Simulate the Three Kingdoms, kill Cao Mengde at the beginning

Chapter 170 Teaching the Ancients to Write Novels
Is this killing people?

At this time, Cai Shu came over, pouted and said, "Husband, I told them, and they all said that it is impossible to write a thousand-word novel, and that no one in the world can write a thousand-word novel in a day."

"It's not difficult to write a thousand characters, even if you write like you, you can write it."

Although these people's writing style is refined, it is for entertainment after all, and they don't expect to write masterpieces.

Otherwise, each of them will develop according to the famous novels, and there will be no need for the novel club to exist.

Yuan Xi picked up Li Hanshan's manuscript, "Look, you wrote this story in just a few strokes, didn't you?"

Li Hanshan nodded, but felt happy for his concise writing style.

"Do you feel proud?" Yuan Xi asked with a smile.

Li Hanshan nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head with embarrassment.

Yuan Xi said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you, these things you write, don't write about Yangchun Baixue with me, I want you to write easy to understand, everyone can understand, even the common people like to listen to it." of."

Everyone present was attracted by his words.

Li Hanshan asked in a daze, "Then how should I write it?"

"It's not easy? Write according to the tone of the people, don't write according to the ideas of your scholars. You can understand this stuff, they can understand it, and I can understand it, but can illiterate people understand it?"

At this moment, one person stood up and asked, "General, I have something to ask."

Yuan Xi took a look, he was a tall, thin man around 30 years old, "Ask."

The tall and thin man hurriedly said: "Ren Xiaoyao, a grassroots person, what is puzzling is the novel we wrote. How many people and ordinary people can't read, why should we care about their thoughts when we write?"

Yuan Xidao: "You want to say, they don't understand, and they don't know how to read. Isn't what you wrote for them to read?"

Ren Xiaoyao blushed slightly, but still nodded.

"That's why you did something wrong." Yuan Xidao, "Do you think novels are for them to read?"

Yuan Xi pointed at Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia.

The two looked at each other, both embarrassed and could only smile wryly.

"At most, they are interested. Take a look, they won't put much energy into it."

Yuan Xi looked at Ren Xiaoyao and said: "But those people are different. They will be fine when they are not farming. If a storyteller tells them this novel, do you think they will like it?"

Although Ren Xiaoyao didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Yuan Xi was right.

"I asked you to write novels. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is for those who are free, or those who have money and have nothing to do, to read or listen to, not for them to read."

Yuan Xi pointed at Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia again, causing Cai Shu, Fu Shou, and Huang Yueying to giggle.

"So, your purpose is wrong, and the novel you write will naturally have problems."

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "Back to the original question, you said you want to show it to those idlers or rich people, do you think it is appropriate for you to be able to finish it in a few words?"

Yuan Xi looked at Li Hanshan.

Li Hanshan lowered his head and said, "It's not suitable."

"now it's right!"

Yuan Xidao: "No matter what, you have to write a long novel first, and polish a dry story well, so that people can read it well and listen to it clearly, instead of copying what others say and listening to it in a cloud."

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was indescribably weird. The novel writers had different expressions, some were bewildered, some were dissatisfied, some were sad, and some were even angry.

Yuan Xi turned a blind eye, he knew too well what these people were thinking.

His purpose for coming today is twofold. One is to get them to correct their mentality, and the other is to make them work hard to increase the update speed.

"Before coming here, let me ask you, do you not even have a good meal?"

Yuan Xi's words woke up all the writers present.

Li Hanshan was complaining a little bit at first, but when he heard the words, it suddenly seemed like a pot of cold water was being poured down.

Reminds him of his predicament.

"You have to be clear. I let you write novels, give you food, and even a place to live. The purpose is to write the novels I want to see. That is to say, you have to write around my ideas, understand? "

The old scholar Ren Xiaoyao felt a little bit aggrieved, and couldn't help but said, "But who can complete a thousand words a day?"

Yuan Xi waved his hand and said: "This is also the reason why I came to you today. Teaching you how to write is the most correct way of writing. Otherwise, you will be like you, but you will not be able to write anything."

Everyone was somewhat dissatisfied.

At first, I feel that the interlacing is like a mountain. Your general is good at fighting, but it is convenient to write literature. How can you compare with us?

