My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 154 The power to decide what people see
As we all know, many fan works emerged in ancient my country.

Romance of the Three Kingdoms can be considered as a fan fiction of Records of the Three Kingdoms, Gao E's fan fiction of Dream of the Red Chamber even went so far as to turn the Tiangang against the Heavenly Gang, and Water Margin can be considered as a fan fiction of The Story of Xuanhe in the Song Dynasty.

As for Water Margin itself, its fan adaptations are even more famous. In addition to the surrealist critical masterpiece Jin Ping Mei, there is also the abstract Qing Dynasty magical adaptation fan work such as Outlaws of the Marsh.

Huazhou's literary style was flourishing, commercial writing developed rapidly, and various schools of thought emerged one after another, including fan fiction. The term "fan fiction" was derived from the meaning of "same people doing different things" and appeared in Huazhou on its own.

It’s just that the birth of this category is inherently sinful.

It would be fine if you wrote fan fiction of some historical stories or ancient legends, but if you wrote fan fiction of Huazhou's popular masterpieces, wouldn't you be using the original work's chicken to lay your own eggs?
In Huazhou, readers will even spend their own money to place advertisements in newspapers and write short essays to attack their opponents. In such a place with abundant literary virtues, even integrating ideas is considered plagiarism, let alone the same people?
Boss Ye had tried to launch fan works before, but there was too much resistance from all sides. Even if he persuaded his own authors to agree to the authorization, the fan works he wrote would still be reviewed word by word by the fans of the original works. In a place like Huazhou where the boxing wind is fierce, promoting this type of work is really not worth the loss.

However, male-oriented magazines have not yet formed a readership base, let alone the so-called fan culture.

"Yes... Therefore, I think that if Li... Well, if the Director wants to increase the acceptance of works targeting men, can he persuade Long Batian to agree to the authorization of the same works?"

Before Li Bailong could reply, Aozi in his mind objected fiercely.

"No! I don't fucking agree! You can't fucking do this!"

Although the author of the imperial book is Li Bailong, Aozi often boasts that "I was present when the outline was drawn up, and I participated in typing and writing the text", openly regarding himself as the second author.

If the work is the author's child, then he truly feels that "Legend of Huangji Zhantian" is the joint crystallization of him and Li Bailong - after all, the willpower has to be shared equally!

Aozi's worries are not groundless. After all, Boss Ye's bookstore uses Danmei as its main selling point, and as the original author, Li Bailong also finds it difficult to accept.

However, in front of outsiders, his identity is Director Li, a famous Huazhou author Mo Feng, so he could only groan and say, "I've heard of the style of the authors under Boss Ye. I've also seen the likes of "Double Guns" and "The Wife of a Noble Family". If the style of the Huangshu fanfiction is of this kind, I'm afraid Long Batian will find it difficult to accept it."

"There are also clear water ones! No meat!"

Boss Ye said hurriedly: "We can even leave a lot of space and talk about friendship!"

He even offered a suggestion: "And you don't have to look only in small shops... you can look elsewhere! Write a story with a female protagonist, for example, a girl who hates the book accidentally enters the world of the book!"

"..."

Damn the boss of the female website! Why do you have such a good imagination!
Li Bailong became interested.

Most importantly, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

——Will other authors who write fan fiction about my book give me a share of the profits?

Tell Aozi this guess.

As a selfless male mother who loves her child, Aozi hesitated for half a minute and said, "If there is also the power of will to take it... Long Zhantian cannot be... This is my bottom line!"

Great! It's like "My dear son is favored by a rich man, and if you agree to do him a favor, he can bring an astonishing amount of financial resources to the family."

What a dog that has seen the power of will! You lowly male mother!

Li Bailong thought about it and decided to assign another task to Jiang, the migrant worker he hired to write code, tonight.

——Hello, madam, I want to make a short story for you. It’s paid. I’m a student. Can I just give you a virgin kiss? If that’s not enough, I can give you two more kisses.

Having made up his mind, he turned his attention to Boss Ye.

"Compared to this, I am more interested in your night visit." He said calmly, "I heard that among those who opposed me before, Boss Ye and Zheng Xiuyuan were equally determined and regarded me as an enemy. Why did they vote now?"

Under his gaze, Ye Cha calmed himself down and decided to tell the truth.

"Businessmen hate risks and only want to bet on both sides. I came here today just to be a fence-sitter and have secret dealings with you. If you win in the end, you will always leave a bowl of rice for me in consideration of my small contribution."

He lowered his head and said, "But I just saw Old Zheng, Zheng Xiuyuan, kneeling outside. Although he was servile, he was obviously planning to confront the governor with a tough attitude. There must be promises and instigation from the Cao Gang behind this."

Having said that, Boss Ye sighed heavily.

"I thought he was just lucky and happened to be spotted by the Cao Gang and got in touch with them. I didn't expect that this wealth was even more profound than I imagined. This guy kept his mouth shut and never told me..."

"He has already staked his life and property on the Cao Gang. Given the Cao Gang's reputation, he will definitely get a reward for confronting the governor today. So if the Cao Gang wins, from now on, the literary world in Huazhou will be dominated by Old Zheng forever. Even if I join the Cao Gang now, I will not be trusted. I will most likely be used as cannon fodder, caught between the Cao Gang and the Bureau Chief, and tossed back and forth..."

