I survived 999 catastrophes

Chapter 204 The Peak Cave Novel Writer

Shi Jinlang asked around, and the common people were full of praise for Master Zhen's movie.

After returning, Shi Jinlang shared the opinions of the common people with Head Zhen.

On that day, the weather was sunny, and head Zhen sat for a whole day under the sign of the General Administration of Abnormal Human Beings.

Everyone knows that Head Zhen has something on his mind.

Everyone in the distance is worried.

"What's going on, Master Zhen?"

Shi Jinlang stood in the distance, looking at Master Zhen sitting there, and asked the monk next to him with some worry.

The monk froze for a moment and said quickly:
"I don't know, I've never seen Sect Master Zhen like this."

"Shi Jinlang, could it be that you said something wrong that hurt Sect Master Zhen's heart?"

"Yes, what did you say to Master Zhen just now?"

Shi Jinlang was confused for a while, but seeing everyone asking him to say it again, he quickly said:
"Let me just say, everyone says that Master Zhen is unique and unique, and he bends down to be a bully. After watching a movie, no matter how much work he does in summer, he doesn't feel hot, and he dare not sleep at night without covering his head with a quilt."

"Don't dare to sleep?"

"I miss the plot of the movie day and night, and I'm afraid I'll forget it for a moment, so I don't dare to sleep."

After Shi Jinlang finished speaking, a monk beside him whispered:
"Wait, isn't this because of being scared?"

A monk next to him immediately scolded:
"Nonsense, how could Master Zhen's movie scare others?"

The people around also agreed, but to be honest, everyone's expression was a little guilty.

At this moment, Ying Qiangu couldn't stand it anymore, and walked towards Master Zhen, no matter what, he wanted to comfort Master.

But when Ying Qiangu walked over, he saw that Master Zhen was actually muttering, writing on the ground with the branch in his hand.

"Why is this movie made into a horror movie? I clearly think that "A Chinese Ghost Story" is a blockbuster love action movie...why do you want to change to another style of movie?"

Master Zhen was talking to himself like this, and it was written on the ground:

"Jaws", "Fear of the Deep", "The Conjuring", "Latent"...

"Master, why don't we stop making movies? Or leave this opportunity to folk artists?"

Ying Qiangu whispered from the side.

Hetu is a little confused:
"Even Qiangu thinks I don't have the potential to make movies?"

Ying Qiangu shook his head and said:

"No, no, master, I didn't mean that, but the movies made by master are too real and may not be suitable for ordinary people to watch. On the contrary, I think that many folk writers are not bad."

Ying Qiangu said, and took out a book, which wrote:

"The Days I Was the King of Chu", author: Mi Yue
"Why does this name sound a bit strange?"

Hetu looked at the name again, feeling a little strange.

"Although I don't like the former king of Chu either, the works he has written since he was taken to BJ's cave are quite interesting."

Ying Qiangu took out a few more books.

Hetu took another look:
"My Princess Chu can't be so cute", "My father is too cautious"...

Each book is estimated to have millions of words depending on the thickness of the pages.

He Tu was a little confused and asked:

"Wait a minute, I remember that the king of Chu was sent to BJ's cave for less than a month, right? How did he write so many words?"

Shao Shuo has updated 500 million words this month.

Write nearly 20 words a day?Even a typewriter can't do it!
I heard Ying Qiangu think for a while and said:

"This matter has to start with his writing novels..."

Ying Qiangu chattered, and Hetu understood after listening for a while.

This King of Chu himself had quite good literary qualities, and could be said to be the best at writing novels among all the kings.

However, I was delayed by the work of the king, and now I am forced to leave work and write with a pen, and my writing is like a spring.

What kind of spring method?

"Please, please, please let me go to the bathroom."

In the cave at the top of the mountain, Miyue, the king of Chu, who is like a savage, wrote with one right hand like a god, and stretched out the other trembling left hand in prayer.

Li Si on the side brushed his whip and whipped it down angrily, scolding:

"What are you going to do! If you don't finish writing 20 words today, you won't have to go to the toilet in this life! Write to me quickly! You're paralyzed, it's fine if you write so beautifully, and you write so slowly! Damn itchy thing!"

【Snapped! 】【Snapped! 】

The sound of the whip whipping can be heard endlessly, resounding in the cave at the top of the mountain, and it is extremely beautiful for a moment.

"Clap clap clap!"

Master Zhen applauded vigorously:

"Good job! These authors are all itchy. If they don't write novels well, they only know how to eat and go to the bathroom. If they don't write [-] words a day, what do they eat and what do they go to?"

He Tu sighed:

"Really, we should build an author's village, put them all in, lock them up, and code for me every day!!"

"The head is very resentful towards the writers of novels." Ying Qiangu looked at He Tu strangely. In his impression, the head doesn't seem to read novels very much.

Hetu showed an expression of reminiscence, waved his hand and smiled:
"It's all in the past, so don't worry about it. If I had the ability I have now many years ago, I might have killed corpses all over the place."

"starting point?"

"Oh, it's a gathering place for a group of writers who are always dragging eunuchs on and off."

He Tu waved his hand after finishing speaking, and continued:

"Okay, let's not talk about this matter, let's talk about my filming first."

Ying Qiangu suggested at this time:

"Master, actually, there's one thing I've been wanting to mention. It's about the movie you've been promoting, Master."

"How to say?"

He Tu opened the first book and read it. It was called "My Princess Chu Can't Be So Cute".

[I returned to the palace next morning and saw Wang Fei talking on the phone in the living room. 】

"Wait." He Tu hurriedly looked at Ying Qiangu and asked:
"Telephone? Is there a telephone these days?"

Ying Qiangu glanced at the book in Hetu's hand and said:

"Oh, head, that's a court lady from Chu State whose surname is Teng Minghua, but what I want to talk about is not this, but what the common people think about movies."

He Tu sighed:

"Do ordinary people really not like the movies I made? It's because I made horrible movies."

"No, it's not this problem, but the movie, which cannot be widely promoted."

Ying Qiangu shook the novel in his hand:
"Master, but novels are different. Anyone can write novels, and anyone can read them. Even if you can't read, you can ask a storyteller to come. Moreover, the novels are wonderfully written, and many people can be forced to learn to read."

Wait a minute, can novels force people to learn to read?He Tu was taken aback, but he understood after thinking about it. He used to like to play a game called "the isle". As a result, most of the people who played it were foreigners. Can't communicate!

Later, Hetu went to learn English by himself. Although he didn't learn it in the end, he learned English more seriously than when he was in school, and learned a lot of useful vocabulary.

You roll as far as you can.
We two who and who?
You have seed. I will give you some color to see see. Brothers! Together up!
Wow, thinking about the time spent communicating with those foreigners, watching them send "??" all over the screen, Hetu felt relieved.

　Please help me to correct the typos.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)