Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 293 - 298 Custom Edition of Diana: Her True Story

"Well, I admit that ’Jane Eyre’ is a world classic, but I prefer ’Harem Boleyn Family.’"

"Exactly! ’If nobody loves me, I’d rather die than live.’ How can that compete with ’Then I will destroy your dynasty’? That’s cool!"

"I agree with what the female readers are saying! ’Oliver Twist’ made me sleepy."

"I thought the orphan would grow up to be somebody big and get revenge on those people, but there wasn’t anything like that in the end!"

"If that was a work by Wang Jian, there definitely would have been revenge in the end!"

"No matter what the media says, I’m still going to read web novels!"

Inside the office of a website in Flushing,

Wang Jian, Tom, and Lehman glanced at the readers’ comments and then simultaneously turned to look at the television screen.

"I just want to quietly develop the web publishing industry, does Viacom Group really need to go this over the top?"

Compared to the film and television industries, the publishing industry is just a small piece of the pie.

To use political tactics for such a trivial profit, to deal with a small website?

Wang Jian rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly, "They really have no sense of martial virtue!"

"At least," Tom let out a long sigh of relief, "our readers still support us."

"What’s the use of that?" challenged Lehman, raising an eyebrow and pointing to the unusually frequent reruns on NBC, "At this rate, it will gradually become a media focal point."

"Once the news is fully fermented, the chances of the issue passing are pretty significant!"

"What about Goldman Sachs? Don’t you own a part of CBS’s shares?"

"You said it yourself, it’s only a part." Lehman shrugged, "Goldman Sachs’s influence in media isn’t enough to trigger a media battle."

"Unless... there’s a significant turnaround, the CBS management might agree to report news contrary to NBC."

Wang Jian, of course, understood what Lehman meant.

He hesitated, but decided to compromise.

"Sigh, looks like I need to change the outline for ’Diana: Her True Story’."

Wang Jian sipped his coffee and tossed a document into the shredder.

Then he took out another document and handed it to Tom.

"Fax this document to Prince Charles."

"Alright." Tom took the document and hurried off.

Lehman watched him leave, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

Soon, he thought about the events that were about to unfold and the influence Wang Jian currently had in Silicon Valley.

"Mr. Redstone, thank you very much!"

"In a way, you’ve really done a big favor for me and Mr. Jeff Bush!" Lehman thought to himself, pleased.

...

"Prince Charles, you have a fax."

Inside Buckingham Palace in London, a servant hurried into Charles’s study.

The crown prince reluctantly shifted his gaze from the computer.

After all, once you put aside your preconceptions, this kind of alternative novel was quite captivating.

Britain, under King Arthur’s leadership, preparing to steamroll Europe, to accomplish Napoleon’s grand deeds?

Oh, no!

It should be "Conqueror," Alexander’s grand deeds.

To hell with that damned ’Continental Policy of Isolation’!

France, Spain, and even Church Country trembling under Great Britain’s artillery fire, that’s what should be happening!

Charles turned to look at the servant, but in his mind, he still imagined himself as "The Once and Future King" Arthur.

Ugh...

Why was the servant male and not a witch?

He shook his head vigorously, finally bringing his attention back.

"Your Highness, it’s a fax from New York."

How would that bestselling author, whose mind brimmed with whimsical ideas, write his own story?

Charles thought for a moment and found it quite difficult to come up with a narrative that would please both himself and Diana’s camp.

He took the document with great interest and began to read it closely.

"This...the wedding just takes place immediately, skipping all the events before?"

Charles looked carefully at the manuscript and discovered that in the bestselling author’s setting, he and Princess Diana were completely strangers to one another.

On the eve of his wedding to Diana, he had almost fled London to escape the marriage...

"At that time, Camilla was already married. I didn’t have such thoughts..."

As Charles continued reading, he found that in the outline, the reason he married Diana was because it was the only way to inherit the throne.

Moreover, he was not lusting after power but aiming to restore the endangered honor of his family.

Uh...

Charles pondered for a moment and murmured to himself, slightly puzzled, "Is this supposed to be about myself?"

However, this character setup did turn out to be quite satisfying.

And Diana?

She was portrayed as a noble young lady who never followed convention and possessed an extreme personal charm.

She enhanced the reputation of the Royal Family in her own unique way.

In the meantime, all sorts of unexpected events unfolded, all of which Diana resolved without harm befalling her.

And this also led his mother and father to further acknowledge this noble girl.

So, what about Camilla?

Prince Charles had already forgotten his original intention of reviewing the draft and began to scrutinize Camilla’s character with a nitpicking attitude.

"I’m curious to see how you’ve written her to be likable to the public."

Soon, he came across the Chapters that featured Camilla.

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Prince Charles’s blinking rate decreased unconsciously as he read this part of the content.

"Camilla has become a modern woman who refuses to be influenced by her surroundings and seeks to escape the decadent life of the nobility?"

She was willing to leave everything behind just to find a humble apartment to live in obscurity?

And she ended up in a chaotic mess while trying to prepare fish and chips because she couldn’t scrape fish scales?

In the midst of this, Camilla serendipitously encountered him, incognito and out for a breath of fresh air?

"Oh my goodness!" Charles exaggeratedly drew a cross on his chest.

The pen of a writer is truly miraculous...

Can a novel that everybody globally somewhat understands still be written without any villains?

No, that’s not right, there are villains.

Charles mused over this for a while and a slight smile crept across his face.

"The villains are the feudal traditions of the nobility that everyone loathes now, as well as the Prime Minister Mrs. Thatcher, whom everyone wants to curse!"

"Ha-ha!" With this thought, Charles laughed so hard he could hardly stop.

Drying his tears, he turned to the dumbfounded waiter and gave an order.

"Send an invitation to Viacom Group’s special correspondent in London."

"Tell them, I’m ready with my speech!"

"Yes!" The waiter nodded in agreement, ready to leave.

"And..." Prince Charles added, "invite some of the journalists from the News Group subsidiaries as well!"

Isn’t it the usual tactic of the media to edit interview footage?

"Inviting multiple media outlets is a preventive measure!"

Charles glanced at the draft in his hands, feeling very pleased.

"Let’s consider it a small compensation for such a spectacular change ’for king and country’."

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