Let alone writing novels.

On the other hand, he felt that Yuan Xi didn't know the hardships and difficulties of updating, so he opened his mouth to talk nonsense, you are so powerful, why don't you write one yourself?
Of course, these are just complaints in my heart, but I dare not say it.

"Okay, let's clarify the goal first. Next, let's see how to write so that we can write more and look better."

With that said, Yuan Xi took out a book from his pocket.

"Take this book and read it."

Yuan Xidao: "Circle it to each other, and then write according to this idea."

As he spoke, he handed the book to Li Hanshan.

Li Hanshan took it with a blank expression, and took a closer look. It was a thin volume, and he saw "Looking for Qin Ji" written on the cover.

Yuan Xidao: "I wrote this novel. It took me less than seven days to write [-] words. It's only just started, but it's enough for you to study."

Everyone was in an uproar, wrote [-] words in seven days?

This bullshit is too big.

Not only the writers present did not believe it, but Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia also did not believe it.

Yuan Xi didn't explain, because he knew that sooner or later this book would be passed on, and it would cause a wave of time travel.

After these scholars have read it, they will write about traveling through the Shang Dynasty, Xia Dynasty, Zhou Dynasty, Qin Dynasty and so on.

Far more interesting than the novels I write now.

Moreover, the style of writing and the choice of words and sentences in it, after this group of people have finished learning, if they still speak three hundred words a day, Yuan Xi doesn't mind letting them go.

Because that was the case, Yuan Xi thought it was intentional.

All eyes were on the book in Li Hanshan's hand.

This is the book written by the general.

What's even more exaggerated is that it took seven days to write this book.

People's minds are different.

He looked at Li Hanshan from time to time.

Li Hanshan had already flipped through the pages at this time, and his expression was relatively calm at first, but he soon became excited.

"Our current people have returned to the Qin Dynasty?" Li Hanshan was overwhelmed, "The general is such a good idea, such a fantastic idea, why didn't I come up with it?"

"What, people have returned to the Qin Dynasty now?" Everyone was shocked. This was the first time they had heard of such a novel setting.

They have been writing novels for so long, and they are often thinking about novel settings.

But I never thought that I could write about people today, back to the Qin Dynasty.

"This setting is called time travel!"

Seeing that everyone was interested, Yuan Xi explained in a timely manner, "That is to say, there are people from different dynasties who went to another different era."

"Good idea."

Guo Jia applauded and said: "Just listening to the setting, I can't wait to watch it."

"Someone too."

Zhuge Liang was not very interested in novels at first, but when he heard that people can go back to ancient times, he immediately became very interested.

Yuan Xi looked around and said with a smile: "See? This is interesting, suitable for all ages. People want to keep watching after just one glance. Even if your writing is a little bit worse, with this setting, it can still arouse people's interest." interest."

Ren Xiaoyao's face turned slightly pale, feeling inexplicable in his heart.

He did not expect that Yuan Xi could think of such a setting.

With just one hand, they can all be compared.

It can't be compared with this, and it can't be compared with that. This made everyone present write books, completely extinguishing their desire for fame and fortune.

"Ah, there's some of that."

Li Hanshan didn't know what he saw, his face turned red, and he wanted to close the book unnaturally.

A person next to him snatched it up, "Let me take a look."

Yuan Xi patted Li Hanshan on the shoulder, "Think about it carefully. To write a book, you have to have a whimsical idea. You can write whatever you want. I won't let you stop writing."

Li Hanshan blushed and said, "But that was too much just now."

"Your thoughts are impure, so naturally what you think about is those things. If your thoughts are pure, how can those things get into your head?"

"The general taught me that."

Li Hanshan was quite excited, but he didn't expect Yuan Xi to teach him all the time.

"It's urgent."

The person next to him said: "Xiang Shaolong has crossed over, and unexpectedly fell from the sky, smashing to death the bully who wanted to humiliate the beautiful Canniang, a hero to save the beauty, I think that the beautiful Canniang will definitely show something."

"Ah, that's not good, this beautiful lady silkworm actually has two men, this..."

The person next to him couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and he looked more pure at first glance.

Yuan Xi smiled and didn't take it seriously.

