Sure enough, it came.

Zhou Lin did not answer, but asked rhetorically: "Professor Yang, do you believe that there are geniuses in this world?"

Yang Muxia was stunned, obviously didn't expect Zhou Lin to ask like this, and hesitated for a while before saying: "It depends on what kind of definition genius is, if it's just a person with extraordinary intelligence, I don't think it's a genius." I define genius as having original, useful, and surprising ideas that can make a great contribution to humanity in a certain field. Such a person can be called a genius. ”

"I agree with Professor Yang's definition, so Professor Yang, do you think there is such a genius in the world that you identify?" Zhou Lin said.

"Absolutely. Yang Muxia casually listed a few names, some of which were thunderous characters in his past and present lives, and some of which did not exist in Zhou Lin's memory of his previous life.

"If I say that I am such a genius, will Professor Yang change his evaluation of me and think that I am too arrogant?" Zhou Lin said.

He really wasn't pretending, and he really couldn't think of a better explanation.

At the beginning of the copying, Zhou Lin thought about how to answer if he was questioned about the stylistic differences between each work.

He thought of many reasons and excuses, but all of them became less convincing when they were linked to the age of eighteen.

Didn't there be a similar question in the previous life, a young writer who dropped out of school and became famous by writing books was questioned that his father's works in his youth were ghostwritten, which set off a huge debate on the Internet, and netizens were divided into two factions to attack each other.

Although he didn't end up being ugly, this kind of controversy had a huge impact on the writer himself.

In view of this, Zhou Lin simply chose the most ridiculous, but also unfaultable reason.

I'm a genius, and genius can't be measured by common sense!

Hearing Zhou Lin's explanation, Yang Muxia's face became very strange, probably he had never heard such a cheeky and nonsensical explanation in his previous life.

"You're not kidding?" Yang Muxia asked.

Zhou Lin said: "Of course not. ”

Yang Muxia was a little speechless: "I'm old, and I really can't keep up with the thinking of you young people...... Well, I admit that there are geniuses in the world, but most of the geniuses' abilities are regular. ”

“…… I know some people who can memorize a book word for word, but don't know the meaning of the content, because they lack a connection between their left and right brains, and they can notice the small details of everything, but they can't form a macro whole. I've also seen teenagers who are considered mentally retarded, who can solve complex math problems faster than a computer, and people with autism, who have more artistic cells than ordinary people. These people can be called geniuses, but literature is different from endorsement, mathematics, and other arts!"

"There are many geniuses in the field of literature, such as Li Bai, such as Cao Xueqin, such as Alexandre Dumas, such as Tolstoy, their talents and talents are reflected in different aspects, but what they have in common is that their literary core is in the same vein, contained in each of their works. But if you are different, your core is completely different, some works are of a higher standard, some are lower, and even the outlook on life and the world is completely different. ”

"If you are a master who has crossed over to the world, it may come down to the fact that you have a lot of life insights and experiences. But you're only eighteen years old, which makes me wonder if you're not creating alone, but a representative of a studio!"

Yang Muxia's tone was very flat, and he was not aggressive, but his skeptical attitude was unmistakable.

Zhou Lin was not angry, anyone would suspect it, but Yang Muxia was more straightforward.

"Professor Yang thinks so, and I can't prove myself. Zhou Lin spread his hand.

"Yes. Yang Muxia said, "I am compiling a series of books recently, and I plan to ask you for a manuscript. This manuscript is completely different from all your previous works, and if you can do it, I believe you are a genius. ”

Professor Yang ...... Are you bullying a child like this?" Zhou Lin found that Yang Muxia's expression changed like an old fox and was laughing, and then he realized that he had fallen into the pit unconsciously!

Speaking of which, after such a big detour, it turned out that it was not Xingshi asking for guilt, but wanting to make an appointment with himself, which scared people to death!

"First, you are not a child, and second, I asked Tianhua Bookstore to order 15,000 copies of "Zhu Xian"......" Yang Muxia said faintly.

Zhou Lin was completely defeated. He felt that Yang Muxia was like an old naughty boy written by Jin Yong, who didn't follow the usual path at all, and he really had nothing to do when he encountered such an opponent.

"Okay, you keep talking, what kind of book series, what are the requirements. As long as I can write, I'll definitely help. Zhou Lin couldn't cry or laugh.

"We have a mystery fiction section in the supplement of Culture Daily, and next year will be the 10th anniversary. To celebrate, I'm going to launch a mystery book series. Yang Muxia said, "Twelve writers in the literary world who have never written mystery novels are invited to write a mystery novel and form a book series for release." In the martial arts circle, I invite you. ”

"If you want to reason, you should find Gu Tianfeng. His martial arts novels are most combined with reasoning. Zhou Lin was puzzled.

"It is said that they want to find a writer who has never written a mystery novel, Gu Tianfeng's novels are half martial arts and half reasoning, and readers have long been used to it. Our book series this time is to bring forth the new and inject some fresh blood and elements into the mystery fiction world. Yang Muxia said.

Zhou Lin thought for a while and said, "Is there a limit on the number of words, or the subject matter?"

"There are no restrictions. Yang Muxia said.

"Okay, I promised. Zhou Lin nodded.

Yang Muxia was overjoyed: "When will it be delivered?"

Zhou Lin hesitated: "How about the end of October?"

Yang Muxia's expression became very weird: "Can the manuscript be delivered at the end of this month?"

"Is it too late?" Zhou Lin hurriedly said, "Then the twentieth." ”

Yang Muxia's expression was strange: "Today is the number one, you plan to hand me a mystery novel on the twentyth?" I was just teasing you before, but now I really feel that you have a studio behind you...... Hey, if you ask the people in the studio, would you like to write a few books under my name, and I'm willing to pay them double!"

"......" Zhou Lin was speechless.

I made an appointment with Yang Muxia here to hand over a draft of a mystery novel, and the press conference of "Zhu Xian" over there also began.

The press conference was actually just that, the reporters received gifts and travel expenses, and it was enough to go back and write a propaganda draft in their respective media.

Zhou Lin's attention did not stay at the press conference, his mind was full of what kind of mystery novel to hand over to Yang Muxia?

After thinking about it, a novel that gave Zhou Lin a huge shock after reading it in his previous life suddenly appeared in his mind.

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Thank you for the 588 tip of the amorous valley!In addition, can anyone see the words I wrote in the author's words, why can't I show it when I write it?