Chapter 108: Seeing Chu Liuxiang in the World Again!!
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The wind direction that has been condensed for a long time will naturally not be completely reversed because Gu Yongsheng came out and knocked on the keyboard a few times, in fact, after the wave of supporting comments passed, the voice of doubt sounded immediately.
"It doesn't say anything, it's obvious that I memorized the manuscript in advance. ā
"No wonder I can't shrink for so long, it turns out that I am endorsing. ā
"Qianhong arranged such a substitute to come out, is it to prove how good a person's memory is? I wonder if anyone from the Guinness Book of Records Committee was notified. ā
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Qianhong's public relations staff, who have been paying attention to the live broadcast, saw the statements of the doubters, they couldn't cry or laugh, and those who had a slightly hotter temper had already scolded.
You are the one who is clamoring to be locked up and write, and now that you are doing it, you say that you are memorizing the manuscript, so you can't prove yourself anyway?
However, what made them happy was that as soon as the questioning sounded, it was sternly protested by supporters who had obviously grown stronger: "People have already said that they will stop writing when you don't have a chance to argue with fart. ā
"Speaking of the scum of the endorsement, I will give you half a year, and I will also memorize two books for me, and then write it live broadcast, if you can do it, I will give you 50 million, do you dare to gamble?"
"People with such memories have already gone to the World Memory Championship to play with prize money, can they be forced to be like this?"
In this controversy, for the first time, there was a situation in which doubts and support were evenly matched, which shows that after Gu Yongsheng gave such an attitude, he still had some effect.
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"Sister Mo, Cui She didn't know about this in advance?"
Xue Muliang was sitting at his desk, and he was talking on the phone with Mo Zhiyu, vice president of the Yellow River Literature and Art, he had a cooperation to talk about at ten o'clock, but after learning the news of Gu Yongsheng's live broadcast. immediately changed his itinerary, stayed in the office, and watched the young man in white on the screen write more and more, and the doubts about the endorsement gradually became untenable, and he finally couldn't help but call Mo Zhiyu.
"This is the bureau of Xingyue, Ta Ge and Lu Yichou," Mo Zhiyu's tone was a little discouraged, "Lu Yichou is using a strategy to show the enemy weakness, careless." ā
"That ......"
"Since they made such a big fuss, they must have come prepared, how could Lu Yichou, that old fox, fight a battle that he was not sure of? It's all a gesture. ā
"What do we do next?"
"Cut off all connections, give gag orders to the author's staff, remove the water army, and if a reporter asks you, say you don't pay attention. Don't let them get their hands on anything. ā
"This is no problem, Gu Yongsheng really ...... him"
"I was going to put a dog skin plaster on them. I didn't expect them to make a small advertisement. Watching the live stream?"
"Looking. ā
"Do you see it from an author's point of view, is he endorsing?"
Xue Muliang was silent for a moment, subconsciously looked at the screen, saw the stubborn but more and more calm back of the young man in white, and sighed when he saw the number of words constantly increasing on the screen. said: "Now there are about 3,000 words, and looking at the momentum, I don't know when I will write it, and I am afraid that the endorsement will soon become untenable." ā
Mo Zhiyu smiled in a complicated tone. Said: "The opening writing is the same as the previous two long stories of "Xiao Shiyi Lang", even if there is an outline, then this Gu Yongsheng must be the last writer, and the game is over." ā
Xue Muliang continued: "Sister Mo, I don't see it that way. ā
"Oh?"
"Just like Sister Mo, you just said, even if he writes two stories now, it can't prove that he is not a team operator, it can only prove that he is the last writer, they have been silent for so many days, can't they polish out two outlines? So, there are flaws in their plans. ā
Mo Zhiyu was silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, I ignored this," the female Zhuge laughed bitterly at herself, "I have been fighting with Lu Yiqiao all these years, and I have seen too many insidious methods of him, so I was in a hurry to get out, and I actually forgot such an important point." ā
"Hmm, so can we contact Cui She now?"
