Top class he is versatile

"I can wear it myself." Zhou You stabilized his helmet and asked Tong Chuan, "Where are we going?"

"Go to an old friend of mine." Tong Chuan took Zhou You across a small half of S City, and finally turned into a quaint alley, and stopped in front of an old music bookstore.

From the outside, the shop looks dusty and inconspicuous, but inside it is full of space.

The not-so-spacious store is divided into several areas. In addition to records and books, it also sells some musical instruments and arts and crafts. Almost all the space is used. The items are compact but not messy, and the collocation is very harmonious.

There was no one in the store at the moment, and the old man standing inside with a black beret and a saxophone was the owner of the store.

Tong Chuan seemed to come here often, the shop owner greeted him, Tong Chuan introduced to Zhou You: "This is Lao Xing, my childhood neighbor."

Lao Xing looked at Zhou You curiously, and said, "Oh, this is your heart—"

"Old Xing!" Tong Chuan seemed to be startled, and hurriedly interrupted Lao Xing, "Then what...is the piano I sent last time repaired?"

"It was fixed early!" After being successfully diverted from the topic, Lao Xing walked into the house, muttering, "You too, why did the good piano break down like that?"

Hearing what Lao Xing said, Zhou You asked Tong Chuan concerned: "Is that your guitar?"

Tong Chuan likes music. When he was in college, he participated in competitions and won a bonus. Later, he saved some money from part-time jobs, added it to the bonus, and bought more than 3000 guitars.

This price is a huge sum of money for ordinary college students, but it is not so high in the circle of music players.

There are many people who use tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of musical instruments, but because this guitar carries a special meaning, it is not bad to use, and Tong Chuan has always cherished it very much.

Tong Chuan didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, he said "hmm", and Zhou You asked again: "How did it break?"

Tong Chuan opened his mouth, and said vaguely: "I did it by accident."

"It wasn't accidentally broken!" Lao Xing came out with the guitar, pointed at the head of the piano and said, "The head of the piano is seriously damaged, it didn't break naturally, what's wrong? You used the guitar to fight?"

Seeing Zhou You's concerned gaze, Tong Chuan regretted bringing the topic up to this matter.

"It's okay, I accidentally broke it myself." Tong Chuan picked up the guitar and tried the sound, his brows gradually relaxed, "Great, it's the same as before."

Lao Xing proudly said, "Isn't that so? It doesn't matter whose craftsmanship it is? It must be protected this time. I don't have so many violin necks here for you to change."

Fearing that Lao Xing would talk too much, Tong Chuan responded twice, and quickly took Zhou You aside.

"Are you really okay?" Zhou You asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Tong Chuan smiled in relief.

In order to prevent Zhou You from digging deeper into this topic, Tong Chuan said: "My manager, Sister Yao, likes to collect records, especially some old records, the sound worn by the years has a special texture.

"Seeing that her birthday is approaching, I thought of giving her a record as a gift.

"The problem is that I've only been with Sister Yao for a while, so I don't know which one to choose.

"So I want you to help me choose."

Tong Chuan listened to Zhou You a few songs that Yao Guyu usually likes to hum, and he can probably guess the type of music that Yao Guyu likes to enjoy.

Under Lao Xing's recommendation, Tong Chuan selected some records and played them one by one.

Zhou You listened to it again with him, and finally picked out three popular and good-sounding records.

Tong Chuan joyfully put the remaining records back on the shelf, turned around and saw Zhou You looking in the direction of the bookshelf in a daze.

"What are you reading?" Tong Chuan walked over and saw a whole wall of novels on the bookshelf.

The colorful cover, the clumsy title of the book.

Tong Chuan: "?"

"Old Xing, do you still sell this kind of book here?" Tong Chuan picked up a copy, "The Double-Faced President's Only Lover?"

Lao Xingyuan replied: "It's for making money."

Tong Chuan was puzzled: "Does anyone buy this kind of book?"

"Don't underestimate it, the sales volume of this book is not low," Lao Xing said solemnly, "I remember that the author made hundreds of thousands of dollars when he serialized it, and later signed a contract to shoot a TV series, and the copyright fee was in the millions. "

Tong Chuan didn't understand the novel industry, so he was shocked after listening to Lao Xing's introduction.

Zhou You was also shocked.

He didn't know that writing novels could make so much money.

The expressions of the two juniors were "opened", and Lao Xing said proudly, "Don't you know? Don't look at the title of this book. Good Gouxue is also about technology!"

He gave examples of the book's character design, conflicts and refreshing points, as well as the author's itchy dissection technique, which really makes people want to see the content of the next ten chapters immediately after reading it.

Tong Chuan took a breath, and said with a complicated expression: "You really understand..."

Lao Xing said proudly: "Isn't that right? I've chased after the serial, and it was still the number one author's reward list back then."

Tong Chuan: "..."

I can't see it, Lao Xing.

Zhou You picked up "The Double-Faced President's Only Lover" and flipped through it.

The contents of the article are all his knowledge blind spots.

Tong Chuan also glanced up, the content was as bloody as the name, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop reading it?" Tong Chuan wanted to take back the book in his hand, but Zhou You asked Lao Xing, "Are there any other novels that sell better?"