In this "Looking for the Qin", he only modified some openings, and didn't bother to pay attention to the rest.

But believe it is enough to shock this group of people!
When a book is circulated, it ends up in some special places, and it is impossible to read any more.

"Still too young."

Yuan Xi shook his head, these writers lack courage, if they are limited to love and love, how can they write great novels?
The novel quickly reached Guo Jia's hands, and Zhuge Liang also came over to read it.

The two read it with gusto.

"Wonderful."

Guo Jia suddenly said with emotion, "Love in the world should be so simple. The relationship between Meicanniang is very good."

"I think this barbarian girl also writes very well. She is enthusiastic and unrestrained. She has a different personality from Mei Canniang, which makes people...hehe, hehe."

Zhuge Liang's complexion changed slightly, and he looked back at his wife.

Sighed.

My wife is also very nice, although she is a bit ugly, but she is more gentle.

It's not a big deal to play petty temper occasionally and eat jealousy.

The two commented, but finished the novel.

"what's next?"

Just as they were reaching the exciting place, they suddenly disappeared. Both of them felt as if they were being tickled by a cat.

"Not yet."

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "You said if you write three hundred characters a day, is it enough to read?"

"not enough!"

Guo Jia said seriously: "If you write with this style of writing, you only focus on the storyline and the setting. A thousand words a day should be very easy."

Zhuge Liang also nodded.

The novels they read occasionally are small and concise.

But after reading Yuan Xi's novel today, they realized that it can be written like this, and it doesn't affect the excitement at all.

"This novel is here to stay."

Yuan Xi said with a smile: "I give you a task to continue writing the next plot. Within ten days, write me [-] words."

"When the time comes to hand in the novel, it doesn't matter how well you write, but whether the number of words you write meets the standard. If it doesn't meet the standard."

Yuan Xi paused, "Then I can only invite some people out."

All the writers suddenly fell silent.

Ren Xiaoyao just wanted to protest that the number of words was too many, [-] words a day, isn't this killing people?

But when Yuan Xi said this, he suddenly felt that he was not qualified to negotiate terms at all.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance," Yuan Xi said, "I will also write another one, within ten days, [-] words. I'll see if you can finish it."

Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia looked at each other, both of them felt that they couldn't finish it.

But right now, this group of people are relying exclusively on writing books for a living, so it's not too difficult to think about it, right?
After saying a few more words, Yuan Xi led a few people to the women's courtyard.

Look at those female novelists.

But for these female novelists, Yuan Xi simply took a look, said a few words, and left with Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia.

"My lord is really a god-man."

Guo Jia admired it, "The novel is not only written quickly, but also well written, especially the crossing of the little dragon, which really makes people feel deeply moved."

Yuan Xi smiled, "I'm also doing it for the good of these people, but they have impure ideas and write novels for a living, but they think there is nothing left. Today is to hit them and let them recognize the reality."

"In the future, when more novels are written, there will be an industry specializing in storytelling for people's entertainment. Once there are good ones, we will print them into volumes. The money for these books, after deducting the cost, will be kept for themselves. Now, what do you think about their lives?"

"Not only do you not have to worry about food and clothing, but you can also become a celebrity."

Guo Jia laughed heartily.

Zhuge Liang said with a smile: "It's a pity that our group of people can't see it."

Yuan Xi couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

Knowing that Zhuge Liang was joking about what he said just now.

"In short, all walks of life will be born at that time, which can be regarded as allowing them to eat and earn money quickly, which is much better than writing in a novel agency and earning that little money."

The three walked outside the novel club, "You said if they only write a few hundred words a day, who will pay them?"

Guo Jia and Zhuge Liang looked at each other, and said to themselves, my lord, don't you just spend money on others?

Seeing the half-smile expressions of the two, Yuan Xi knew what they were thinking. He shook his head and said, "I'm going to start a newspaper after a while, and let these people run it."

"newspaper?"

Both were stunned.

Yuan Xi explained: "It's just a big piece of paper, on which I write the daily affairs of my big man, or some anecdotes about our officials, or some secrets of the Western Regions. In addition, you can also find a place for the novel, and copy it for him every time. One, these things will be written and published by the novel agency at that time,
(End of this chapter)