"Dog authors can write fairy tales, you authors can?"

"'Big Guy 123' can write myths, and the dog author has written it?"

The controversy between the two camps of "Night Tour of the Capital City" has been carried out to this extent,

Although the debate is not heated, as the number of new readers of 'Night Tour of the Capital' continues to increase,

The controversy continues.

Ji Zhuo was thinking at this time, if he announced the trumpet at this time,

How do these debating readers react?

Unfortunately, it cannot be published.

It's not to the extent that it's ironclad to eat manuscript fees, and it can't reach the level of system wool.

There is no loss of positive and negative, it is best to eat both positive and negative, wool is also picked, and the manuscript fee is also taken.

Win-win, that is, I win twice.

Now

Ji Zhuogang and Yun Qingmu came back to their residence after dinner,

was slumped on the sofa in the living room, basking in the lights of thousands of homes outside the house, and the lights were not even turned on.

In the dimness, there are thousands of lights outside the house, and the cool evening breeze blows into the house with some swaying branches and leaves in the community.

Ji Zhuo is paralyzed here, a little lazy, and he doesn't want to move even when he goes to bed to lie down more comfortably.

Just fingers from time to time to move the phone, eyes down,

Looking at the comments of some sand sculpture netizens, book friends, and the news of the book friend group and the author group,

It's time to relax.

"The new book has been opened: seeing that the niche theme has become popular again on the first reading Internet recently, I can't help but write a realistic theme......

Half-pounced: Bursting? Congratulations!

The new book is open: Fire Ball, Burst, Woo Woo...... I've followed the clumsy and extraordinary books of the big guys before, and the results are good.

Half-pounced: Do not think about the ...... Dog Author...... Isn't it, the sci-fi theme of the clumsy and extraordinary giant's new book?

The new book has been opened: Nima, I won't...... Crying to death in the toilet.

Octopus: I heard that the new book of squid released a science fiction book, and it is said that it listened to the opinions of the clumsy and extraordinary bigwigs.

I'm writing: Who is listening?

Squid:......

Squid: It's true, I see that the clumsy and extraordinary guy has the courage to keep changing the theme, and I also released a science fiction book in my new book, which feels quite good to write.

The new book has been opened: Huh? Such...... Hearing the squid boss say this, I was so moved again.

In writing: Don't! They're all giants! I wrote and pounced...... Woooooooo

The new book has been opened: thank you 'in writing' big guy for calming me down. ”

It's quite interesting to watch the chat of this group of sand sculpture authors,

It's just how to talk and talk about me again,

I'm still in the group, and this is quite frequent?

And then there's the readership,

Most of the readers are talking about something that they don't have.

There were also people who were racing, but they were banned immediately after that.

"Once upon a time: Friends, is there any news about the new book of the dog author?"

"Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: None, next.

The big guy is the most powerful: The big guy 123's book "Night Tour in the Capital City" is good-looking, and the big guy 123 ......"

"The big guy is the most powerful and has been removed from the chat group."

"Eight Immortals Across the Sea: How did Lao Reverse get into the book friend group! Sister Miao, did a great job.

Once in the sea: Well done!

300,000 per second: Hmm...... Have any of you watched "Night Tour of the Capital City"?

Once in the sea: what kind of book, dogs ...... Look at it too, it's okay to write, but it's not as good as the dog author.

Eight Immortals Across the Sea: I feel that the style of writing is still quite similar to the dog author, the dog author has not opened a new book, and he can use this book to satisfy his cravings, but it is still not as refreshing as reading the dog author's book.

Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea: Sister Miao, you won't watch it too, right?

300,000 per second: Hmm...... Looked at it a little. ”

Looking at the news of this book friend group,

This is because of the argument between the two camps in the comment area of "Night Tour of the Capital City",

Big guy 123's new readers have mixed into the dog author's book friend group?

And then look at the chat of this group of sand sculpture readers,

Ji Zhuo was a little speechless, and his scalp was a little numb.

Never mind

Let's see if there are any serious comments under "Night Tour of the Capital City".

flipped through the most lively comments on the homepage of the comment area,

Ji Zhuo saw some simple evaluations of "Night Tour in the Capital City".

"The story is very interesting, and the author's style of this book is like sitting under the stars under the stars on a summer night, carrying a cool chair, playing a fan, and listening to the story of his grandfather. The mythological genre of the book is also a good fit. ”

This evaluation is quite in line with Ji Zhuo's mind,

It was also the style he wanted to embody that gave him a thumbs up.

“…… The dog author's description of the underworld is very real, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, I reported it, there are people here who haven't drunk Meng Po soup! ”

"It's quite magical, looking at the author's book is like an ancient ghost legend, it has a very mythological flavor...... Do you say there really is a dungeon? When I was a child, I stole candy and let my brother take the blame...... I thought about it inexplicably, and I was a little weak-hearted. ”

"The heart upstairs is quite cute, unlike me, that is, I have killed too many people in my life...... Oh, I'm a chicken killer. ”

"How can I kill chickens upstairs as much as I ...... kill?"