Tong Chuan: "?"

Seeing that he was interested, Lao Xing enthusiastically recommended several best-selling novels, and also brought two private books, and gave Zhou You his favorite book.

"The Domineering Demon Venerable Falls in Love with Me", "The Tyrant's Unlimited Love", "The Cold-Faced General's Beautiful Wife"...

Just seeing the title of the book, Tong Chuan felt that he couldn't describe it in words.

And Lao Xing, the list of books you recommended seems to be a bit wrong?

Zhou You was not picky, so he picked up a bunch of books recommended by Lao Xing and began to read.

"Why are you suddenly interested in novels?" Tong Chuan asked.

Zhou You watched while answering: "The teacher of the brief history of film development recommended me a part-time job, writing novels."

Zhou You had no interest in writing novels before, and he never started writing.

Until he learned about the income of the novel from Lao Xing.

Damn, it's a heart-pounding feeling.

Of course, he knows that every industry has a pyramid structure, and there are very few people who are extremely profitable.

That's why he wanted to know what's so special about these best-selling novels, and tried to learn from them.

Tong Chuan felt even more strange: "Wait a minute, isn't Jiu Jia going to sign you? Why are you still writing novels?"

"Ah? This?" Zhou You thought very seriously, "Because I don't have a salary after signing the contract, I don't know when there will be an announcement... And what if I don't get popular?"

With his family's situation, Zhou You didn't dare to put all his eggs in one basket, and it was the safest thing to do a few more preparations.

"You will definitely be popular!" Tong Chuan hurriedly said, "You are so smart and kind...everyone will like you."

"Well, thank you, Tong Chuan." Zhou You smiled lightly.

Zhou You looks the best when he smiles.

Tong Chuan was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he turned his head away in a panic to cover up his gaffe.

"But I may not be suitable for writing these things." Zhou You roughly flipped through the books recommended by Lao Xing, such as the grievances of wealthy families, business elites, happy friends... Zhou You didn't understand, so he couldn't write.

He looked around the bookshelves again, and he could see that Lao Xing was somewhat obsessive-compulsive. Not only were the types of books classified according to style, but they were also arranged in order from small to large.

Looking at the book classification, Zhou You once again expresses the feeling that "the current novels are really good".

But this is also good, and his choices are wider.

Lu Xun said that all narratives are authentic, and what they have heard, seen, and experienced personally, becomes fresh because of the realism. *

Imagination is the imaginer's reflection of objective reality. It is the first time to write a novel, and Zhou You feels that it is better to write about themes he is more familiar with.For example, the reason why Cao Xueqin was able to write meticulously about the daily life of the big family in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is inseparable from his background.

Cao Xueqin was born in a white-clothed and coated family in the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Qing Dynasty. He is the grandson of Cao Yin, a Jiangning weaving company. Detailed basic necessities of life.

Zhou You tried to find the subject matter he was good at in the novel section.

He quickly read the pig raising novels from last time, and there were other novels such as "I'm Farming in Heaven", "Shen Nong's Retirement Life", "All the Stars Are My Fields"...

"These books..." Zhou You took down a few books to read, and after reading the contents, he did not expect that the protagonist in them was actually farming.

Zhou You's eyes lit up: "I will do this!"

Among other things, he has been doing farming since childhood.

Tong Chuan glanced at the title of the book: "Is it Gengtian Wen? My high school roommate really likes this kind of novel."

"Chang Tian Wen?" Zhou You asked, "Is it widely read?"

"Of course there are many!" Tong Chuan wanted to talk to Zhou You for a while, and when he encountered a topic he knew, he continued, "People in our country love farming in their bones, and they don't want to go to outer space. Do you have to think about whether the moon soil can be used for farming?

"This kind of novel has a relaxed writing style, and readers will be particularly satisfied seeing the protagonist's harvest.

"Of course, some farming novels don't write about farming, and those that describe the protagonist's leisurely life can be considered a kind of farming essay..."

After his lecture, Zhou You gained a new understanding of the farming literature.

Zhou You fell into deep thought, and Tong Chuan asked, "What? Do you want to write farming articles?"

"Well," Zhou You looked eager to try, "I want to try."

……

After Tong Chuan sent Zhou You back to his residence, he had to go back to City A.

He stayed in City S for too long, the driver who parked downstairs hurriedly urged him, Tong Chuan didn't even have time to say a few more words to Zhou You.

But we will meet again soon.

He got in the car, and as the figure in the rearview mirror disappeared, Tong Chuan slowly suppressed his smile, and soon returned to the state of keeping strangers away.

When he returned to the company and had to face the bloody storm again, he simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, and fell into a light sleep.

A few hours later, the driver reminded him that he was in the place.

Tong Chuan got off the car, and as soon as he entered the artist's dormitory, he had a face-to-face meeting with those guys who were always fighting against him.

The other party glared at him unfriendlyly, Tong Chuan just smiled, and casually weighed the guitar case in his hand.

The person on the other side seemed to recall some bad memories in an instant, his complexion changed, his arrogance lowered, he muttered twice, and walked away despondently.

Tong Chuan smiled coldly, and returned to his room with the guitar on his back.