"Here, eat a piece, your favorite food." My father opened the rectangular box, and it was clearly a New Orleans-style barbecue pizza.

"Wow." Ye Li didn't expect that he would also love this flavor of pizza in this life, so he couldn't help but go over and take a piece and bite it in his mouth, which was fragrant.

The father secretly said, "Although your mother also likes pizza the most, but she doesn't like onions, so we will solve this pizza, right?" Of course, he said this, but he kept most of the remaining pizza in his hand, and then said, "Okay, Xiaoli, help Dad wash the vegetables, Dad will make you delicious stir-fried pork with vegetables today." ”

Ye Li found that his father hadn't eaten a bite of pizza, and knew that he had specially bought it for him and his mother, and couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in his heart. But when he heard his father's words, he immediately said in amazement: "Dad, why do you have time to cook today?" ”

"Your mother's cooking only allows us to rate two words, although we rate full marks every time, but we can't abuse our stomach at the same time, but also duplicity, it's better for me to come." Dad smiled cheerfully.

"If my mother hears it again, she will definitely cry again...... Ye Li became more and more curious, the level of cooking made by my mother has always been good, and my father obviously wants to share the cooking business, it is really good news.

Just when Ye Li wanted to ask while washing the green vegetable stalks, his father suddenly asked: "Xiaoli, after the second year of high school, how do you choose the liberal arts and sciences class?" ”

Ye Li was stunned: "There are still more than half a year, it's too early to talk about this." ”

He shook his head in his heart, he naturally recognized the liberal arts.

"If you choose liberal arts, you can come to the publishing house for an internship during the winter and summer vacations of university." My father smiled and said, "You can learn to write." Now the market is getting better and better. ”

He took out a stack of manuscripts from his briefcase, and next to the manuscript were marked with many upright italic characters, densely packed, with a kind of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, which was his annotation: "This is a novella written by a young author in China recently, the level is very high, only 18 years old, it can be said that he is a peerless genius, and he can write all kinds of changes in the novel." So you have to learn from him. ”

Ye Li knew that his previous writing ability was very poor, and his father's vision had always been very high, and it was already very remarkable to be able to say that he was a peerless genius, and at this moment, he had a curiosity in his heart, wanting to know how this author wrote.

"Over the years, the authors I have brought have slowly sparked hot sales in the market. By the way, Xiaoli, I'll tell you a secret. ”

Ye Wei was stunned, and vaguely felt that the secret that his father said was the thing that made his father very different today, and made his father's eyebrows flutter, and he couldn't help but light up his eyes and said, "What is it?" ”

My father smiled and said, "The president of the publishing house is about to retire, and it is rumored that I will be the next president." ”

"President? Is it equal to the emperor of the publishing house? Ye Li almost couldn't help jumping, you must know that in his previous life, even if his father had been an editor for thirty years, he had never been promoted, let alone become the president, that was the goal that his father had been working hard for.

"I hope so." Father pressed his forehead, "So you have to work harder these days." ”

"Well, Dad, I've got your back." At this moment, Ye Li's heart swelled with a sense of pride. He remembered his father's intentions in the two lifetimes before and after, and when he took the author, he spent a lot of energy revising for the author, checking for the author, and helping the author conceive, day after day, year after year, with almost no days off, and now that effort has finally paid off!

"Hehe, but your composition level is not good, you still have to practice more, and inherit your father's career in the future." Father said.

Ye Xuan moved his head, at this moment he had an urge to write his first work quickly, he was determined to surprise his father, determined to make his father really impress him!

When my father had the impression that he was not a good writer and wrote a better work than the young genius he signed a contract, I wonder what the expression on my father's face would be?

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At the beginning of the night, Ye Li sat at the desk in his room, and when he was thinking about which novel to excerpt, he subconsciously glanced at a building separated from the window, the living room on the eighth floor above was dark, and its balcony was still empty.

At the same moment in the two eras, he had a crush on the girl on the other floor, the girl who liked purple clothes, but these days, he couldn't wait for her to appear.

Why bother? After going through so much and being reborn, I shouldn't be impressed by such a girl, right? It's just that weishenme's move has not been changed?

He spread out the blank paper and began to write on it the names of some novels that were more famous in his previous life.

When he surfed the Internet in the afternoon, he had one thing he cared about very much, and that was the current popular literary trend in China.

Almost all of them are classical novels, lamenting the autumn wind and the lonely sycamore.

If you want to be in sync with Shijie and be down-to-earth, you can't deviate too far from this theme, and write works that are too modern and too Westernized at once, which will cause great criticism. It's like a change, you have to boil a frog in warm water, instead of overthrowing it entirely, and then slowly push forward after you become famous, using the fixed-point shiyan of your previous life.

But if it is exactly the same work as this era, then it will not have the effect of deafening.

In his previous life, Ye Li highly admired a chivalric novel "Don Quixote", which was written when chivalric novels were at their most popular. The protagonist in it "acts chivalrous and righteous", travels the world, but does things that are contrary to the times, and finally wakes up from his dreams and is no longer addicted. And when I saw Zuihou, everyone realized that this was a novel dressed in knightly and written as an anti-knight novel. It is precisely because of this contrast, this connotation, that this novel has become a Shijie classic, so that the trend of chivalric novels has been interrupted since then, and it has become Zuihou's "chivalric novels".

"Now I'm just a fourteen-year-old boy, and if I want to write something that matches my experience, even if it's not that great, I have to write in this way."

