What kind of kills young and old?

When Sanyu thought of this question, she felt a little pain in her head. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBecause she can't think of this type at all, the current Chinese literary scene is more prevalent, one is local literature, which is suitable for the older generation of middle-aged people with experience, and the other is the youth workplace literature represented by her, which belongs to the kind of young people to read. The third is children's literature, most of which are positive fairy tales.

In addition, there are many modern and modern masterpieces that have been translated from abroad and are relatively obscure. And each of these types is almost a turnip and a pit, corresponding to the type of readers of a certain group.

For example, Sanyu once wanted to combine vernacular literature with the youth workplace, and write about the workplace culture that the older generation struggled with at that time, maybe there would be unexpected good results.

However, her idea was rejected by the editor in charge of the manuscript, who thought that it would be different and cause readers on both sides to not buy it.

It's already so difficult to get an extra share of readers in a field segment, let alone to achieve the effect of killing all types of readers, in Sanyu's opinion, it is estimated that only gods can do it, right?

"Hey! Xiaoyu, how's it going? Have you read it? Who the hell is that volcano? ”

Seeing that the phone did not ring for a long time, Zuo Ran urged impatiently.

"Huh? Sister Ran, I'm ...... I haven't read the specifics yet! Just looking at the number of clicks and replies to this post, I've been stunned for a long time, which is also amazing, right? Is it really the middle of the night? How can there be so many people in the literature section? Sanyu came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and her towering chest went up and down, trying to calm her excitement.

"It's not just a lot, it's a lot. As far as I know, many people are excitedly calling their acquaintances to wake up and watch. ”

Saying that, Zuo Ran smiled evilly, "Because everyone is so lured by this that they can't sleep, such a good thing should naturally be shared with relatives and friends as soon as possible, so that they can also experience the feeling of waiting for an update after a long night!" ”

"Huh? Is it really that pretty? Sister Ran, wait, I'll see ...... right away."

The terrible data of the post had completely defeated the literati defense line set up in Sanyu's heart in the first place.

She clicked on the specific content of the post, swept her eyes, and fixed on the opening song "Butterfly Loves Flowers", and her heart immediately set off waves.

"The Yue Nu picks lotus on the shore of the autumn water, with narrow sleeves and light Luo, revealing double gold chuan. The shadow picks the flowers like a face, and the heart is only a common filament. The wind and waves at the head of the chicken ruler creek are late, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and there is no time to come. The faint singing voice is far away, and the sorrow leads to the south bank of the river............"

The short long and short words, like a beautiful melody, and the specific picture of the Yue Nu picking lotus, instantly appeared in Sanyu's mind.

Although there are no story scenes or character relationships yet, the subtlety of the picture revealed between the words has made it impossible for Sanyu to take his eyes off the screen for even a second.

"What is this way of writing? Is it such a poem at the beginning? What's next? Oh, my God...... Rivers and lakes? Martial arts? Full of extermination? Chilian Fairy Li Mochou? Hated by love? Light work? With one enemy more? The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan? A blind man can fight like this......"

The first time, it was less than 20,000 words, and for a professional writer like Sanyu, the speed of reading the manuscript was originally very fast, normally a few glances, and two or three minutes were enough to read the manuscript of 20,000 words.

However, looking at the first episode of "The Condor Heroes" written by Lin Can, she took it seriously almost word by word, and read it with bated breath.

And the more Li Mochou appeared in Lujiazhuang to kill the Lu family with more than one enemy, the more carefully she watched, the more she tightened her heart, and the whole person was completely involved in the story, worried and afraid of the lives of people up and down Lujiazhuang......

This feeling!

Such!

It's just ...... God!

What does this look like exactly?

It seems to be noted in the book that it describes the events of Jiaxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, is this a historical biography?

But is that what is written in historical biographies? At the beginning, it is a plot that destroys the door, and then unfolds a magnificent world of martial arts, Sanyu is really unbelievable, all of this content is conveyed by this short 18,000 words.

In one breath, Sanyu almost completely tensed her nerves, and she saw the last word nervously.

Eighteen thousand words, a lot, so much content and character relationships are written.

18,000 words, which is a lot, because I can't read enough at all, so I read it all at once.

"What about the back? Are the Lu couple dead? Will Li Mochou catch the two little girls? Why did Wu Santong suddenly come back at the end of the first round? ”

Sanyu was completely immersed in this mysterious martial arts world, breathing and sharing the fate with every character in it, and even she sniffed her nose, as if there was a smell of blood in the air after the war.

"Hoo ......"

