In mid-July, Fangzhu City, Heqin's daughter's house, balcony.

The heqin students, who came here to cool off, wore cloth coats, kicked cloth shoes, and were carrying a watering can to serve flowers and plants.

"Dad, that Jin Liang...... We're going to come over tomorrow and sign the orb. ”

The daughter walked over and whispered.

The grievances and entanglements between her father and this Jin Liang about the first-person dispute in martial arts novels are clear to her brother from her younger brother. So her father came more than half a month earlier than in previous years, and she thought it was because her father was frustrated and didn't want to stay in the capital, so she usually paid attention to it, and basically never mentioned the words "Golden Liang", "Condor Shooting", and "Pingji" in front of him.

even knew that he was coming, and secretly gave away the few copies of "Ping's Tracer Film" and the thick pile of newspapers serialized "Shooting the Condor" in advance in advance, and almost got a fight and divorced for this!

But after my father came over at the beginning of the month, he seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, reading reports about Jin Liang every day, always paying attention to what he was doing and where he went.

What else can I do? The young Jin Liang who doesn't talk is because he played the role he wrote, the hero Zhang Danfeng, is following the crew to run propaganda all over the world, almost flying to one place a day, it's like dying.

However, he has a different division of labor with other actors, every time he goes to a city, in the morning, other actors do the promotion of the TV series "Ping Trace" under the leadership of director Jiang Zhipeng, and in the afternoon, Jin Liang himself signs and sells the out-of-print limited collection of "Ping Trace" in the largest local bookstore, and only 5,000 sets are sold in each city!

That scene is a head-stealing scene!

The last station in Zhongzhou City, because there were too many people, the road in front of the bookstore was blocked, not to mention, the glass door was knocked down, dozens of people were bruised, and finally had to be transferred to the Zhongzhou Olympic Sports Center.

The scene of a best-selling author sitting in the middle of a huge football field signing and readers standing all over the field screaming with excitement is incredible!!

So tomorrow at this stop in Fangzhu City, it is said that the Municipal Public Security Bureau specially dispatched a group of 200 mobile special training teams to be responsible for maintaining on-site order around the bookstore, which is crazy!

I just don't know, what is my father's idea when he will come to Fangzhu City?

Are you going to smash the field? Should it ...... Not really!

"Come tomorrow?" Hearing his daughter's words, Heqinsheng paused, put down the watering can in his hand, wiped his hands with a dry towel, and turned around, "You help me go to the bookstore to buy a set." ”

"Ah?!Dad, you're all right! Just his broken collection, a martial arts novel, and dare to sell a set of 488? Why don't you grab money! Those people will only rush to buy when their brains are kicked by donkeys, let's not do this stupid hat thing!"

"It's just a martial arts novel. You don't look down on martial arts either?" He Qinsheng said lightly, word by word, but his eyes were sharp.

"Dad!I, oh, I didn't mean that!" the daughter explained in a panic, "Mainly...... His book was so hard to buy that it was crowded out. If you don't queue up in the middle of the night in advance, you can't buy it at all. It's been fried on the Internet to 1800 sets, and no one is willing to change hands!"

He Qinsheng didn't let her go, continued to grasp the previous topic, and asked, "How much is the set of children's books you bought for Xiao Niuniu yesterday?"

"After the discount...... 2100。 But Dad, that's different, that set of children's books is a collection of children's literature famous sweet potato teachers, which is very suitable for Niuniu's age to read......"

"It's also a boutique collection, "Pingxia Film" sells for 488 for 450,000 words, you scold it for robbing money, and it's just a broken martial arts novel?! What kind of sweet potato book is this, I flipped through it, 6 books add up to less than 300,000 words, and it sells for 2100 after the discount! You bought it without even blinking your eyes?"

"Dad, that's different......"

"Of course it's different!" He Qinsheng laughed at himself: "Actually, even you think that your father and I have written chivalrous novels and martial arts novels for seventeen years are actually not literature at all, right?"

"Hehe, Dad, how can Jin Liang compare with you, weren't you recognized as the 'No. 1 Master of Chivalrous Literature' before?"

"Chivalrous literature, silly girl, that's what our group of people have sealed themselves. ”

He Qinsheng said, turned around and entered the house, took out a thick newspaper folder from the house, sandwiched between various periods, almost hundreds of newspapers, and threw it to his daughter: "This is some of the reports on my works that I have collected for more than ten years, you carefully flip through them, but there is one with the word 'literature' affixed to the back ......of the chivalry?

The daughter was stunned: "But...... Dad, aren't you a member of the Capital Writers Association?"

"You hear me clearly. I am one of the nineteen affiliated institutions under the Capital Writers Association, and a member of the Chivalry Novel Association!"

After He Qinsheng finished speaking, he said: "Why do you think that Du Yun dared to openly provoke Jin Liang on the show, and it is said that it is quite ugly?"

"I know this, because of Zhang Danfeng's casting problem at the beginning, Du Yun, as a popular student in the circle, lost to Jin Liang and was very unconvinced. In addition, the two of them still had a scolding war on the Internet before, what kind of caravan and dog ......"

"That's not the root cause. The fundamental reason is that Du Yun's father, Du Suishan, is the vice chairman of the Northern Hubei Provincial Writers Association, and he was born in a family with a strong orthodox literary atmosphere since he was a child, and he has been in contact with the so-called elite literature and mainstream literature, and he has a deep contempt for martial arts novels in his bones, so he can and dare to say such things! In fact, not only him, but even Jin Liang's hardcore fan base known as '80,000 Golden Armor', if Jin Liang shows up, he will personally ask, are martial arts novels considered literature? Eight out of ten people will hesitate, and then half will think it's not, it's a 'popular book'!"

"No, it won't. How popular he is now! The five volumes of "Ping Trace" have sold more than 6 million copies this year! They are at the top of the list of various topics!

"More than six million copies?"

He Qinsheng shook his head and smiled: "Can the 28 yuan of each novel be compared with your sweet potato teacher's 2,100 yuan set of books? Jin Liang's "The Shadow of Pingxia" has sold more than 6 million copies this year, an unsurpassed number in terms of quantity, but when it comes to royalty income, he probably won't even be able to enter the top 60 on this year's writers' power list! How can a volume of 'popular readings' worth 30 yuan sell more than hundreds or thousands of so-called mainstream literature and elite literature at every turn? If we add the factor of 'literary contribution value' considered in the writers' power list, I am afraid that he will not even be able to enter the top 100! Because since what you write can't even be called literature, how can you talk about literary contribution value? !

The daughter was not stupid, she was stunned, and muttered: "So, he is making such a big and fierce fuss now, because he wants to expand the influence of martial arts as much as possible, so that more people pay attention to it and more people participate...... Let the masses of the people themselves choose to recognize it as a literary or even cultural ......"

"To be honest, what do you think of Jin Liang's level?"

“…… Good. Anyway, your stupid son-in-law in our family is infatuated. ”

"But there are some things that are not good enough. This is a kind of pride and prejudice from ancient times to the present, from top to bottom. Ingrained and ubiquitous. It's not that easy to break through!"

He Qinsheng sighed: "But what about him, it can be seen from the works that he is all-encompassing and swallows mountains and rivers." I have a vague feeling that he is walking on a path that our predecessors have never walked before, and, it seems, is still quite the right path. At this point, your father and I are not as good as him. ”