"Two Ks."

"Two A."

"Don't come out under 9! Li Ye only has two eights left. ”

"Old Wu, you peeked at my cards again, right?"

"Who's peeking at your cards? Do you still need to look at the cards of the old man? ”

In dormitory 209, Li Ye was playing cards with a few roommates.

Since Wu Runfu and several other roommates collectively expressed their dissatisfaction with Li Ye a few days ago that they "don't see anyone all day", Li Ye will eat, drink, and play cards with them every once in a while.

He came to Beijing University to connect with his classmates, how can he be too angry with his roommates?

However, Li Ye did the right thing about eating and drinking, and the young people could quickly get warm together, but when it came to playing cards, he was shooting himself in the foot.

Because Wu Runfu and the three of them are from the Department of Mathematics, don't look at Mu Mu all day long and don't look very smart, but they can play cards and count cards very accurately, just like cheating, which makes people powerless to resist.

Anyway, as long as Li Ye appears in the dormitory after class, he will inevitably be dragged by a few guys to play a few cards and ravage him, the "first brother in the dormitory".

Who made Li Ye so "flamboyant"?

has money and beauty, and a girlfriend, if you do anything first, you won't let people live?

"It's the last one! After this fight, I have to go out for a walk, breathe, and I'm about to be crushed to death by you. ”

Not surprisingly, this one lost again, and Li Ye admitted while shuffling the cards.

But teammate Sun Xianjin said: "Brother, we didn't win a game all night, are you willing?" ”

Li Ye glared at him and said, "What are you competing with these digital monsters?" They can figure out your cards with their eyes closed, admit defeat, and quickly give them their bets. ”

Sun Xianjin reluctantly turned around, took out two packets of sugar peanuts from his bed, and threw them on the table angrily.

Wu Runfu and Chen Sihai squeezed their eyebrows and closed them, deliberately clicking the peanuts.

A few cents a pack of sugar peanuts is nothing, mainly a "proud".

"Touch the cards and touch the cards. Damn, that's it? ”

A new handful of cards, Li Ye has 456 and 789 in his hand, and this is still a yarn?

He wanted to settle the bill and not play, but the two animals on the other side had long been eyeing each other, and it was imperative to get the last snack for Li Ye and Sun Xianjian.

"Li Ye, Li Ye, it's a letter, it's a letter from the publishing house!!"

Li Huaisheng's voice suddenly came from outside the door, and then the door of 209's dormitory was slammed open.

Li Ye and Sun Xianjin coincidentally threw away the cards and succeeded in relying on the skin.

Wu Runfu and Chen Sihai didn't get angry, because it was Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin who entered the door, and they, the freshmen, were still a little restrained when facing the junior students.

Li Huaisheng entered the door and saw Li Ye, and said happily: "Li Ye, look, the publishing house has sent us a letter." ”

Li Ye smiled and said, "If you come to the letter, you will write it, but isn't it officially published?" What does the letter do at this time? ”

"You don't understand this," Li Huaisheng said quite proudly: "This is a letter from a reader from the publishing house to us, and our "Lonely Army in the Hometown" already has loyal readers. ”

"Oh!"

Li Ye agreed, looked at the stack of letters that Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin were holding in their hands, and subconsciously asked, "Is this just a few letters?" ”

“.”

Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin were stunned for a moment, and the smug expressions on their faces were obviously sluggish, just like the lake water in early winter, suddenly froze with pieces of ice.

"What do you mean by just these letters? Do you know how hard it is? ”

Li Huaisheng said with a dark face: "If you want to get a letter from a reader, at least you have to publish your work successfully, right?" Then the reader feels how good you are writing and will write to the author."

Li Huaisheng popularized a lot of science to Li Ye and others, whether it was Sun Xianjin or Wu Runfu, their eyes were full of little stars.

After all, Blue Ocean Publishing House is also a regular publishing house in China, and the sales and reputation of "New Wind" have also skyrocketed in the past few months.

"Oh, oh, oh, I was wrong, it's really rare."

Li Ye smoothly admitted his mistake, which made Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin's faces flush again.

After all, these two classmates really treat him as a little brother.

If Li Ye said-you two look down, yes, it's the two big boxes under the bed, which are full of letters from readers to me with seven-inch blades,

They were all sent wholesale in large parcels, and some of them contained photos! I don't even have time to look at it, let alone go back.

It is estimated that after Li Ye finished speaking, several people will end up as friends from now on.

"Let's go to the activity room, and let's reply to readers and friends together."

