138 Chapter 138 Extra Story 4

Jiang Huan first published 100,000 words, and then decided to update 20,000 words every day.In this way, this book can be serialized for at least two years.Although Jiang Huan is a veteran craftsman with a pen, every time Jiang Huan writes a new script, new novel, shoots a new TV series, or a new movie, it is actually a new challenge.

Once the challenge fails, his once glorious past will collapse like a bigger mountain, which will bring him a greater impact.However, sometimes Jiang Huan would think, even if the challenge failed, it doesn't matter.

Just like the best director in the world can make bad movies, he is just a gold medal screenwriter, which is far from the best screenwriter in the world.Sometimes people have been successful does not mean that this is a good thing, a life without failure and setbacks is an incomplete life.When Jiang Huan put the manuscript into the manuscript box, he inoculated himself in his heart.

This is the first time he has dabbled in subjects other than parental gossip and emotional entanglements...He used to, no, he was only good at the family city type, and this is the first time he has touched the criminal investigation type.Even if it fails, it is reasonable.In fact, no matter how "narcissistic" an author thinks his articles are, they are all fake, just like parents watching their children, their children are always the best, and readers must feel good to be truegood.Otherwise it is a "narcissistic" mentality.

Jiang Huan sent out 100,000 words and set up a manuscript box for a week, then turned off the computer and stopped thinking about it.If you are really ridiculed, there is nothing you can do about it.The arrow has been fired, whether it falls or not is not under Jiang Huan's control, everything is left to fate.

After Jiang Huan turned off the computer, Gu Ran who was next to him turned around from his chair, looked at him and asked, "What's the matter? I saw you moaning tonight."

Although Gu Ran also has a study room at home, he usually doesn't do big things, just write, draw, and read books. He is more willing to be in the same study room with Jiang Huan, because he finds that when he is around Jiang Huan, Jiang Huan will do things better.concentration.He's always been curious about it.

Jiang Huan would never tell him how much peace of mind he would feel when Gu Ran was by his side.

He never, never wanted to say goodbye to Gu Ransheng again, didn't want to miss him, didn't want to be separated from him.

Hearing Gu Ran's question, Jiang Huan couldn't help laughing, he sincerely said to his closest person, "I'm a little scared."

Gu Ran heard Jiang Huan say the word "fear" for the first time. He felt incredible, but at the same time he smiled. He asked him gently: "What are you afraid of? Tell me. It's really strange! I didn't expect Jiang DaYou also have a day when you will be afraid. Hmm... Could it be that the new book is released, and you are afraid that it will fall off the altar if it is not well written?" It is normal for a person to be afraid of falling when he is standing too high.After all, everyone knows the truth of climbing high and falling heavy.

Jiang Huan waved his hands hurriedly, and said, "What is the altar?With a sound, he said with emotion: "Nothing else, I am just afraid that my writing is not as good as before. If I fail to meet everyone's expectations, I will make people feel very disappointed." It is true that people who like themselves are disappointed.It will make Jiang Huan feel very sorry.Even if he doesn't want to.

After hearing this, Gu Ran was silent for a while, and then said to Jiang Huan solemnly: "You are suffering from the common problem of most authors."

Jiang Huan was full of doubts: "What is the common problem?"

Gu Ran: "Most of the people who work in literature are sensitive. In fact, you often say that you like to hurt the spring and the autumn. This is not a derogatory term, but this kind of people are more capable than most people.Perceive the world. Because of neurosensitivity and the author’s profession is a bit special, when most people are liked by readers, they will be as pure as a child, but once they are questioned, it is easy...um...to use popular Internet adjectives to describeSay it's going to be bald, and then get depressed."

"If there are more doubters and abusers, and the grades are not good, this group of people will fall into the endless loop of I am a chicken, I am a waste, and why am I so bad. They will feel that their worksLet down the readers who once liked me, resulting in guilt and depression."

"However, people's emotions will be actively adjusted. When they are depressed at this time, they will be mad at the next time, and so on. The cycle of emotional ups and downs of people engaged in writing will be a little longer than that of people in other industries., After all, writing a book is not something that can be done overnight.”

What Gu Ran said made sense, and Jiang Huan was dumbfounded when he heard it, "So that's the case. Ran Ran, how do you understand it so well?" He recalled his work experience in his previous life, and Gu Ran's words were really accurate.

Gu Ran said: "Recently I'm studying social psychology. No, I can't help but show off in front of you when I know a little about it."

Jiang Huan shook his head with a smile, more and more he felt that Gu Ran was a little proud of him, but this kind of pride in his bones was tightly covered up under the strong humility, so that no one else could find out.

