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Zhuang Mo went to find an old friend that night to catch up.

The deceased lived in a luxurious manor within the third ring road. The land was 5 million yuan, and the decoration cost 2 million yuan.There are more than 200 rooms in the manor, as well as a dedicated gymnasium, swimming pool, piano room, and even an IMAX theater. I don’t know how he, a single nobleman, can live here.When Zhuang Mo visited him, he was almost turned away because he didn't have an appointment.It wasn't until Zhuang Mo said that he was Wu Lan that the bodyguard reluctantly let him in after searching him.Even though that man was so rich, he was still busy, Zhuang Mo sat in the living room until nine o'clock and waited for him to end the meeting.

Surrounded by his assistants, he walked down the resplendent stairs: "Editor-in-Chief, long time no see...how is it you?"

"Long time no see, Xuan Yuan." Zhuang Mo nodded slightly towards him.

Xuanyuan's complexion became very ugly.

He is a handsome man who has just passed the New Year. Most of the time, he has a blank face and looks at others coldly from behind the lens, so as to deliberately keep a sense of distance from others, so as to appear different and have an elite style.But the moment he saw Zhuang Mo, it was obvious that he had failed.His distaste was so obvious it made him look like a restless brat.

Zhuang Mo is Xuan Yuan's deadly enemy.To be precise, it was Xuanyuan's unilateral decision.

Xuan Yuan is an ancient god who debuted together with Si Hai Zongheng. They were famous in the Dragon Yin forum when the Internet was still very rare for Chinese people.At that time, a large number of famous masters appeared on the forum, so that looking back at that time period, it seems that Wenquxing experienced a big explosion unwilling to be lonely.Randomly crawling a grave post in Dragon Yin, those laughing and cursing IDs are like thunder.

Xuanyuan and Sihai Zongheng share the same interests, and together they create a world view of ten continents and three seas, and write a series of novels that are independent but inextricably linked.At that time, Wu Lan had just founded "New Painting", and felt that these two young people were very special.Their stories have the solid structure and outstanding characters of traditional novels, as well as the writing style that makes other authors sigh, but at the same time, their plot settings are closer to the later online novels.The protagonist is often in trouble at the beginning of the chapter, which makes people feel a strong sense of substitution; the plot setting has a preliminary sense of upgrading.At that time, Wu Lan invited these two unknown newcomers to the magazine with a kind of ghostly insight, and it was serialized for a long time.So whether it is Xuanyuan or the legend of "New Painting", the curtain has begun.

Relying on the Ten Continents and Three Seas series, "New Painting" broke out from the siege of new concept works and occupied the juvenile market.As a result, Xuan Yuan and Si Hai Zong Heng were gradually accepted by the mainstream and became best-selling authors.

Later, Four Seas stopped the writing of "The Great and Poor" and withdrew from the competition. Xuan Yuan became the only representative of the new martial arts, and won the top spot in the first Chinese writer list under Jing Yu's strong push.

Then, this guy took the sky-high royalty income to open a real estate company, and he hasn't written a single word in recent years.

"What are you doing here?" Xuanyuan recovered his paralyzed face, sat down on the sofa calmly, and told himself that the present is not what it used to be, and there is no need to care about such a small person.He was successful in a mundane sense, and he flaunted his success all the time.But in front of Zhuang Mo, he couldn't let go.Although his suit is as expensive as Zhuang Mo's now, he can't take it for granted like Zhuang Mo, as if he vaguely understands that he is not worthy of this suit and this extravagant manor.He was very worried that Zhuang Mo had the same idea, so he bluffed more and more to show off himself, which made his calm and magnanimous look artificial, hypocritical and deliberate. "I have nothing to do with you."

"I'm here to make an appointment." Zhuang Mo calmly took the black tea offered by the butler, "Short magazine draft, 7000-15000 words, two days later, 150 words per thousand."

"What did you say?" Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes, and two clusters of flames sprang up in his eyes.

"For the sake of our familiarity, 200 characters per thousand, no more."

"Wait a minute," Xuanyuan's anger was diluted by the sense of absurdity, which made him a little more rational, "You're asking me for a draft? A short story? 200 words?"

"It may also be 150. I can't decide."

"You're playing tricks on me." Xuan Yuan said firmly, examining Zhuang Mo shrewdly, trying to guess his sinister intentions.

The general assistant stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shang, the price of that piece of land is 23.11 billion, we..."

"Wait first." Xuan Yuan raised his hand to stop him from speaking, trying to figure out why he only has 150 characters per thousand characters, "Everyone knows how much a writer like me writes for a magazine manuscript... I understand Alright," he leaned back on the sofa and sneered, "Tan Si asked you to come. It's another meaningless short story, and it's deliberately lowering the price. What's in it for you to deliberately humiliate me like this? You are primary school girls Is it?"

