Just as I was basking in a flash, there was the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs.

I immediately pricked up my ears like a police dog and listened.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! There was a sharp knock on the door.

"Who?" I asked angrily.

"Circle Master!" Ah Fei's voice came, "It's me, Ah Fei, don't shoot!" ”

I opened the door a little angrily.

Ah Fei was out of breath.

"Let's go!" Ah Fei pulled the male duck's voice and urged, "A friend of mine has just earned a manuscript fee, and he is calling friends and drinking for a treat, and he has hundreds of dollars!" ”

"Is there anyone I know?" I asked Ah Fei.

"It's all people in the circle," Ah Fei said in a weird way, "but you may not know each other!" However, it doesn't matter, you just have to remember that although my friend paid for this drink, it should be considered that I invited you! Because I always drink your wine, I'm really a little embarrassed if I don't invite you again! ”

"Do you want me to write on the wall with a pen to remember?" I asked Ah Fei.

"Don't talk nonsense," Ah Fei urged, "If you go late, I guess you won't even have bones!" ”

"Then you go out for a drink and don't bring your girlfriend with you?" I asked Ah Fei.

"What? Bring your girlfriend! Ah Fei said viciously, "If it were you, would you take a sheep to a pack of wolves?" ”

I laughed.

I went downstairs and lifted my leg to get on Ah Fei's rusty bicycle that rang everywhere except for the bell.

The bicycle drove quickly towards the "Art Pavilion" located in the fourth village of Huilongguan Bei.

The four villages in the north of Huilongguan are the collective names of the Shigezhuang, Dingfu Huangzhuang, East Banbidian and West Banbidian that have not been demolished in the north of Huilongguan and on the west side of the Beijing-Tibet Expressway. The "Art Pavilion" that Ah Fei said was actually the landlord's former pigeon house, and later the landlord stopped raising pigeons, so Ah Fei's buddies rented the house. They often gather together, smoke a pack of Zhongnanhai cigarettes for 5 yuan, drink a barrel of Erguotou wine for 6 yuan, and then talk loudly, dreaming of fame and fortune in a certain year, month, and day.

The bike quickly arrived at Beisi Village.

The streets are bustling and crowded.

Underfoot, garbage flutters lightly.

A small river running through the village can no longer see a trickle. As far as the eye can see, all that is the garbage filled with the creek is emitting a disgusting stench.

I was led by Ah Fei to their "Art Pavilion".

The "Art Pavilion" is full of smoke and miasma.

There is a strong smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and unknown sources.

When Ah Fei took me into the door, I saw seven or eight "Beipiao artists" with different faces who were "inspiring words and pointing out the country". Ah Fei said that they all came from all over the world, met on the Internet or on the street, and came together for a common dream.

Ah Fei began to take the trouble to introduce me to his friends one by one.

I shook hands and said hello one by one.

"The topic of our discussion today is the trend and future of the development of online literature," and the "Guanzhong Genius" who did the east began to gush out, "Writers! Gunslingers! For a common goal of fame and fortune, we have come together from all over the world, inside and outside the Great Wall, north and south of the river, and gathered in this luxurious art pavilion to write literature, art and art, shame and shame, and show your eyes! However, we are not immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world, we are living people who want to eat and have sex! Looking at the color on everyone's faces, it is estimated that they haven't eaten for a while, and they haven't had sex for a long time! It's time for everyone to sober up, it's time to think of a way......"

Guanzhong talents talk endlessly, and there is a lot of nonsense.

The more I looked at him, the more he looked like a madman.

"That's right! When we use the pen as a flag, while waving our souls, can't we lower our noble heads and pay metaphysical attention to the fireworks in the world that plague our existence? Ah Fei said as he reached out and grabbed a braised chicken leg on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, "I haven't tasted meat for a long time!" ”

Ah Fei looked cynical.

Suddenly, his hand shook, and the chicken leg that had just been bitten fell under the table.

"Shame on waste!" The crowd shouted in unison.

"Who says I'm wasted?" Ah Fei smiled and picked up the chicken leg that had just taken a small bite from under the table, pretended to pat the soil on it, wrapped it in paper and put it into his crumpled suit like a cow, and smiled embarrassedly, "My puppy is stupid and hasn't tasted meat for a long time, take it home and explain it!" ”

"You still have a dog?" Guanzhong Caizi sneered, "It's good that you can support yourself!" ”

Ah Fei didn't say anything, drinking heavily while blowing nonsense.