"Impossible, if I'm not mistaken, all their communication tools should be confiscated, but you don't have to worry, we can think of this, and the old foxes on the scene can also think of it, especially Zheng Qiushi. ā
The female Zhuge who had recovered her combat strength immediately thought clearly and underwent the task: "In this way, let's first fan the flames outside and create a public opinion atmosphere for the proposition of the second book, and I will try to contact Cui She as much as possible." ā
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away, by the way, Sister Mo, if we really get the opportunity to come up with the question, which type do you think is more appropriate?"
"Since he wants to open it double, he must write both types of novels he has published, and now this one is obviously the original style, and the next one should be the way of the new book "Xiao Shiyi Lang", if I want to write a question, I will ask him to write another robber theme. ā
"Sister Mo, in "Xiao Shiyi Lang", they use a thief as the protagonist, and the next book will definitely change the topic. ā
"In addition, this mention is more logical, because we are making the question on the spot, and it is too biased, and netizens will think that we are deliberately making things difficult, but since you can write the first bandit theme, of course you can write the second one, but these are not the key, the key is that we have to disrupt their established plans. ā
"Understood. Then I'll go and set it up. ā
"Good. ā
"Wait a minute, Sister Mo," Xue Muliang casually glanced at the screen, and suddenly saw a familiar figure standing up in the guest seat at the scene, "It seems that Zheng Qiushi has left his seat." ā
"See. ā
There was a moment of silence.
"I should have realized something, the camera followed quickly, Cui She!"
"It's Cui She, what is he talking to Cui She?"
"I think it's what we just said, and that's where it gets interesting. ā
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Zheng Qiushi got up suddenly, instantly touching countless pairs of eyes, and netizens on both sides who were arguing tacitly chose a truce.
Qianhong, all the people in the know looked at it, and while gnawing on an apple and arguing with the questioning party, they watched the knife flower of the live broadcast, stopped all movements, retracted into the rotating chair, and nervously watched the moving picture; But she couldn't help but worry.
Yi Shui'an, whose gauze had been removed on his head, frowned slightly, and immediately understood Zheng Qiushi's intentions, and his face instantly became a little pale.
Because Gu Yongsheng's articles have always been published on "Dajianghu", and because he is the editor-in-chief of "Dajianghu", there is a relationship between them similar to Bole and Maxima in the eyes of readers, which is also an important reason why she suffered this unwarranted disaster, however, these are for her. It doesn't matter, falling in love, falling out of love, and getting married are all life experiences for her, so why not splash feces and attack? She can calmly face what happened to her, but she doesn't want that genius teenager's reputation to be damaged.
If you're worried about something happening, then it's more likely to happen. This is the classic Murphy's Law.
Less than ten minutes after Zheng Qiushi got up, the video was broadcast live on the Internet. The live broadcast comments on the song network are at the same time. An overwhelming voice appeared: "Gu Yongsheng's second book wants us to come up with the question!"
The remnant apple pinched by Dao Hua suddenly shortened in two, Mi Hu's eyes staring at Gu Yongsheng gradually became desperate, sad and distressed, Yi Shui'an calmed down and got up to water the flowers, which was a great trick for her to adjust her state.
Since Gu Yongsheng dared to promise to write on the spot, he must have conceived two story outlines in advance. Even so, it was a great challenge to write live in such a harsh environment. The first story, whether it is the opening score or the step-by-step narration, has maintained a consistent level, and the reactions of the old readers are generally satisfied.
From this point of view, Gu Yongsheng should also have a certain grasp and confidence in the second story, but now everyone is shouting for the question.
As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and it is difficult to start with the article.
Not to mention writing novels!
In the video, after some communication between Zheng Qiushi and Cui Song, he returned to his seat with a relaxed face, Cui Song immediately got up and walked to the stage The four notaries whispered to communicate with them for a while, and one of the notaries left his seat and went backstage with Cui Song.
