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Companies that make money are all similar, and companies that lose money have their own losses.

Qianhong's office is now in a mess, the company's three super popular authors Han Shuo, Yi Shui'an and Gu Yongsheng are about to collectively publish books, and the editorial department, operation department, and public relations department are like facing a big enemy, and they are busy online and offline.

At this time, Gu Yongsheng sent a new manuscript of the book quite out of place—an incomplete edition.

It took Lu Yichou nearly an hour to finish reading the manuscript, and at first he was enjoying himself while watching, and scolded Gu Yongsheng with a smile: "This guy is bad!" For some people and some works, "loss", "grandson", and "ruthless" are all praises.

According to his years of reading experience, it can be judged that this story must be a comedy, unless Gu Yongsheng dares to risk the world's disapproval, completely ignoring those conventions of literature and art, and deliberately reversing the plot.

"After all, writing novels and writing poems have something in common, the so-called love language is a love language, you can't create a cheerful atmosphere for so long, and finally tamper with the plot bluntly, besides, this Gu Yongsheng will never sing this kind of bloody tune, brother and sister, it's obviously impossible. ”

Lu Yichou, who had been smiling all the way, felt like eating a fly when he saw the ending of Gu Yong's birth, and analyzed with his old partner Wei Wuzhi with his strong professional experience.

"It should be a joke, and there will be a reversal later. Wei Wuzhi gave his opinion.

"Definitely, the key is in which person. ”

"Mrs. Yuan is the most likely, if my guess is right, she should be remarried, so that the two will not be related by blood, and they can be regarded as pseudo-blood relatives. ”

"This still doesn't work, pseudo-blood relatives are a bit troublesome in our time. Not to mention in a feudal society?"

"That is Xiao Banhe's murder, or divorce his wife. ”

"No, no, we can't use the current rules of the game to analyze this matter, in that era, as long as there is the righteousness of brother and sister, it is difficult to break away from this relationship, in the eyes of others, the hero and heroine brother and sister cannot be separated, it is unethical to be together, and whether it is murder or divorce. None of them match the tone of the book, and to be honest, I'm vaguely worried. ”

"Worried about the end of the story?"

"It may be that the previous writing is too good, and there will be this kind of habitual worry, because once the ending is not handled well. Readers are bound to be in a commotion. ”

"Now everyone is discussing the ending of Lian Nishang and Zhuo Yihang. ”

"That's reasonable, but there will still be some controversy. Gray hair complex. Where is so easy to unravel. Hey, don't interrupt, let's go back to "Mandarin Duck Knife", it's still a bet. ”

"Speaking of bets, I have a guess that he dared to challenge our entire editorial office and all our readers by himself. He must have come prepared, I think there are only two possibilities, either he has prepared a very brilliant twist, or ...... Thinking backwards. In fact, it was still a tragedy, when everyone was trying to make the ending for him, he followed the original plot, but it was unexpected. ”

"I'd rather be the former - but I don't know if it's because my cognitive system is aging or something else, I always feel that the level is obviously not as good as in previous years, just now I pushed the plot from the two aspects of plot logic and writing techniques, and there is still no good way, I feel that no matter how I deal with it, this is a dead knot. ”

"The author can explain it with 'the children of the rivers and lakes are informal', and the reader is willing to accept it, after all, this story is written for modern people. ”

"If it could be so simple, Gu Yongsheng would not be Gu Yongsheng. ”

Lu Yichou and Wei Wuzhi discussed for a long time, and came to the conclusion that the hero and heroine will never be brothers and sisters, and the ending of the story is a comedy on the eighth floor, but there may be a slight trace in the twist.

It is not surprising that Lu Yichou has this kind of concern, because the foreshadowing of the recognition of mother and son in the story is very obvious, the male protagonist's surname is Yuan, Xiao Ban and the second lady also happen to be surnamed Yuan, so the speculation of Mrs. Yuan's remarriage with her son is logical, only if it is obvious, it will feel dangerous, this kind of foreshadowing is not clever from a certain point of view, and sophisticated readers will inevitably scoff at it.

Lu Yichou re-read the story, and then wowed Yi Shui'an: "Have you finished reading "Mandarin Duck Knife"?"

"Well, I'm tidying up. ”

"Tidying up?"

"That's right, it's that set of knife techniques, which can be taken out to form a beautiful poem. ”

"Integrating poetry into martial arts is also a must, and this idea is estimated to be popularized in the martial arts world. ”

"What's even more rare is that the name of the move not only meets the essence of martial arts, but also closely connects with the story and pushes the plot forward, which is amazing. ”

"Speaking of plot, do you have any thoughts on the ending, comedy or tragedy as always?"

This tone of writing will not be a tragedy, the story has already hinted that Yuan Guannan has nothing to do with Xiao Zhonghui, and the heroine's heart knot will be untied at the end. ”

Yi Shui'an believes that it is comedy because she believes in Gu Yongsheng's commitment to him, and her speculation is determined by her own creative style, because in Yi Shui'an's view, the work is a craft that explores people's hearts.