After a while.

Everyone's conversation began to shift to the bookseller Lao Jia.

"Ah Fei," Guan Zhongcaizi asked Ah Fei with a flushed face, "Did you get the manuscript fee for the inspirational book you made for Lao Jia?" ”

"Take his mother's legs," Ah Fei said angrily, "I went to ask for it a few times, and that guy said he was going to find someone from the underworld to break my leg!" ”

"I made a book on sales management for him," Guan Zhongcaizi said seriously, "It's all been published, I've seen it in the bookstore, and I haven't got the manuscript fee yet!" However, Lao Jia didn't say that he was going to break my leg, he just told me to wait! ”

"Lao Jia has been making fake books," I thought for a long time, and finally said, "Don't you know? ”

"What is a fake book?" Ah Fei asked me wonderingly, "Is it a pirated book?" ”

"No," I said seriously, "fake books are not at all the same as pirated books. The difference between them is that the pirated book itself has a template for the real book, which is nothing more than illegal copying, which infringes copyright. Fake books, on the other hand, are completely made up out of thin air, the author is fake, or the content is fake, and so on. ”

"But I've seen the book I made in a regular bookstore!" Guan Zhongcaizi thought about it and said.

"It's normal," I said with a smile, "that it's possible that a fake book was published through a regular publishing channel, so it's even more difficult to tell!" ”

"According to what you say," asked Guan Zhongcaizi, puzzled, "there are a lot of fake books on the market now?" ”

"Yes," I said seriously, "the market for fake books is not new. Last year, in 2005, a consulting firm in Beijing published a list of 95 fake books, all of which were bestsellers in the market at the time, involving fake authors, fake recommendations, fake rankings, fake sales, fake licenses, fake content, and so on. In China's book market, false packaging of covers, nonsense fabrication of content can be seen everywhere, fake authors, fake recommendations, fake rankings, fake sales, fake authorizations and even fake content, etc., all make readers foggy, difficult to distinguish the real from the fake! ”

"Is it very profitable for Lao Jia to make fake books?" Ah Fei asked seriously.

"Yes," I said, "fake books are more profitable than pirated copies!" ”

"Then why does Lao Jia still owe us manuscript fees?" Ah Fei asked puzzled.

"Black heart!" I smiled.

"And how did he fake?" Guan Zhongcaizi asked me curiously.

"There are many ways to do that," I pretended to say, "first, climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, pretending to be celebrities, such as Yi Zhongtian, Haruki Murakami and many other Chinese and foreign celebrities have been impersonated; second, the fish eyes are mixed, and the names are similar, such as Jin Quan, Gu You, etc., which are difficult to find without looking carefully; Third, making things out of nothing and fabricating them out of thin air, such as "Executive Power" and "Harvard Precepts", etc., is to fabricate things that do not exist by taking advantage of the fact that domestic readers do not know much about foreign situations; Fourth, the ancient is used for the present, borrowing ancient names, and using the names of ancient books to make fake books, such as Japan's "The Tale of Genji", China's "How Can It Be Reasoned", etc.; Fifth, the dog's tail continues to write the masterpiece, and the famous works of ancient and modern China and foreign countries are continued; Sixth, the doctrine of taking the cat and painting the tiger is purely plagiarized from other people's works, and the plagiarism method is the most common in academic monographs and reference books; Seventh, the gunner team, one-stop, after the assembly line production, a virtual author is published, and Song Ruifen is the famous virtual author......"

"Actually, we also know that Lao Jia is making fake books," Guan Zhongcaizi thought about it, "but we don't make it for him, and there is no other way to earn manuscript fees?" ”

"I'll meet him another day," I said solemnly, "make a list of the fees owed to you, and I'll take care of him!" ”

"I'm going to give you half of it!" Ah Fei hurriedly said.

"No," I smiled, "I don't lack that money, I just want to compete with him!" ”

"Courageous!" Ah Fei picked up the cup and said to me, "Cheers!" ”

"Wait a minute," I said, taking out two hundred-yuan bills and saying to Guanzhong Caizi, "go downstairs and ask for two boxes of beer, and buy the rest into braised pork, I'll treat you!" ”

The talented man in Guanzhong let out a "wow", and disappeared without a trace in the moment he snatched the banknote.

I smiled silently.

Ah Fei was dumbfounded.