The voices on the Internet about the second question have formed a huge torrent, and readers who support Gu Yongsheng do not seem to find a reason to refuse.
Except for the tireless Gu Yongsheng who was still selflessly typing on the keyboard, everyone was waiting for the upcoming changes with their own hearts.
Time seems to be going to be sold to everyone, as if it is deliberately slowing down.
After a while, Cui Song came out with the notary and a ten-year-old boy, who was Gong Chengde, the second oldest member of the third generation of the Gong family, Gong Chengde had headphones in his ears and was talking to Gong Chengen who was operating the camera in a low voice.
"They applied for the question, and the notary agreed to their application. ā
Gong Chengen gasped, although he had no writing experience, but he was with Wang Qianqian all day long, and he knew the difficulties of proposition articles.
"Don't be in a hurry to make a decision, bring them to Lu Yichou first, let them negotiate with Lu Yichou, you go and inform Gu Yongsheng, so that he can be mentally prepared. ā
"Good. ā
Gong Chengde smiled and said to Cui Song: "You have to discuss this matter with Mr. Lu Yichou first, after all, everyone wants justice." ā
The scheming Cui Song said: "I think the fairest way is to let the audience make a decision, and even let netizens vote for it." ā
Gong Chengde secretly scolded "cunning", but his face remained silent, and said, "At least tell Mr. Gu first." ā
Cui Song shook his head and said: "He is here for the exam today, to accept everyone's test, since it is a test, of course, there is no need to know in advance, but I can guarantee one thing, after we solve the question, give him an hour of on-site time to conceive." ā
The notary nodded in agreement, and at the same time, another voice came from Gong Chengde and Gong Chengen's headphones: "Virtue Shao, En Shao, there is a new situation on the Internet, and netizens have asked Gu Yongsheng to write the second book on the spot." ā
"It's broken. Gong Chengen's first reaction was these two words, "If the layout is not successful, it will enter the game." ā
Gong Chengen quickly turned his brain and immediately said, "Cousin, now you quickly say their request loudly and let the vote be on the spot." ā
Gong Chengde's reaction was not slow, knowing that his cousin's move was an indirect notification to Gu Yongsheng, who had no idea, so Gong Chengde immediately exerted his ability to be an interview host who had worked hard so far, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Everyone be quiet, Mr. Gu Yongsheng, please pause." ā
Gong Chengen immediately pointed the camera at Gong Chengde.
"Excuse me for a moment, I have an important thing to tell you. Gong Chengde walked to the center of the stage as he spoke, facing the camera and said, "Just now, this Mr. Cui mentioned yƬ to the notary on the scene." Mr. Gu Yongsheng's second book should be written by him or Mr. Zheng Qiushi on the spot, in order to ensure fairness, we need to know everyone's opinions. ā
"Agreed!" half of them replied, and this was a no-brainer.
"As we all know, conceiving a novel is not a simple matter for an author, I have heard of a writer who has spent years thinking about a book, I don't read much, I just want everyone to think about it, I will give you a question now. Can you write me a novel on the spot? As it happens, there are a few famous writers invited to the scene today, so let me interview them first. ā
Then Gong Chengde said to the audience in a matter-of-fact manner: "Please come to the stage two of the writer friends who are here." ā
A long-haired woman in her thirties sitting next to Zheng Qiushi slowly got up, left her seat sideways, and walked onto the stage. Those who are familiar with her naturally know that this female writer is named Lian Sang, and she is the backbone of the skepticism.
Then. The turnip head got up and went on stage.
"Let's introduce ourselves. Gong Chengde looked like he was going through the process in a businesslike manner. In fact, of course, it is delaying time for Gu Yongsheng.
"My name is Lian Sang, a freelance writer who has contributed to many magazines and published a collection of essays, such as "Sayings". ā
"My name is Carrot Head, and I'm an online writer. ā
"The two writers introduced themselves very briefly......"
