Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 177 A Conversation Between Two Big Bosses

On Monday, Zhang Zhong posted the entire book of "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" on the Jidang Literature Network early in the morning.

Because he had already notified Jidang Literature in advance, the editor Duan Qiao had already been waiting in front of the computer, and he quickly passed the review as soon as the book was released.

"It's another tens of thousands of words long." Duan Qiao glanced at the word count, feeling that his three views were constantly being impacted.

He had seen highly prolific writers, but this was the first time he had seen a writer like Zhang Zhong who was both prolific and able to maintain quality.

Take Alexandre Dumas for example, this guy has created three to four hundred works, with tens of millions of words, but some people say that he has a gunman, and many works were not written by him, he just signed his name.

The truth of the matter has been concealed in the torrent of history, and now no one knows whether Alexandre Dumas hired gunmen or not.

But Alexandre Dumas did pioneer the "factory novel". He had at least dozens of novel assistants. These assistants provided him with materials and conceived stories. He only needed to describe the characters and describe the plot.

Moreover, Alexandre Dumas's later works were heavily flooded, because at that time his income was closely related to the number of words, and the more he wrote, the more he would naturally earn.

And what about Zhang Zhong?

It has only been seven or eight months since he released his first work "Jieyou Grocery Store". Duan Qiao did a rough calculation and found that the total number of words in his works has reached 90 million words, and all of them are classics. .

Does he also have a novel factory?
But it doesn't feel like it. Although most of Zhang Zhong's books are highly commercial, he himself is not keen on commercialization. Up to now, everyone still doesn't know what he looks like.

Just imagine, it is impossible for a commercial writer who owns a novel factory not to know how to market himself.But so far, apart from talking about his works, Zhang Zhong himself rarely speaks.

After thinking for a while, Duan Qiao drove these weird thoughts out of his mind, and turned to read the novel seriously.

Xu Sanguan's story of selling blood can't tell anything just by listening to the name.

He is also an "old" editor, so he naturally doesn't think that he can tell the story of a book from the title of the book.

Duan Qiao clicked on the text, and frowned after reading a few paragraphs. He returned to the homepage of the work, looked at the name of the author column, and made sure that he did not click into other works by mistake.

"This...was Zhang rewriting it?"

After reading so many novels by Zhang Zhong, this is the first time Duan Qiao has seen such passages with almost no background, scenes, and inner descriptions of characters. He sees that most of them are dialogues now.

And after his careful observation, there are many short sentences and very few long sentences.

In Zhang Zhong's other novels, such as "Ten Little Indian Boys" and "Murder on the Orient Express", there are always a lot of long sentences, and the language style is also somewhat staged.

But this book is different, the language style is extremely colloquial, although Duan Qiao has only read the beginning, Duan Qiao has basically determined that this is not a detective novel.

But that was all he could see.

He continued to read, and then he saw Xu Sanguan went to sell blood with the villagers in the village, earning 35 yuan.

Regarding the process of selling blood, the book described it very absurdly. In order to sell more blood, they would drink a lot of water and almost burst their bladders.

Compared with the veteran blood sellers in the village, Xu Sanguan was still a bit jerky. Duan Qiao was deeply impressed by the scene where he ordered pork liver and rice wine in the restaurant like the others.

Selling blood was originally a very tragic thing, but seeing Xu Sanguan selling blood made people couldn't help laughing.

Then, Xu Sanguan married Xu Yulan, a "fried dough stick beauty" with 35 yuan.

This episode seemed even more absurd than selling blood before. There was no romance, no emotional basis, or even nothing at all. Xu Yulan agreed to such a direct request from Xu Sanguan, and at that time Xu Yulan had a friend named He Xiaoyong.

The people in the book seem a bit surreal.

But this surreal feeling disappeared in the subsequent plots.

In fact, it’s not that there is nothing left, but even if there are things that don’t happen in reality, Duan Qiao doesn’t feel surreal, but feels very realistic. He doesn’t know why, and he can’t figure it out.

……

It was already noon when Duan Qiao was reading this book, and his colleague called him to eat, but he was still sitting in front of the computer in a daze.

Although the large number of repeated words in the book made him a little confused when he first read it, but later on, he felt that these repeated words were indispensable, and it was exactly the same as the theme of the book—Xu Sanguan selling blood. It fits well, because the whole book is just repeating Xu Sanguan's experience of selling blood.

In the beginning of the book, it is not a complete repetition, because Xu Sanguan has different reasons for selling blood every time, but in the end, the scene of Xu Sanguan rushing to various hospitals to sell blood like a war has become Repeatedly.

And every time this was repeated, it was like a hammer hitting Broken Bridge's heart hard.

……

"The vegetative person in the fifth grade surprised me, and it was unexpected."

Ten hours after "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood" was uploaded, an article was published in the Southern Literature Daily.

The author of the article is Wang Yi. Coincidentally, this Wang Yi is also one of the representatives of scar literature.

In the article, he praised Zhang Zhong's new book: This novel by a fifth-grade vegetative person unfolds the other side of "scar literature", extending from political reflection to personal spiritual improvement.He created a hero, but this hero is not a god, but a human being.But they are not ordinary people, but people who violate a little bit of human nature.The deeds of this hero Xu Sanguan are all trivial things, eating noodles, shouting souls, unable to enter the sacred hall, and unable to benefit all mankind.

In Wang Yi's article, he classified Zhang Zhong's "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" into the "scar literature", although the "scars" shown in this book are not the same as the traditional "scar literature". The same, but he believes that this is a re-exploration of "scar literature", and it does not depart from the category of "scar literature".

But when he said this, some people disagreed.

Not long after the Southern Literature News published this article, there was a new update on Zhuang Yu's Weiyu.

He said: If the story contains a certain period of history and shows a certain kind of suffering, even if it is "scar literature", then the term "scar literature" may not be too cheap.I think this "Xu Sanguan's Tale of Selling Blood" has taken a new path, with some shadows of avant-garde literature, but it does not have much avant-garde attitude.Although the social and historical background shown in the book has repeatedly appeared in the previous "scar literature" and "reflective literature", it is by no means as strong as the realism literature in the new era. The real space is completely...

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