I'm just sorry for plagiarism

After saying goodbye to Lao Wang, and returning to the dormitory, Liu Yuyan went somewhere else, unexpectedly, she didn't stay in the dormitory at eleven o'clock.

It's good, the noise is less and it won't affect your update.

Shaking her head, the eldest lady took out the notebook.

It's just that before I had time to write the update, a call from Editor Huang came over.

Different from the past, this time the other side didn't mention the gossip on the Internet to the eldest lady, but reminded with a smile.

"Mr. Chow Yun-fat, during the time of the National Day, the offline gathering of the Writers Association has already been decided. You probably forgot about it, right? Remember to prepare more, but don't make any mistakes."

The event is approaching, even if the storm on the Internet is terrifying, Mr. Huang will not mention it too much.Otherwise, it would be bad if it affected the mentality of Mr. Zhou Runfa this week.

But then again, Mr. Zhou Runfa was still comforting them with juvenile literature before this time, so it is probably impossible to pay too much attention to those gossip on the Internet, right?

"Got it, I've never forgotten about it." Hearing this, Li Xia just lied casually.

Still the same sentence, if Zhang Ze hadn't reminded her, she probably wouldn't have figured out what those offline parties were, right?

Sighing, the eldest lady suddenly remembered something and couldn't help asking again.

"Uncle Huang, I heard that the offline party was held in the exhibition hall in the East District, right?"

"Well, I didn't say anything, how did you know?" Huang Bian expressed surprise.

There was no explanation there, and they continued to ask, "Then, will there be any award ceremony or something like that? Do you need to go on stage?"

This question is somewhat new.

Slightly taken aback, Huang Bian still said in a straightforward manner.

"Yes, under the pseudonym of Mr. Chow Yun-fat, there are about five awards to be claimed."

Think about it too.

The Writers Association is a semi-official organization, so it will naturally go through some award ceremony ceremonies.

In addition, Li Xia's "Dream" is too famous, and it is inevitable that he will win some awards.

After all, it was the top selling work.

If he doesn't win the prize, who has the capital?

Even if the content of "Dream" is over, the influence is still huge. Even after 08, the sales volume is also ranked in the top ten of the rankings. This is almost impossible for a novel that ended two or three years ago. Impossible achievement.

It is normal for such a groundbreaking book to win some awards, right?

Not to mention that apart from "Dream", other works under the pen name of Mr. Chow Yun-fat are also masterpieces that are deeply rooted.

Where is the reason for ignoring him?

Chapter 36 36, towards the sea

Listening to Editor Huang's eloquence on the other end of the phone.

Not only was the eldest lady not the slightest surprise, she even took a deep breath.

"What's the matter? You don't want to win the prize?" Seeing the strangeness of the other party, Editor Huang stopped nagging and looked at the phone receiver with a smile.

As I said before, this Writers Association Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, who can write their own names in it, not to mention the exaggeration of Guangzong Yaozu, is also a rare brilliant achievement.

In particular, being able to be moved to awards and honors in the group is quite a hard-won thing.

If it was any other author, hearing that he had won such an honor, he would probably be so excited that he would not be able to eat for three days and two nights, right?

But what the hell is Mr. Zhou Runfa this time?Not only was there no surprise at all, but even showed a little resistance?

Editor Huang was a little dumbfounded.

However, he followed this little girl all the way, so he naturally had a thorough understanding of the other party's habits, and he also knew that the reason why the other party showed such resistance was, in the final analysis, because he didn't want to be exposed in sight.

It's really like that boudoir lady, she doesn't like to show her face anymore.

"Mr. Chow Yun-fat, as the saying goes, an ugly daughter-in-law will see her mother-in-law sooner or later, not to mention you are so beautiful, why do you always want to hide yourself behind the stage?"

If it was normal, when they heard that the well-known original author had committed anthropophobia and didn't want to go on stage, Juvenile Literature would more or less accommodate the other party, find various reasons to help cover up or ask for leave.

For example, there used to be movie premieres, as well as the fan book sales of "Dream" and "Wukong Biography".

But this time is different.

After all, it is the Writers Association.

It's half official.

Is there any reputation?

This time the honor is too great, even Mr. Tang couldn't help but move his mind, and ordered this subordinate who has already achieved the position of vice president to sort out the thoughts of Mr. Zhou Runfa, and asked her to go up to the stage and face the whole world. public.

Editor Huang chuckled only after coming and going.

It has to be said that he has been in a high position for a long time. The old man's voice is like a spring breeze, with a very friendly voice. Hearing the other party's persuasion there, the eldest lady can't help but feel a little ashamed. The habits behind the scenes are too capricious.

"Okay then, I'll go back and think about it..."

"Don't worry, although this meeting was held in the Convention and Exhibition Center, not many media were invited, and there were not many tickets. If you really want you to go up to win the prize, it is estimated that there will be too many people from the outside world. Many people know your true face."

Seeing that there was something going on, Editor Huang gave another reassurance with a smile.

However, this sentence is a lie.

After all, it was an incomparably grand association event, so how could the media be absent?

It's just that the entertainment reporters with more traffic were not invited.

And if those mainstream reporters are willing, it's only a matter of time before Li Xia's finely carved face is made public.

Although it's a little unreasonable for juvenile literature to hide from other girls like this, it is also a rare opportunity for publicity.

After all, in the past two months, the live-action drama on our own platform has also started early. Although it is not the work of Mr. Chow Yun-fat, it seems to be pretty good if we can take advantage of Mr. Chow Yun-fat's enthusiasm?

Those well-known physical book authors on the market are all old men with half-bald hair. Although there are occasional young talents, in terms of appearance, it is rare to be as handsome as the young lady.