Gong Chengde was about to say a few more nonsense words, when he suddenly heard Cui Song whispering on the side: "It's better to hurry up and let Mr. Gu have more time to conceive." ā
Gong Chengde subconsciously turned his head to look at Gu Yongsheng. found that he was looking up at the screen, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the series of changes in the scene at all, at this time, Gong Chengen's subtle voice sounded in his ears: "Okay." Let them do the questions. ā
The matter has come to this point, it is basically irreversible, Gong Chengen is condescending, seeing Gu Yongsheng's stinky fart and not caring, it feels like he doesn't seem to worry about the problem on the spot at all.
Gong Chengde adjusted his tone and said, "Since Mr. Cui said so, then I won't delay everyone's time, please raise your hand if you agree to the question on the spot." ā
People above the eighth floor raised their hands.
"I believe that the audience in front of the TV also thinks so, so good, we have invited Mr. Cui Song, president of the Yellow River Literature and Art Society, to give a question, everyone is welcome. ā
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"This Zheng Qiushi is really witty. ā
After playing chess with Lao Li, Gong Yuanhe had already come to the living room, and the two old men were sitting on the sofa, staring at the huge screen with interest, and Steward Ma was sitting quietly on the side, making tea for them.
But that doesn't seem like an overkill. "The edge of the palace and the answer.
Lao Li waved his hand and said, "Old man, you have been engaged in media, film and television all your life, haven't you ever dealt with words?"
"Naturally, it's impossible, when I was young, I had to go through the script myself. ā
"Have you ever written your own script?"
Gong Yuanhe shook his head and said, "I'm only good at changing scripts, but I'm not good at creating my own." ā
"That's it, I haven't done anything before, so I naturally don't know the hardships of creation itself, a story starts from scratch, I don't know how many brain cells it takes a screenwriter or writer, ups and downs, before and after, logic before and after, conflicts and ups and downs, that's indispensable. ā
Gong Yuanhe said: "You know me, I have always respected screenwriters and writers, and I educate my children and grandchildren to uphold this concept." ā
"That's why you Xingyue have today, it's far away, it's far away, it's going back to this Gu Yongsheng, it seems that he came prepared today, and he has a plan in his head, but he probably didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, and the later bureau, I'm just afraid that he won't be able to fall behind. ā
"As the old saying goes, don't do porcelain work without diamonds," Gong Yuanhe glanced at the white shadow from a distance, and said: "To say a word of relying on the old, I don't know how many difficulties I have encountered in my life, and there are countless that are ten times more difficult and more complicated than his current situation, and I survived, so I can sit here today and play chess and drink tea. ā
Such a seemingly empty truth, said by the legendary Julius Caesar in the media industry, has a lot of weight, and even Lao Li has no way to refute it.
Cui Song on TV took Gong Chengde's words and said with a smile: "Everyone came here today just to witness Mr. Gu Yongsheng's self-confession. In that case, why don't we give him a more direct and effective method?"
After a pause, he continued: "I am also a publisher myself, and I know very well that an author has to spend energy and time to create a work, and at this time, it is a live question, so I don't want to be too embarrassed by Mr. Gu - everyone knows that Mr. Gu recently published a book called "Xiao Shiyi Lang", which created an image of a thief who is popular and loved by the majority of readers, and has achieved great success, so here it is. My advice is that I will write a novel with a thief as the protagonist, and I believe that Mr. Gu Yongsheng, who has had similar writing experience, will not find it too difficult. Mr. Ku can have an hour to conceive. ā
"This trick is insidious," Lao Li commented with a smile: "For an author." Create a character. Naturally, we should use all the relevant bridges that can be used as much as possible, and his questioning is equivalent to pushing Xiao Gu to a desperate situation. ā
Gong Yuanhe picked up a delicate small cyan teacup and took a sip of tea, smiling without saying a word.
In front of the screen, Mo Zhiyu and Xue Muliang were also smiling and silent.
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"Yes, write another robber. Don't write a manuscript that has already been prepared!
"An hour is spent on ideation, which is a long time for a genius author, President Cui loves it!"
