Chapter 38: Mr. "A" and Mr. "B" (Page 1/1)

"Say it, Officer Qin, if you know, I will answer you."

Chen Dacheng nodded symbolically, signaling that Qin Ming could talk to him, but Qin Ming suddenly sold Guan Zi at this time:

"Before I verify this matter, I have a little story here, I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested in listening to it?"

"Story?"

Chen Dacheng was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously asked:

"What is the story about?"

"Mr. Chen, listen to it, and you'll know."

Qin Ming didn't say it directly, but Chen Dacheng's eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The rain is still falling.

Falling on the window, it was like sounding the story that Qin Ming was going to tell next.

It just made the atmosphere in the living room a little more depressing.

"I have two friends who have a really good relationship and they talk almost nothing together.

And most importantly, they all have the same hobby, which is to love literature. Love to create.

One of them is a bit introverted, kind, and never grudges with anyone.

Even if you suffer any grievances, you will bear it by yourself. In this story, I'll call him Mr. A.

But there is another person with a very different personality from him, and he is called Mr. B.

Mr. B is a person with a more extreme personality, jealous and hateful, I don't talk much about Mr. A on weekdays, I hope he can just be self-sufficient, become more worldly, and don't always give people a feeling of being stupid and bullying.

But Mr. A likes to be himself, no matter how many unsatisfactory and difficult things he encounters, he will still stand in the other party's position as much as possible, to understand and tolerate.

One day, Mr. A suddenly told Mr. B that he had a good idea and wanted to write a book to try.

After listening to this, Mr. B asked him what type he planned to write, and Mr. A thought about it and replied that he planned to write a book on the theme of thrillers.

Mr. B was very surprised, and laughed at Mr. A, with your guts, you will be scared if you hit a thunderbolt, how can you write horror.

Besides, your personality is not suitable, and even if you write it, it is estimated that no one will read it.

Mr. A was not shocked by Mr. B's words, he told Mr. B that he didn't care about the grades, but just wanted to write something in his heart.

Because the dream is his own, he wants to give it a try.

Mr. B was not optimistic about Mr. A's plan, but as Mr. A began to create, his works became more and more popular.

This also surprised Mr. B, and he blushed more or less because he was not optimistic about Mr. A's creation.

And during a meal, Mr. A said to Mr. B, you are much more talented than me, and you like to watch horror, if you also write, it must be much better than me.

Mr. B was a little moved, but after seeing Mr. A's huge energy invested every day, and some criticism on the Internet, he felt that this kind of effort was not worth it, so he rejected Mr. A's proposal.

On weekdays, I still focus on my own work.

In this way, year after year, Mr. A has become famous in the genre with his own efforts.

However, the number of times I complained to Mr. B became more and more, and my body had big problems because of staying up late for a long time.

So Mr. B persuaded Mr. A, don't write it, you've written enough.

But Mr. A couldn't bear to give up, feeling that there were many people who were looking forward to his book and silently supporting him, and he wanted to write better and write more wonderful works to give back to them.

Mr. B didn't say anything, but only advised Mr. A to stop forcing himself to write about things that he couldn't bear in his heart.

After writing a few books, Mr. A also wanted to try some new possibilities, and in order to recover his body, he planned to write something that was easy and did not fit the original style.

As a result, this attempt hit him hard.

The bad comments continued, and he was criticized by many old readers, which also made Mr. A, who already lacked self-confidence, directly to the point of collapse.

He went to Mr. B again and said that he did not understand the reaction, and felt that he had done nothing wrong, but why did everyone say he was wrong.

After hearing this, Mr. B scolded him fiercely and told him that this was the reality.

When you are brilliant, how many people applaud, when you are down, how many people will fall into the well.

All support, all temporary, is fake.

In reality, people will suddenly turn their faces, let alone friends on the Internet.

You're not doing anything wrong, it's just that you're thinking too well of them. Your mindset is not at all suitable for writing, I told you a long time ago.

Mr. B said to Mr. A, hoping that Mr. A can understand that he does not have the psychological quality to withstand the pressure of public opinion. After all, he wasn't a strong man in the first place.

But Mr. A has his own insistence, and he feels that those people just don't fit in, and they will gradually get used to it later. This kind of criticism doesn't last long, and I don't believe that a friend who has been with him for so long will treat him like this because he is trying to change the type of creation.

So he persevered, but instead of disappearing, the criticism became more and more intense.

Especially on the Internet full of rhythm, when a critical post, only if even one person agrees, there will inevitably be a second or third person jumping out, so that those who support it in their hearts dare not speak out for fear of being sprayed.

By the end of the book, Mr. A's mind was already scarred.

But he still let his creation have a beginning and an end, and did not give up halfway.

But he began to become anxious, began to become restless, began to become more cowardly and inferior than before.

Don't even dare to make contact with people, don't dare to talk to people.

They also become extremely sensitive and vulnerable in contact with people.

But he was paranoid and felt that he might be inexperienced, so he didn't write well, so there was so much criticism.

So he put more effort into it, and even quit his job to do so, hoping to write well.

However, the attack of public opinion did not end because he put in more effort, on the contrary, there were more trolls who followed the crowd to scold him without even clicking on the page.

He began to lose sleep, he began to fear the night, he wanted to talk to someone, but he did not have the courage to speak.

Because every time he talked to Mr. B, Mr. B would always criticize him and always show impatience, which made him feel that he had done something wrong.

I can't do anything well, I can't do well on the Internet, and I fail in reality.

Mr. B also had a boredom in his heart because of his repeated teachings to Mr. A, and he was too lazy to care about Mr. A.

However, he was a little relieved about him, a good old man who was very stupid in his opinion.

So I will pay attention to his works, and often in book reviews, to fight back against those who scold him.

And send some good remarks to Mr. A, hoping to help Mr. A regain his confidence, but every time he posts, it won't take long to sink into the sea.

Overwhelmed by malicious rhythmic people, defined as the author's trumpet, dragging dogs and the like. ”

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