He slipped the chair over, then hugged Gu Ran with open arms, his chin rested on Gu Ran's shoulder, and said lazily: "Forget it, forget it, if you don't write well, you won't be popular."It’s okay, as long as people don’t hold out hope, they won’t be disappointed.”

Gu Ran said with a smile: "You say this to prove that you still have hope." He pushed Jiang Huan away, then raised his hand to pinch Jiang Huan's face, and finally moved to Jiang Huan's lips to kissTake a sip, and then said to him: "Don't think about it, your adventure journey is over, you have built a new story world, now it's your readers' turn to take risks, if they play in the new world you builtIt's normal to be unhappy, to complain or to curse. You should accept it with an open mind, and learn lessons to improve. OK?"

Jiang Huan completely relaxed, and he nodded seriously.

Gu Ran: "Don't read the comments during this time, so as not to affect your mood. How about this, I will ask someone from the computer department to buy a black technology synchronization software according to the number of times, and help you directly synchronize the saved manuscripts with Dalvjiang's background deposit box, and thenSet the update time once and for all, so you can "do nothing" and not be affected."

Jiang Huan thought it was amazing, "Is there such a software?"

Gu Ran: "Of course. Although I am not a computer science student, I still know a little bit about it. With the magical thing of the Internet, the mobile phone APP and computer PC can be synchronized in the cloud. To this extent, developing new products is just a matter of time."It’s just following the trend of technological development. Don’t be surprised.”

Jiang Huan: "It would be great if I could invent that my brain's thinking can be synchronized to the computer, so that I don't have to sit in front of the computer to type all day long."

Gu Ran chuckled: "I doubt that all writers have the same idea as you."

Both of them laughed out loud.Jiang Huan and Gu Ran chatted for a while, and the two went to the living room together to help each other do some stretching exercises, stretching the tendons, stretching the muscles, stretching the hands and pressing the legs, to relax.

It was only past eight o'clock in the evening, and Jiang Huan and Gu Ran entered the study room again at nine o'clock.Jiang Huan originally planned to read a book, but he wandered around the bookshelf above the desk, but he didn't find the book he wanted to read.In the end, his gaze was fixed on the script of "Mercy".

The cover of the current script is also done in a flashy way, which makes the crew have a B character.

Jiang Huan flipped open the cover, and the full script of "Mercy", which raked in five billion at the box office, turned the pages under his hands, revealing the neat black text.

Jiang Huan has always felt that words are magical, they can't help but make people's eyes stare at them, and they are deeply attracted by them.

The script of "Compassion" is not particularly long. After watching it for two hours, Jiang Huan revisited his "Compassion", and the feeling still exists.Every line in it corresponds to the movie screen of "Mercy", which made him feel deeply sad.

Finally, the cover poster he wanted appeared in Jiang Huan's mind. He picked up the water-based pen in the pen holder, opened the notepad, and decided to write an outline.

He wants to adapt the play "Mercy" into a novel.

I don't plan to go to the Dalvjiang serial network, but plan to contact the editor Wang Beibei directly, and go to Wang Haisheng Publishing House to publish directly.

In the following time, Jiang Huan devoted himself to the script adaptation of "Mercy", concentrating on his career and work.During the period, many big production crews and companies called Jiang Huan, asking if he had time to produce a script.There were also major producers who came to invite Jiang Huan to do their new drama. The price was negotiable, but Jiang Huan still politely refused.

When "Mercy" was writing the script, it took three full months of polishing, and 18 different versions of "Mercy" were published, and finally this book was finalized.

There are five absurd and satirical stories that are interlocking, single-handed and wonderful.But in addition to these five stories, twenty-seven different stories were eliminated.

Those stories are not unexciting, but combined, these five stories are the best solution.

Now Jiang Huan plans to write it into a novel worth about 400,000 yuan. The stories that have been eliminated before can also be used this time.

Novels and movies and TV shows are different after all. Movies and TV shows are only so long. If everything is added, in the end, the audience will only absorb and understand nothing.But the novel can completely tell the story Jiang Huan wants to write through a perspective.

Jiang Huan spent five days perfecting the outline and detailed outline, and then spent a full month writing the book.According to his speed, he could actually write this book in four days, but instead of catching up with the speed, he crafted it meticulously.

When the book was finished, he typed out the manuscript with a printer, and after binding it, he went downstairs and left the Royal Garden Dragon Court. While taking a taxi, he met Mu Chuan and Mo Jingchang who were shopping for vegetables and returning home.Hehe said to Jiang Huan: "Come to our house for dinner tonight."

Jiang Huan: "What good thing?"