"Let's not watch any more "Yunhai Jade Bow Edge". 'Jiangnan' is such a cheesy male protagonist name, you can figure it out. ā
"Who can't write this kind of story, at first glance, this scholar named Jiangnan went through a series of adventures, and finally defeated a qiÄ, successfully counterattacked, and became the first in the world, old-fashioned, and vulgar!"
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Under the shroud of complicated emotions such as some people's ridicule, some people's worries, some people's expectations, and some people's indifference, Gu Yongsheng moved his body casually and sat in front of another keyboard.
"Don't even speak, Gu Da seems to be about to start. ā
"It's been an hour, and it's only been two minutes. ā
Gu Yongsheng suddenly raised his hand, but instead of tapping on the keyboard, he reached out and took a sip of water in front of the national audience, and tens of thousands of laughs and curses were heard in an instant, and they rang out in all corners of the world at the same time.
After drinking the water, Gu Yongsheng carefully twisted the cap of the bottle, put the bottle back in its place, and then put his hands on the keyboard.
At this moment, the whole world fell silent, and everyone stared intently, holding their breath at the big screen on the screen.
Gu Yong is vivid!
He only took two minutes for an hour, and he just drank water!
The first word is already out:
Clear!
Gu Yongsheng seemed to have deliberately slowed down the speed of typing, and the second word came:
Stay!
The third:
Fragrant!
Then came two out:
Legend!
Chu Liuxiang legend!
The title of the book is out!
"Chu Liuxiang?"
Lao Li read it silently, tasted it carefully like tea, and then praised: "Fragrance everywhere, Chu Liuxiang, good name, good name!"
Gong Yuanhe smiled, still calm and silent.
"Is the text about to begin?"
After Gu Yongsheng finished writing the title of the book, he suddenly stopped, looking at the screen in a daze, you must know that even if it is a computer, when converting the text, there is a danger of crashing, and there is also the possibility of getting stuck, let alone a person?
It stopped for half a minute, but to the audience, it seemed like half a century.
Gu Yongsheng's hand finally moved again.
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["Wenjun has a white jade beauty, carved with wonderful hands, extremely graceful, and I can't help but yearn for it. Tonight, when I step on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain. āć
The opening with quotation marks appears, although this sentence is used in classical Chinese, but the meaning of the sentence is very shallow, roughly speaking, I heard that you have a piece of white jade beauty, beautifully carved, I like it very much, so tonight, I will come to steal, you are an elegant and interesting person, you will definitely not let me down, right?
Looking at the tone, this sentence must come from a robber, but how can there be a reason in this world for a robber to steal something and notify him in advance?
What kind of confidence is this?
How arrogant is this?
[This short note is now spread flat on the shiny marble tabletop......] Gu Yongsheng ignored everyone's reactions, and wrote down to himself, and his hand speed was gradually increasing.
"Sure enough, it's a letter from a robber!" the audience was stunned.
[The person who received this short note was Jin Banhua, the son of a wealthy family in Beijing......]
"Jin Banhua, that's a good name. The old man continued to comment.
What follows is a tense and exciting drama stage conflict, and the male protagonist Chu Liuxiang "the marshal among the robbers, the son among the hooligans" also said through the mouth of others.
"This sentence should be borrowed from Guan Hanqing's sentence 'The leader of the whole world, the leader of the world's prodigal sons', borrowed wonderfully, you should drink a small cup for it. ā
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After a series of battles of wits and strength, Chu Liuxiang successfully stole the jade, and left two more sentences:
"The son is accompanied by flowers and loses his beauty, and the handsome thief walks on the moon and leaves the fragrance. ā
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On March 17, Gu Yongsheng launched Chu Liuxiang in front of the whole world, and Chu Liuxiang's two short notes quickly set off a frenzy in the north and south of the river!
In the world, finally, see Chu Liuxiang again!
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"A new era of martial arts carnival begins here!" Lao Li said with some excitement and excitement. (To be continued)