Chapter 1415

Zhang Heng originally thought that he would be surrounded by people when he entered the door, but he didn't expect that except a few people who were just beside the door noticed him, the rest of the people basically didn't respond and were still doing their own things.

The debate inside the house has entered a white hot stage. Zhang Heng has recognized a fantasy best-selling writer who spoke before. However, her opponent, a man with a red neck and a high look, who is directing the country, Zhang Heng does not know his origin. He just looks like a poet and novelist who is active in the 17th or 18th century.

In addition, a man with a beard and a big back also joined in the debate. He also stood opposite the best-selling female writer, "I read your novel, madam. With respect, I can't read it after only three chapters. I think any creation should be based on my own life experience, because only truth can move people. I wrote Moby Dick 》He was a sailor for four years at sea and went to sea with a whaling ship.

"I look at the strong men who make a living on the sea, how they overcome their fate and how to deal with the storm. From then on, I made up my mind to write a story about them. However," the voice of the bearded man went down. "The book had a general response at that time. I guess no matter what era, what people like most is the weird It's a popular story with little meaning. "

"My story also comes from my own life. I just put a layer of magic on it. I believe Mr. Gandalf will agree with me." The woman turned her eyes to an old man with thin body and white hair, looking for an ally.

As expected, the latter said, "fantasy is a kind of literary theme, and behind the beginning of the absurd story, there is also the real emotion of the creator." He seemed to think of something, sighed and poured himself another glass of red wine.

"But still, entertainment is more than artistic value." Another voice said, "it's a Jewish looking man with big eyes, high nose, deep socket and slender ears, which makes him look like a vampire." I don't care about the readability of the article, because my work is to let me explore the value and significance of life. As for whether other people can understand it, what does it have to do with me?

"My first teacher always told me that story telling should have a beginning and an end, a time and a place, and clear values, but to be honest, I don't care about that kind of thing at all. I agree with the reasonable use of cross dressing and absurd writing techniques, but this kind of thing is not used for the general public."

"That sounds arrogant." The woman frowned.

"But genius is arrogant." Jewish men show up.

Just as the crowd was quarreling, someone finally noticed Zhang Heng, who had just entered the salon, and cried, "great, there is a new face here. It should be a newcomer who has just come to the salon. We should ask his opinion."

"Please, I don't care." An American man with his body on the sofa, puffing and hugging a girl, dressed like a hippie, yawned.

But in addition to him, there are still many people waiting for Zhang Heng's answer.

Although he knew that his words would attract a lot of people's sniffing and even displeasure, Zhang Heng still didn't hesitate, because he had already figured out the answer to this question before entering the copy, "I want to write a book that everyone likes to read and can quickly become popular."

"Boring!"

"The child has gone astray!"

"It's too polite. It's hopeless."

"Another piece of shit! Who invited them? The new people are too utilitarian now. " Some people immediately shook their heads when they heard the speech. They looked sad, just like they had done something rebellious in Zhang Heng.

But in contrast, there are also some people to see Zhang Heng up.

"Well said."

"I think this young man's wish is good, and no one has said that fashion is wrong. Don't forget that even if you guys have a hard tongue, your works have become popular after death. "

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Zhang Heng has long been psychologically prepared for this. If you put it in a traditional game, it's probably a lineup selection event. After the lineup is established, the favor of people in the same lineup will increase, on the contrary, the favor of people in the opposite camp will decrease.

Of course, some players want to mix on both sides. When they encounter this situation, they can play a slippery trick and ride down the wall. If the operation is good, the favor of both sides can not rise or fall.

But there is no need for Zhang Heng, because he didn't lie. What he said before was his truth.

"If you want to explore the popular secrets of fiction, you can come to me. I live in room 207." The fantasy bestseller said enthusiastically, and after a pause, she said mysteriously, "do you have time tomorrow morning? I can also introduce a person to you. He is the greatest writer in human history. Everyone knows that his plays are well-known. Until a few hundred years later, every novel we write has his story in it."Although Professor McGonagall did not name the person, Zhang Heng already knew who she was talking about.

William Shakespeare, although it has always been said that there is no first in words and no second in martial arts, Shakespeare is indeed the most influential author.

If you can listen to Shakespeare personally explain the writing methods of novels, you will definitely benefit a lot. Even if Shakespeare created those plays based on the market environment and the audience's preferences at that time, the methods actually have something in common, and Shakespeare's plays have lasted for hundreds of years, which is probably the real popularity.

And just as Zhang Heng is about to sit down and chat with the female writer of fantasy bestseller, the messy hall suddenly quiets down.

Then people's eyes gradually gathered at the fireplace, and the firewood in it was burning and crackling.

Zhang Heng then noticed that the face of the female writer of fantasy bestseller also showed a touch of excitement. She sat up straight and said to Zhang Heng, "here we are, we're going to start."

"What began?"

"Monthly salon story meeting." The female writer of fantasy bestseller blinked, "the winner can see the host here, have dinner with him, and then Get the right to leave here. "

"Get out of here?"

"Of course, although this place is very good, with food and drink, we can also see many masters, including the living and the dead, who get together to talk and talk. Well, of course, sometimes we will spray each other as we just did. After all, every author has his own characteristics and perseverance. If it's so easy to be convinced by others, we don't have to do this OK, but no matter how good the place is, I'll be tired of living in it for a long time. "

The female writer of fantasy bestseller seems to think of something here, "by the way, how about your writing level? Although it's difficult to have an evaluation standard for this kind of thing, the host here still tries to find a way to give you a level. My words are between Lv2 and LV3. What about you?"

Zhang Heng looked at his own role panel, where writing skills are still lv0.

"It looks like I'll be here for a while." Zhang Hengdao.

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