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Chapter 128 Encountering a "confidant" a thousand miles away

At that awards ceremony, there was indeed a male author sitting next to her, but that was a big name in the industry.His works are not only best-selling on the Internet, but even the works of paper books are also selling very well. In addition, he has developed two film and television works, which made him famous.

When Qianhui thought of this, she secretly denied: Impossible, it cannot be his, this person
But soon, her idea was denied by the voice from the receiver: "At that time, I asked you what your name was and what your masterpiece was. I also told you my name, my name is Zhuo. Fan, remember?"

When Qianhui heard this, she already understood everything.

Zhuo Fan, does she still need to remember this name deliberately?Whether it is on the Internet, in newspapers, or in various videos or TV news, you can see his name at any time.

Therefore, even if she no longer wants to see him at this moment, she dare not neglect her.

Ten minutes later, Qianhui saw Zhuo Fan at the main entrance of the community. He was wearing a light brown T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. Standing under the sun, he looked youthful and sunny.At first glance, it looks like a student who just walked out of a university campus.

Qianhui walked over, extended her hand politely, and said politely, "Hi, Zhuo Fan, nice to meet you."

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Fan, who was talking on the phone just now, seemed a little shy at the moment, but he quickly shook hands with Qian Hui, then let go quickly, and said: "Why are you so polite? It's not the first time we met. Last time, didn't we meet?"

Qian Hui smiled: "Indeed, but last time the indoor lighting was relatively dark, I didn't see you clearly at that time."

"Really?" Zhuo Fan was still a little shy, and raised his hand to wipe his chin, "What about now? Under the sun, do you think I'm ugly?"

Qianhui smiled: "How can it be ugly? You are a handsome and talented male god in the circle."

Zhuo Fan suddenly relaxed, pretending to be modest and said: "Where is that? I am in the circle, and my appearance can only be ranked in the top three."

Qian Hui was amused by him, so she asked, "Zhuo Fan, are you here for a trip to Shencheng?"

She remembered that Zhuo Fan was from the north, and he came all the way here, probably on a trip.Then it suddenly occurred to her that she was in Shencheng, so she called her and met her.

After hearing this, Zhuo Fan paused, then nodded: "Yes, I am indeed here for a trip."

When Qianhui heard this, she led Zhuo Fan towards the coffee shop not far away, and at the same time began to introduce the tourist attractions in Shencheng.

After her introduction, the two of them had already entered the coffee shop.

After sitting down, Zhuo Fan couldn't help sighing, "Unexpectedly, you are really a deep city expert, like an encyclopedia."

While ordering drinks, Qianhui said to Zhuo Fan, "Don't praise me like that, I just know a little about the situation in a radius of several hundred miles."

After finishing speaking, he handed the menu to Zhuo Fan: "Look at what you like."

After Zhuo Fan took the menu from Qian Hui, he said, "I'm not complimenting you, I'm just telling the truth. Actually, from the last time I saw you, I can see that you are a very cultivated person. Humans are not like us."

After Qianhui heard this, she quickly said: "I dare not compare with you. You are a big guy, and I am just a nobody. I may not be able to achieve what you can achieve today if I work hard for another ten or twenty years. So, You are my idol and my goal."

"Really?" Zhuo Fan had forgotten to order food.

Qian Hui was amused by his innocent appearance, and imitated Zhuo Fan's tone and said, "Of course it's true, I'm just telling the truth."

Zhuo Fan smiled, and casually told the waiter: "A cup of Raw Coconut Latte."

After finishing speaking, he sat up straight again and said to Qianhui, "Actually, you are my goal."

After listening to Qianhui, she only thought he was joking, so she said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Are you seeking to regress? How can I be your goal? I am just a novice who has just entered the circle It’s just the author, and I don’t understand many things. It’s hard to meet you today, and I hope you can give me a lot of advice.”

"Humble." Zhuo Fan said, "Although my current works are selling well, they are not what I want to express. I started writing when I was in junior high school. At that time, I was a literary youth, and I liked literary works, such as Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude", Tara Westover's "You should fly to your mountain like a bird", such as Sanmao's "The Rainy Season Will Never Come", and Zhang Ailing's "Love in a Fallen City". Contemporary writers I also like the works, such as Jia Pingwa and Yu Hua. I remember when I read Yu Hua’s "To Live", I was in the third year of high school, and the academic pressure was very heavy at that time, but once I picked up that book, I couldn’t put it down. I stayed up all night reading it Finished. I thought I would definitely not be energetic the next day, but the shocking plot in it kept me up all night, and I was very energetic all night. I was very energetic until the next day when I went to class. The bad thing is that my mind is full of plots , I can’t listen to a word of the teacher’s lecture.”

Once Zhuo Fan talked about literature, he couldn't stop.This lecture lasted for more than half an hour.

It was precisely because of this that Qianhui's strangeness towards him gradually disappeared.

After Zhuo Fan finished speaking, she asked: "If you can't listen to the class, but you can still pass the exam, it means that your intelligence is extraordinary."

