Chapter 1415 Argument (Happy National Day~)
Zhang Heng originally thought that when he entered the door, he would be surrounded by people, but he did not expect that except for a few people near the door who noticed him, the rest of the people basically had no reaction and were still doing their own things.
The debate in the room has reached a fever pitch. Zhang Heng has already recognized a certain fantasy best-selling female author who spoke before. However, her opponent, Zhang Heng, a man with a red neck and a high-pitched expression who is giving advice, does not know. His origin, just judging from his appearance, he should be a poet and novelist active in the seventeenth or eighteenth century.
In addition, a man with beard and slicked back hair also joined the debate. He also stood opposite the best-selling female writer, "I have read your novel, ma'am, with all due respect, I have only read three I can’t stand it anymore. I think any kind of creation should be based on my own life experience, because only the truth can move people. Before I wrote "Moby Dick", I worked as a sailor on the sea for four years, and also followed a whaling ship. Go to sea together.
"I looked at those strong men who made a living on the sea, and how they defeated fate and dealt with the storm. That's when I made up my mind to write a story about them. However," the bearded man's voice deepened. Go on, "This book had a mediocre response at the time. I guess no matter what era, what everyone likes to read most are those weird and popular stories with no connotation."
"My story also comes from my own life. I just put a layer of magic on it. I believe Mr. Gandalf must agree with me." The woman turned her attention to a slim figure with a full head. Looking for allies in the white-haired old man.
And the latter lived up to his expectations and said, "Fantasy is a type of literary subject. Behind the absurd story at the beginning, there are also hidden the true emotions of the creator." He seemed to have thought of something, sighed, and gave himself Pour another glass of red wine.
"But still, entertainment value is greater than artistic value." Another voice said, it was a Jewish-looking man with big eyes, a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and slender ears, making him look a bit like a vampire, "I I don’t care about the readability of the article, because my work is first of all for me to explore the value and meaning of life. As for whether others can understand it, what does it have to do with me?
"My first teacher always told me that storytelling 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 exaggerated and absurd writing techniques, but this kind of Things are not meant to impress the general public.”
"That sounds too arrogant." The woman frowned.
"But genius is inherently arrogant." The Jewish man spread his hands.
Just when everyone was noisy, someone finally noticed Zhang Heng who had just walked in, and shouted, "Great, there is a new face here, he must be a newcomer who has just arrived in the salon. We should ask him the opinion of."
"Please do it, I don't care anyway." An American man, who was lying on the sofa, puffing away smoke, holding a girl in his arms and dressed like a hippie, yawned.
But besides him, there were still many people waiting for Zhang Heng's answer.
Although he knew that his words would be scoffed at and even displeased by many people, Zhang Heng still did not hesitate because he had already thought of the answer to this question before he entered the copy, "I want to write a book." Books that everyone loves to read and become popular quickly.”
"boring!"
"This kid has gone astray!"
"This is too polite a statement. It should be said that it is hopeless."
"Another piece of shit! Who invited you here? Today's newcomers are too utilitarian." Some people immediately shook their heads after hearing this, looking distressed, as if Zhang Heng had done something treacherous.
However, on the other hand, some people were pleased with Zhang Heng.
"well said."
"I think this young man's wish is good, and no one said that everything that is popular is wrong. Don't forget that even you guys who are tough-talking, your works have become popular after your death."
"…………"
Zhang Heng has long been mentally prepared for this. If placed in a traditional game, this is probably a lineup selection event. After the lineup is established, people in the same lineup will increase your favorability. On the contrary, the favorability of people in the opposite camp will increase wildly. drop.
Of course, some players want to be able to get away with both sides. When encountering this situation, they can play tricks and ride off the wall. If the operation is done well, the favorability of both sides will not rise or fall.
But this is not necessary for Zhang Heng, because he did not lie and what he said before was his truth.
"If you want to discuss the novel's popular tips, you can come to me. I live in Room 207." The fantasy best-selling female author said enthusiastically. After a pause, she said mysteriously, "You have time tomorrow morning. Well, I can also introduce you to a person. He is the greatest writer in human history. Everyone knows it. The plays he created are well-known to every household. Until hundreds of years later, they are included in every novel we write. There are echoes of his story.”
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 literature and no second in martial arts, but Shakespeare can indeed be regarded as the most influential author.
If you can listen to Shakespeare personally explain the writing method of novels, you will definitely benefit a lot. Even though Shakespeare wrote the plays based on the market environment and audience preferences at that time, the methods actually have something in common, and Shakespeare's plays have experienced Lasting for hundreds of years, this is probably the real popularity.
And just when Zhang Heng was about to sit down and chat with the fantasy best-selling female author, the messy hall suddenly became quiet.
Then everyone's eyes gradually focused on the fireplace. The firewood inside had started burning and crackling at some point.
Zhang Heng then noticed a look of excitement on the face of the best-selling fantasy author. She sat up straight and said to Zhang Heng, "Here we go, let's start."
"What started?"
"A monthly salon story meeting." The fantasy best-selling female author blinked, "The winner can meet the owner of this place, have dinner with him, and then... be qualified to leave here."
"leave here?"
"Of course, although this place is very nice, you can eat and drink, and you can meet many masters, both living and dead. Everyone gathers together to talk. Well, of course, sometimes they also exchange insults like just now , after all, every author has his own characteristics and insistence. If it is so easy to be persuaded by others, then there is no need for us to do this line of work, but no matter how good the place is, we will get tired of it after living for a long time."
The fantasy best-selling female author seemed to have thought of something when she said this, "By the way, how is your writing level? Although it is difficult to have an evaluation standard for this kind of thing, the owner here still found a way to grade everyone. I'd say it's probably between lv2 and lv3, what about you."
Zhang Heng glanced at his character panel, where his writing skills were still at level 0.
"It looks like I have to stay here for a while." Zhang Heng said.
Come, tell me what delicious food you ate today...and remember to exercise more tomorrow, otherwise you will gain weight.