Chapter 63

The remaining few people were familiar with the two great gods opposite Zhu Quan, and they were muttering for some reason.

Editor-in-Chief Chen and Xiao Fei on his side didn't say much, they were all swiping their phones.

After a while, Zilong came in and waved to Luna, which meant that Editor-in-Chief Peng wanted to talk to him.

This guy didn't return to his seat, he pulled a chair and sat next to Zhu Quan.

"Brother, is it really from Xudu?" Zilong looked close, as if he wanted to get close.

While eating and chatting just now, Zhu Quan found out that this guy has a top-notch ability to be funny. The taste is a bit unbearable.

"Yes." Zhu Quan nodded. He is not Xu Du's. It is written in the household registration book. As for the original place of origin, he does not know.

"I've read your "Hongwu Gongweisi". The writing is really amazing. I'm sure I can't write it." .

"Um, that's it. I really can't write you urban people, and the lines are like a mountain." "The writing is very good, fresh and refined, with a different urban style, this book is sure to be popular!" Who wouldn't say good things.

Taking advantage of his free time just now, Zhu Quan quickly read the books of several people, wrote down their general titles and brief introductions, and glanced at them by the way.

As for what he said was fresh and refined, he was just blowing it up casually, and he hadn't seen other urban genres, but if you praise someone, you have to praise him for being different, that's for sure.

Hearing this, Zilong smiled and waved his hands, "I've written several urban books, and I always feel that the stereotypes are meaningless, so I want to create a different style, hehe!" It can be seen that, This guy still prefers to eat this kind of flattery.

The two casually chatted about other things, and exchanged mobile phone numbers and WeChat IDs. After all, they are fellow villagers. Compared with the two great gods opposite, Zhu Quan still prefers to communicate with this person.

Communication is one aspect. They are all from the Central Plains. Putonghua is not a special standard. Occasionally there are a few dialects mixed in, which feels quite cordial.

"Zhu Quan, Brother Nan is calling you!" Yingshen greeted Zhu Quan, Zhu Quan hurriedly stood up, nodded with Zilong and the others and left.

Editor-in-chief Peng waved at a place not far from the door, and the two of them walked slowly towards the smoking area.

"Come on?" Mr. Peng handed over a cigarette.

"No." Zhu Quan waved his hand.

"There are very few writers who don't smoke, so sit down!" There are still a few stools in the smoking area, and there are no outsiders, which is very suitable for talking about some private topics.

"If you have to sell this copyright, I really feel it's a pity, but luckily you changed your mind." Boss Peng blew a smoke ring, as if he was relieved.

Zhu Quan smiled awkwardly, thinking about some of the speaking skills that Ayu taught him back then.

"Your novel actually has a very good prospect. You may not realize it, but judging from the current market, its popularity is not accidental!" Mr. Peng picked up his mobile phone and sent a voice message, "Mr. Chen, get some water, here is the smoking area." It seemed like they were going to have a long talk.

Putting down the phone, he continued, "In the past few years or in the past ten or twenty years, Qing court dramas have occupied the mainstream of the market. Not to mention anything else, the audience is basically tired from the aesthetic aspect alone." Deeper level It's nothing more than those, it's not convenient to say it, so I won't say it, everyone knows it.

"From royal anecdotes to harem brawls, and even all kinds of unofficial history, I've finished filming, there's nothing left to film!"

"And at this time, your "Hongwu Gongweisi" came at the right time!" After taking the two bottles of mountain spring water from Lao Chen, he handed Zhu Quan a bottle.

"It just happened to take over this group of aesthetically fatigued audiences, and the content of the novel is also quite inspirational. In other words, it is the struggle history of a small soldier, which just fits the current mainstream awareness policy." Shaking his head, Mr. Peng said, "You pick it up." Big deal' smile, "That's why I didn't refuse when Lao Chen said he wanted to give you the biggest exposure on the site."

After saying this, Mr. Peng picked up the water, took a few sips, and waited for Zhu Quan to say something.

"Actually, I didn't think too much about it. I was more interested in the history of the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties. I read more materials and wrote them for fun." Scratching his head, Zhu Quan began to make up stories. People are wrong, but they don't lie. If they say it's their own personal experience, will anyone believe it?
Then you have to take him back and do a slice study.

"This is also the reason why this novel became popular. Many authors are thinking about how to construct the plot, how to dig holes, and how to make readers pay for it, but they don't realize that this is actually a detour."

"A good novel must have thoughts, and it needs to express something. It may be a collision of consciousness, or it may be a resistance from the bottom. Those good-looking novels written purely for good looks may become popular for a while , but they are destined to be forgotten in the hearts of readers!"

Having said so much, he had already finished smoking one cigarette, and Mr. Peng lit another one. It seemed that he was also an old smoker.

This made Zhu Quan wonder, is this cigarette really so good?

"It's getting too far, let's get back to the point!" Maybe he realized that he should not talk about these serious topics when meeting Zhu Quan for the first time, so President Peng planned to talk about something serious.

"This time your copyright is actually within the scope of the auction, because if you insist on selling it, we have to respect your opinion as the copyright owner. After all, we are just a platform, and you are its first owner!"

"Peng Boss, no more, no more!" Remembering Aunt Chang's words, Zhu Quan quickly interrupted him.

What to sell, Aunt Chang said, there is only one bottom line, that is, you can't sell it, and if you sell it, you will lose money!
"Oh? Is it really not for sale?" Mr. Peng looked at him with a smile, "Several bosses have already greeted me, and they really want this copyright, and the price is not low. You, don't want to hear this quotation?" Mr. Peng continued to bewitch him with a smile of a wolf grandmother.

"Then, just listen to it?" Zhu Quan was still a little curious, what is this copyright worth?

"You kid, let me tell you, but my opinion is the same as yours, it's not suitable this time."

"Then I will withdraw it from the scope of this auction. During this period of time, you should write well and improve the quality. We will gradually increase the promotion and promotion of this work." Exposure is not only in the online literature circle, but also in the film and television circle, the game circle, and if possible, the history circle.”

"All in the historical circle?" Zhu Quan was a little stunned. What does this have to do with history?
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 Ahem, this chapter is a bit sensitive, I don’t know if it will be harmonized~~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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