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With a novel "The Stunning Stunner Walking Among 11 Men - The True Story Behind the Woman Who Jumped Off the Building in Wansheng Building, City C", Internet writer Yang Yang really became popular on the Internet.

A few days ago, someone left a message at the back of the article, saying that he was a publisher and was very optimistic about the publication prospects of this novel, and hoped to communicate more with him. Yang Yang was very excited, he didn't dare to hope that this novel would be published, he knew that it would not work at all to take the road of regular publishing, but if the publisher had a special channel to distribute it, as a stall-level reading, its prospects were still exciting.

After the reader and he added WeChat to each other, they asked about the authenticity of the story.

"Of course, there's an element of fiction." Yang Yang made no secret of it.

If they are all called "true stories", how can they be said to be fictional? The reader said.

"It depends on how you understand it, art comes from life and is higher than life." Yang Yang said.

"Can it be understood that this story is based on truth - that woman named Yao Xiaofei is a wind-dust woman who has a flesh-to-body deal with 11 wealthy businessmen?"

"Well, the story has a certain amount of truth, as for whether it is with 11 men, this is somewhat exaggerated. In literary creation, this exaggeration is permissible. ”

"If you use a title like "True Story," the reader will think it's a non-fiction work. ”

"I don't care what the reader thinks."

"Isn't there still a saying that the text is responsible? Have you ever thought about how harmful this can be to the deceased? ”

"Death is dead, how can it hurt?"

"The dead are also dignified. As far as I know, this woman is a co-investor in a plastic surgery agency, not the wind-dust woman you said. ”

"Fiction. You know, if it's not fictional, readers don't like to read it at all. ”

"You can't distort the facts just to pander to the reader, right?"

"This ...... Is this also a novel? ”

Yang Yang was almost crazy, and typed in the words "What's the matter with you", but fortunately he couldn't help it, the identity of the other party's publisher, he really couldn't afford to offend, so he immediately entered new content and sent it over.

"Strictly speaking, your novel already constitutes a crime of defamation. If it were to be published, would you insist on using the words "true story"? ”

"As long as it can be published, I don't mind using the term 'true story', but you know, if you delete those four words, the attention will inevitably suffer. As for the so-called defamation you mentioned, I think you have thought too much. After all, this is fiction. ”

"That'...... If someone is held accountable, are you willing to bear the consequences? ”

"Consequences? What are the consequences? No problem, I'll take it! ”

The other party was silent for a while before replying to the message.

"What do you think of this woman's suicide? Or, as a work of literature, what do you want to express through your novels? ”

"A wind-dust woman like this—of course, it doesn't matter if she's a wind-dust woman or not—she deserves to die; If you have to say something, it's called promoting positive energy. ”

After coming over for a while, the other party replied, saying that he would come back and make an appointment to meet him to talk about specific publishing matters.

Yang Yang was genuinely looking forward to meeting the publisher, and he even made up his mind that he could make more concessions in terms of royalties, but he would have to pay a down payment of royalties in advance. He needs money so much now, his writing income is far from enough to cover his expenses, and he has managed to scrape together three months of rent owed to his landlord, and the next three months' rent will soon be paid again, and the money has not yet arrived.

On this day, Yang Yang's novel ushered in the end, and he prepared a wonderful ending-

The woman jumped, and a touch of red took off from the roof of the Wansheng Building, like a high-pitched prelude to a song. During the flight, she made a strange gesture and then spread her arms, as if to say her final goodbye to the world. The wind stirred up her dress by falling rapidly, like a rainbow breaking through the sky. Finally landing on the ground, she landed on the left side of her face, her right face raised, surprisingly calm. This half of the face raised is delicate and beautiful, and it was once her lethal weapon to capture the wealthy merchants of 11 C cities. Her body stretched, her hands stretched out, and she was lying on her stomach, with a strong symbolism of sexuality, as if she was going to fight the earth one last time, as if she had used this posture to knock down countless wealthy merchants in City C. Her legs were open at a 45-degree angle, as if to make one last affectionate invitation to the men. A red dress wrapped around her plump body, and her rounded buttocks were raised high, forming a perfect arc......

He goes on to write:

This perfect arc, like a semicircle raised in a straight line, is extremely sexy, and from a distance, it looks like lying on a huge bed. Her open right eye looked serene and contented, as if she was enjoying the last love of a man. The puddle of dark red blood under the head was just like a wave of incense flowing after lingering. This concretized perfect body, the beauty of despair, the beauty of violence, the beauty of sexuality......

Writing this, his brain kept flashing the real scene of Yao Xiaofei lying on the ground, and his body involuntarily gave a violent reaction again. Panting for breath, he tapped on the keyboard and wrote the last sentence of the novel:

She once again used her body as a weapon to achieve a perfect jump, and also ushered in the last extreme high-tide in her life, and then everything came to an abrupt end, and her fragrant and glamorous life ended perfectly.

He read the ending of the novel again and uploaded it to the website with satisfaction, believing that it would add another fire to the story's super popularity.

The novel ended, but the publisher was slow to contact him. He wanted to take the initiative to ask several times, but he endured it again, this gesture was still necessary. He understands the truth that he can only sell at a good price if he is stable, but now he really can't wait.

He carefully edited a WeChat message and sent it over:

The novel is finished, and if it is not abandoned, it can be published in person. It's easy to get a royalty split, but you'll need to pay a down payment in advance. Thank you for coming back soon.

Before he could put down the phone, the other party's text message came back:

The first payment of 20,000 yuan will be paid at the meeting. Mizuki Town, Wooden Building.

He was stunned, dispelled the little doubt that had just risen in his heart, and quickly turned back:

Tomorrow is coming, no 20,000 advance payment is not discussed.