(Let me explain in advance, this article is not a parallel world, so writing entertainment can only be original, it may seem a little embarrassing, I hope everyone can resist, anyway, they are all embarrassed together)

Chu He didn't expect that he would be despised by the system!

Is my literary literacy so bad?

"I don't want to be the little prince of conch, I want to be a science fiction writer." Chu He doesn't have a good temperament, and he is also a key university graduate, so no matter how low his literary literacy is, he can't go anywhere.

"Ding, the host consumes 200 pleasure points to buy a level of literary literacy, and has a good literary appraisal vision and taste." The system responded.

Chu He was stunned, and when he opened "Science Fiction World" again, he really felt very different, and his ability to appreciate science fiction novels was greatly improved.

But he still feels that he can't write science fiction works, and the difference between looking and writing is too great.

"System, don't cheat on my pleasure value, I'm going to be a science fiction writer, not a reader!" Chu He hugged the remaining pitiful 210.1 pleasure value with a painful face.

"Ding, the host consumes 200 pleasure points to buy the first 50,000 words of "Poetry and the Sea"." The system responded again.

Chu He's mind was shocked, and he immediately had some more information, and the 50,000 words of an article also belonged to him.

His mind felt like electricity, and for a moment he felt like he was the world's top science fiction writer, writing "Poetry and the Sea".

This is a shocking science fiction novel that perfectly combines the beauty of poetry with the mystery of the sea, and the content is the story of an alien who uses the sea as a mother womb to conceive a little alien, and is discovered by a scientist who loves poetry.

In just 50,000 words, Chu He clearly saw the vast sea, the wonderful alien fetus, and the poems sung on the sea.

Chu He has never thought that science fiction can have such charm!

He came back to his senses and said impatiently, "Where did you copy this?" You're afraid it's a copyist system, right? ”

"This is the original system combined with human civilization." The system answers shortly.

Original?

Chu He worshiped the system for the first time, this guy is too powerful, and his literary literacy is indeed too low compared to it, no wonder he will be despised by the system.

"How many words are "Poetry and the Sea", I want to watch the follow-up plot immediately!" Chu He's heart tickled, he had been completely attracted.

How many fetuses does the sea give birth to as an alien's birthplace? A female scientist who lost her daughter accidentally adopted an alien fetus, how will she choose?

When beautiful poetry blossoms on the sea, will it stir the hearts of aliens?

All this is so fascinating, the story of "Poetry and the Sea", like a mandala flower in the desert, carries the smell of death, but it makes people drink to quench their thirst and can't extricate themselves.

"Host pleasure points are not enough to purchase subsequent content." The system does not give face.

Chu He had to give up temporarily, and his pleasure value was only 10.1, and he was so poor that he was screaming.

But he doesn't care about the pleasure value at all, the 50,000-word "Poetry and the Sea" is enough for him to be a science fiction writer for a while, and he seems to have experienced a spiritual baptism, which is so wonderful.

He calmed down first, then flipped through "Science Fiction World" and read all the articles.

Whether it is a short story or a serialized medium and long story, Chu He read them one by one.

He used to think that science fiction was lofty, but now his literary literacy is different, and he doesn't think it's amazing.

The main reason is that the system's original "Poetry and the Sea" has improved Chu He's taste, and he can't stand ordinary science fiction novels.

After reading it, Chu He's eyes became clearer, and he felt that "Poetry and the Sea" was extraordinary.

He jotted down the mailbox at the back of the magazine, and went back to his bedroom to type.

Chu He rarely used a computer before, let alone typed, so being a writer was very slow.

It took him half a night to type out more than half of the novel in his mind, but it was only 30,000 words.

But this is already ready to be submitted, and Chu He is not in a hurry, leaving 20,000 words for backup, so as not to be in a hurry when he gets it.

Looking at the sky, it was already midnight, Chu He sorted out the manuscript and submitted it directly to "Science Fiction World".

In the middle of the night, the editor had already rested, and Chu He estimated that his manuscript would be seen tomorrow.

He also calmed down, thinking about the plot of "Poetry and the Sea", and went to the beach to blow conch.

He couldn't sleep, and his mind was still thinking about the science fiction novel.

At this moment, the magic capital, the editorial building of "Science Fiction World".

It was already past four o'clock in the morning, but the lights were still on in the editorial building, and a bald man with half-rimmed glasses woke up twisting his aching neck.

Liu Qiang, the deputy editor-in-chief of Science Fiction World, did not go home after work in the afternoon, but checked the layout and content of the next issue of the magazine for errors and omissions.

Originally, he didn't have to do this, but there was a serious mistake in the last issue, which caused him to be scolded by the editor-in-chief.

As a result, he was naturally exhausted, fell asleep on his stomach, and slept until midnight.

"Fortunately, there are no mistakes, but the quality of the recent novels is too poor, and the sales volume is getting lower and lower, so the magazine is not easy to mix." Liu Qiang rubbed his temples, drank the coffee that had cooled on the table, and then turned off the computer to leave.

Unexpectedly, there was a new submission email in the mailbox, and Liu Qiang glanced at it: "Poetry and the Sea".

As an obsessive-compulsive offender, Liu Qiang frowned and nodded.

He was going to simply look at it and dismiss it, lest he have to look at it again tomorrow.

As a result, after only a few lines, his expression became serious, and his body moved forward unconsciously.

After reading two pages, his eyes were already glowing, and the tiredness just now was swept away, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

After reading all 30,000 words, Liu Qiang habitually grabbed the cup and drank coffee, but the coffee had already been drunk.

He slapped the cup back again, quickly pulled the submission document to the beginning, and read it again.

In just 30,000 words, he read it for more than an hour, for fear of missing any place.

After that, his whole face bloomed, and he shouted without looking back: "Mr. Ye, come on, come on!" ”

After he finished speaking, he realized that his colleagues had already left work now, and as for the editor-in-chief, Mr. Ye, he didn't come at all today, he was fishing.

Liu Qiang hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The number beeped for a long time, and finally connected. On the other side was Mr. Ye, also a middle-aged man.

"Liu Qiang, why don't you give me a reason, I'll hammer you to death!" Mr. Ye scolded, he had been working hard for several days, and it was rare to sleep comfortably today, but he was woken up by his subordinates, and he exploded when he got up.

"Mr. Ye, look at the company's mailbox, that "Poetry and the Sea", it's amazing, the second "Three-Body Problem" has appeared!" Liu Qiang's voice was hoarse with excitement, as if he had seen gold.

A good manuscript can create considerable benefits, in the era of the physical publishing industry, a good manuscript is fate!

"Are you drunk? The second "Three-Body Problem"? Which sci-fi guy submitted it to you? Mr. Ye was still angry.

"Mr. Ye, look at it first, it's not a science fiction master, it's called Chu Xiaohe, but I feel that his pen power surpasses any science fiction master!" Liu Qiang's saliva was about to squirt out.

The editing building, which was as silent as a cemetery, was called by Liu Qiang's voice and made the demons dance wildly.