Big Bang of Faith

Chapter 12 Writer Star Project (for collection)

"Liu Guangda, are you there?"

Liu Bei thought for a while, and then sent the message.

It's a bit late, but if the editor didn't go to bed, he would send a pop-up now, so naturally it wouldn't be an interruption, and if he was resting, it wouldn't be an interruption. (Hope my editing doesn't hit me.)
"You haven't rested yet?"

But to Liu Bei's surprise, Liu Guang obviously had something to say to him.

"I was going to tell you tomorrow. Since you haven't rested yet, I'll tell you now."

"what's up?"

Liu Bei was a little curious.

"We have also just been notified that the country has a star support program for writers, which is specifically for categories such as martial arts and fantasy. There will be a writers summit in two days, and you need to come to participate."

"Writer summit, do you have to come?"

"Yes, this time it is led by the Writers Association. I heard that writers will be rated. If you don't come, the website will not allow you to recommend..."

"I understand, I will come!"

This is obviously the rhythm of the country to recruit everyone, but Liu Bei does not resist.

After all, works of fiction may reflect reality, and the country has no reason to let everyone ignore it.

As a veteran of Pujie, Liu Bei is too aware of the importance of website recommendations for works.

As long as the system is not exposed, he doesn't care.

……

The next day, his request for leave with the head teacher went smoothly.

Obviously, Zhao Shu, the head teacher, also knew that he was a signed writer.

After asking for leave, he told his parents who were far away, and then he brought two changes of clothes and some snacks, and went directly to the train station.

The website has already booked train tickets for everyone, and he can go directly to pick up the tickets.

City S is an inland city. Although it is far away from the magic place where the website is located, it only takes a few hours under the extreme speed of the train.

He boarded the train smoothly, found his seat and sat down.

During this period of time, with the recovery of spiritual energy, practitioners walked to the front desk, and the number of tourists traveling to and from various places was obviously much less.

After all, even though the country is calm for a while, as long as the brain circuit is not normal, you can obviously feel some unusual atmosphere.

"Student Liu, it turns out that you came up a long time ago. Unfortunately, I was still looking for you outside."

Before the train started, Wang Lei and another middle-aged man walked to the place next to Liu Bei.

Liu Bei couldn't help but look at the other party a few more times.

This middle-aged man should also be a signed writer of Tiansheng Literature Network, and his status in the circle should be higher than that of Wang Lei.

From Wang Lei's flattering attitude, one can see one or two.

"Student Liu, let me introduce you, this is Daoist Zhenlong."

"True Dragon Daoist?" Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this was his pseudonym.

He quickly said: "I am Zhongyuan Wubai."

"Little brother, so you are the Wubai of the Central Plains. You are really amazing. I have read your book The Floating Journey. It is very well written. Come on!"

"I'm a newcomer, I can't compare to senior you..."

The two chatted for a while, and Liu Bei also figured out the situation.

This real dragon Taoist priest is indeed much more compelling than Wang Lei.

Wang Lei's bright and aboveboard pen name is just a second-level writer, while Zhenlong Daochang is a fourth-level writer.

You know, a fourth-level writer already has a lot of supporters, and he can be regarded as a small god in the online literary world.

It's not comparable to Wang Lei's level 2 rushing street, let alone a newcomer like him.

The two also ran into each other while waiting for the train at the station.

"Boss Zhenlong, do you know what is going on with this writer star support plan?"

After chatting with each other, Liu Bei couldn't help asking.

Although the other party was with Wang Lei, they didn't have much friendship, they just booked tickets on the website, connecting several people from the same city together.

Seeing Liu Bei's question, Wang Lei came over mysteriously and said, "Boss Zhenlong, you are a fourth-level boss, do you have any inside information!"

"If there is any inside information, as writers, we just need to write our own books seriously, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

Daoist Zhenlong glared at the two of them, but still revealed something.

According to him, because the world of fiction may reflect reality, the country will conduct a rating on writers in this area.

