After eating the noodles, Xia Xue asked for a pen and an exercise book.

"Big brother, what do you want to do with these?" Xia Xue asked curiously.

"Writing novels. Summer explained.

"Write a novel?!You write a novel?" Xia Xue said in surprise, and Chen Yixin on the side was even more shocked that his jaw dropped.

"Why don't you believe me?" said Summer, a little depressed. It's just writing a novel, and it's not about doing something earth-shattering, as for making such a fuss.

"Hmm. Xia Xue nodded honestly. My eldest brother has not had a few taels of elegant bones since he was a child, let alone writing novels, even if he reads novels, he can't turn a few pages. If he could write a novel, the sun would have come out of the west.

"Brother Tian, are you really okay? Chen Yixin asked worriedly.

Summer was speechless for a moment, and didn't bother to explain to them again, "Forget it, I won't tell you more, after I write it, you will know what I can do." With that, he took the pen and paper and went back to the house.

Leaving Xia Xue and Chen Yixin in the living room, you look at me, I look at you, they all feel that the current summer is very abnormal. "Brother Yixin, my brother can't really do anything, right? Xia Xue asked worriedly.

She knew that her eldest brother had his head broken the day before yesterday, and if it was really as Chen Yixin said, there might be any sequelae, then she really didn't know what to do.

"You think he's weird, right, I've felt something wrong since yesterday. Chen Yixin said with a wry smile, telling all the strange stories that happened in the summer from yesterday to today.

Hearing that the eldest brother understands both directing and photography, screenwriting and editing, he has become a civil and military all-rounder. And he changed his previous temperament, becoming cautious, steady and resourceful, Xia Xue couldn't help but feel very surprised.

"Brother Yixin, does the eldest brother really say that he was opened?" Xia Xue asked with big watery eyes.

Chen Yixin's face turned red when she saw it, and he nodded desperately, "Brother Tian did say so. ”

"That may seem to be true. Xia Xue clapped her hands happily and smiled, "As the saying goes, if you don't die in a disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, it seems that the eldest brother is really running at the right time." ”

"Hmm. Chen Yixin also nodded again and again, expressing 100% agreement with Xia Xue's words.

……

While Chen Yixin and Xia Xue were worried about summer, he was busy thinking about his first novel.

For traversers, especially penniless poor boys like Summer, copying is the most convenient and fastest way to accumulate raw capital. Because it has the smallest investment, a pen, a few pieces of paper can start work, simple and easy.

In my previous life, I liked to read books very much, on the one hand, I broadened my mind and enriched my knowledge, and on the other hand, I was very bored and passed my free time.

After graduating, he took the time to read a lot of books during the years of filming with the crew. Among them, there are not only professional books related to film and television production, but also online novels that are appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

Now in the summer, he plans to copy a future online novel and sell it, because he is really short of money now. Not only does he have to pay off the loan sharks his dad owes, but he also wants to raise money to make a movie. Being a copyist is the most convenient and fast way for him now.

"But which one to copy?" Summer is a little difficult to choose, he has read not 10,000 novels but 8,000, fantasy, fairytale, urban, supernatural...... There is everything, but not every book is suitable for the current social environment, and it needs to be carefully selected.

"The most popular in Hong Kong now should be martial arts novels, but unfortunately I don't read too many martial arts novels. Summer said to herself with a frown. When he read books for recreation, martial arts novels had completely declined, except for the classics of the four great families of Jin Gu Wen and Liang, it was difficult for martial arts novels created by others to get his favor again.

"Oh, by the way, how did I forget it. Summer's eyes suddenly lit up, clapping his hands and laughing, and then he wrote seven traditional Chinese characters on the paper crookedly, "The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple".

"The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple" is the work of Taiwanese online novel writer Nine Knives, which once won the first Million Ke Mi Ruizhi TV Novel Million First Award, and was later adapted into a comic of the same name by Hong Kong cartoonist Qiu Fulong, which shows its popularity.

Although Xia is not angry about the hardcore ** identity of Nine Knives, he also has some appreciation for his talent. What's more, copying his works and selling them for money, there is no psychological pressure in the summer.

"Just copy this kid's book, who asked him to support the **?" Xia made up his mind, "It's called wearing other people's shoes and going his own way, so that he has no shoes to wear and no way to go." ”

After deciding on the title of the book, Summer began to copy it. However, he only remembered the general content of the book, and the specific chapters and sentences had long been forgotten, after all, he was a human brain, not a computer, and it was impossible to remember it clearly after reading it twice.

Fortunately, he also worked as a screenwriter in his previous life, and writing is no stranger to him. At the moment, he recalls the general context of the book and fills in the details with his talent......