I don't know where to go when I comment,

Ji Zhuo looked at these comments on the book,

A smile appeared on his face, and he smiled.

He is quite happy that the reader likes this book,

Would you like to add another chapter?

Ji Zhuo thought,

Then shake your head,

No way! Can't be corroded by these sugar-coated shells!

Well.

Don't add it! These rainbow farts are really sinister with their intentions.

It's definitely not that I don't want to move without saving the manuscript.

"Ding-dong."

At this time,

The penguin chat has another message,

Who is it at this time?

Is pen and ink still working overtime, or the editor-in-chief Qian has not left work.

"Lou, Editor-in-Chief of Delvin Press: Mr. Bugong, we have asked someone to translate your work "Caged Bird", do you need to send it to you for proofreading after the translation is completed?"

The contact avatar is a middle-aged woman, who is the editor-in-chief of the Huaguo branch of Delvin Publishing House, who is responsible for the overseas publication of Ji Zhuo's "Caged Bird".

Looking at this news, Ji Zhuo fell into deep thought,

He also graduated from college and barely understands some English, and he can still see the translated "Caged Bird" in the English version.

In other language versions, if you send him to see it, he can only see if some words are long, and whether there are many long words.

"It's a coincidence: you can send me the English version to see, and forget about the other language versions......

Editor-in-Chief Lou: Okay. The first edition was also mainly in English and a few other languages. ”

"Big coincidence: well......"

There's nothing to say about that.

It's just a small thing,

But Ji Zhuo was already thinking about a question,

When the time comes, I really want to wave in the foreign literary circle,

Do you write it directly in English yourself, or do you write it directly first, and then find a translator to translate it again?

If you write directly, can you do it with your own foreign language level?

Ji Zhuo pondered,

I touched my chin.

Never mind

The eight characters haven't been skimmed yet,

I'll talk about that when the time comes.

"Hoo ......"

Ji Zhuo, who had been paralyzed on the sofa for a long time, finally got up from the sofa again,

And then slipped into the bedroom,

He collapsed on the bed again.

……

There is a countryside hundreds of kilometers away from Yucheng,

Halfway up the mountainside, two tombs are buried,

Originally, there were still villages under the mountain,

It's just that in recent years, they have all moved out of the col and moved to a place closer to the road to form a new village.

The village below the hill was deserted.

"Uncle Yu, why don't I help you?"

"Dad, or I'll come too."

"You don't need to do it, all of them are clumsy."

The old man reached out and groped, pulling the new weeds on the two graves,

stubbornly did not let his son help with the nurses,

Even because of his blindness, his movements are a little clumsy,

groped again, pulled out the weeds by the grave,

The old man crouched next to the grave bag and paused.

The old man's son, Yu Mingzhi, looked at it and tiptoed out the few 'fish that slipped through the net' left by his father.

The old man was still crouching on the edge of the grave, motionless and silent.

The last time he came, he was not blind, and he could still see the graves of his parents.

This time, I can only rely on groping.

Reach out your hand,

The old man repeatedly rubbed the words engraved on the two tombstones,

and the traces left by the wind and rain over the years, there are potholes, and there are moss.

Until it's time to leave,

The old man still stretched out his hand and rubbed the tombstone repeatedly,

He's already that age,

I'm blind, and I don't know how many more times I can come.

On the way back,

Probably seeing that the old man was in a bad mood, Yu Mingzhi and the nurse didn't dare to talk to the old man about cleaning the tomb today.

The old man sat in the car, put on the headphones again,

Listening to the story of "Night Tour to the Capital City" again,

When I heard about the time of the city of the dead in vain,

And one more detail,

An old woman asked the protagonist Zhang Cheng,

You're from the yang world, how are you doing in the yang world?

Can you bring a message to her son,

Let's just say that everything is fine.

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but redden.

It's so well written.

If only there was a land.

"Dad, what are you listening to?"

"Listen to it, it's called "Night Tour of the Capital City", listening to it reminds me of the stories your grandfather told me."

"Hmm...... Dad, I remember you told me stories when you were a kid. ”

Yu Mingzhi said something, and the old man paused,

"Would you like to hear it together?"

"Yes, Dad."

……

“…… Dad, do you remember the story you told me when you were a kid. ”

"That's it...... You said that when you go out at night, someone shouts at you, don't look back, and don't respond to ......"

Fancheng, Ye Linhan was lying on the bed and calling his father over and over again,

Because I read the dog author's "Night Tour to the Capital City", it is always easy to remind people of his father telling him ghost stories when he was a child.

He still felt a little nostalgic, so he called his dad back with enthusiasm,

As a result, his father had forgotten about it and left him speechless.

I feel like I've fed the dog.

“…… And then, and then...... Then at that time, our toilet was outside the courtyard wall, and I ran out to go to the toilet at night, and I didn't go back for a long time."