Lu Yichou naturally knew this, and did not have an in-depth discussion on this issue, and replied: "Let's see how he receives it, and send the manuscript to your editor." ”

"It's been sent over, and they're watching. ”

"Good. ”

……

"The sword light covers the peacock screen, and the double phoenix in the sound of the blue flute, these two sentences are the best. Yi Shui'an looked at his sorted out "husband and wife knife technique" and commented with a smile.

"It's a shame that he can come up with it, if all the ancient poems are replaced with martial arts moves, will it be easier for students to memorize?" Yi Shui'an thought with a smile, and suddenly frowned slightly, "Why don't you finish writing all seventy-two moves?" ”

How did Yi Shui'an know that this set of "husband and wife sword technique" can only be regarded as a test of the golden martial arts, to the later stage of "The Condor Heroes" in the jade girl Suxin sword and even "Smiling Proud Jianghu" in the Chong Ling swordsmanship, its charm and moving, will definitely make Yi Shui'an have a deeper understanding.

After reading the manuscript, Qianhong and the editors were all very happy, but when they saw the end, they were more or less worried. Because this Gu Yongsheng seems to have a bad taste for abuse in his bones, this kind of "stepfather-bellied black" writer has always made readers love and hate.

……

On the evening of December 24th, Christmas Eve, Yuehe happened to usher in the first snow of the year, and everyone was happy to say that they had finally encountered a "white Christmas".

Liu Jingting has always had an attitude of neither rejection nor enthusiasm for Western festivals, but that was before.

In fact, just after lunch, he went to the fruit store near the school to buy an expensive apple.

"I've been forgetting about the exam for the past few days, and it's Christmas Eve today. As soon as the bell rang for the end of the evening self-study class, Mi Hu stood up and complained to her table with a tired face, "Let's go." ”

"Is there someone waiting outside?"

The same table debunked Mi Amber's insincerity, and Mi Hu finished sorting out her school bag. smiled and said, "Just a junior brother." ”

Walking out of the door of the class, I saw Liu Jingting in a blue down jacket from the side. Keep your hands in your pockets. Leaning against the wall and looking up at the sky, at this moment, Mi Hu suddenly felt that this silhouette was a little lonely, and looked up as if looking at her home planet.

"Why do you look so literary and artistic?"

Liu Jingting smiled at her and said, "I'm a junior in the first year of high school, and I rashly came to pick up the senior sister from school. There's always going to be some pressure, so always have to put it up. ”

Mi Hu casually glanced at Liu Jingting's pocket, and found nothing abnormal, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Didn't this guy forget what day it was?"

"I remember when it snowed when I was a child, I especially liked to run on the road and look up at the snow around the street lamp, which showed that the literary temperament was really born. ”

Mi Hu was interested in listening to him reminisce about his childhood at this time, and said without a trace: "It's quite a coincidence this year, I met a white Christmas." ”

"Hmm. Liu Jingting responded casually, and Mi Hu secretly cursed in his heart, "Wood." ”

The two walked side by side along the path next to the teaching building, because the snow was not falling much, and there was no umbrella, allowing the snowflakes to fall on them, passing by a pine tree, Liu Jingting suddenly stopped, as if he suddenly remembered something important, patted his head and said: "Tomorrow Christmas, then tonight is not Christmas Eve?"

Mi Hu glanced at him angrily, the expression on his face seemed to say, "You just know", but said lightly: "You also believe this, and it is not a traditional Chinese festival." ”

Compared to the sentence in the classroom, Cheng Dù couldn't help but hear the words of this sentence.

Liu Jingting pondered solemnly for a while, and said, "I'm going to deliver apples on Christmas Eve, wait a minute," he said and walked to the pine tree, reached out and took out a bag from the branches, and the bag was naturally the apple he bought at noon.

"Luckily, Santa Claus hung the presents here in advance," he said, taking the apple from the bag, walking up to Mi Amber and saying softly, "Happy Christmas Eve." ”

Seeing this scene, Mi Hu, the previous resentment has long been gone, although she tried her best to hold on, but the smile on her face still slowly rose, she took the apple with her hand, and said with some disgust: "Why is this apple so fat?"

Liu Jingting smiled and did not answer.

"I also have a gift for you, ah no, me, I went to the mall today to buy paper towels, and by the way, I bought you a warm baby. ”

The girl with a strong sense of happiness took out a warm yellow hot water bottle from her schoolbag and handed it to Liu Jingting, who took it with a smile.

"Well, when I write that night, I can use it, and, ahem, that apple. As he spoke, he took out a red apple from his bag.

Liu Jingting was stunned for a moment, took the apple, looked ashamed, and said: "Go back and have time to look at the mailbox, there is a new story for you, as a gift, but if you dare to read it all night, there will be no more in the future." ”

Mi Amber wrinkled her nose and said, "Got it." ”

The snow fell gently.

……

On Christmas Day, four things related to Yoo Kyung-jeong happened in a row.

"Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain" and "Half-petal Lotus" were jointly listed;

The TV series "Yue Nu Sword" was launched;

Yao, the editor-in-chief of "Children's Literature and Art", called and said that the parents of the little girl named Qiao Keli wanted to see her;

Qianhong gave the ending of his own guess.

Liu Jingting stood in front of the balcony of the bedroom, smiled wryly and said to himself, "Can there be more things?"

Then the phone rang, and Gong Chengen called...... (To be continued)