"Wow, man, your writing is so ugly, it's like a dog crawling. After writing a few lines, he couldn't help but spit out to himself when he saw the crooked handwriting on the paper.

The "summer" of this life is a martial arts idiot, obsessed with martial arts, and dropped out of middle school without graduating. Therefore, not to mention writing beautiful and good handwriting, it is already good to be able to read and write.

In the previous life, "Summer" was a genius, and he wrote beautiful and good words. But he only knows how to write simplified characters, and he is not very good at writing traditional characters.

Therefore, it took almost a night to write a little more decently in the summer. And the novel "The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple", he has also written almost 20,000 words. This is because of the relationship between practicing calligraphy, so it took a lot of time.

"Now that I can see people in my handwriting, I should be able to write twice as fast next time. Xia thought to himself, his current hand speed is about 1,500 words per hour, and a double increase is 3,000 words per hour, which is very good.

The novel "The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple" is only a total of more than 100,000 words, and it can be completed in four days at most.

"Take this book to test the water first, if the reader feedback is good, it can not only increase the popularity, but also raise the price when the next book is opened. Summer pondered.

At this moment, he heard a sudden "cooing" sound in his stomach, and he couldn't help laughing, "Belly, belly, you have to accompany me to work all night, and I will comfort you later." ”

When I got out of the room, I saw Chen Yixin sleeping on the sofa, thinking that he was afraid of disturbing his creation, so he didn't dare to enter the house.

Seeing this scene, a warm feeling suddenly surged in Summer's heart.

"Big brother, have you finished writing the novel?" the little sister Xia Xue heard the voice and walked out of the kitchen and said, "Wake up Brother Yixin, it's time for breakfast." ”

Xia nodded, and was about to wake up Chen Yixin, when he heard Xia Xue's voice, and he had already stood up, "Ah Xue, when did you wake up, why didn't you wake me up, how embarrassed you are to see me sleep?"

"Uh-huh!" Xia deliberately coughed, which suddenly surprised Chen Yixin, "Hey, Brother Tian, are you awake too?" he hurriedly smiled.

"Big brother didn't just wake up, but he didn't sleep at all. Xia Xue shook her head and said, "I noticed that the lights in his house were not turned off all night. ”

"No wonder Brother Tian's face is a little pale, sit down, sit down. Chen Yixin pulled Xia Xia to sit down and said with concern, "By the way, Brother Tian, how is your novel doing?"

"I've written almost 20,000 words. Summer said with a smile.

"Wow, it's so fast!" Chen Yixin said in surprise, "Brother Tian, I didn't expect you to really know how to write novels." ”

"Big brother, let's see, okay?" Xia Xue also hurriedly came over and said.

"Of course, I'm going to see your reaction. Summer nodded and smiled, "It's on the table, you can go and get it." ”

Xia Xue nodded, ran into the house quickly, took out the exercise book, and read it with Chen Yixin.

"'The Eighth Bronze Man of Shaolin Temple', this name is a bit strange. After seeing the title of the book, Chen Yixin couldn't help muttering.

"The name is weird, so that it can catch people's attention first. is like the stage name of a star, not afraid of strange, not afraid of strange, just afraid of ordinary, and can't leave any impression on people. Xia Xue said.

"Yes, yes, Axue, you're really right, it's my shallow knowledge. Chen Yixin hurriedly admitted his mistake, secretly regretting that he didn't have a door on his mouth. This book was written in the summer, even if it's a piece of, I have to praise it vigorously, how can I pour cold water on it as soon as it comes up.

Xia Xue no longer paid attention to him, but looked down seriously.

"No matter what era you are in, when you are young, everyone wants to be a hero.

……

As we get older, many so-called realities continue to make us "realize" that the dream of becoming a hero in the past is just an illusory journey that must be passed through in childhood. We laughed back, but we didn't hold back.

So we chose other life goals, to become engineers, store managers, actors, teachers, and novelists. If you want to see "heroes", open the comics, go to the cinema, and see the illusory images that only belong to yourself in the past. Or comfort yourself that if you can play your role in society, be a good father or something, you are a hero.

But such a hero is nothing more than a compromise with reality, or a "redefinition" that simply succumbs to reality. After all, heroes are inherently surreal peculiarities, existing for some surreal terrible evil, so they are not needed.

……”

Seeing the preface above, and thinking of this eldest brother who has also had a "hero dream" since he was a child and is obsessed with martial arts, Xia Xue couldn't help but burst into tears.

During the new book, I am anxious to ask for all kinds of support!