should not be less than 70.00%.

The settlement period is within one month after the publication of the work.

Task reward: Lyric writing attribute +2, free attribute +2. "

Ji Zhuo looked at the system panel.

The main change in the system panel is the new sub-profession 'lyricist'.

In addition, a sub-profession to be opened is added below. Does this mean that Ji Zhuo can start a new sub-profession?

Ji Zhuo diverted his thinking a little, and looked at it again.

Hmm... What about my career level, what level should a sub-profession be at my age?

Ji Zhuo discovered that the sub-profession of lyricist has no level... Looking down, he found that there was no encouragement for failing to achieve the goal.

Why, look down on my poems and songs so much?
Don't you see so many poets who have been passed down through the ages!
system!

Dog system... If you don't want to discuss it, give me some,
Not too much, one hundred thousand lines?
If you can't reach the goal, you will be given [-]. If you want to increase it later, [-] per song is fine.

I'll get you two hundred bad poems a day.

(End of this chapter)