Li Huaisheng pulled Li Ye and left, ignoring that Li Ye was still wearing slippers.

And Li Ye's younger brother Sun Xianjin naturally went with him.

After a few people left, Wu Runfu was puzzled and said: "Why did the third-year students publish their works, why did they call Li Ye to reply to the readers together?" ”

Chen Sihai said uncertainly: "I heard the old man say that Li Ye seems to like literary creation, maybe he participated in the co-creation!" ”

"It's over, his name as a brother is not easy to defeat!"

Wu Runfu threw out the good cards in his hand, and suddenly felt boring.

。。。。。

Li Ye followed Li Huaisheng to their literary activity room and found that all the people had already arrived.

It seems that the authors of this year still attach great importance to the opinions of readers, unlike some authors in later generations, as long as they see readers asking for explosions, requests, and harems, they begin to selectively pretend to be deaf and can't hear.

"Come on, come on, everyone one by one, take a look, and then carefully reply to the reader."

Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin distributed more than a dozen letters to the students present, and Sun Xianjian, who came with them, all received one.

Li Huaisheng opened one first, and when he looked at the beginning, he read it happily.

"Hello author, I like history very much, and I am sincerely happy to see yours. Hope to see more and better of this kind in the future. ”

"Papapa~"

Everyone applauded together, which surprised Li Ye, and Li Huaisheng was also full of joy, as if he was more intoxicated than a poet reciting a good poem.

Yang Yumin and others also opened the letter, or read it silently or quietly, feeling the enthusiasm of the readers.

But Li Ye suddenly found that Sun Xianjian's face was wrong, and he looked as entangled as constipation.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Xianjin handed his letter to Li Ye, and when Li Ye saw it, he put it in his pocket.

But Li Huaisheng had already noticed the strangeness of the two of them, and came over to ask for the letter.

"Author, did you write that? Why do I seem to be reading a history textbook, and who is the protagonist in the end, is this one of yours put together? ”

This is a "bad review letter" with vicious wording, and the reader thinks that the characters in "Lonely Soldier" are not smart enough, and a lot of historical knowledge is piled up in the text, which is boring like chewing wax and so on.

Li Huaisheng read the letter twice from beginning to end before looking up at Li Ye.

"Li Ye, why is the opinion put forward by this reader so similar to what you put forward at the beginning?"

[Do you think that readers will only praise and not give bad reviews?] 】

Li Ye smiled and said, "You don't think I pretended to be a reader to write this letter, right?" ”

Li Huaisheng hurriedly said: "Li Ye, don't get me wrong, I don't believe you will do that kind of thing." ”

At this time, the tall girl spoke to the reader

"The letter I opened from a reader is in a similar situation, he feels that we are not writing about it, but about historical knowledge"

"Me too"

Four or five letters from readers in a row all reflect the same problem.

Letters from readers, in fact, are equivalent to book reviews in later generations, where there are the same good words, and many readers' mouths are also very tricky and sharp.

Everyone looked at Li Ye.

Before the manuscript of "The Lonely Army in the Hometown" was sent, Li Ye reminded Li Huaisheng and others that there were too many world settings piled up at the beginning, which might affect the reading experience.

What year is the Tang Dynasty at this time, what is the origin of the year name, is the emperor a good emperor or a bad emperor, who is the leader of the lone army in the Western Regions, who is his father, who is his grandfather,

It can be said that Li Huaisheng and others wrote very carefully, and there is a lot of historical knowledge in it. But it's really too boring to read.

At that time, Li Ye suggested that it would be better to learn how to write the beginning of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and use the perspective of a storyteller in Niujia Village to slowly unfold the era in which he lives.

But Li Huaisheng and others did not listen to Li Ye's opinions, and now they are questioned by readers.

Finally, Yang Yumin said solemnly: "Li Ye, how do you think we should write the content of the next issue?" ”

Li Ye no longer hid his clumsiness, and directly took a piece of paper and wrote on it.

"First, it is clear who the protagonist is, and the rest of the supporting characters are all described according to the standard of 'green leaves'.

No matter how good and strong this green leaf is, no matter how much you like it, it is just the little brother who assists the protagonist, and the stronger the younger the younger brother, the stronger the protagonist,"

"Second, all historical knowledge can only be selectively added to the content, and what is not needed will not be used."

"Third, there must be a heroine, our main audience is not a monk, there is no emotional drama, it is not liked by others"

Li Ye almost gave everyone a free writing skills class, Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin were thoughtful after listening to it, while Sun Xianjin and the tall girl who had just joined were stunned.