Ye Cha sighed and laughed at himself: "After all, I have been fighting with Old Zheng for more than ten years. Today, I saw the chief deal with him with great generosity, and I felt a bit sad. But seeing that he has completely turned to the Cao Gang, thinking about the benefits that the Cao Gang promised him and the rewards for this matter, I feel a bit jealous..."

Li Bailong listened for a while before he understood.

After thinking for a while, he asked directly: "What do you want?"

"If I win this battle, then there's nothing to say. I should be able to have everything that Zheng Xiuyuan has."

Ye Cha scratched his head and said carefully, "I am a humble person, but I only want to ask for one thing... If you make a mistake this time and lose, I will have no place to stay in Huazhou since I have already chosen my side. No matter where you go in the future, please take me with you... I am willing to be as loyal as Chen Botang."

Li Bailong laughed out loud.

"You are a bookseller, but you have left your family and business to come and work for me?" Boss Ye took a deep breath. He knew that this interview had reached a critical moment.

“It’s just a businessman’s intuition.”

He said softly, "The last king Zhao recruited was unrivaled in the world, able to save the world and stop the turmoil. A few years later, when King Zhao recruited a new king, he sent this extremely talented person to Huazhou to compete with a group of booksellers. I have never been able to figure out the reason, but since it involves King Zhao, there must be a major reason for this matter."

"The arrival of the Cao Gang confirms my suspicion that a real struggle is taking place in the court that I cannot understand. Although it is still difficult to understand, considering the many actions of the adults in Huazhou, I dare to guess... It may be related to the matter of educating people."

"Because, since taking office, the Director has done a lot of things, and has had many wonderful ideas, but to summarize them..."

Boss Ye glanced at Li Bailong quietly, gritted his teeth, and his heartbeat quickened.

He suppressed his great fear, took a deep breath, and said, "Your Excellency is only competing with us for a power - the power to decide what the people see."

Li Bailong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Boss Ye kowtowed directly, touching his head to the ground, and said quickly: "So, Your Excellency needs many authors, and also needs people who are good at dealing with authors. One Chen Botang is not enough."

He stopped here.

My heart was pounding.

Zheng Xiuyuan, this old dog, has always had a strong gambling habit, and his son is the same!
Getting involved in such a big thing and trying to take a big gamble, don't you think about the way out?

Ye Cha slowly clenched his fist.

He seized the opportunity and also thought of a way out.

King Zhao is a man of the most tenacious character in the world. He is indomitable and will accomplish what he has decided to do. So even if Li Bailong is defeated by the Cao Gang this time, King Zhao will send him somewhere else and try to help him make a comeback and continue his unfinished business.

Therefore, even if Boss Ye loses the bet, the most he can do is to abandon his family business in Huazhou and follow Li Bailong away. He can still get the chance to make a breakthrough in the future by getting help from someone who is always there for him!

After all, I've never heard of King Zhao mistreating his subordinates!
And you, Old Zheng, if the Cao Gang loses, what use will you be?

Today, I, Ye Cha, will bet with you on this one! Let's see who can kill all four sides and who can roll up the curtain and fall apart!
"I didn't expect that there is a talent like you in Huazhou."

When the director's voice sounded, Boss Ye was startled at first, and then he looked relieved.

The sweat then gushed out and fell.

"Get up."

"Yes, yes..." He stood up quickly, "I obey your command."

Li Bailong looked at him for a few seconds and sighed, "It turns out that the president of this poetry and prose association is not you, but someone as disloyal as Zheng Xiuyuan has usurped the position. It's obvious that our Tongwen Bureau has not done its job well."

Boss Ye had coveted the position of chairman for a long time, but now when he heard the promise, he was not very excited.

He bowed and said, "I am willing to serve the Bureau Chief and do more for you, my Lord."

"There will be a chance, but for now, let me deal with a certain traitor who is colluding with out-of-state forces."

"Yes, Zheng Xiuyuan was reprimanded by the adults, but he did not repent. Instead, he pretended to be arrogant outside the government office and deceived the world..." Boss Ye immediately expressed his loyalty, "Why not let my subordinates go out and scold him away."

Li Bailong waved his hand.

"This guy wants to use moral kidnapping, kneeling outside, pretending to be bullied by my power, to guide public opinion and win sympathy so that the Cao Gang can take over calmly... Damn it, he is really looking down on me by playing this trick on me."

He ordered: "Someone come!"

Soon, the door of Tongwen Bureau slowly opened.

Zheng Xiuyuan, kneeling in the night, looked up subconsciously, but did not see the figure that made him both frightened and daunted. He only saw eight officers from the Tongwen Bureau carefully carrying out a table.

Offering on the table is the emperor's uncle's golden medal for conquering the emperor.

That is the seal of the regent, which, in a sense, represents the authority of the royal family.

The men put the table directly in front of him.

"The governor has ordered you to kneel before the royal authority, reflect on your disloyalty, and enumerate your sins... Confess to His Majesty! Let the people of Huazhou see!"

Zheng Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this, and was about to stand up in horror.

However, the next moment, a force of energy came down, and the officer from the Tongwen Bureau stepped forward with a cold expression.

"What?" he asked faintly, "Do you not want to kneel, or do you think you are not wrong?"

(End of this chapter)