I am a Big Player-Chapter 55 - . Strong demand for daily serialization of
Chapter 55: 55. Strong demand for daily serialization of Kunlun_1
Chapter 55: 55. Strong demand for daily serialization of Kunlun_1
Li Luobo waited by the sports field to continue scolding Ren He, but as soon as Ren He finished his run, he walked away with an old man…
Walked away…
This simply couldn’t be tolerated! Did he have no regard for his own homeroom teacher?
But in reality, most people who enter society and look back at the term “homeroom teacher” think of it as an authority figure during their school days, but after graduation, it’s not such a big deal.
However, Li Luobo suddenly froze. Why did that old man look so familiar? He taught Chinese and enjoyed writing articles in his free time, but his submissions drowned in a sea of manuscripts at newspapers and magazines…
But in China, anyone who has paid attention to the literary scene would inevitably know of Zhou Wumeng!
Li Luobo was filled with shock. Why had Zhou Wumeng come to the school to find Ren He? Could the two of them be related?
He had never considered Ren He in terms of literature. What kind of writing could come from such a problematic student? He himself had written all his life, and the newspapers still rejected him. What qualifications did that kid have?
So he had already concluded that Ren He and Zhou Wumeng were related!
Li Luobo wondered if he should get to know Zhou Wumeng through Ren He. He always believed that his manuscripts were buried, not that he lacked talent. Li Luobo slowly walked toward the office, his mind occupied with thoughts of meeting Zhou Wumeng through Ren He and then making a sensational debut with his writing…
However, reality would prove that he was thinking too much…
Ren He and Zhou Wumeng sat in a breakfast shop, with Zhou Wumeng in his reading glasses, sipping soy milk, and engrossed in the new chapter of Kunlun on his phone. Hardly the image of a literary master!
As Zhou Wumeng read, he tossed a document bag to Ren He, “Sign it, it won’t scam you. We’ll follow the ‘Three Character Classic’ model. You must write Kunlun well. This novel will bring you unimaginable returns. There’s a cultural gap in our era. Any slightly outstanding work will stand out because people need these. Their leisure life is too lacking. After their material life improves, they will inevitably pursue spiritual pleasure. The timing of Kunlun’s appearance is perfect—it’s like saving everyone’s leisure life.”
Ren He did believe this point. If Kunlun was really that popular now, its income might not be lower than that of legendary books. After all, in the past life, for several years, the top of the author’s rich list was dominated by hardcopy book authors. And now, in the year 2005, network literature had yet to truly take off; mainstream was still hardcopy literature.
However, if the legendary book could really reach the zenith later on, it wouldn’t be much worse. Yes, Ren He’s expectations for the legendary book were far beyond what those authors at Prosperous Chinese Network could imagine. In their eyes, the legendary book might just be a craze, giving Ren He the capital to sprint for the highest godly position. As for becoming the supreme god, maybe that would be left to the second book.
After all, there was no precedent for becoming a god with a single book on Prosperous Chinese Network! Not one!
However, Ren He didn’t think so. In his view, the legendary book hadn’t really flexed its muscles yet, the real push would come at the million-word milestone!
Some people don’t read serialized novels, only paying attention when they are complete, or they find the word count too low and aren’t satisfied.
So many people are fattening up this book, waiting for it to reach a certain word count before they start reading!
Zhou Wumeng spoke earnestly, “I’ve met many so-called geniuses. Some have photographic memories, some enter prestigious universities at 12, but in my opinion, you’re probably the most talented person I’ve ever seen. Yet with great ability comes great temptation, because they have too many choices. That’s why some people veer off the path in life. I hope you can truly appreciate your own talent.”
Ren He felt a bit embarrassed. It was a bit much to admit he was a genius, considering he got to copy novels as a task in exchange for his talents.
And besides, writing novels was, after all, just a side job…
“You say bringing him back to life is just to revitalize the Chinese nation’s literary and artistic undertakings, that’s giving him way too much credit.”
However, Ren He didn’t have the heart to dampen Zhou Wumeng’s enthusiasm and could only vaguely promise to make sure he updated Kunlun promptly!
After Zhou Wumeng saw the update and left contentedly, he repeatedly requested that Ren He must send him the draft for review immediately after finishing each segment of the story…
Once Zhou Wumeng had left, Ren He staggered back to class where Xu Nuo whispered to him, “You’ve been pretty brazen lately, huh? Skipping class first thing in the morning?”
“Li Luobo told me himself that I could skip class,” Ren He said with righteous indignation.
Little Fatty Xu Nuo was obviously stunned, “That cool? How’d you manage that?”
“You’d probably get the same deal if you jumped from a building a few times,” Ren He said, shrugging his shoulders.
This was basically risking one’s life to skip class. Xu Nuo thought it over and decided that attending classes quietly wasn’t so bad after all.
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The moment Ren He sat down, he sneakily passed the folded letter to Yang Xi. This feeling of having a school romance was a bit thrilling; it felt like the two had a little secret they didn’t want others to know about too easily.
However, neither of them had seriously brought up this matter, nor had anyone explicitly rejected it.
It was like the orange sunset in the evening clouds, blurry, soft, warm.
Yang Xi was surprised at the speed at which Ren He composed songs. Counting the one for Jiang Siyao, how many had he written by now?
Last night, Jiang Siyao sent over the demos of three songs. One reason was to share with Yang Xi, and the other was to have Yang Xi pass them along to Ren He and see if he had any suggestions for better arrangements.
Of course, this was just a simple gesture. Jiang Siyao had thought about it, creating the music and the finalization through arranging were quite different after all. A high school student like Ren He, who had never been inside a recording studio, might not have any meaningful suggestions even if he made them.
But for some reason, Jiang Siyao still held a sliver of hope.
Yang Xi opened the paper and glanced at it. The main melody of the song appeared in her mind as soon as she saw the sheet music—it was beautiful! Almost instantly, Yang Xi was moved, as if the song itself had its own magic.
But the style of the lyrics was a bit weird…
Indeed, to many people, Jay Chou’s music felt like magic. Naturally, there are also plenty who don’t like it. This is all normal; no one is liked by everyone, and no one is disliked by everyone.
Even Guo Moruo, the person Ren He despised the most, a typical shameless litterateur, lascivious, lowly, traitorous, and opportunistic, had once been inexplicably liked by some people.
This kind of thing is like flies being attracted to filth—no reasoning at all…
Ren He thought for a moment and passed another note to Yang Xi, “I have to sing this song for you, otherwise you may not know what it’s really like…”
While Ren He was chasing the girl, the entrance to the Capital Journalism Group was suddenly blocked, and a huge banner was hung at the door: “Strongly demand the daily serialization of Kunlun!”
