Chapter 1425

Zhang Heng gave Hemingway the outline printed out from the computer.

"Is this the novel you are going to write?" After Hemingway finished reading the outline, he handed it to Fitzgerald. After the latter finished reading it, he handed it to the next person, until after a lap, the outline returned to Zhang Heng's hands.

Then Zhang Heng asked, "what do you think?"

"A wonderful story." Agatha said, "I really like it, especially the last reversal, which is full of drama. It will be a very popular novel. No matter in which era, I believe it will be welcomed by readers. People will break the door of the bookstore for it."

"I'm not going to sell it. I want to put it on the Internet for free for as many people as possible."

"What is the Internet?"

"The Internet is like a giant grocery market that everyone in the world can easily reach." Zhang Heng explained.

"It sounds cool, but, er It would be better if writers could earn money from it to support themselves. " Dickens road.

"In my time, there are some writers who can support themselves by creating on the Internet." Fantasy best seller, female writer.

At this time, Fitzgerald also said, "your outline is great, but how do you plan to solve the emotional problems?"

"We've offered you a few solutions, but you don't seem to like them very much." Hemingway also said, "of course, to be fair, these methods are not perfect. Emotion is like the soul of a story. Without it, your story will never be complete. "

"I've figured out how to get my feelings back," Zhang Heng said, "at least in the creation of this novel."

"Then you will get a great story." Fitzgerald said.

"A grand epic of adventurers." Asimov also pushed his glasses.

"The best-selling novel of all time." Fantasy best seller, female writer.

"Thanks to your help, if you didn't teach me to write and give me directions, I couldn't do it alone." Zhang Heng collected the outline and said thanks to the authors.

Then he came to the door of room 515 alone, tapped on the door three times, and then inserted a copper key into the door lock and twisted it gently.

He has done this set of movements for many times, so he is very skilled. After entering the living room, Zhang Heng does not stop and pushes open the door of the study.

Today, for the first time, Lovecraft did not help others to change the text, nor did he create his own. The old typewriter was sent to one side of the bookshelf by him, and there was a small bottle of red wine and two cups on the desk.

The previous bottle of wine from lofkraft's grandfather had already been drunk by them. Now this bottle is a gift Zhang Heng gave him three days ago.

Lovecraft poured the wine into the glass, just like when they first met. Today, however, he is wearing a suit that he hasn't taken out for a long time. He seems to be in a better mood.

When Zhang Heng brought the outline to him, Lovecraft put on his glasses and couldn't wait to read it. After a while, he put down his manuscript and clearly didn't go to drink his glass of wine, but at the moment, Lovecraft felt as if he had just finished drinking a whole bottle of wine.

"Don't you mind if I use the settings you made before to write stories?" Zhang Heng said unexpectedly.

"Of course not. I like to have writers to help me improve and fill my world. In fact, many of my pen pals who communicated with me before are writing stories with this set of settings." Lovecraft shrugged.

"What about the ending? Can you accept the ending?" Zhang Heng asked, "after all, the ending of the story I created is not the same as those you wrote before."

"Before I met you, I would feel that it really goes against my consistent aesthetic sense, because the stories I created, no matter how the protagonist resisted, will be enveloped by greater despair. But you are the first person to write the story after that. Although you borrowed my system, you are actually talking about a person trapped by despair The story of how to fight against fate with all his strength

Lovecraft seemed to be thinking about how to express himself more accurately. After a moment, he said, "it's like All the hope in my novels is to usher in the final despair, while all the despair in your novels is to pave the way for the last hope. This is indeed different from the writing style I am good at, but it doesn't prevent me from liking your story very much. I don't know why. Maybe it's because hope and despair are one and two sides, just like light and dark, Without either side, the world can't really become real. "

"Seriously," said Lovecraft, looking into Zhang Heng's eyes, "I think your new story has helped me to make up the last short board in my setting. For this, I should also propose a toast to you." And Lovecraft raised his glass.Zhang Heng also picked up his own one, "to the unknown fear."

"To the unyielding courage of mankind." Lovecraft murmured and drank the red wine in his hand.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Heng came out of room 515 with the outline.

So far, most of his plan has been completed, leaving only one last thing, that is, his lack of emotion.

After Zhang Heng said goodbye to Hemingway, Lovecraft and others, what he finally found was not others, but the Hobbit housekeeper.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" The Hobbit housekeeper was as polite as ever and put down her vase.

Her racial talent makes her almost silent no matter where she goes or what she does. In fact, she has just been in the hall, but few writers passing by can find her.

"Yes, I want to see someone." Zhang Hengdao.

"Who?" The Hobbit housekeeper asked, "I'll try to meet your reception needs, but I can't help you bring in people from outside except the writers on the estate and our service staff."

"But there is one person who can," Zhang Heng said straightforwardly, without selling any more tricks, "I want to see the Butler who received me before I came to this manor. He is also a member of the service staff. You should be able to help me find him."

"You want to see him?" The Hobbit housekeeper was a little surprised.

"That's right." Zhang Heng said, "in" twenty thousand miles under the sea ", consell always accompanies the protagonist professor aronnas and accompanies him through the whole journey. Therefore, I guess the relationship between consell and me should not be the only one when we first met."

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