The rating criteria are determined based on the author's novel world, how well it reflects the real world, and how helpful it is to spiritual practice.

From one star to ten stars, the higher the star rating, the more national resources can be tilted.

Seeing the stunned look of the two, he couldn't help reminding: "You guys better prepare a short story!"

"short story?"

The two looked at each other and understood.

Obviously, this time the country's rating of writers should be different from before.

In the past, the rating was very simple, just compare whose works are more popular, and whose works sell better.

But now it is clearly impossible.

What the country needs is that the works created by everyone can reflect reality. If you write about cities, no matter how popular you are, what use is it to reflect reality?

What the country wants is everyone's novel world, and the part about cultivation can be reflected in reality.

"Boss Zhenlong, thank you so much!"

With this kind of foresight advantage, short stories can be conceived in advance.This is of great help to the next rating.

"You don't need to thank me. This news has actually spread among the circles of upper-level writers! Even if I tell you in advance, what progress you can achieve in the end depends on you."

Daoist True Dragon shook his head.

According to him, even if he himself is a fourth-level writer, it is very difficult for him to be rated as a star writer.

After all, he can get the news in advance, and those great writers can also get the news.

"I don't know if anyone has successfully promoted to a star writer?"

Liu Bei was a little curious.

Since the Yin family is doing this with such great fanfare, someone should have succeeded.

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Gu Yong, the master of martial arts, has been rated as a six-star writer!"

Seeing the unbelievable looks of the two, he said with some uncertainty: "I also heard that, in fact, half a year ago, in the novel world written by Mr. Guyong, a plot was reflected in the real world, and even formed a relic. In the past six months, the country's main energy has actually been on the development of that relic."

"what?"

No wonder...

Liu Bei was really shocked.

When he was about to take the copying route, of course he learned about the situation in this world.

Before the Ming Dynasty, the history of this world was exactly the same as that of the earth, but after the Ming Dynasty, history began to change beyond recognition.

In other words, there are no classics on the earth after the Ming Dynasty in this world.

However, this does not mean that there will be no classics in this world after the Ming Dynasty.

For example, Gu Yong, a master of martial arts in modern times, has many excellent martial arts novels, even reaching the level of household name.

If he hadn't been at his peak, he would have even been named a master of martial arts if he had declared his pen seal.

I am afraid that it is also because of this master, whose novel world can reflect reality, that the country will be motivated to cultivate writers.

After all, once successful, its benefits will be unimaginable.

"Boss Zhenlong, do you know which plot is reflected in reality?" Liu Bei took out his own snacks and shared them.

"I don't know too well." Daoist Zhenlong grabbed a handful of melon seeds, kowtowed and shook his head, "I heard that it seems to be the Tianchi Sword Club in Mr. Gu Yong's novel..."

He told Liu Bei that this kind of novel world is also divided into levels when it reflects reality.

The simplest is a phenomenon in the novel that appears in reality.

And those who are more powerful can manifest the items described in the novel, including some weapons or some exercises.

And the most powerful thing is to form relics.

The relics are also easy to identify, that is, in the sky, illusions similar to mirages will be formed, and the content of the illusions is generally similar to the description techniques in these novels.

When the ruins are opened, a world similar to a dimensional space will be formed inside.

Needless to say, the benefits of developing a dimensional space formed by a novel.

According to Daoist Zhenlong, he also heard from a writer friend that at that time, above the Tianchi Lake in Dabai Mountain, there was an illusion of martial arts heroes competing for the Tianshan Sword Code. According to everyone's guess, it should be the Tianchi Sword Club written by Mr. Guyong.

The few people chatted about what they had seen and heard, and soon arrived at a place close to the magic capital.

However, not far from Hangzhou, the train stopped suddenly.

"what is that?"

"God..."

Those with sharp eyes instantly noticed the abnormality.

Next to a train, there are two scares passing by parallel to the train.

There are two giant snakes, one green and one white, their huge bodies are hardly inferior to the size of the train.

"My God, what is this, Legend of the White Snake?"

(End of this chapter)