Mu Chuan said: "Brother Jingchang has finally returned from the army."

Mo Jingchang knew that Jiang Huan and Mo Jingcheng had a feud, but he stood aside with a smile.He didn't stop Mu Chuan from saying this, nor did he refuse Jiang Huan and the others to come to eat at home.

Regarding the matter between Mo Jingcheng and Jiang Huan Gu Ran, he never mentioned it to anyone again.Mo Jingchang is a true gentleman, and things that should be kept secret will only rot in his stomach forever.

Jiang Huan smiled and said, "That's a good thing, but I'm afraid I won't be free today, let's try another day. I have an appointment here."

Mu Chuan: "Alright then, I'll ask you to have dinner together later."

Jiang Huan nodded, Mo Jingchang smiled and nodded at him too.

After Jiang Huan took a taxi, he went straight to Wang Haisheng's company building.After receiving the call, Wang Beibei quickly went downstairs with her small khaki bag on her back to the coffee shop downstairs.

When Jiang Huan saw her, he waved to her happily, and Wang Beibei walked over happily.

"Wang Bian, good morning."

Seeing Jiang Huan, Wang Beibei said cheerfully, "Long time no see. Why are you free to come over today? What are you up to?"

Wang Beibei sat down opposite Jiang Huan, Jiang Huan took out the manuscript from his bag with a smile, and said to Wang Beibei: "I've been working on this recently, take a look."

Wang Beibei said: "No hurry, no hurry." She took off the bag on her back, then took out her big orange, then stuffed it to Jiang Huan, and said, "Come on, Jiang Da, you're welcome, QianDon't be too polite, I'll give you ruarua, these ten or twenty catties of meat are all supported by bonuses from your book, work hard ruarua!"

Jiang Huan's eyes widened slightly, he stretched out his hand, and the orange cat was held tightly in his arms.He was crushed by the orange cat.

Jiang Huan said with some inconceivable surprise: "Is this real?!"

Wang Beibei: "Otherwise? It can eat two canned cat food in one meal."

Jiang Huan clicked tut several times, it was really solid, so fat, so soft, now it was a puddle of cat cakes, snoring by rua.Jiang Huan smiled at the rua cat, this cat is really well-raised, its hair is soft and shiny, and its chubby looks like a beckoning cat ornament on the counter.It has a very good temper and doesn't resist touching it.

Wang Beibei took the manuscript, and when she saw "Mercy", she knew she didn't need to read it.She didn't live in the 80s, she knew about the movie "Mercy" which raked in 5 billion at the box office, and she went to watch this movie with her girlfriends.

It's really nice.

Wang Beibei said, "A novel adapted from the movie "Mercy"?" Although she knew it must be a novel of "Mercy", she still asked.

Jiang Huan nodded, and he said with a smile: "I've been writing for a long time, and I just finished the draft, so I can't wait to show it to you. Do you think it can be published?"

Wang Beibei: "Stop teasing me, I know you are taking care of my old editing business. How do you calculate the copyright fee for this book?"

Jiang Huan pondered for a while, and then said: "It's a little higher than before, and I'll get 1.8 yuan when I sell a copy."

Wang Beibei: "..." Looking at Jiang Huan's posture, I didn't know he thought he was going to get eight yuan.

Wang Beibei said: "I can't directly make a decision on this matter, but it should be no problem. We will send you the contract after we have a meeting. You can't come to me just for publishing, right?Is there anything else? Or are you doing business nearby, so come by?"

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "I came here on purpose, but there is indeed something else. Is your company's artist there? Otherwise, you can make an appointment for me. I want to use such a picture on the cover of this book."

Wang Beibei: "What picture?"

Jiang Huan took out a pen and drew a circle on the blank paper, "It's actually very simple, it's a face."

A vertical line divides the circle in half, "and then there are two faces on one face."

Put a point on the left side of the semicircle, "This side is soaked in sunlight."

Put a point on the right side of the semicircle, "This side is soaked in darkness."

Draw a few circles in the whole circle, "If you want to blur the face, use the first aid scene at the beginning of the movie."

Finally: "Let there be compassion in the left eye, and mockery in the right eye."

Wang Beibei: "..." She looked at Jiang Huan's narration on the blank paper, and she was in a bad mood.She hissed, and said to Jiang Huan: "Aren't all book writers the same as you in painting?" It's outrageous!It's so bad that it pokes your eyes!

Jiang Huan has always been thick-skinned, and now he couldn't help but blush. He also knew that he was bad at drawing, and he said, "That's definitely not the case. Although I don't have many talents, some people have many talents."