"I came out of Guanwen, and now I'm in Jingyu, and I'm the text editor of "New Painting", and my boss is Wulan."

Xuanyuan: "...?"

Xuanyuan: "Then Tan Si...?"

"He is no longer my author."

At that moment, Xuan Yuan seemed to relax, and looked at Zhuang Mo, his expression became strange.He was a little annoyed that he was too emotional just now, he must have been seen through by the surname Shen, and he would feel that he cared about Tan Si very much.

...Of course he minds Tan Si very much.

After all, by the second year, his top position on the writer list was taken away by Tan Si.

Xuanyuan always felt that he had not caught up with the good times.He is a link between the past and the future. He was traditional literature before, and Internet literature after him. This made his era of dominance in the literary world too short, and also caused him not to belong to any era or any subject matter, and became a man of changing times. victim.In the year after he sat at the top of the writer list, the red dot rose, and a large number of Internet writers were like supernovas after the big bang, attracting the attention of the public.Physical books have also been influenced by online articles and become more frivolous and fast food.Soon after, Tan Si appeared.

Xuanyuan is an extremely arrogant person, at first he didn't care about Tan Si - in fact he didn't care about anyone.He has complete confidence in his own talent, after all, it is something that is obvious to all, and comparing others with him is simply beyond his control.From his point of view, Tan Si's writing is very sloppy, and he doesn't seem to pursue the beauty of writing at all, he just wants to explain things clearly.Tan Si's plot is also full of novelty, trying to arouse readers' curiosity with cheap gimmicks, luring them to read the end after opening the first page of the book, but he still doesn't say anything at the end, so as to hook you into buying another book .Apart from making it look like the real thing, Xuanyuan can't see what makes Tan Si special, and making it up like the real thing is the great thing about toilet literature.In short, Xuanyuan felt that Tan Si, who wrote "The City of Eternal Night", lacked pursuit.

However, it was this "City of Eternal Night" that he didn't like, which had an initial print of 30 copies and sold over a million copies that year, causing people to talk about him everywhere in the circle. "He's a genius storyteller," said everyone, with the joy of discovering new lands on their faces.Those editors who used to greet him with a smile now all went to Tan Si to flatter him.Wu Lan even asked him to learn Tan Si's writing techniques.This is a great shame for Xuanyuan.Although he knew deep down that Wu Lan was doing it for his own good, even if he was talented, it only meant a relatively high growth rate, and if he wanted to go further in writing, he couldn't give up studying—but that It is definitely not learning from Tan Si.What is Tan Si?When Xuan Yuan and Si Hai Zongheng became famous together, Tan Si didn't know where he was!Xuanyuan embraced this kind of arrogant contempt, and decided to turn a blind eye to Tan Si.

Xuanyuan does not attend any occasions where Tan Si is present, and refuses to participate in the "New Painting" pen meeting with Tan Si. In the worst case, Xuanyuan even forbids others to mention Tan Si's name in front of him.He is still writing his Ten Continents and Three Seas series, but as soon as he puts down his pen and stops working behind closed doors, he will find traces of Tan Si everywhere.His name is written on the cover of the sample issue of the magazine. The most conspicuous place in the passing bookstore is a paper maze made of "City of Eternal Night". Open the reader group, and the group is full of discussions about the plot of "The Capital of Eternal Night".Tan Si seems to be everywhere.The whole world seemed to revolve around Tan Si.People think that he, the number one in the world, is dead. He has worked so hard to write ten continents and three seas for so many years, but before the end, people throw away all the old papers.

That year Xuanyuan completely collapsed.People kept comparing the two of them, using his old age, old-fashioned setting, fastidious words, and slow rhythm to set off Tan Si's youth, novelty, simplicity, and suspense.Xuan Yuan understood that when he reached the peak, he had to start downhill, and his downhill road came a little too fast.His successor is too conspicuous, under the light of Tan Si, he seems to have never been famous.He was thinking hard about a way out, because he both disdained competition and was afraid of the result of competition.He just wants to get out of the fray in a decent way, leaving the fray unsolved for lack of underdogs.He was locked in his room for half a month, and finally found that the only decent way was to seal the pen.This can not only show his cynical attitude, but also engrave the name Xuanyuan on the altar forever.Rather than keep writing, keep writing, until the last reader goes to Tan Si, it is better to abandon everything first.