With a long sigh of relief, it took Sanyu several minutes to completely come back to her senses, and there was a feeling of loss in her heart.

It's uncomfortable!

But it's also very refreshing!

This article is really a god!

Looking at the time, Chang Yu found that he had watched it for more than ten minutes, and on the other side of the phone, Zuo Ran once again shouted eagerly: "Have you finished reading?" Xiaoyu, aren't you usually very fast at reading? Why is it so slow today! Tell me, do you know who the volcano is? ”

"Sister Ran, this "The Condor Heroes" is really great...... No! It's not enough to say it's great, I can't find a word to describe the shock and feeling it makes me......"

Chang Yuzheng couldn't help but want to express his excited feelings, but Zuo Ran ruthlessly interrupted, "Stop! Xiaoyu, I can completely understand how you feel, because I feel the same way. Now, the most important thing is that you hurry up and help me find this volcano and ask him to send the rest of the chapter content quickly! ”

"Hey! Sister Ran, you can be regarded as dragging me into the pit now. I'm desperate to know what's next, but ...... The writing and style of this volcano, after I read it, there is no suitable candidate in my mind. ”

Sighing, Sanyu smiled bitterly, "Even, I don't know what type of theme he wants to divide into in this "Condor Heroes". I have to say that this "Condor Heroes" is really terrible, and the audience will be very wide. I'm afraid that as long as you are an individual and can read and write, you will be deeply attracted by the storyline......"

"Xiaoyu, don't tell me these useless words! Sister I'm only ...... now Think...... Want...... See...... Arrive...... After...... Face...... Target...... Inside...... Capacity......"

Zuo Ran deliberately said word by word, as if it was not enough to express her anxious and urgent mood at the moment.

"Find! Sister Ran, I don't believe it, to be able to write such an author will definitely not be a general. There must be someone in the literary world who can recognize him, I hung up first, and when I found him, I immediately asked him to read the rest of the manuscript......"

Sanyu, who was aroused by the desire, also put his heart sideways, and was not afraid of disturbing people so late at night, so he turned out the address books of the China Writers Association, the Beijing Writers Association, etc., and dialed them one by one according to the phone numbers on them.

"Hey! Chairman Fang, I'm sorry to bother you so late, I have an important matter to consult you, I wonder if you know a writer with a pen name called 'Volcano'? Yes? I don't know! Then can you take a look at the link I sent to your mailbox, look at this article, can you see who wrote it......"

"I'm sorry, Senior Ye, I'm Xiaoyu. I have an urgent matter and have to ask you in the middle of the night......"

……

From the chairman of the Writers' Association to an ordinary member of the Writers' Association, Sanyu made dozens of phone calls in a row without giving up, with only one purpose, to find the author called "Volcano", and then ask him to honestly hand over the next draft of "The Condor Heroes" to me.

However, whether it is the chairman of the writers' association who has been in the literary world for decades, or some young writers who have made a wide range of friends, without exception, Sanyu has not obtained any valuable clues about the "volcano" from their mouths.

On the contrary, these dozens of writers, both old and young, who have a certain status and influence in Huaxia, woke up from their sleep, but because of this, they fell into another terrible "martial arts dream" and could not extricate themselves.

As a result, most of them became like Sanyu, eager to see the next storyline, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so they also found their address books and called them one by one.

"Hey! Lao Zhang! I actually wanted to ask you something when I called so late, do you know a guy with a pen name Volcano? ”

"Damn! I'm looking for this immoral guy too! is so exciting, it took less than 20,000 words to come out, this is trying to kill people! It doesn't matter if I can't sleep in the middle of the night, but my dad is in his eighties, and when he woke up at night, he saw me staring at the screen and reading this, and he stood behind and read it for a while, and now he ...... I was forced to find the rest of the content to show him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep at all......"

"You're looking too? Ay! I just made ten phone calls, and five of them also said that they were looking for this immoral volcano, and three calls were busy, so I guess they were looking for ......"

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Such a scene swept the entire literary world of Huaxia at once.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the members of the Writers' Association, and it is also destined to be a sleepless night for many readers. Many writers called each other to inquire about the volcano, and hundreds of thousands of readers stayed in front of their computers, refreshing the web page from time to time, always expecting to see the second episode of "The Condor Heroes" in the next second.

However, Lin Can, the initiator of all this, was lying on his stomach in front of the computer desktop and falling asleep, he didn't know that the first time he had such a mere 18,000 words had really stirred up such a huge movement in the literary world and Internet forums in Huaxia.