"Huang Yifan, why are you busy these days? I can't see you except for meal time."

It was lunch again, so Zhang Huiping placed two pieces of draft paper on the dining table and had dinner with Huang Yifan.

"I'm busy fighting with literary masters."

Huang Yifan said with a joking voice, and picked up the draft paper that Zhang Huiping put down on the table, "What is this?"

"Fight with the literary master, sweat, Huang Yifan, can you be more serious?"

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Huang Yifan said helplessly, and glanced at the draft paper, "My strong heart is like the stars in the night..."

After just reading a few sentences, Huang Yifan felt a whisper, "What is this? Why does it feel like a chicken skin?"

"The prose written by Guo Cheng."

"I said Zhang Huiping, what did you do to copy Guo Cheng's essay?"

"Didn't I say that a reading competition is going to be held? I'm going to read Guo Cheng's article on the dark stars. How about it? Guo Cheng's article on the dark stars are well written."

"It's a trick."

Huang Yifan burst into tears, "Didn't you say that it's best not to read Guo Cheng Han Jin's articles? You read his aloud. Are you crazy or have your brains soaked?"

"But didn't you say you're bragging?"

"Uh...I've said that?"

"Um."

Zhang Huiping said confirmation.

"Oh my God..."

Huang Yifan was a little crazy, "How can I tell you this? Do I like to brag casually? How is that possible? Yesterday I competed with literary masters. I picked them all off. How could people with status like me brag?"

"Look, it's coming again."

"you……"

Huang Yifan was helpless, but he didn't expect that he would be angry with Zhang Huiping one day.

Isn’t this little girl quite cute in the past, but why has it changed a little now?

"Okay, I'm bragging about fighting with some literary masters. But you really don't read Guo Cheng's articles aloud. In this way, I'll write one for you, and you'll read this one aloud."

"That's great, for you."

As he said that, Zhang Huiping handed the paper and pen from her pocket.

"Uh...how do you carry these things with you?"

Huang Yifan asked a little strangely.

"this……"

Zhang Huiping's face was a little flushed and said unnaturally, "I'm not training to read aloud recently. I can also record the training situation of that day with my paper and pen."

"Too."

He nodded. Huang Yifan took the paper and pen, and did not add any more words for the text for a while, and it took only more than 20 minutes to finish it.

"Well, just use this essay to read it aloud, but don't say I wrote it."

...

Mota Publishing House.

"Gao Hong, what are you doing recently? I will give you the entire Youth Literature section, and you can see. How many books have been sold across the country yesterday, 1,000 copies. Only 1,000 copies. Do you think Guo Cheng is a newcomer? If such a number is spread, it will be laughed at by other colleagues."

"Ren Changxing", editor-in-chief of Mota Publishing House, held the data table and looked at Gao Hong with a serious look on his face.

"Editor Ren, in fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on us. It's all because of the damn Qiushui. I believe you also know that recently the astronomical world held a debate on prose theory. But I'm so dying. Qiushui said that the current prose is a whining and whispering, which has no meaning at all. Moreover, he also defeated a group of famous scholars in the literary world with his own theory. Because of a Qiushui he wrote, in the end, many readers abandoned their previous prose works. Han Jin's previous essays have always sold well, but this time it was just a fish pond seedling."

"And, editor-in-chief Ren, this time it was not only Han Jin's works that were cold, but Guo Cheng's works were also ignored for a while. All of this was a good thing done by Qiu Shui."

"I don't care about the autumn water or not, I just want the result. Gao Hong, the publishing house has only one profit. That is, publishing best-selling works. Han Jin is a representative figure of youth literature. If this sign is ruined, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Editor Ren, don't worry. I have discussed with Han Jin and asked him to launch a new youth literature work. However, this time, this time it is not about writing prose, but about writing novels and campus novels. This is also Han Jin's best-known type."

"Okay, you can make arrangements for yourself. However, I hope nothing will happen this time."

...

"It's finally up to 5 stars."

After class, Huang Yifan entered the official website of Chinese writers. After searching, he found that the pseudonym Qiu Shui had risen to 5 stars.

