Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 97 Pamphlet

In the continuous London drizzle, in front of the British branch of Random House.

JK Rowling, with her hand, caressed the author’s commemorative edition of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone" over and over again, her heart filled with a mix of emotions.

Now, the next time someone asked about her profession, she could proudly declare herself a "writer."

And she no longer had to repeatedly explain to her parents and friends about publishing books online.

She tucked the physical book into her embrace with a smile, then opened her umbrella and leisurely strolled in the rain.

Meanwhile, in the suddenly chilly New York, Wang Jian was sitting in his office, listening to Tom’s work report.

"Thanks to Random House’s massive publicity, ’Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ has made it onto the bottom of the bestseller lists,"

"And, its first day’s sales numbers are at the top of the fiction sales charts."

Then Tom, looking somewhat troubled, glanced at Wang Jian before continuing.

"As for the organizer of sales for the printed version of the novice writing guide, we still have no leads."

"All we know is that in the major bookstores of New York, someone is selling them on the sly."

"As for other cities, although it’s not as widespread, there’s a sporadic presence."

Wang Jian thought about the man he had encountered in the bookstore yesterday and couldn’t help but be amused and frustrated.

"Is there really someone crazy enough to spend fifty US dollars on that?"

Tom shrugged with a smile and explained, "Because when publishers reject a manuscript, they generally only say it doesn’t meet the requirements, without evaluating the content of the work."

"So many young writers who are just starting out don’t reflect on the story itself but think that there’s a problem with their writing skills."

"They believe that in bestsellers, there must be some unknown rules to study."

"Their obsession is about like those who study lottery numbers."

Wang Jian tapped his fingers lightly on the desk and voiced his own doubts.

"But I’ve seen writing guides in bookstores going for no more than twenty US dollars."

"Why would these people spend fifty dollars on something that’s not even published?"

Tom thought for a moment and replied, "First, could it be because of mysticism? Publicly sold items aren’t as credible as those privately taught, right?"

"Second, we have to admire these sellers."

At this point, there was a hint of helplessness in Tom’s expression.

"They’ve closely linked that item to ’Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone,’ claiming that single mother JK Rowling wrote the captivating story only after receiving guidance."

"This directly led many people to buy the ’writing guide’ and then another copy of ’Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ to take home and study closely."

It’s just that the story itself is very interesting; it’s the writing method that wasn’t suitable for publishing online.

Wang Jian first furrowed his brows tightly, but then his frown relaxed.

"So, this means that the thing is actually having a positive impact on the physical sales of ’Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’?"

"Of course," Tom replied with certainty, and then asked, "So, should we continue to investigate the sales organizer?"

Wang Jian weighed the pros and cons and finally said, "Let it be."

He flipped through the booklet silently and shook his head.

The seller, to deceive the public, had made certain modifications to its content.

For instance, the description of the environment and the psyche of onlookers on the full pamphlet was explained as padding the word count to achieve the goal of making money.

But in the pamphlet before him, the purpose at the end was omitted.

Now, the slightly useful part of the pamphlet might just be emphasizing creativity, the golden three Chapters, and "levelling up, fighting monsters, picking up treasures, magic academies, and auctions."

If these things were spread out, they probably wouldn’t have much impact.

Probably, right?

Wang Jian thought for a moment and then shook his head.

He then indifferently turned on his keyboard and continued updating "Extreme Heavenly Demon."

And in Los Angeles, a scriptwriter named Paul Shuering walked out of a film production company looking distraught.

His script had been rejected again.

But what unsettled him more was news from a friend in the television industry that in New York, a TV crew was also shooting a series with a "Prison Break" theme.

The script was adapted from a novel posted on a website.

Moreover, this website had brought in Wall Street giants for a joint investment.

And their viewing platform was already confirmed to be the CBS network.

Was his own script going to die unborn?

Paul Shuering walked towards his apartment with a sense of unwillingness.

As he sat in his study, looking at his computer, a surge of determination washed over him.

No, he couldn’t give up just like that!

He had to look at the serialized work and find the similarities to modify his own script.

This way, even though the themes were the same, it would just be a case of coincidental creative overlap.

Then there was still the possibility of his script being filmed.

With that thought, he rapidly opened his computer and searched for the "Prison Break" novel.

A few minutes later, as Paul clicked on the homepage of the novel,

He relaxed.

The novel’s protagonist was a woman.

But then the storyline that followed caused him to frown deeply and even begin to doubt himself.

He had thought it would be a female version of "The Shawshank Redemption."

To portray the unhappiness of prison life more delicately from a woman’s perspective.

But the result...

He held his script and compared it with the novel.

His script had been rejected, while the novel was already being filmed.

"Could it be that this style is already outdated?" Paul muttered to himself.

Was he, in his prime creative period as a scriptwriter, already falling behind the times?

This was something Paul Shuering couldn’t accept.

He shut down his computer, ready to take a random walk on the street, while pondering things over.

About half an hour later, as Paul walked along Mulholland Drive, he was still deep in self-doubt.

Forget it, let’s go to the bookstore ahead and look at something else to clear my head.

When Paul entered the bookstore, he noticed many large posters.

"Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone"?

That name seemed familiar...

That’s when a sleazy young man approached Paul, "Brother, are you troubled by constant rejections?"

Paul nodded subconsciously, and the sleazy man began to drone on.

"In reality, there’s nothing wrong with our stories; we just haven’t grasped the writing formulas," he said, pointing at a poster for "Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone."

"The author of this book was just a single mother who caused a sensation online after receiving guidance."

"Now, not only has Random House desperately obtained publishing rights, but many film and TV companies are also fighting over the film and television adaptation rights!"

"Film, television adaptation rights?" Paul murmured to himself.

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