"It is necessary to keep pace with the times, but also to have its connotation and make your own voice? What kind of novel should I write? Ye Li fell into deep thought.

He knows how difficult it is, and he has to do it best, all the more so because of how difficult it is.

"I have so many works accumulated by my predecessors, but I still can't choose the most suitable one?"

Ye Li raised his eyes and looked at the balcony opposite. And the moment he saw it, a purple angel girl pendant hanging on his bay window was dancing gently, extremely graceful.

This is a pendant that he went to the boutique in this life and saw a pendant that was very similar to the girl opposite, so he bought it to commemorate the lovesickness of three or four years. Although he never said a word, every time he saw the pendant, his heart was very warm.

Just like the girl's purple dress, just like the girl's tranquility, just like the girl has played the beautiful guzheng sound countless times on the balcony, like the sound of heaven.

It's just that at this moment, he feels lonely.

For her, he waited for hours every day, whether he was reading books or doing homework, he could even remember which rooms on the opposite balcony were lit late at night, which ones were turned off on time, and which rooms often had mothers holding babies basking in the sun on the balcony.

It's just that she rarely appears.

Is it this loneliness?

Ye Li paused at the tip of his pen, and finally wrote down three words: "Wukong Biography!" ”

What do you do when your fate is predestined and you can't change it? Is it to be a pig looking at the moon and crying? Or the stone monkey that rebelled to pieces? No matter how hard we try, we will not be recognized, is this really the rule of the world?

"The Legend of Wukong" is written as a kind of struggle, a struggle against fate, when 500 years of time is just a deception, and the characters in the void time are bitter and bitter, and happy?

So, I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this land, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear!

This is the "Legend of Wukong" that belongs to Jin He.

In the previous life, after the publication of Wukong Biography in 2000, it triggered a reading climax, and has always enjoyed the reputation of "the first book on the Internet" on the Internet, which has been reprinted seven times by many publishing houses in the mainland and Taiwan, and reprinted more than 100 times, which has created the "first impression" of Chinese people on online literature, and then made more and more online novels popular.

This is an incredible achievement, and Zuihou has also been bought out of the film and television rights, which are already in the process of filming.

I believe that the same such a classic will not be buried in this era.

And more importantly, this one is a tribute to classical novels, and it is also a rebellion against classical novels, it can't do it to the point of becoming Zuihou's "knight novel", but it is unprecedented, and it is the leader generation of Internet bestsellers.

In Ye Li's current era, although online novels are also thriving, they are not highly evaluated.

Ye Li's blood suddenly boiled a little, if he wrote such a novel, if his father saw it, what kind of expression would he have?

If there is such a novel in this market, will it lead to a boom?

Ye Li's pen paused.

Compared with the Wukong biography, his heart is higher, he wants to write his Wukong biography, write the purple girl who belongs to him, and write the loneliness that belongs to him!

There will be the Zixia Fairy in the Journey to the West, and there will be the loneliness of Sun Wukong being suppressed in Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years.

You must know that Zixia appeared in the legend of Wukong in the previous life, if there is no foreshadowing in the Journey to the West, it will be difficult for others to identify with this character.

Also in a kind of loneliness, Ye Li can put himself in Wukong's shoes and think about Wukong's thoughts on that kind of day.

This shijie also has Journey to the West, as one of the four famous novels, it has been adapted by film and television dramas I don't know how many times, but few people think about Sun Wukong as a real person and think about his loneliness.

When Tang Seng didn't trust him, when he was locked by the Tight Mantra again and again, when his magical mana couldn't help those divine beasts in the system again and again, what was that loneliness and helplessness?

The words in Wukong's biography were extracted by Ye Li and condensed into his own words, his own chapters, and his own loneliness.

At this moment, Ye Li believes that he is standing on the shoulders of "The Legend of Wukong" and "Journey to the West", and he will definitely go further!

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In the middle of the night, the mother who came back from attending the annual evaluation of the bank in the field pushed open the door of Ye Li's room, the lamp was still on, and Ye Li was still holding the pen in his hand, but the whole person was already asleep, just lying on the desk.

"Is this kid starting to get serious? Is it because of the poor grades in the past that stimulated it? The mother showed a worried expression: "It's not a good habit to stay up late......"

She walked over gently, wanting to pat Ye Li awake, but her hand stopped.

She saw a mess of paper on the table.

Is this Ye Li writing an article?

I especially remember that in my impression, the articles written by Ye Li were criticized by his father very badly every time.

"He's writing secretly? Don't want his father to see it, right? It's been a long time since I've heard him mention writing articles. ”

Mother Ye shook her head, and was a little disapproving of Father Ye's criticism: "It's good to at least mention some advantages, otherwise if you hit Ye Li so badly, how could Ye Li have the perseverance to continue writing?" He's still a kid after all......"

Thinking of this, Ye Mu put down the paper and gently covered Ye Li with a blanket: "Don't disturb him first, when he wakes up, his spirit recovers, and he will go to bed by himself." ”

She glanced at the paper again, and the graffiti-like handwriting was messy.

"Is the child scribbling? Just ......"

As she carefully discerned the contents, she noticed that there were many chapters and many highlighted words.

- "I have a dream, all the immortals and gods, and when I see me, I call myself brothers, and there is nothing in the world that can restrain me, and there is nothing I can't do." ”

Seeing this, she couldn't help but be stunned!