Chapter 205: The True Purpose of the Forum

Mortal?

After learning the pen name of mortal, many writers showed a stunned look, not that they had never heard of this name, but that this name shocked them too much.

Since the beginning of the online writer list, many people have heard of the number one mortal, and some have even studied his source of income.

In the middle of 04, he officially entered the online literature industry, and it only took eight months to successfully ascend to the altar, and created a record of three consecutive monthly tickets at the starting point, beating the old authors.

"Immortal Rebellion" is nearly 700 million words, a total of 8 months, and an average update rate of more than 800,000 words per month, looking at the entire writing circle, this speed is enough to shock everyone.

In 05, he created three books in one year, two of which are online novels, and although the other one is also published on the Internet, it can be regarded as an urban emotion in traditional literature. The whole book not only achieved more than one million sales of domestic entities, but also successfully sold the rights of game film and television adaptation. It is also with the sales of more than one million copies and the online sales of two other books that Mortal successfully won the first place with an annual income of more than 600 games.

Of course, this is only in the hinterland.

Moreover, the list released at the starting point is only the income of online writers on their own websites, and those famous traditional literary writers and tycoons in Hong Kong and Taiwan are not counted. But even so, the achievements of mortals are amazing.

"It turned out to be a mortal friend, I read your "Best Family", and it was written very well. I'm also watching "Yang God" now, but I'm too old to watch it in front of the computer, so I can only ask people to print out the words you wrote and read them slowly. But don't worry. I'm all subscribed! Jin Yong suddenly looked at Chen Ping and said with a smile.

Jin Yong's heroes are chasing the works of mortals?

Other writers could only look at Chen Ping with envious eyes, but Zhao Changqing didn't react until now, the horror on his face disappeared, and he was replaced by pride.

Ni Kuang stared at Chen Ping for a long time before he smiled. continued: "I only knew that this time the mainland brought a few online writers over, but I didn't expect it to be a mortal in person. By the way, I have also read one or two online novels, among which the deepest memory is the one "Blasphemy", whether it is writing or logic, it is a first-class work, is the author of this book here? ”

Fenghuo looked at the smoke man jealously, and whispered: "Your sister, you birdman can be looked down upon by the hero." I really don't know how much shit I stepped on. ”

The smoke man smiled, ignored the jealousy of the beacon fire, stepped forward, and said, "I am Yanyu Jiangnan." ”

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After Chen Ping successfully resolved Ni Kuang's tricky problem, everyone slowly dispersed when they saw that there was nothing else to look at. After the people dispersed, Ni Kuang invited Chen Ping to his home after the meeting. Jin Yong said with a smile that Ni Kuangdu had already emigrated abroad, and his home in Xiangjiang didn't know how long it hadn't been cleaned, so he couldn't snub his guests. Invite Ni Kuang and Chen Ping to his house for tea.

For Jin Yong's invitation, Chen Ping couldn't refuse. He himself admires this great contemporary writer, and he is even honored to be invited to meet today, and he must not let go of this opportunity.

After the author's salon ended, Chen Ping and the others followed the author's group back to the hotel, on the way back. Those writers who originally despised these young people had an inexplicable look in their eyes when they looked at them again.

As soon as they returned to the hotel, Chen Ping and Xuehong were called by Zhao Changqing.

came to Zhao Changqing's room, and Zhao Changqing poured tea for the two. Only then did he speak: "Tomorrow the forum will officially begin, and the theme of the conference will be the cultural exchanges between the mainland and Hong Kong and Macao, as well as the hedging between Eastern literature and Western literature. Formal participants are required to present their opinions at the conference. You have already made a splash in front of you writers today, and at the same time, I am surprised, although I support the development of online novels, but I really didn't know that online novels also have so many aspects of knowledge, and today is an eye-opener. I hope that at tomorrow's meeting, you can continue to play, tomorrow's meeting will invite many media to come, and if you can be noticed by those media, the development of online novels will definitely get the attention of the public, and the development speed will be improved a lot. ”

Chen Ping didn't care, he didn't want to be in the limelight at all, and he came to this meeting with a learning mentality, he just wanted to see what the meeting between writers was all about. No one expected that Ni Kuang would suddenly come and ask tricky questions, and Chen Ping was forced to say those words, fortunately not dishonored.

Xuehong groaned and said: "We can still say a little bit of our own ideas about cross-strait cultural exchanges, but we will ...... this when the Eastern and Western cultures are hedged" After speaking, he also glanced at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping was also a little puzzled by this question, and he also looked at Zhao Changqing in puzzlement.

