281 Talk to the heart at night to reform!
"If "Fengshen Bang" is not supernatural, then in your heart, what kind of novel can be considered supernatural?"
Under the galloping barrage, Shen Tao still asked very professionally. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Of course, all supernatural novels are supernatural,"
Four or five seconds later, Chenyang's slightly smiling voice came out, "But I think everyone's misunderstanding of the "Fengshen List" is that many people think that as long as they write ethereal things, such as the power of all things in the past, the power of ghosts, and other things, it is supernatural." ā
"In my opinion, this classification is not right, supernatural novels should be broad, because its subject matter is very broad, not like this, as long as something ethereal is written, it is supernatural, such a simple and crude classification is not right, it should be more from life to life. ā
With three minutes to go, Chenyang once again uttered a conclusion that made all paranormal writers and readers laugh and cry.
Simple and crude division?
From life to life?
Is this still the tone of a supernatural novel?
Shen Tao was also speechless, but his expression was much more numb now than just now.
Invisibly, many viewers are silently sympathizing with Shen Tao, this is still a recording and broadcasting, and there are editors in the later stage, if it is a live broadcast, there may be many staggering words.
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Shen Tao asked, "Then do you want to write a real supernatural novel next?"
Chenyang sneered, "This is under consideration." ā
There is only one minute left until the end.
Shen Tao no longer continued the topic of supernatural novels with Chenyang, and ended it after a few simple words.
At the same time.
The paranormal writers laughed at it again.
"Writing about the supernatural?"
"The real supernatural, that's a good question. ā
"Shen Tao is really witty, and the last sentence couldn't be better. ā
"I've never seen this kind of author forcibly change the genre of fiction in order to highlight his specialness, and sit back and wait for the real supernatural novel to appear. ā
The comments of netizens are similar.
Some people think that Chenyang is deliberately hyping up, so he said a new classification that no one has ever heard of.
Some people think that Chenyang is elevating himself, but in fact, he doesn't understand "Fengshen List" at all.
There are also people who don't care at all, just to watch it lively.
All in all, there are people who say anything on the Internet now, and even some very fanatical fans call the Capital Daily directly, feeling that they should terminate the contract with Chenyang and make him stinky again.
However, these claims were rejected.
Termination?
Easy to say.
After the termination of the contract, you write!
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Capital.
A certain community.
Wen Xia was lying on her sofa and holding a tablet to read this issue of the writer's interview.
The guest in the interview, Chenyang, was sitting not far from her feet at the moment, looking at her phone while clicking on an apple, and kept cursing and scolding between swallows.
"This group of grandchildren. ā
"Bastard Zhang Bolin, your skin is itchy again, right?"
"Hey, Duan Xin, why aren't you dead yet? What's the matter? You still want to have two tricks with your buddy?"
"Mess with the rhythm, don't you want to deal with you, do you really think you're reasonable?"
Wen Xia moved his feet to attract Chenyang's attention, "Are you really going to write about the supernatural?"
"That's," Chenyang snorted, taking two bites of the apple, "you think I'm fake?"
Wen Xia asked, "Then when are you going to start writing?"
"Didn't think about it. ā
"Got an outline?"
"Nope. ā
"Is that a concept?"
"No, there isn't. ā
"Then you should have figured out what you want to write. ā
"I didn't think about it. ā
Wen Xia said speechlessly, "You dare to say that you want to write about the supernatural without thinking about anything? ā
Chenyang disagreed, "What's there to panic about, I don't think about it and I don't allow me to think about it?"
Wen Xia sighed, put down the tablet and walked towards the kitchen, "Then you think slowly, I'll cook." ā
"Remember to fry me a cumin potato. Chenyang shouted at Wen Xia's back.
"The beauty of thinking. ā
Chenyang didn't reply, half lying on the sofa and continued to watch the micro-broadcast with his mobile phone, spraying back two sentences from time to time.
Bell bell bell.
The phone rang.
Chenyang picked up, "Editor-in-chief." ā
Yue Peng smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, have you eaten?"
"No, I'm getting ready to cook. ā
"That's just right, don't do it, come out and eat. ā
Chenyang glanced at Wen Xia, who was busy in the kitchen, and embarrassedly refused, "Another day, someone will cook for you today." ā
Yue Peng smiled heartily, "Is my girlfriend here?" I said that you kid is okay, and he took off the order just a few days after the interview ended?"
Chenyang smiled and didn't reply.
No one knew about his temporary residence at Wen Xia's house.
Of course, this is also Wen Xia's request, but this requirement is the same as not, anyway, he usually doesn't go out, and occasionally goes out at night, the black light is blind, who can doubt him?
didn't speak, Yue Peng acquiesced when Chenyang.
He is not an ignorant person, his girlfriend is here, and he, the editor-in-chief, has to let him go no matter how deep he belongs.
said jokingly, Yue Peng said, "Then I won't force you, you can accompany your girlfriend at home, but I have to inform you of something, next month we will talk about reform at night." ā
"Reform?"
Yue Peng said, "It's not a big change, it's from newspaper distribution to magazines, now the profits of newspapers are declining, and the profits of magazines are slightly higher, in the first half of this year, there have been many newspapers have taken action, and our section is also the pioneer of this reform, to put it bluntly, it is thrown out for everyone to explore the way." ā
Chenyang doesn't know much about the distribution of newspapers and magazines, but from the development of China in the previous life, magazines are indeed an important change on the basis of the development of newspapers.
However, even magazines are print media, and the cost is much greater than that of electronic media.
Now the magazine still has room for profit, but it is only because the online novels in Huaxia have not yet developed.
Although there are also platforms such as novel post bars and forums on the Internet for everyone to create and read.
But compared with the thousands of online writers who established a VIP system on novel websites in the previous life, the people who are now mixed up in the forum post bar are a drop in the bucket.
Newspaper?
Magazine?
Physical book?
As long as online novels develop, these industries will be walking on thin ice.
I knew in my heart that Chenyang didn't say much.
It takes time for anything to develop, and if the time is not ripe, he can only be regarded as a psychopath.
What's more, the major novel professional forums in the development of Huaxia are not too mature, there are many bugs in the technical page, and the registered population is not very large.
As if hearing something very normal, Chenyang asked, "Then when will the first issue of our magazine be published?"
"Next month, remember to hand in the manuscript when the time comes. ā
"Okay, no problem. ā
"Also," Yue Peng said, "Then tomorrow you come to the newspaper, we don't have enough manpower for this new revision, I heard Xiao Xia say that you are looking for a job? Then come to the newspaper to join the company, you used to be an editor, how about going back to your old job?"
Chenyang didn't think about it and said, "Of course it's no problem, you have spoken, even if there is a problem, there is no problem, but you don't need to join the company, I plan to go to further study in September, and you don't have to give me the salary, just give me the manuscript fee, and the procedure will be a temporary worker." ā
This guy is a typical Lord who will repay his kindness.
When the "Fengshen List" was published, Yue Peng still remembered his kindness under pressure.
So how much can he help at this point.
Yue Peng thought for a while and said, "You can come over first tomorrow, and then we will meet and talk." ā
"Okay. ā