Wang Beibei: "You don't need to belittle yourself, there are probably only a few writers who can paint like you."

Jiang Huan: "..."

Wang Beibei laughed, and said again: "But it must be that the vast majority of people can only write books and not draw pictures. Scarcity increases value, no wonder the price of an artist's picture is so expensive. After all, it is not easy to understand the thoughts of you peoplewhat."

Jiang Huan: "..." Shuankou, don't talk about it if you know that you are a bad painter.

He smiled and said, "My idea should be able to draw, right?"

Wang Beibei said honestly: "If you can have a picture in your mind, you can definitely draw it. But I don't know how to draw, or should I call a painter?"

So Jiang Huan nodded.

Wang Beibei called the illustration team leader over, and Jiang Huan ordered another cup of milk coffee for him.Then he repeated what he said and the painting just now, and the team leader nodded after listening, and said, "OK, no problem. What style do you want? Ink wash, oil painting..."

Jiang Huan: "I don't understand, you can figure it out." Anyway, he has money, so if he can't, he doesn't need it.

The team leader said: "I suggest using a computer for modeling. Just like the characters in the game GV, it is real, vivid, and shocking."

Jiang Huan thought it was okay, but he didn't understand anyway.He said to him: "Then do it according to your idea, finish it later, just show me."

The group leader nodded repeatedly.Then he took out a copy of "Secret" and said excitedly: "Jiang Da, I am your loyal book fan. Although your "Secret" is updated very quickly, I have read it more than ten times.Don’t worry about the characters I drew for you, I won’t sell them as a part of “Secret”, I will draw them myself for my own collection. Jiang Da, please sign me!”

Jiang Huan: "!!"

He was a little embarrassed.But he is still very happy, after all, it is a very happy thing for a work to be liked by others.

He took the "Secret" and opened it.

The heroic flower in the police force

A seven-year-old reborn heroine with two little twats and a lollipop with extremely wise eyes

And other supporting roles, villains...

As expected of the leader of the illustration team of a first-class magazine in China, this style of painting is simply 666!

Jiang Huan felt that it was not good for his signature to be on it, so he took out a box from his bag, and when the box was opened, it revealed a beautiful bookmark surrounded by brass.He often encounters fans asking him for autographs in the film crew, and sometimes they don't expect to meet him, and they don't have his books around, so they ask him to sign clothes.Jiang Huan felt that this was not good, so he ordered several boxes of various exquisite metal bookmarks online.

Jiang Huan wrote his name on the part that could be written, and then wrote "TO:" side by side.

Ask: "What do you want to write?"

The team leader rubbed his hands excitedly, "Write whatever you want."

Jiang Huan smiled, and wrote down——Peerless Danqing hand, painting people and painting souls.

After finishing writing, Jiang Huan put the bookmark in the "Secret" picture book and said, "Thank you for your liking."

The 1.8-meter-long burly man blushed and his thick beard was trembling with excitement. He said to Jiang Huan: "Jiang Da, your "Secret" is the best I have ever seen.Criminal investigation book, there is no one! I go to the comment area to read everyone's comments several times every day, and I am very happy to see them praise you..."

Wang Beibei and Jiang Huan: "..." The enthusiasm of the fans cannot be stopped.It was the first time for Wang Beibei to see this burly man so excited, and he could carry it normally.

It's just that the leader of the illustration team received a call not long after, so he could only reluctantly leave.Before leaving, he made an appointment with Jiang Huan to contact him after the painting was finished.

Jiang Huan and Wang Beibei couldn't help exhaling at the same time, Wang Beibei asked: "Jiang Da, have you ever thought about publishing your new book "Secret"?"

Jiang Huan shook his head and said, "With 15 million+ words, if it is published, there will be several sets of books. It's too expensive. Forget it. The sales volume won't be much higher."

Wang Beibei said: "Is it so long? No wonder you haven't joined V yet. When do you plan to join V?"

Jiang Huan: "I didn't plan to join." In fact, he had forgotten such a thing.This month, he didn't go to the background to look at the data, nor did he open the APP to read the comments.Concentrate on adapting the script of "Mercy".

According to what Gu Ran said, "don't listen to it, don't ask it" and don't care, it keeps the peace of mind, and doesn't worry about gains and losses.

When Jiang Huan said this, Wang Beibei couldn't help feeling emotional: "Jiang Da is amazing, 15 million words are not included in V, he really made money, and writing a book with such a small amount of money is not worth it."

Jiang Huan was so helpless after being teased, he could only smile and shake his head, "After the copyright fee for the book "Compassion" arrives, I plan to donate all of it to welfare organizations."

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