This surprised Huang Yifan a little.

Ji Ziping said it well, fighting can indeed improve the star rating.

It seems that there will be more fights like this in the future.

However, even though he said so, Huang Yifan also knew that this was unlikely.

Although battles break out from time to time in the literary world, they are all small-scale verbal wars that cannot rise to much level. Such debates that arouse theoretical debates in the entire Chinese prose type sometimes do not occur once in ten years. Therefore, Huang Yifan's plan to improve by fighting is enough to think about it, but it may not be possible.

However, 5 stars are already considered good, and Huang Yifan is also quite satisfied.

Then Huang Yifan checked the power, obligations and benefits possessed by 5-star writers.

I found that it was all content that I was not very interested in, so I skipped it and ignored it.

Turning off the official website of Chinese writers, at this time, Hongdou, editor of Xinyue Publishing House, sent a message.

"Fanchen, your Chinese Ghost Story is doing well and has sold 500,000 copies."

"Wow, so fast, didn't you just sold 400,000 copies? In just a few days, you sold another 100,000 copies."

"Haha, I can only say that on the one hand, your works are good, and on the other hand, we have increased the publicity and promotion of your works. Of course, there is another aspect, that is, your luck is good."

"Good luck, what do you mean?"

"A war of prose theory broke out in the literary world recently. Have you heard of this?"

"I have seen it in newspapers, but what does my novel have to do with the Chinese prose war?"

"Why is it okay? Think about it, why did the Chinese prose theory war start? Wasn't it because Qiu Shui scolded a young literary writer named Nian Hua? Then, the prose war broke out. The traditional school believes that prose should have no theme, just like the prose written by Guo Cheng and Han Jin. But Qiu Shui said that prose should follow the form and the spirit gathering. In the end, Qiu Shui defeated many famous artists with one person's strength. And with a back, he completely swept out the market for those essays without themes. Guo Cheng and Han Jin are representatives of youth prose works. This time, influenced by the prose theory war, their prose could not be sold instantly."

"I understand. What you mean is that their prose cannot be sold. But readers still have to read books, so they couldn't help but buy my Chinese Ghost Story?"

"Haha, smart."

"I didn't expect that I would have such luck."

Huang Yifan smiled at Shanshan, this was a benefit generated after fighting.

It seems that this fight will be even more squeezing in the future. Maybe when will it help me?

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Happy together, happy together."

The two congratulated each other separately.

"But, Fan Chen Ju, I have something to ask you?"

"What's up?"

“To take your new book a step further, we are going to have you hold a signing party in ten cities across the country. What do you think?”

"Sorry, there's no time for this."

Huang Yifan refused directly.

It’s fine to Qidian Training Camp. Although he is young, the authors of online novels are generally not very old. The media has long reported on writing online novels when he was a teenager. Therefore, Huang Yifan does not have much psychological pressure. However, the physical part is not good. Huang Yifan is not ready yet, and at the same time, Huang Yifan doesn’t want to cause too much controversy after his appearance. He doesn’t want to become an entertainment writer like “Guo Cheng” and “Han Jin”. He just wants to hide in the corner to write peacefully.

"If you think about it again, you also know that readers still like the author of the work very much. If you can come, you can increase your new book sales a lot. Moreover, youth prose has been suppressed recently, and it is the time when the Chinese Ghost Story is making great efforts. If you don't work hard at this time, after Guo Cheng and Han Jin's new book comes out, the Chinese Ghost Story will probably be squeezed again."

"Oh, are they both going to launch a new book?"

"Yes, Guo Cheng and Han Jin have always been leading figures in the youth literature type. At the same time, they are more able to grasp the tastes of youth readers and are very popular in the market. Although your Chinese Ghost Story is well written, it is a supernatural work. It is too niche and cannot be compared with youth literature. Without taking advantage of this opportunity, it will be difficult for Chinese Ghost Story to break through the sales figure of 1 million copies."

Hongdou made sense, Huang Yifan nodded, but suddenly had an idea in his mind, "Since that's the case, Hongdou, how about I write a youth literature work?"

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Chapter completed!