Chapter 350 You think too much
As the sun set, Bai Xiaoqi drove back. On the way back, she picked up two children from school and bought groceries on the way.
When the first and second children opened the door and came in, Chen Shuo was still holding the computer and imagining a new book. He was very emotional. They said that one million people would become a god. Five years later, several million dollars had been written, and he had not seen himself ascending to heaven.
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According to his opinion, the reason why he has not been enlightened yet is that since he entered the industry, he has never been in line with the main force of reading novels and has not written about the subjects that these main force are passionate about.
Although the market has been changing, the main force of reading novels has not changed. They are still those children aged 17 or 18.
Children of this age are very middle-aged. It’s the time when they like to read exciting and exciting novels. It’s best if the protagonist pretends to be a slap in the face, shows off his holiness in front of others, and has lines that are a little bit middle-class.
A few years ago, when he was young, he could keep up with this group of readers no matter how hard he worked, but now that he has passed the second grade of middle school, he cannot write at all.
Moreover, he doesn't like this kind of subject matter. When a person reaches thirty, he likes the kind of mediocre things. He has to think about how to make readers accept his mediocrity.
But this is very difficult. I just read novels for pleasure. If they are mediocre and have no peeing spots, it’s still nonsense.
After pondering at home for a whole day, Chen Shuo couldn't figure it out, so he decided to go and ask his stupid wife for advice.
As the saying goes, three cobblers are equal to Zhuge Liang, so she is equal to one-third of Zhuge Liang, so there is nothing wrong with her.
"What do you think is so interesting about that mediocre novel?"
"What's interesting? Hmm...I don't know."
Faced with this question, Bai Xiaoqi, who was cooking, thought about it and gave his own answer.
"Fine."
Chen Shuo withdrew from the kitchen. It seemed that one third of Zhuge Liang's actions didn't work.
"But I can give you some good advice."
"What's a good suggestion?" Chen Shuo paused and walked back.
"Don't write mediocre things."
"...goodbye."
She said it but didn't say it yet. Chen Shuo overestimated her, so he twisted around and went out to the living room, ready to think about it on his own.
"Why do you have to write mediocre things? Can't you just write the ones you wrote before?" Bai Xiaoqi's voice came from the kitchen along with the sound of cooking.
"What kind of thing was it before?"
"The first two books you wrote."
"The first two books I wrote were mediocre."
"Oh, that's okay."
"..."
After a pause, Bai Xiaoqi added: "But I think it's pretty good-looking. What you wrote next is not good-looking."
Among the novels written by Chen Shuo, except for the first two, which are mediocre daily novels, the later ones jumped into the pit of historical novels, and the people in them all spoke in a literate manner.
It seemed very difficult for her level of knowledge. She didn’t know who was who or what they did. She only knew that she traveled back in time to ancient times and then blah blah blah.
She didn't find it interesting anyway.
"What do you mean it's not good-looking?" Chen Shuo was unhappy and yelled: "That's because you don't understand history. The charm of historical literature is to make up for the regrets of the past, such as the Jiashen National Disaster in the late Ming Dynasty and the humiliation of Jingkang in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
Every time I see these things, I can't help but think about how wonderful it would be if there were no such historical events.
And traveling back in time to ancient times is to complete this unrealistic idea, prevent these things from happening, and change the course of history. This is the cool point of historical time travel novels. You don’t think it’s good because you don’t understand the history. You want to
If you know you, you will find it beautiful."
"But history cannot be changed." Bai Xiaoqi said seriously.
"...."
Chen Shuo choked for a moment and said a lot to himself. This guy has opened up the world. Is it okay to just write an online novel?
"That's true, but everyone has regrets. Some people's regret is that they didn't study hard at the beginning, some people's regret is that they missed someone, or someone, and some people will regret it.
Some tragic events in history.
But some people not only don’t understand anything, they also like to quarrel with their husbands and have nothing to pursue every day, so they have nothing to regret. Yes, no need to doubt, I’m talking about you.”
"Why do I have no regrets?"
"Is it your big, majestic royal sister form again?"
"Yes, but it's not just this, there are others."
"Besides this, what else can you regret?" Chen Shuo was curious.
"When you tricked me into sleeping on the same bed, I didn't kick you down."
"..."
"A little earlier, when I was still a cat, I didn't come here to find you as a child, so..."
Chen Shuo took over the words smoothly, "So you can let me raise you as a child, and then ask me in advance to become a human being, and then develop the spark of love with me?"
"No, this is how I could beat you up when you were a child." Bai Xiaoqi thought it was quite exciting and couldn't help but enjoy it.
If you had come to him at that time, this guy would have been a child at that time, and he would have cried for a long time after being punched.
It's a pity that I couldn't find him because at that time I didn't know that such a person existed.
Unless you travel to the past with the memories of the present.
She seems to know what the point of that time-travel historical novel is.
Because time travel itself is a very interesting thing, and many what-ifs can appear out of thin air.
"It would be great if I could travel back in time." She was a little longing.
"Are you going to do it just to beat me up?" Chen Shuo frowned. How much does this guy want to beat himself? I'm afraid he will beat her tonight.
"Not only can I beat you, but I can also do many other things. For example, I will write down all the lottery numbers in the past few years, and then go back to the past and buy lottery tickets every day. Then I will distribute them."
"Oh, you are thinking too much."
Faced with this unrealistic idea, Chen Shuo could only laugh and tell her that you are thinking too much. People must recognize the form and give up fantasy. Daydreaming is not allowed.
"Yes, how is it possible to travel to the past?" Bai Xiaoqi also felt that she was overthinking. How could there be such a thing as time traveling in the world? If it were true, wouldn't there be children crying every day?
"No, what I said about you overthinking is not about time travel, but about winning the lottery. In other words, even if you write down all the lottery numbers and then go back in time to buy lottery tickets, it will be useless because it is impossible to win.
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Bai Xiaoqi was startled for a moment, then realized his oversight, "Because I didn't remember the date?"
"It's useless even if you write down the date, you still won't win."
"Why?"
"Come on, like this."
Chen Shuo walked over and stood next to her, "Well, let's play a game, rock, paper, scissors. If you lose, give me five yuan. If I lose, I'll give you five hundred. You go first."
"Oh, wait a minute, I'll put the food on the plate."
Bai Xiaoqi thought this was a good deal, so she tipped the pot and was about to use the spatula to shovel the vegetables onto the plate when she suddenly heard a sigh.
"Hey, if I play first, then I can't win, right? If I play rock, you will definitely play paper. If I play scissors, you will definitely play rock."
"Not necessarily. I can't tell you if you will give me scissors or I will give you paper."
"How is that possible? You are not stupid."
"The people at the lottery station aren't stupid, either. Why would they let you win five million with five yuan?"
Chapter completed!