Chapter 208
Chapter 208 (Thanks to the leader of book friend 1384)
Diao Yiwen took out her mobile phone, quickly swiped to a certain page, and showed the screen to Wang Zixu.
Before he could get closer to take a look, the others moved their faces closer.
On the screen was the details page of the novel "Stone Fire", with the title written on the title page, and next to the cover was a gray box with "No cover yet" written inside.
On the right is a rating bar graph, which currently has a score of 0, with "Not enough people to rate, no rating yet" written next to it;
Below is a small table with the words “Publishing information not available”.
In short, except for the title of the book, everything on this page is "not available yet".
Despite this, the comment section is not "None" and there are already several comments.
"It's a very good subject, but it's a shame to let a newcomer write it. It's a shame."
"The beginning seems okay, but I heard that this author was published in Get for the first time. I suspect there is something fishy going on. The subject matter is very good, but it's hard to say what will happen next."
"The idea is very grand, but I only read a little bit and didn't get into it, because while reading it, I kept thinking, how great it would be if Yan Zishan wrote about this topic! It's a pity that he doesn't write about topics that others have written about."
……
"This..." Wang Zixu pointed at the screen, very surprised, "Where is this?"
"Cai Ya." Diao Yiwen took back her phone. "It is currently the only designated reading platform in China."
"This is too much of a bully!"
Wang Zixu's lips were trembling and his hands and feet were cold. He was sweating in the middle of winter.
What does "it's ruined by a newcomer" mean? What does "it would be better to let Yan Zishan write it" mean?
Good land is uncultivated, but once it is cultivated, people will fight for it, right?
Just now, Wang Zixu was only slightly unhappy after reading Wang Zhongxing's eloquent literary review, but these few comments really broke his defense.
No matter how outrageous Wang Zhongxing's comments were, at least they were logical. He didn't even know whether the people who made these comments were humans or other species.
There are actually more than a dozen likes.
Ning Chunyan said: "Hey, don't be so rude, this is a good thing."
"Good news?" Wang Zixu turned around and looked at her.
"If you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person. Look at your book. It hasn't even been published yet, but so many people are paying attention to it. This shows that it will be a big hit."
"what?"
Diao Yiwen nodded: "That's true. In that issue of Obtain, no other article had this treatment, only his Fire in the Stone had a separate page, which shows that it received special attention."
"Isn't that because I was the only long-running serial in that issue of Get?"
Xiao Mengyin said, "Forget it. Why bother with online comments? Who knows if the person who posted the comment is a young intellectual who wants to write but can't. Netizens don't have any appreciation ability. They can only follow the trend to praise or criticize."
Ning Chunyan blinked and asked with a smile, "Could it be that the little prince's reputation is also just following the trend?"
"Yes."
"What about your own reputation? Do you just follow the crowd?"
"Yes," Xiao Mengyin said calmly, "Otherwise why do we have to find a celebrity to write the jacket for a book?"
Having said this, Wang Zixu was a little distracted. He remembered the book full of famous writers' names that Duan Xiaosang gave him at An Younan's house that day.
"Is Shi Shuqiu going to publish a book?"
Xiao Mengyin was startled: "How do you know?"
Ning Chunyan pushed him and said, "Forget it, forget it. Don't think about these things that you can't do anything about. Just go out and take a walk."
Prince Xu thought about it, accepted the suggestion, stood up and went out.
After he went out, Ning Chunyan and Xiao Mengyin looked at each other.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"Yeah." Xiao Mengyin nodded.
"Is it related to him?" Ning Chunyan asked again, with a hint of vigilance in his expression.
"Yes. But I was afraid that he would be too shocked, so I didn't dare to tell him."
Ning Chunyan blinked and said, "That's not to be afraid. He said he is a copper pea and very durable."
She added: "But you can tell me and I will consider whether to tell him or not."
Xiao Mengyin hesitated for a moment, then spoke:
"There's going to be a sequel to Yesterday's Star. And... the sequel is pretty well written."
Ning Chunyan's eyes flickered twice: "That's it?"
Xiao Mengyin bit her lip and said nothing. In fact, she had a guess in her mind, but now there were so many people around, she was embarrassed to say it.
……
The campus area of NTU ranks second in the province and among the top five in the country. However, most of it is mountainous.
Wang Zixu walked with his hands behind his back, passing by the mountain path, the arch bridge, the small pavilion, and the basketball court, but his heart was still uneasy.
