The fate of writers

Chapter 84 Different people and different angles
The shopkeeper watched He Lin leave holding the book and shook his head gently.

The buddy Xiaobo stepped forward and asked curiously: "Who is that person, why did he buy so many novels by Helin?"

"Who knows, anyway, he has a very close relationship with Helin." The shopkeeper cast a sidelong glance at Xiaobo, "Why did you come here? Didn't you arrange a job for you? Are you just being lazy?"

Xiao Bo smiled flatteringly: "No way, uncle. I'm here to tell you that there are only three copies of "Nongjiazi Qingyun Road" left."

"Call the shopkeeper." The shopkeeper rummaged in the cabinet, and sure enough, he found a copy of "Nongjiazi Qingyun Road", which seemed to be selling well.

He didn't write this book, and he couldn't read the books in this house, let alone other places, but the book sold well and aroused his curiosity, so the shopkeeper took out the only one left in the cabinet , began to look up.

Hmm... There is nothing special at the beginning, it is another poor survival, or the childhood version.

The production of persimmon cakes, wait, isn’t this description the most popular wedding cake in Fucheng recently?It was originally made from persimmons.

Looking down, it’s not right, why are you working hard to study hard?Warm fragrant nephrite, love at first sight, where is Xu Qing again?

This Qingyun Road is a little different, and the shopkeeper read it into it unconsciously.Even the visitor didn't notice, but Xiaobo secretly pushed him awake from underneath.

There is also a regular visitor, his surname is Ning, he is a scholar. It is said that he got this title entirely for the sake of the second elder. He himself is a fan of novels. He has always wanted to write a popular novel, but his level... let's put it this way , It’s just that the money is paid, and the newspapers that are bigger and a bit aggressive will not accept his articles.

People, the more they can't pursue anything, the more obsessed with something.So Ning Xiucai often visits bookstores to watch and study other people's works in order to write his own novels.

In short, those who can send money to the store are the patrons, and the shopkeeper will not try to persuade them.

Seeing the shopkeeper's entranced look, Ning Xiucai asked curiously: "What are you reading that has fascinated you, who has read all the books?"

Ning Xiucai was not obsessed with the answer. He was just teasing his old friend.

"Do you have any strange and novel books to recommend to me? I don't think the romance they wrote is suitable for me. I can memorize the same routines." Ning Xiucai's reflection is very strange, He doesn't feel that he has no talent and is not suitable for writing novels, but that today's novels are too mediocre and there is no room for him to develop.

It's such a mature routine, don't you also fail to understand it?The shopkeeper can only complain silently in his heart, this is not suitable for the adult world to come out straightforwardly.

"But there are two books..." the shopkeeper began to recommend to Ning Xiucai.You don't like the same excellent works, but it's easy to find strange-shaped garbage?There are always many people who are overwhelmed by their own ability to publish books, and rely on their own connections to enter the market, and are finally taught a lesson by the market.Of course, what such a person pursues may not be money, but fame.Don't worry about where the book came from, just tell me whether it was published or not, right?

"The ones you recommend, shopkeeper, are all very good. Are there any standouts among them?" Ning Xiucai's money was jointly controlled by his parents and wife, and he was a little cash-strapped.

The shopkeeper understands that because Ning Xiucai has bought books for so many years, he does not recommend those garbage that cannot sell a single book a year. This is the only thing an old friend can do: "There is a book in Yinxian County. "Nong Jia Zi Qing Yun Road" is almost sold out. If you miss this time, you will have to wait a long time next time."

"Then I want this one." Ning Xiucai trusted the shopkeeper very much.

"Xiaobo, are you still stunned? Why don't you go find books for the guests?" The shopkeeper gave Xiaobo a gentle kick, which was considered as returning Xiaobo's push.Even if it was just to remind him, he was his uncle.

Xiao Bo blinked and pointed to the books on the table: "But..."

Isn't the book on your desk "Nongjiazi Qingyun Road"?Why did he bother to find it?That's enough trouble.

The shopkeeper interrupted: "Don't worry about it, go find a book, I'm addicted to laziness."

He hasn't finished reading this book yet. As the shopkeeper, why did he leave a book for himself? Xiaobo seemed to be quite smart before, why is he so stupid now.

Xiao Bo had just told the shopkeeper about the situation of "Nongjiazi Qingyun Road", so he searched for this book very quickly, and returned with a brand new book in a short while.

"Your book." Xiaobo quickly took out the oil paper and started wrapping it.

"Wait, it's still early, I'll read it here for a while." Ning Xiucai stopped Xiaobo from wrapping the book cover and took the book over to read.

The shopkeeper nodded knowingly. He never brought alcohol home, and he drank less each time, and took a walk to eliminate alcohol, which lasted for a long time.

There are many people who come to the bookstore to read books, the most frequent are students from poor backgrounds, and the shopkeeper always treats people with a smile.

Ning Xiucai found a corner and started reading. The shopkeeper also lowered his head and continued reading.

The protagonist was selected as a scholar, and the woman with long hair and short knowledge finally shut up.The shopkeeper felt very happy.

Later, the protagonist entered the academy and was divided into classes, which made the shopkeeper deeply moved.The person who wrote the book has great wisdom. People are different. Some people are born with it, but others may not be able to get it despite their best efforts.

It makes sense that the protagonist won the prize. The shopkeeper's description of the protagonist's diligence in the book was shocking.However, since persimmons are indeed a thing, is this learning method worth directly learning from?His eldest son has a talent for reading, but has always been short of it.Like the protagonist in the book, as long as he can't die, he will roll to death. Can he make up for this?

With such thoughts in mind, the shopkeeper silently calculated. He even turned the page forward and read several times how the protagonist studied hard.

At this time, the shopkeeper's eldest son sneezed twice heavily. His mother was worried about his physical condition, but he felt that he was in good health. It must be that someone was talking about him.

Everyone sees a different side from "Nongjiazi Qingyun Road".For example, when Ning Xiucai saw the protagonist's difficult path to study at this time, it was difficult not to sympathize with him.Different people have different perspectives and opinions.

And the other characters in the book are not just facial makeup. If the protagonist Er Auntie is mean and realistic, if Ning Xiucai puts it on her, it will be very uncomfortable.Yes, he was supported by the family, so he should give back to the family.

The atmosphere is very harmonious. "The Farmer's Qingyun Road" is the first part, and the number of words is not very large. The two of them finished it quickly.The shopkeeper closed the book first and sighed, followed closely by Ning Xiucai.

Why is it not over?What about the back?What are you talking about?It seems that when I saw You Lin, I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to express my love for this book.Or another bet?It hurts not seeing him!

(End of this chapter)