Zhao Changqing saw that the two of them were puzzled, and his heart was secretly refreshed, there are still things you don't know. But his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "In two thousand years, a Western magic novel landed in China, and it only took less than two years to successfully attract a large number of domestic readers, and even then a movie adapted from this novel landed, which plundered countless box office ...... in the mainland."

"Harry Potter?"

Chen Ping reflexively said this name, and the blood red also reacted, he hadn't read this book, but he had heard of it, and it was really hot. I heard that the original book has been sold in more than a dozen countries, and has been translated into several different languages, which is really a bestseller in the world.

Zhao Changqing nodded and continued: "The influence of this book in China is so great that many authors have now begun to study Western literature. Although there is no first, we have to consider the differences between Eastern and Western cultures, and we dare not say that we will fight back, at least we must hold our ground, so the main purpose of this writers' forum is to resist the invasion of Western culture. ”

"At the end of this meeting, we will also select two or three of the most influential writers to be supported, whether it is in terms of cultural propaganda or publishing policy, as long as it does not affect social harmony and does not mention politics, the relevant authorities will give the green light. Even, the Writers Association helped provide translations, translated our oriental novels, and then sold them abroad, of course, this requires the writer's works to have a large number of popularity. ”

"So far, if you look at the number of real readers, online novels have great potential, which is why the association is so supportive of online novels!"

Chen Ping couldn't help grinning after hearing this, it seems that there are still people in China who understand. It's not a great thing in the past few years, but wait a few more years, and when those big-budget foreign movies land in China, it will be a real cultural invasion. However, Chen Ping also felt relieved, although he was just an online writer, since he knew about it and participated in this matter, he had to do his best to help Oriental Literature hold its ground, no matter how bad it was, he would also defend the place of online novels.

Coming out of Zhao Changqing's room, Xuehong still looked worried, and asked Chen Ping in a low voice.

"Do we need to make up for it, and we will have a little confidence when we speak tomorrow."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "They only know how to guard against the impact of Western culture now, and they are also headless flies." They have a good idea, pick out two or three popular writers to cultivate, and then publish and sell abroad, but they ignore the most essential thing. ”

"What?"

"After thousands of years of precipitation of oriental culture, it is difficult for even us to understand it thoroughly, let alone those foreigners who do not understand Chinese idioms. In addition, there is a huge difference between Western culture and Eastern culture, and the education that Chinese people have received since childhood is the concept of inclusiveness and tolerance. They are receptive to new things, but what about foreigners? They don't understand our myths and stories, and they don't even know who the originator of Taoism is, and our fantasy fairy tales can't get their approval at all. In the same way, urban novels are more difficult, the Eastern and Western lifestyles are different, and the values are different, and our urban novels can only make them sneer. ”

"Military history is even more unworkable, and writing history does not give them a sense of identity. Writing about modern military is likely to cause disputes, it's difficult! ”

"So what do we do?"

"Respond to all changes with the same, and see what others have to say."

Back in the room, Fenghuo and the others were waiting for Chen Ping and Xuehong, and when they came back, they couldn't wait to know what Zhao Changqing called the two of them to do.

After Xuehong said what Zhao Changqing said, the three of them were also pondering.

"Chen Ping is right, those traditional literary writers have always looked down on us. In the face of such a general trend, we can't compete for the limelight, let them talk about it first, and when they find out the difficulty of this problem, no matter what the two of you say, they will not be noticed. We just need to keep the territory of our online novels, I don't believe that those foreign novels can surpass us. You know, we have tens of millions of readers, which is more than the population of even the small European countries combined. "Yan Nan is in line with the golden mean, and he doesn't want Chen Ping to compete with Xuehong and those traditional writers for the limelight, this is not normal, if it really attracts the attention of others, it means that there will be an extra responsibility on his shoulders in the future.

That's a lot of responsibility!

The third young man of the Tang family also nodded, but he had a different opinion.

"What the smoke man said makes sense, but our online novels are still in their infancy, I personally think that if possible, Brother Ping and Xueda still have to fight for it, after all, if we can really get the relaxation of the publishing policy, if our online novels can really be sold abroad, even if it is only a few, it can also make those readers who are not familiar with online novels see hope, after all, our books can also go abroad, which is still good for us."

Chen Ping glanced at the three young men of the Tang family, in his previous life, his books had a record of being translated into Korean, and in this life, he still had such thoughts. (To be continued......)