"Dude! Help me throw the ball!"
The basketball jumped from the edge of the flower bed to the road and was about to run towards freedom. Prince Xu kicked the ball to stop it, then picked it up and aimed at the court opposite the bushes and acacia trees.
For a moment, he wanted to walk over and say, "Add me in."
He didn't have good skills, he was just a test-taker in middle school and high school, he never practiced. But with his height and wingspan, he was like a wall when he stood there, and his shooting touch was very soft, so he even played as the main force of the department's basketball team in college.
But maybe it was because of the psychological trauma left by his father forcing him to exercise since he was a child, or maybe he didn't have a genuine fascination with basketball. He hasn't touched a ball since graduating from college.
Wang Zixu shot the ball, and the basketball drew a beautiful parabola in the air and was thrown to the other side. The thought of "adding me" only came into his mind for a moment and then disappeared. Later he thought that if he wore a tight suit shirt, he would sweat all over and the shirt would be half-transparent. When he returned to the club, a bunch of women would stare at him, which would not look good.
This is what people in their 30s are like. They have to look ahead and behind before doing anything, so it’s boring.
The painful part is that you know it's boring, but you still have to do it.
After walking a few hundred meters forward, I suddenly saw a familiar face coming towards me. It was Professor Zhong Junmin.
Professor Zhong was alone, also walking slowly along Qingcai Road with his hands behind his back and his eyes squinted. His mental state was similar to Wang Zixu's.
Their eyes met and they were stunned at the same time. Then, both sides felt that they should say hello to each other.
Wang Zixu is the younger generation, so he decided to take the initiative.
"Professor Zhong."
"Ah."
"You're taking a walk?"
"think."
"Ok."
Wang Zixu was thinking about how to say goodbye elegantly. Professor Zhong might have felt embarrassed and spoke up:
"You take a walk?"
"I'm thinking about it too."
"it is good."
After saying that, both of them fell silent.
Professor Zhong tilted his head and said, "Let's go for a walk together."
"it is good."
Wang Zixu felt like he had missed the best opportunity to escape.
The two walked side by side in silence for a long time before Professor Zhong spoke:
"Fire in the Stone, not bad."
"Thank you."
"is it hard?"
"……Disaster."
Wang Zixu endured the surging emotions in his heart and uttered the word with great difficulty.
After saying this word, Wang Zixu suddenly felt relieved.
The whole world only cares about whether the subject matter is good or not, but no one has ever asked whether it is difficult or not.
"It's right to be difficult," Professor Zhong said. "If everyone can write, why would they write? This is how creative writing should be done."
After that, he asked again: "There are more to come, right?"
Wang Zixu answered honestly: "A total of 60 words, 20 words per issue. So far, only two parts have been published, and there is also an ending."
"I know. I've finished reading it. When will the rest of the content be written?"
“Written until this year.”
"This year?"
"Yes. Exactly one hundred years."
"That's not necessary."
After saying that, Zhong Junmin added: "Too much work."
The meaning of "Taigong" is too skillful. Just put together a hundred years, it looks very artificial and unnatural.
Wang Zixu did not refute, but just smiled.
Seeing him like this, Professor Zhong no longer had any prejudice against him.
"You have your own ideas in mind, and it seems you have expressed them. That's good, that's good."
Wang Zixu lowered his head and thought, on the day of the work seminar, Shen Qingfeng would also be here, and Shi Tonghe might find a bunch of flatterers to criticize him.
It is possible that it will end up like "A World of Ordinary People", which will fall into decline after being criticized, and its publication will fail. Fei Shi will also fail. By that time, only a few people like Professor Zhong with high academic qualifications will be able to see this work, and perhaps only a few people with high academic qualifications like Professor Zhong will be patient enough to finish reading it.
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked up and asked softly:
"Professor Zhong, do you think the quality of a work is determined by the authorities or by the readers?"
Professor Zhong raised his head and said, "Is there any need to ask? Of course, the authority has the final say.
"Literature has its merits and demerits, and appreciation has its highs and lows. The significance of the existence of pioneers and authorities is to guide what is good literature, what is a good work, and to lead the direction of aesthetics."
Wang Zixu asked: "...But what if the authority who criticized the work, out of selfish motives, deliberately gave a bad review to a very good work?"
Zhong Junmin narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed behind the thick glass lenses.
"If that person gives a bad review to a very good work out of selfish motives, then he is not an authority."
(End of this chapter)