If it is really pushed to the front?

How could it not set off a storm of gossip?

It just so happens that a lot of people have been complaining about the plot direction of "Flame Fist" recently. Using such a name to divert attention is also good public relations.

Thinking of this, Editor Huang squinted his eyes, and his heart became more and more determined to promote their leading young author of juvenile literature that day.

"Remember to call us when you come over that day, and I will pick you up at the gate."

After a few more polite words on both sides, they hung up the phone.

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The eldest lady who hung up the phone probably never imagined that she had been kept in the dark by these scheming little old men.

He just breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to his studies.

Time flies.

Saturday and Sunday are fleeting, and when I come to my senses again, even half of the working day has passed.

She didn't know if she had escaped the influence of the hard training, but since the military training came to an end, she felt that the time passed by a lot.

Li Xia suddenly remembered a saying that was circulated on the Internet in his previous life, saying that after the end of the world in 2012, time became faster and faster because the destroyed people had gone to another dimension in another line, and in that world Among them, 1 minute may only be worth 40 seconds in the original world!

Well, such a statement is somewhat mind-blowing.

The time of this life has come to 2011. Due to the influence of lack of culture, there are not as many blockbuster films in Europe and America as in the previous life. As for the large-scale special effects disaster films such as "2012" or "The Day After Tomorrow", they have disappeared in the torrent of time. middle.

Thinking like this, Li Xia couldn't help but lose his mind.

Most of the high-grossing movies in the domestic market are those police uniform and kidnapping movies that mainly tell stories and have ups and downs in the plot. On the contrary, there are very few special effects movies that spend a lot of money and big production.

So what if the family spends a lot of money to invest in a movie and starts the first special effects blockbuster?What will happen?

I don't know what kind of box office and response it will get?

Anyway, I have money.

The string of seven digits in the bank card is not for nothing, is it?

What's more, the story of "Flame Fist" has a lot of imagination, and it seems very convenient to add special effects.

For example, the battle between the blessed, and the final scene, where the lifeless earth splits open in the universe.

If it is done perfectly, it will be able to please people's visual nerves very well, right?

This thought wandered a little bit without bounds.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the soul that had drifted away was called back.

The eldest lady stood up, stretched herself, and then returned to her seat silently, burying her head in the book, killing time.

She waited until almost all the students in the classroom had left before she went downstairs with the books in her arms.

It was already noon at this moment, but she didn't have much appetite, so she didn't bother to squeeze the crowd to grab the cafeteria.

Instead, he went back to the dormitory, opened his notebook and was crackling and revising the novel.

This is also her routine.

In fact, the eldest lady herself knows that investing in special effects movies is a bit far-fetched, not to mention that the book "Flame Fist" has not yet been completed, and the publishing house also happens to have a live-action version of a book that has not yet invested in new films. movie plans.

Even if the live-action movie "Fist of Flame" is put on the agenda, whether it will be approved or not is still unknown.

After all, the plot is really too much...

Not to mention the doomsday wasteland, human nature is still extremely ugly, can such a thing that destroys the three levels really be released in domestic theaters?

Or, this time, you plan to transfer the copyright to the external network, and then let the country over the sea produce it and release it abroad?

That seems like a good proposition.

With such an idea, Li Xia was stunned, and couldn't help but think deeply.

Due to the influence of lack of culture, the overseas market is not very developed, even poorer than the domestic market.

If this novel can really be registered abroad, according to the carefree temperament of Europeans and Americans, it is impossible to say that they will really have a strong interest in such a plot.

Europeans and Americans just like the kind of gloomy plots, such as the Ugly Lord trilogy released in the previous life, and movies like "The Black Robe Inspectors" that appeared later.

Its style is quite similar to "Flame Fist".

Proper revenge style.

But I didn't expect that when the sky was wandering, there was a sudden noise outside the corridor, which brought Li Xia back to reality.

The slightly high-pitched voice didn't sound like an acquaintance, but the sharp laughter from time to time was really irritating and noisy.

Many girls are gentle and elegant in front of boys, but in fact, let alone how unrestrained they are when they get along in private.

But when it comes to chatting, Li Xia vaguely recalled it. It seems that since meeting Guo Jie outside the gate, the gossips and gossips from those groups of girls seemed to fade away a lot inexplicably?

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Then Guo Jie is the big sister in the small group. If she doesn't want to bring up a certain topic, the voice in this aspect will naturally fade away.

Presumably the other party is also jealous of himself, right?

After all, it was her, Guo Jie, who really made a fool of herself that day, and if she accidentally annoyed Li Xia, who knows how the other party will retaliate against her.

Well, even though Li Xia had no intention of revenge at all, in the eyes of the other party, that's probably how she imagined it.

While in a daze, the door of the dormitory was pushed open by a pair of slender arms.Holding a steaming hamburger in her arms, Liu Yuyan walked in with her head poked.

"Yu Yan?" Li Xia looked at the beautiful figure standing outside the door, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something.

"What's wrong?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, "It's okay..."

This girl and Guo Jie have a lot of intersections, and originally wanted to ask her about the status of the eldest sister recently, but felt that it was inappropriate.

Had to converge on the topic.

"What are you doing in the dormitory?" Liu Yuyan glanced at her and said inadvertently, "It's noon, why don't you go out for dinner?"

"I'm not hungry, I'm writing a manuscript."

As a student, I often talk about things like writing novels, which makes others feel a bit pretentious.

But in the dormitory, Li Xia often clacked with his keyboard in his arms. Liu Yuyan could see this clearly, so there was no need to deliberately show off.