Things are also as he imagined.He did not finish "Dust and Smoke Smile" as scheduled, leaving a big hole, and because he did not publish any books that year, his royalties were inferior to Tan Si.The outside world has a lot of discussions about his sudden stop of writing. Some people say that he followed in the footsteps of the world, and some people say that it was because of health reasons. The current popular saying is that he took the money and ran to become a real estate developer.But no one knows that it is the author's most proud turn around and the most cowardly evasion.

Xuanyuan did not write a single word.At the age of 27, he went from big hit to quiet, from a sensitive and sentimental idealist to a resolute and cold realist.The author is not a good business, and there are too many disappointments and even despair behind the glamor of this profession.The life cycle of an author is very short, which leads to everything being temporary. The flowers you face today, and the palm of your hand declares that it will be owned by another person tomorrow. Unswerving.People are so cruel and playful, love this today and this tomorrow, and as an author, being forgotten means death.A story is lifeless, and the story becomes the whole world only at the moment it is opened.In this sense, Tan Si killed Xuan Yuan and his story.Xuan Yuan is also an accomplice.He thought a duel would be detrimental to his dignity, and he would rather be killed.

Later, Xuan Yuan met Tan Si once at the backstage of the awards ceremony for the writer list that killed him.

He found that the person he hated was just an ordinary little dick.He gained fame and fortune overnight, but he knew nothing about the world he was about to step into.He was extremely excited, worried about this and that, wandering around the room, unable to do anything.And that person methodically helped him straighten his bow tie, straighten his suit, guide him to recite his thank you speech, soothe his emotions and ensure that everything is according to plan.

Tan Si raised an objection halfway through the recitation: "...I think this sentence is too full. What do you mean come back next year? What if you can't come next year? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"It will definitely come." The man said it like a promise and a prophecy.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because I'm here." The man's eyes were firm and honest.

"You are really shameless for saying that! What if my book can't be sold? Readers think I'm outdated and don't like me anymore?"

"This kind of thing will never happen." The man said firmly, "With me, this kind of thing will never happen."

For many years to come, Xuanyuan would be so jealous when he recalled what that person said at that time.He had heard about the man's great achievements from various sources.Tan Si's ability to quickly become popular and reach an unparalleled height is inseparable from his vision and means.It was he who transformed Tan Si from a penniless young man into the best story writer in China today.Xuanyuan finally knew that he hadn't lost to Tan Si, he had lost to that person.

Therefore, that person also became a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh.

However, today, he actually sat in front of him and asked for a draft.

"Why do you think I will agree to you?" Xuanyuan lit a cigar from the assistant's hand and puffed out the smoke ring, "I am not short of money."

"The author's writing is not just for money." Zhuang Mo looked directly into Xuan Yuan's eyes, as honest as he was many years ago, which made Xuan Yuan's heart skip a beat.

He has already passed the age of "ideal", and he never believed that Zhuang Mo would come to him without any pursuit, but he stared at Zhuang Mo's unfathomable eyes, recalling the backstage of the award show many years ago, that People said: "This kind of thing will not happen. With me, this kind of thing will never happen." At that time, if there was a person, there was such a person, when he was abandoned by the whole world, he could tell him this. sentence.Even if it was false, a lie, and groundless nonsense, he would believe it, believing it like a moth flying to a flame.

The author is a lonely creature, writing is to express loneliness.If there is still endless loneliness after writing, he will undoubtedly give up.But as long as there is someone, even if there is only one person, on that lonely road, "You are the best author I have ever seen", "I remember all the stories you wrote", the author will become the bravest creature .Rather than saying that Xuan Yuan is jealous of Tan Si having Zhuang Mo's power, it is better to say that Xuan Yuan is jealous of Tan Si having Zhuang Mo's affection.He didn't walk side by side with anyone, he was jealous, and envious at the same time.

"Why do you think you will persuade me?" Xuanyuan avoided his gaze, preventing him from seeing his wavering, "I don't like ordinary short story serialization."

"Try your hand with a short story first. If you are still the same as back then, you can try to prepare a new single for Shizhou Sanhai, when it will be ready and when it will be serialized."

"Do you think serialization is attractive enough to me?"

"Tan Si's new novel "Night Sailboat" is so badly written that we don't want to publish it." Zhuang Mo glanced at him, that glance was extremely brief, but Xuanyuan felt that he was being seen through.In fact he shuddered a little, the ash falling on his expensive suit.

Zhuang Mo wrote a QQ number and placed it on the table in front of him: "If you are interested, add this QQ number."

Before he walked out of the gate, he heard Xuanyuan behind him ask: "Did you take me?"

Zhuang Mo turned around slightly: "Is it me or someone else, is there any difference?"

Xuanyuan stared at the note in front of him, thinking, this is really a terrible man, he has seen through all his thoughts.

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