"You can think that I am very talented hahaha." Zhuo Fan joked, but soon he returned to his serious expression, "I look like a joking person, but in fact I am serious about specific things and set goals. Then keep trying. Whether it’s taking college entrance examinations or writing, I’m always like this. Keep trying, keep failing or getting results, and then sum up the experience in every “small gain and loss”. Slowly, I started to have some achievements.”

"Very good." Qianhui echoed, "Actually, I am also like this. I set a goal, move forward along the goal, and then constantly sum up experience and start again."

"It seems that we are the same way." Zhuo Fan said here, took a sip of coffee, and continued to recall the past, "I started writing novels when I was in college. At that time, I didn't think too much about it. Whatever makes money comes soon. But Slowly, I found that it was more and more deviated from my original intention.”

"How do you say it?" Qianhui asked.

Zhuo Fan explained: "I just said that I am a lover of literature. Originally, I prefer traditional literature. But for the sake of profit, I had to embark on the path of creating online novels. At first, I was very entangled. After all No matter my family members or relatives and friends are not very optimistic about this. Some people think that I chose this way to avoid finding a job. Some people think that I am not doing my job properly and living in an illusory dream away from the real world. Until later, I The book was published and the copyright of the film and television was sold, so they believed that I could eat this bowl of food. My parents were dissatisfied with me from the beginning, but they were very proud when they mentioned it later, and felt that their son was promising."

"Isn't that good?" Qianhui asked, "What you get now, many people may not be able to have it after a lifetime of hard work."

"However, the more this is the case, the more I want to change." Zhuo Fan raised his cup and took a sip of coffee, and continued, "I also want to try other themes, such as those that are closer to reality, that focus on social hot spots, Focus on human nature, or in other words, express your perception and views on the world.”

After hearing this, Qian Hui didn't express her opinion immediately, but observed Zhuo Fan carefully.

Zhuo Fan still looks very young, at most 27 or [-] years old.Therefore, she always feels that authors in this age group are limited in terms of life experience, understanding of life, and understanding of everything in the world.Therefore, if you change the previous creative principles, you may face many new tests.

Considering these, Qianhui said slowly: "I think your previous works are quite good."

"Just those fantasy works?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"Well." Qianhui said, "You have been writing fantasy novels for so many years, and you have accumulated a lot of experience on this road, making it easier to create. Moreover, most of your fans are also fans of fantasy novels. Let’s not talk about whether they can accept you after you change your creative style. But in terms of your personal income, it may be affected for a long time.”

After Qianhui finished speaking, Zhuo Fan didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something, or he seemed to have disagreement and wanted to publish.

Seeing this, Qian Hui quickly added: "Of course, this is just my guess. Maybe, after you change the way you create, your first work will become a hit. This is also possible. After all, you have many years of creative experience , and it was so successful. Whether it is in terms of the subject matter or the control of the storyline, it has been perfected."

Zhuo Fan seemed to have seen Qian Hui's thoughts, and then asked: "Do you think I don't have the ability to see the essence through phenomena? Or do you think I don't have the ability to discern human nature?"

After hearing this, Qianhui was stunned for a moment, and then quickly explained: "Zhuo Fan, I don't mean that. I just think it's best to choose the field you are good at."

After hearing this, Zhuo Fan suddenly smiled, and then asked: "What about you? Are you satisfied with your current state? I mean in terms of subject matter."

Qianhui thought for a while before replying: "I'm the exact opposite of you. I don't seem to be very good at fantasy themes. Of course, I just haven't tried it. I just don't think I'm good at it. Compared with fantasy themes, I'm more Good at interpreting reality. So, this is the reason why I chose to write realistic themes when I first came up. In fact, I think that no matter what theme or writing method, there is no distinction between good and bad. It just depends on what you are good at. Can you Continue to output the content that readers like."

"Then have you ever thought about trying fantasy themes?" Zhuo Fan asked.

Qianhui shook her head: "Not yet. After all, I've just entered the right track in this industry, and I haven't thought too much about it yet, and I don't want to try in many ways."

Zhuo Fan listened, and then said: "Do you know Qianhui? I once read a book on the Internet. When I read the text, I felt that the author was at least born in the [-]s, or even born in the [-]s. Because, She sees everything so clearly that it would be impossible for someone with a lot of experience to write like that. Guess what happened?"

"What's the matter?" Qianhui was a little curious.

Zhuo Fan put down the coffee cup in his hand and smiled: "Later, I was lucky enough to meet her in an industry training class, and it turned out that she was born in the [-]s, and she was several years younger than me. Moreover, she looks very lolita .But her writing has a kind of transparency, desolation and arrogance of Eileen Chang."

"Isn't it?" Qianhui was a little dubious.

Zhuo Fan continued: "Sometimes, there is no absolute relationship between a person's mental maturity and age. So, I may not be able to."

"I believe in you." Qianhui smiled.

Although it was the first time for Qianhui and Zhuo Fan to chat, it was very speculative.This probably has something to do with their peers and their appreciation for each other.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qianhui left, saying that she was going to pick up her son from school.

When Zhuo Fan heard that she had a son, he couldn't help being stunned, but he soon regained his composure, and said with a smile: "Go and do your work! In the future, please contact me more and give me more advice."

"Teach me a lot." Qian Hui said, shook hands with Zhuo Fan lightly, and left.

(End of this chapter)