Chapter 39 Treatment
"So, you don't know this book?"
Mu Chun was as lazy as a cat, except that he didn't take a nap in the sun.
"I didn't think of it for a moment. If it was this book, even fewer people would know about it because I couldn't buy a translated version."
"So, the author is still smart and knows how to copy some relatively rare works."
"It's not even rare. If you're a good reader of English, you can definitely buy the English version."
Muchun nodded, finally put down his already empty coffee cup, and took out two things from the drawer.
Two books!
"This is "Changing Planes" published by Xinxing more than ten years ago. This is the English version of "Changing Planes"."
Liuyun opened his mouth in disbelief, "You actually have "Changing Planes"? This book has been out of print for a long time."
"Then what's there? I also have a good book."
Mu Chun said, and took out a black and white cover of the novel "Holographic Rose Fragments" from the drawer.
This time, Liu Yun's mouth opened wider and wider.
"Oh my god, my god, this book is even harder to buy than "The Changing Planes". People on the forum have been asking who has "Holographic Rose Fragments". Cyberpunk style has always been very niche, but in recent years it seems
It is becoming more popular. "Neuromancer" has been released in several versions, but "Holographic Rose Fragments" has never been released in Chinese."
"William Gibson has a great reputation, but even "Neuromancer" has not been read by many people. However, the sales should be good. Whether to buy it or not and whether to read it are not the same thing."
"Even if we look at William Gibson's works now, they are still ahead of his time, let alone for his time."
Muchun nodded in agreement, "It's like driving a motorcycle over a rainy city, with sticky streets underfoot and flashing shabby neon lights.
In mid-air, you pass a corner and meet a woman. She kisses you. Her hair is like flashing circuits. You touch her forehead with the newly replaced mechanical palm.
There was the sound of electricity surging behind me, as well as the panic of reading dreams."
"That's enough, that's enough. I haven't read "Holographic Rose Fragments". Are you talking about a short story in it?"
"No, of course not. I am a reader and a science fiction enthusiast. In addition, I also like prose and "Dream of Red Mansions"."
"Who believes it?"
Although he said so, Liu Yun already believed it. Based on Mu Chun's sudden narration just now and the two out-of-print books in front of him, Liu Yun was absolutely convinced that Mu Chun was a science fiction reader, perhaps a better reader.
He also wants to be a serious science fiction fan.
"Which did he plagiarize from? William Gibson's cyberpunk or Ursula Le Guin's fantasy?"
"You'll know if you can see it yourself? Do you want to see it now?"
Muchun threw out a printed novel and said, "Look, the first-prize winning work has almost the entire text plagiarized."
""confusion"?"
Liu Yun read it over and over again three times, and finally he remembered this short story, which was "Chaos". He couldn't remember it because the expressions in English and Chinese were slightly different. Secondly, he was comparing it with the one in Mu Chun's collection.
"Changing Planes", this author didn't even change the title of the novel and directly plagiarized it.
"That's right. Can you tell which one is Le Guin's and which one is plagiarized?"
Liuyun shook his head, he really couldn't tell the difference.
"That's right, I can't even tell the difference. The question is how come those judges haven't read this novel?"
Muchun showed an incredible smile.
Liu Yun also felt a little embarrassed on his face, he wanted to laugh but couldn't.
"After all, it is a short story. It is impossible for the judges to read all the short stories."
"That's true."
Muchun also agreed with Liuyun's words.
"So? This is what you call the funny thing?"
"Don't you thank me?"
"Thank u?"
"Look, this author is definitely wrong. I sent a message to the science fiction boss and informed him that a short story I read was very similar to a short story in the book. I asked the boss who plagiarized it.
who?"
"Isn't this nonsense?"
"The boss is very serious. He specially compared the two novels, and then"
"Then, no wonder I saw a group of authors discussing plagiarism this morning. Was it your fault?"
"Yes, who would let such a person not create well and plagiarize? Plagiarism does not include plagiarism and shameless nonsense behind other people's novels that have been carefully created. When I see injustice, I will say it one by one."
"ah?"
Unexpectedly, a hint of chivalrous demeanor suddenly flashed across Mu Chun's body. Liu Yun couldn't help but feel that he had come to the wrong place. Where was this hospital? It was simply Wudang or Shaolin, a famous place that upholds justice.
"Do you think it hurts or not?"
It's indeed a bit satisfying.
But Liu Yun couldn't laugh. Originally, this person's comments made Liu Yun uncomfortable for a while. Mu Chun did this to vent his anger for him.
I don't know why, but he just can't be happy.
"I don't care, you have to pay the treatment fee for this matter. I criticized the author in your novel, a hundred times."
"What?"
"I'll fight him with a hundred numbers."
"Why do you use a hundred numbers? Where do you get so many numbers?"
"You can get as much as you want, just include it in the treatment fee."
When money was mentioned, Muchun changed his lazy sitting posture and said seriously: "The treatment fee must be charged."
"What is the treatment?"
Liu Yun wanted to say what kind of treatment was this? He didn't ask Mu Chun to fight against anti-fans, so why should he be blamed for the money?
However, after all, it is a very satisfying thing to say.
"Let me tell you something that you will definitely be happy to hear. Don't pretend to be serious. Just be happy if you want to be happy."
Liu Yun finally burst out laughing, not only because Mu Chun was really happy about this, but also because he laughed at himself as if he was being defrauded of treatment fees by a doctor.
It would be great if a person could be as happy with grudges as Dr. Mu, but the author is inevitably afraid of offending readers.
How should I put it? I simply didn’t say anything when I saw the comment. It was obvious that the other party was making malicious comments and I didn’t dare to say anything. It would have been nice if it was as simple as Mu Chun said.
Over time, some authors stopped reading reviews. Some authors even said something like this before, "On the day the new book was released, I hid at home and didn't want to go out. I didn't want to go to the bookstore and hear what other people said about my book. I was like a timid person.
Many children are afraid that they will be criticized by the teacher if they fail the exam."
Dr. Mu cannot understand such a feeling.
Even if you fall into the dust, you cannot completely relax.
"Happy today, smile today, will you continue to create tomorrow? I guess you must be an author like Stephen King, who writes all year round. If you don't learn to smile, you will become as ugly as him.
."
"What's so ugly?" Liu Yun decided to retaliate. Since Dr. Mu still wanted to charge for his treatment, why not just say what he wanted to say.
Liu Yun said loudly: "You are ugly. Stephen King is a great god. How about a great god?"
Chapter completed!