Fantasy novels, which are not popular lately?

Wang gradually continued to search for the rankings.

Suddenly, he discovers a suspected fantasy novel, "Dragon Lance Chronicles".

Ranked 19th on the best-selling list.

"The Hobbit", "The Lord of the Rings", etc., are also in the top 100 best-selling lists.

But the crux of the matter is, are there no fantasy novels written in recent years?

Is it because the tastes of readers have changed recently, and new books can't come out?

Or is it true that no author has been willing to write fantasy novels lately?

Wang gradually was a little distressed, does "I Am the Archmage" conform to the tastes of contemporary Americans?

And most importantly, can you make money?

At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening.

Al walked out and asked Wang, "Hey, Wang, have you got a job?"

When he looked back, he saw Al looking at him with a worried face, and a few of his dirty braids were stubbornly curled.

"Alas, don't mention it. Wang gradually said with a little distress: "The white old man wanted to find an African-American waiter, and I was brushed off as soon as I met." ”

"Huh, looking for African?" Al was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "You mean, he wants to find Nigger?"

"I kind of know what he thinks. ”

Al said, "But lately, you yellow people, in places that are not where your own people gather, it is really difficult to find a job. Those books are so arrogant that no one likes them. ”

"But I'm Chinese!" Wang gradually said helplessly: "I'm not a book." ”

"Well, to most white people, there's no difference between you. ”

Al scoffed and said, "I'm still Nigerian, and I'm Cameroonian on the other side, but we're both nigger." ”

"In the United States, only white people have the power to divide Irish and German. Al continued: "It's really not good, just go with me and follow the big guy, and you can make a few bucks when you go to work?"

"Well, I'll think about it again. The king replied.

Gangsters?

Are you kidding!

The genes from the depths of the bloodline prevented Wang from taking that path.

Unless he is really poor and can't afford to eat, he won't even think about it.

Al shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's up to you, but we're about to pay the rent again." ”

Then, he walked to the bathroom.

Wang gradually scratched his head vigorously, feeling very weak.

Stuck in the Bronx and unable to find a job.

Sure enough, the most painful thing for people is that after waking up from a dream, there is no way out?

Now, it's okay to give yourself a chance to go to the factory and be a factory dog.

But the manufacturing industry of the old United States has been completely overturned by the book.

Most of the remaining industries that can make money also require a fairly high level of expertise.

Even whites are unemployed in large numbers, let alone themselves?

"I'll go to the bookstore tomorrow and see what the hottest books are like. Wang gradually thought in his heart.

After a while, Al changed his clothes, said hello to Wang Yan, and went out to mingle with his boss.

Wang gradually turned on the light and slowly copied the book "I Am the Great Master" in his mind in Chinese characters.

Soon, it was dark outside.

From time to time, the voices of men and women screaming, and occasionally a few more gunshots were heard.

The daily life in the Bronx is as powerful as ever.

Following.

The warm sunlight shone on Wang Yan's body, causing him to wake up suddenly.

Last night, I actually wrote all night?

Looking at the thick manuscript paper on the table, Wang gradually rubbed his eyes, and was in a state of confusion for a while.

Soon, he remembered that he was going to the bookstore today.

So, after washing up, I ate something casually, and then walked out of the house.

In the Bronx, it's easier to find a leaf or a pistol than a bookstore.

According to Wang's knowledge, the nearest bookstores are on the edge of the Bronx.

It was a place that belonged to the Bronx, but was a bit close to Brooklyn, like a paradise.

There were a lot of hippies from wealthy families living there.

They are different and call it art.

Well, there may be some artists who don't meet talents, but most of them are a group of pretending criminals whose main purpose is to be different.

However, because there are more rich people in it, the security is not bad.

Aside from the drug epidemic, violent crime is much lower than elsewhere in the Bronx.

Wang gradually came here by bus, and found that the style of painting here was different from that of other places.

There are fewer black men with gang headscarves and tattoos of knives and guns, but there are many young people wearing black eyeshadow and black leather clothes.

What is this style called?

Yes, punk.

Wang gradually looked at a white girl with a ring nose who had just walked over, and felt a toothache.

It's all TM idle!

Luckily, there's a bookstore just around the corner from the street.

It's just that the decoration is far from the bookstore in Wang Yan's mind.

Outside the bookstore, there is a large bat shape, and in front of the bat, there is a mask-wearing Spider-Man handing out flyers.

Before Wang gradually entered the bookstore, he saw a long queue of people outside the bookstore.

Of these, most were pale, bespectacled boys, black and white.

He grabbed a boy and asked, "Hey, Bro, what's going on here?"

I saw this white fat man with an obviously pale face looking at Wang Yan in surprise, and said, "You don't know? The latest volume of Spider-Man is going to be released today!"

"Spider-Man?" Wang gradually let go of his hand and thought silently, "Spider-Man is so popular? ”

When he walked into the bookstore, he realized that the bookstore was divided into two parts.

In the small space inside, there are mostly books, including but not limited to, those seen on the bestseller list last night.

But there were only a few people inside.

I don't know if it's because I came too early, or if these books really don't sell well here.

Outside, the larger space is mainly used to sell some comics, as well as comic peripherals.

There are already a lot of people queuing up to check out.

Most of these people are holding hardcover versions of Spider-Man and Spider-Man's minifigures.

Wang gradually walked into the side of the bestseller first, and picked up last night's suspected fantasy novels "Dragon Lance Chronicles", "Dark Elves", "The Lord of the Rings" and so on.

Then I found a stool and looked at it.

After gritting his teeth and watching for half an hour, he stood up in a daze.

It is undeniable that these novels are beautifully written, have grand backgrounds, and profound meanings.

Can...

Wang gradually still can't stand it.

It's just a novel, and everyone reads it just to relax their nerves and relieve stress.

You make such a complex setting, so many protagonists...

Tired or not!

If I want to read serious literature, can't I watch "Wuthering Heights" and "Notre Dame de Paris"?

"The Count of Monte Cristo" is also more refreshing than these books, okay.

Is there something wrong with your own aesthetics?

Wang gradually looked up at the people who were reading, many of them were women, and some were looking at some collection of poems.

Belch...

He felt that no matter what era it was, the people who read poetry collections belonged to an absolute minority.

These people should not represent the aesthetics of the public.

So, Wang gradually raised his head and looked at the other side of the bookstore.

Why don't you check out the latest comic book for Spider-Man?