Li Huaisheng suddenly said: "Li Ye, how about you write the main writer later?" ”

Li Ye hurriedly shook his head like a rattle and said, "I can't do it, I just have a lot of ideas and ideas, but my writing is far worse than yours." ”

"What you said makes some sense, then you will come over after class and give everyone ideas, and when you get the manuscript fee, you will be guaranteed to have your share."

Li Huaisheng and the others could not be described as insincere, but Li Ye said curtly: "I can only say that I try my best, because I have been really busy recently and really don't have time." ”

Seeing that Li Huaisheng and the others had to insist on it, Li Ye said again: "I have agreed with others to study and progress together, you can't miss my big thing!" ”

“.”

Everyone was speechless, because they generally knew who the girl they agreed with Li Ye was, and Li Ye's lifelong event really couldn't be delayed.

。。。。。

In fact, Li Ye is really busy, because he recently "double-opened" the second book.

In the evening, he made an appointment with Wen Leyu, and after arriving at the library, Li Ye handed over a manuscript.

"I remember the last time I told you that I want to write a 'masterpiece', and I need you to do a great favor at that time, and now that the time has come, you can see if you are willing to earn manuscript fees with me."

Wen Leyu, who was pulling Li Ye's lunch box and looking for the sweetest fruit, suddenly became happy.

She picked up the manuscript and began to read it carefully, but only a few minutes later, she looked at Li Ye in surprise.

"A Song of Ice and Fire? You've written a book about Western Monsters? I've never seen anything like it, will our domestic readers like it? ”

Zhiwei is similar to "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", Wen Leyu has read a lot of Western books, and he feels that Li Ye's story is unique.

"You can call it the Western Monster, but I think it should be called 'fantasy.'"

Li Ye said: "You don't have to think about whether domestic readers like it or not, because I need you to translate it into English and publish it on Hong Kong Island." ”

“.”

Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye in a daze, his big eyes were round, and he didn't blink his eyelids for a long time.

After a long time, Wen Leyu said with some amusement: "Li Ye, do you know that literary translation is not data translation, it is a very rigorous work, and ordinary people can't do this kind of thing." ”

Li Ye nodded and said, "I know this, you just need to use accurate words and straightforward descriptions to translate into English." ”

"That's not going to work! It's not the same thing at all. ”

Wen Leyu didn't know how to tell Li Ye, because for a native Chinese speaker, the difficulty of translating a bunch of literary manuscripts from Chinese to English was much higher than that of translating from English to Chinese.

Otherwise, there would be no "translator".

In the process of translating a world masterpiece, the translator must not only have a high level of foreign language proficiency, but also the literary level of the mother tongue is very important.

Translators need to use their native language to re-render and construct the artistic conception, emotions, and thoughts in the famous works, rather than simply and straightforwardly making a running account like translating materials.

For example, a high school student who grows flowers has the same level of English as a good writer.

If the two of them translate a foreign language work at the same time, will the Chinese version they translated be of the same grade?

On the other hand, Wen Leyu's Chinese level is okay, but her English level is not up to the level of a translator, and even many English professors can't meet that requirement.

They may be right, but foreign readers won't buy it if they don't look good.

Li Ye waved his hand and said to Wen Leyu: "If you really can't figure it out, just ask Teacher Ke if he can help." ”

"My mother?"

Li Ye knows that Mr. Ke's English level is very high, and his literary literacy is also very high.

Wen Leyu thought for a while and said: "My mother may not be able to do it, and if she does, she may not have time now, but she has a classmate who is of a very high level." ”

"No, you can't find outsiders," Li Ye flatly refused: "Actually, there is no need to keep improving, just follow my detailed outline to make an accurate preliminary translation, and then I will find a way to find a foreigner to translate a second time." ”

When "The Lord of the Rings" entered the Chinese region, the translation level was not good, and it was an electrician boy who re-translated it to make the book even more popular.

That's why Li Ye had a similar plan.

Wen Leyu said strangely: "Then what are you looking for my mother to do?" It's not enough to find a foreigner to translate directly. ”

Li Ye said in a low voice helplessly: "In that case, there may be a copyright dispute, do you want a foreigner to share most of the manuscript fees that originally belonged to the two of us?" ”

Wen Leyu was stunned for a few tenths of a second, and blurted out: "That can't, at most give them a salary." ”

I'm going to accompany my wife to do something tomorrow.,Tomorrow night's update will be later.,Let me know here first.,I hope you'll understand.。

In addition, thank you for the 1000 coin reward 33021208824673 book friend, thank you brother.

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