Chapter 142: Auditors

In the past, readers read Jin Yong's martial arts novels and could only send protest letters to the newspaper when they saw the depressed plot, because they didn't know who Jin Yong was, but now they have a more direct protest target.

That is Lin Zixuan.

As a result, he received a lot of letters from readers.

Among them, there are those who implore him to revise the plot, those who vent their dissatisfaction, those who make verbal threats, and even those who are willing to pay for Azhu's resurrection.

This person also thought of the follow-up plot for Lin Zixuan.

Ah Zhu actually possessed a miraculous skill, and crawled out of the ground on the full moon night seven hundred and forty-nine days later, and became a peerless master.

Lin Zixuan was extremely speechless, I wrote a martial arts novel, not a zombie stream.

This also illustrates the popularity of "Dragon Babu" and the resentment of readers.

Unlike the tepid popularity of "Smiling Proud Jianghu", "Dragon Babu" has sparked another round of martial arts novels in Shanghai.

The sales of "Happy Forest" are much higher than those of "Popular Fiction Weekly", and the gap in the readership base is too large, so the repercussions are naturally different.

Some readers, like Yan Duhe, thought that Lin Zixuan had suffered a blow in his life, so he wrote this kind of angry and resentful plot.

This statement is very marketable, and it once affected Lin Zixuan's daily life, and even his family was concerned.

Because Lin Zixuan and Feng Chengcheng are about to get married, at this time, it is inevitable that people will not think much about you writing this kind of plot, let the male protagonist kill the heroine with his own hands, how much do you hate the heroine, there is no contradiction between you and Cheng Cheng, right?

Even Feng Chengcheng showed a suspicious expression, are you insinuating something?

Lin Zixuan finally realized the pain of his own suffering, and he repeatedly emphasized that this was just a novel and had no connection with reality.

I have absolutely no other ideas, it's really just fiction.

It's a pity that the more he explains in this way, the more suspicion arouses it.

The family even thinks that he is not looking for other women outside, in fact, in Shanghai in this era, it is a common phenomenon for large families to maintain an outer room, but you can't prioritize the priority, you have to put the family first.

For this reason, his father Lin Boqing also had a long talk with him.

You will not live!

Lin Zixuan can only promise again and again, I am innocent, it is really just a novel, I will never write the heroine to death in the future, this is always okay.

Not to mention him, even the storyteller in the teahouse was depressed by this episode.

They say that the purpose of the book is to make a little money, but if you make such a tragic plot, if you say it, the guests below will not be happy to hear it, and they will not smash the teahouse, they can't afford it.

Therefore, these storytellers will declare in advance before saying this paragraph, if you have something to do with the author, it has nothing to do with me.

It took half a month for Azhu to settle down.

What makes Lin Zixuan glad is that he didn't write "The Condor Heroes", that is even more terrible, how much do you hate Xiaolongnu to write about her and Yin Zhiping.

This period of anxious days made him deeply appreciate the benefits of pen names, as long as he used pen names, he no longer had to worry about readers blocking people at the door.

Lin Zixuan has two classes a week at Shanghai University, one on Monday and one at noon on Thursday.

He doesn't take a roll call in class, and the number of students who usually come will exceed the number of students in the Department of Chinese Literature, and he doesn't care, and even some of them are not students from Shanghai University, but just come to listen to the lectures.

He talks about how to write, and not only about writing, but also about other places, which is more casual and not old-fashioned.

He would often recite a piece of traditional literature or a foreign novel on the spot, and if a student asked a question he didn't understand, he would admit that I hadn't read it, and I'd tell you when I did.

He gives his students the impression that he is knowledgeable, outspoken, witty, and charismatic.

Since it is a writing course, the homework assigned to students is writing, Lin Zixuan generally asks them to write casually, write whatever they want in their hearts, don't worry about giving new words, and feel it.

His point of view is that only articles that come from the heart can have the power to move people's hearts.

You can't even move yourself, how can you move readers.

"Who is Jiang Wei?" This time, Lin Zixuan was named for the first time.

Because he found an essay from the homework he received, written about his hometown, the writing is fresh, with a little liveliness, different from other people's more rigid narrative methods, which is eye-catching.

Moreover, it doesn't look like it is plagiarized, and it has a very strong local character.

This is a good seedling for writing.

The students in the class were stunned, they knew that Lin Zixuan didn't remember people very much, did this Jiang Wei make a mistake?

Everyone was looking around with their eyes, mostly looking at male classmates.

But I didn't expect a female student to stand up in the last corner of the classroom, this female student was not very old, and looked at Lin Zixuan blankly.

"It's okay, sit down, I want to say that you wrote a good article last time." Lin Zixuan praised, "I will write more in the future, and I can recommend good works to you for publication." ”

With Lin Zixuan's reputation, if it is recommended, it will definitely be published.

Actually, he didn't expect this Jiang Wei to be a female student, he thought it was a boy, so he could focus on training, and it was not convenient for female students.

Especially when he is about to get married, he is depressed in case there are any bad rumors.

The schoolgirl surprised the students in the class, and they looked at each other and realized that no one knew her.

"I'm not a student here." The female student said loudly, "I just heard that it was my husband's class, so I came to listen to the lecture." ”

"Oh, what college are you?" Lin Zixuan asked curiously.

"I went to a girls' work-study school." Jiang Wei replied.

Lin Zixuan thought about it, and then remembered that this women's work-study school should actually be called a civilian girls' school.

The civilian girls' school was founded on February 10, 1922 by Chen Duxiu and others, and was known as a women's work-study school, which was deliberately different from the girls' schools run by foreign churches.

On December 25, 1921, the civilian girls' school published an enrollment advertisement in the "Republic of China Daily".

On March 5, 1922, the fifth issue of "Women's Voice" was published with a special issue of the "Civilian Girls' School".

"When we say commoners, it means different from the nobility, in other words, why is it called a commoner girls' school, because first, this is a place for commoners to study; Second, it is a women's training center with a civilian spirit. ”

This incident once caused heated discussions, and the newspapers compared the aristocratic girls' school with the commoner girls' school.

The aristocratic girls' schools trained the social talents of the upper class, and the commoner girls' schools trained mostly progressive young women.

"Do you want to come to the Department of Chinese Literature at Shanghai University? Now I can only be an auditor, and I can enter the school next semester. Lin Zixuan cherished this writing talent and proposed.

"May I?" Jiang Wei was surprised.

"Yes, I'll introduce you." Lin Zixuan promised.

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Wei looked excited and bowed down to thank him.

"Alright, let's start class."

At this time, Lin Zixuan didn't know that the 18-year-old female student was from Hunan, and she would write articles under a pen name in the future, and her pen name was Ding Ling.