"My mother came to me, looking for me all the way and shouting, so I hid in the toilet and squatted and didn't dare to say anything...... When my mom found me, she brought me up and beat me up, and when you came back, you asked me if I had fallen somewhere. ”

"Haha......"

His dad's laughter was already coming out of the phone,

"Dad, are you still embarrassed to laugh?"

Ye Linhan was even more speechless.

"Hah...... Ahem...... Dad either laughed or coughed. ”

Are you fools?

"Don't you remember what you said, why did you remember to call me today...... Out of money? I'll send you some money to the town bank in a moment. ”

"Hey, I still have your mother hiding some private money, if my son needs it, my father will send it to you......"

"Nothing going on out there, right? I have something to tell my dad, I can't tell your mom about it, just tell my dad......"

Ye Linhan, who was still a little helpless, was silent again when he heard his father's words.

He rarely called his father.

His father seemed very happy when he received the call,

It turns out that his father can be so verbose,

“…… Dad, what other stories have you told? ”

"Just the story of the doll losing its soul in the middle of July, and in the middle of July, the child can't go outside to run around......"

It turns out that his father didn't forget everything, but he still remembered.

……

This is Ji Zhuo's different readers,

I have a different life, and I feel very different when I look at the same book.

A book is only written by the author, but there are many more things that are given by the reader.

Of course

At this moment, Ji Zhuo is still asleep,

I slept so soundly.

……

The next day at noon.

When Ji Zhuo woke up, he sat up from the bed,

Still a little confused,

He had a messy dream last night,

I dreamed that I went down to the prefecture, and the prefecture was engaged in urban modernization planning and electronic office.

It is also necessary to open up the construction of basic transportation facilities in Yangjian Prefecture.

Let him help with the planning, he was busy with his work, and suddenly a big bird fell from the sky, and the bird stood a black bull, and a child sat on the cow,

Then a big cage fell from the sky, and the big bird was taken away......

It's all a mess.

Ji Zhuo patted his head, a little speechless,

This is the sequelae of writing too much, why don't you have one more chapter today?

Forget it, the dog system doesn't agree either.

Still holding some long-lasting speechlessness.

Ji Zhuo turned over and got up,

By the way, I glanced at my phone, but there was no news.

After washing,

Entering the study and sitting in front of the computer of the code word, I calmed down.

The computer is turned on,

Prepare the codeword.

It's another day of codewords.

……

It's already dark.

Capital New Area,

The man who had just returned to dinner was a little hesitant,

His wife was washing the dishes, and his daughter was sitting next to him, looking at him expectantly,

I want to hear him tell stories,

But is the story he has seen lately suitable for his daughter?

“…… Dad, it's been a long time since you've told me a story, can you tell me a story? ”

The girl looked at her father expectantly.

The man hesitated, raised his phone and looked at it,

Fei Mo opened, and the first book on the bookshelf was "Night Tour to the Capital City".

This is what his daughter said a few days ago that she wanted to hear the story, and he found it when he was looking for it.

I didn't tell his daughter, but he himself took a fancy to it first.

"Dad, does that author have a new story?"

Ever since the shepherd boy sought the fairy, the girl has loved listening to stories, especially the dog author.

Before, a man tried to tell a piece of "Caged Bird" to his daughter,

It's the same as listening to it with relish, and I don't know if I understand it.

“…… That author didn't. ”

The man hesitated, and thought about this article, although it talked about the underworld,

But it doesn't seem that scary...... When I was a child, I listened to all ghost stories,

There's nothing serious about fairy tales, and it doesn't seem to be anything.

So he decided to tell his daughter.

"But there's another story to tell you, do you want to hear it?"

"Hmm. Listen! ”

When the little girl heard the story, she nodded heavily and replied crisply. Looking forward to her father again.

The man paused,

picked up the phone and looked at it, sorted out the sentences and told this story to his daughter,

"This story is called Zhang Cheng's night tour of the capital city."

"Dad, where is the capital city......

"Well, I'll talk about it later, let's listen to the story first......"

"Okay."

The little girl sat obediently and looked at his father.

"Say, there is a mountain and there is a land temple, which is for the land grandfather."

“…… Zhang Cheng came over to offer incense to Grandpa Land, but when he encountered a storm, he was trapped in the Land Temple and had no way to go down the mountain. ”

"Zhang Cheng, I can only stay in the Land Temple and rest for one night."

"That's going to catch a cold, right?"

The girl asked.

The man couldn't help but pause,

The book doesn't say that.

"Fortunately, there is a candle flame in the Land Temple...... Then Zhang Cheng fell asleep leaning on the statue of the land grandfather in the land temple. ”

"When he woke up in a daze for the first time, he found that the rain outside the temple seemed to have stopped, but he was too sleepy, so he fell asleep again."

"When he woke up the second time, he found that there was an old man calling him, and the old man had a beard and a wooden staff."

"It's Grandpa Land!"

The girl seemed to have discovered some secret, and rushed to speak.