I am a writer

Chapter 116
The folk customs are simple and the scenery is beautiful, like a paradise.

Qin Chuan thought that the ancient city of Fenghuang would be full of tourists during the Spring Festival, but he didn't expect that there were only two or three big cats and kittens.

The ancient city is as quiet as ever, and people seem to have returned to the past.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

Qin Guoan fiddled with the micro camera that hadn't been turned on for a long time, and took pictures on the stilted building by the Tuojiang River.

Xie Yunmei is his model.

On the contrary, Qin Chuan, the guy who hates walking the most, was strolling leisurely along the old streets paved with bluestones. Occasionally, there were snack baskets placed at the street corners. Many people no longer lived here.

Only a very small number of businesses are still open during the Spring Festival, and the aroma of glutinous rice and wine that wafts out is intoxicating.

When he was tired from walking, he ordered a cup of tea at a small tea stand by the side of the road and watched the gurgling river flow eastward little by little.

Red lanterns, door gods, reversed Chinese New Year characters, and occasional firecrackers reminded him that it was Chinese New Year.

Unexpectedly, the entire ancient city is not a scenic spot, there are really many people living here.

It's so lively to invite friends and companions!
Qin Chuan wanted to experience boating on the Tuojiang River, but the weather was really cold, so it was enough for him to sit on the bank and watch.

"It's not that border towns are better than border towns!"

There is no emerald green, no Tianbao and Nuosong, no romantic folk songs, everything is only mountains and waters.

While the owner of the tea shop was adding water, he asked, "Boss, do you have a dragon boat race during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Dragon boat races? It's gone for more than ten years! Nowadays, young people are basically not at home."

"What a pity." Qin Chuan shook his head in disappointment.

He didn't know whether he should destroy the tranquility of the ancient city of Fenghuang and even Xiangxi. Once such a beautiful place is set foot by the public, it will definitely lose the true charm of the ancient city, but at the same time, it can also revitalize the ancient city.

With the big river flowing outside, Qin Chuan took out the tablet computer and matching Bluetooth keyboard from the backpack.

Maybe coding has become a habit.

Even when he was away on vacation, he couldn't help but want to start writing.

Although the online version of "Zhu Xian" is still being serialized, the finale has actually been written, but the unbooked publishing company will not go to work until after the Spring Festival holiday.

So now Qin Chuan began to sort out the knowledge reserves needed for "Dragon Race".

This is indeed a commercial masterpiece, but it doesn't mean that Qin Chuan started it without any preparation.

He had been thinking about these questions the past few days.

Now it's finally time to fix the problem!
Perhaps everyone has a lonely and passionate dream when they are young, dreaming of becoming the master or savior of the world.

But the moment I opened my eyes, I had to accept the fact: we are all just ordinary people.

It is because we are born ordinary that we yearn for the extraordinary.

Novels give people enough room for imagination, especially those novels with a strong sense of substitution will allow readers to be on the scene, grow up with the protagonist of the novel, and experience various magical and exciting adventures together.

The new world can make people call the wind and rain and become extraordinary people.

The name "Dragon Race" can be seen as a fantasy theme.

What can you think of?
Nothing more than youthful enthusiasm.

But the protagonist of "Dragon", Lu Mingfei, is not a hero who can fight one against a hundred, but is just a lonely and weak child.

Qin Chuan feels that a large part of the charm of this novel is that the protagonists it portrays are not tall and omnipotent images, but close to life and every reader who reads the novel!
The teenagers will cry, despair, decline, embarrassment, and heartache, but they will also go forward bravely and fearlessly in front of the dragon.

"There's a dead child in everyone's heart."

This sentence is a sentence written by the author Jiang Nan in the book.

The so-called dead children refer to those children who are lonely and have low self-esteem.

People who dare not talk to others, dare not play with others, and long for friends.

Under the witness of readers, Lu Mingfei, a dead child, will slowly grow from a young child to an independent teenager.

And when the readers are reading the book, these characters will also grow up with the readers and fade away their ignorance.

This is the meaning of youth literature - growing up with you!
Obviously this does not mean that "Dragon" can only be written for young people in their teens and 20s. People of every age group can be satisfied in this novel.

Teenagers can see youth, youth in their 20s can see resistance, and people in their 30s can see the oppression of life after resistance.

Qin Chuan has already made plans to publish one every year, just to accompany the readers to grow up.

It is common for him to be urged by others to change and send blades, and he will not take it to heart at all.

What you can’t get is always in turmoil, and you can’t finish writing it all at once, that would be too wasteful.

Write one "Dragon" each year, and then the rest of the novels.

For the rest of the novels, try to end with one book, and there will be no such situation as one, two or three.

Write it together, so as not to be aesthetically fatigued.

Since it is decided to end "Dragon Race" in the third part, the outline needs to be set up carefully.

After all, "Dragon Race 5" was still being updated when Qin Chuan crossed over.

There are many holes that have not been filled, and the specific settings of Jiangnan Old Thief are not known.

So the content he wrote may be quite different from the original version!
If he hadn't crossed over, I don't know if he consumed Jiangnan to death, or he asked his grandson to burn the book for himself when Jiangnan finished the manuscript.

The most difficult part was the outline. Qin Chuan frowned tightly, and there were traces of forehead wrinkles!
Writing books makes one grow old.

Copying is not easy either.

"If you can get the outline done during the Spring Festival, that would be really thankful!"

Qin Chuan planned to revisit the original text of the novel after returning to the inn later.

The time in the overclocking state of the brain is not enough at all, and can only be exchanged with diligence points.

For him who has a hoarding habit, it is like cutting a knife.

During the holidays, you can't get at least 8 points of hard work every day. It will only be issued when he is writing a book or preparing for it now, so he can't make ends meet!

Fortunately, I had hundreds of points in my hoard, and I could return 5 point by exchanging 1 points for an hour every day.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

I don't dislike it at all.

Just as he was making preparations on the tablet, a teenager in the teahouse came over curiously.

Obviously the teacup was still full of tea, but the kid pretended to add some water and then asked, "Are you a writer?"

The young man in the ancient city had never seen such a person.

Instead of looking at the scenery, I sat in the teahouse and typed on the keyboard.

Qin Chuan looked up at the simple boy, and said with a smile, "Yes, I am."

"Are you writing about our Phoenix?"

"Not yet."

"We also have a bookstore in the city. Can I find your book?" The young man was a little shy. "I also want to be a writer, but my composition is terrible."

"It should be possible. The title of the book is "Life Grows, Hates Water and Changdong."

The readers who come to your door are not cheating for nothing.

At such a young age, you should read this kind of novel to experience the dangers of society and people's hearts.

The young man was surprised and said: "I know this poem, it is Li Yu's "Meeting and Happy", right! Our Chinese teacher taught us to recite it. Your book must be beautiful!"

"Of course it's very good-looking. Many brothers and sisters are looking for me."

Looking for him is not to sign, but to kill people.

Qin Chuan didn't feel any guilt at all. He successfully helped Fenghuang Ancient City Bookstore sell a book and made a huge contribution to its growth.

He couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up, he's such a helpful person!
(End of this chapter)