Lu Weifu upstairs

On the same day, Wuhan.

Looking out from the window of the study, you can see a large expanse of plum blossoms that are as pink and white as mist.Wuhan in early March is still cold and rainy, but the plum blossoms are in full bloom, which can make people's mood clearer.

"Zhao Xin," Professor Zhao walked into the study after seeing off Uncle Xu and Aunt Qiu, "how is your knee these days?"

Zhao Xin patted his knee: "Very good."

"It seems that the acupuncture last time is still effective? The weather forecast says that it will rain in Wuhan during this period, why don't we go again, and I will call tomorrow to make an appointment."

"It's okay, Dad, it's fine if you can't make an appointment... I don't need to go out during this time, and the house is not humid."

"I was thinking..." Professor Zhao didn't finish speaking, and smiled, "I'm a little drunk, I'm going to sleep for a while, and there will be a meeting in the college in the afternoon."

As soon as Professor Zhao left, Professor Yin came in again, holding a pot of tea in his hand: "This is fruit tea made from black tea, ah, drink more when you write updates, black tea keeps the cold away."

Zhao Xin lifted the lid of the pot, stared at a pot of reddish-brown liquid and said silently: "...Mom, don't be too busy, go to sleep for a while."

"Remember to drink! Once you write something, you don't care about anything, and you don't listen every time you tell me!"

"Yeah, I remember."

Both parents went back to the house and went to sleep. In this quiet and warm afternoon, Zhao Xin also felt a little sleepy.

He usually doesn't live here, but lives in another house in the next unit—it's also very close to his parents.But even though he doesn't live here, his parents made the house warm enough: the school's family building is an old house without heating, so they put electric heaters in every room.Wuhan is humid, so the air conditioner is turned on and dehumidification bags of various sizes are hung at home all winter.As soon as Zhao Xin came, his parents first put a warm baby on his knees, then stuffed a hot water bottle into his arms, and finally put a fluffy cushion on his body.

I'm afraid that he will freeze, or that the cold and moisture will enter his knees.

Zhao Xin stretched out his hand to pinch his knee, through the thick fleece pants, he could still touch his protruding kneecap.His knees were thinner than ordinary people, but compared with those two thin legs, they still looked much more normal.

His calves and feet below the knees were unconscious.

When he was born, his parents were doing research in the countryside. It was a mountainous area in Hubei, and there was only one barefoot doctor in the whole village.My parents said that they were too busy at that time—there was also an element of luck, and they always felt that the countryside was beautiful and there were few people, so there should be no infectious diseases.

Zhao Xin did not take polio sugar pills, and when he was one month short of turning one year old, he was infected with polio, also known as polio.This left him unconscious below the knees.

Zhao Xin stretched his neck, turned on the tablet, and logged into Weibo.

This is the fourth day, and on Weibo, he has received more and more messages.He roughly estimated that half of his people are his fans, and half of them are fans of canned octopus—in fact, Zhao Xin doesn't like to use the word "fans" to describe those people. He always feels that he and them are just the author and The relationship between readers, and "fans" carry too much admiration and trust.But then again, when they have publicly scolded him or the canned hairtail, if they are not fans, what are they?

Boom Q: I’m really convinced, the palette is all over the face and you say we touch porcelain, canned octopus, are your fans selective blindness?

dilemma: eating melon passers-by.First of all, I haven't read the text of Donaldson and canned hairtail, but I want to say that from the perspective of the color palette, the two characters are indeed too similar (.

Nanfang Yunyu: Donaldson hugs his wife! ! !My wife writes hard every day and is bitten by this kind of mad dog. I feel sorry for TT

Xiao Ah is not Xiao Ah: If you co-authored the disabled male protagonist written by your Donaldson, others can’t write it?That Haosheng's essays are plagiarized, right?The domineering president copies the domineering president, the loyal dog copies the loyal dog, everyone is copying~

Dongbian Riying: Those who say that hairtail plagiarized should use their brains. Even if he really copied, he wouldn't be stupid enough to copy a popular author, would he?Tell me some logic, okay? ps. The old man of the original egg circle said that your Donaldson's "The Man Upstairs" is not without black material, so take it easy, children. pps. Don't ask me what the black material is, search for it yourself.

Zhao Xin opened the private message, and the red dots of the new message line after line.Many fans are urging him, canned octopus plagiarized your article, do you know this?Let me know if you know.

There are also private messages from fans of canned hairtail: Can you take care of your fans?You are also an author, you must know how much plagiarism hurts an author's reputation, right?Interested in playing dead?

Canned octopus is Azure's romance writer, and it's been very popular in the past two years—so popular that he, even a writer of Tanmei, knows about this person.Canned Hairtail released a new article last month called "President, I'm Really Wrong". The hero is a handsome and suave disabled man. He lost his calf in a car accident at the age of 15 in order to save the heroine. Ten years later, the heroine applied for the job. Went to the male lead's company, but forgot about the male lead.

This novel was very popular when it was first serialized, and Zhao Xin even saw other danmei authors chasing this novel several times on the homepage of Weibo.But when the fire is on fire, the problem arises.

Plagiarism.

More and more people say that the hero setting of this novel has copied the hero of "The Man Upstairs".

Zhao Xin hasn't read the novel yet, but read the color palette first, and there are indeed many overlaps: the male protagonists are both disabled, both have gloomy personalities because of their disabilities, both often feel inferior, and both are ruthless to the people they like , I like to watch movies alone...

But such a color palette alone can't explain the problem. Fans may not understand it, but Zhao Xin knows clearly: whether it is plagiarism, netizens can come and go and talk about the color palette, but if it really comes to professional appraisal Level, this does not constitute plagiarism at all.Not to mention intentionally or unintentionally bumping into the character design, many plagiarized articles that directly wash the manuscript and outline, are not all adapted from TV dramas and movies, have they become popular?

Not to mention "plagiarism is the biggest stain on the author". For many authors, RMB is more important than reputation, just as for many readers, good looks are more important than originality.Right from wrong is black and white - not everyone has the ability to distinguish right from wrong, not to mention sometimes, they don't care at all.

So there is no result after arguing and arguing. People will only see what they want to see.

Zhao Xin drank a few sips of fruit tea, closed the Weibo page, expressionless.

He's not going to bother with the matter until the site's officials step in.He has always felt that the most important thing for an author is not popularity, or even reputation—but words.

In this day and age, writing seems to be a very cheap thing, online novels are flooding, and the huge group of authors is like an ocean, and each author is just a drop of water.Novels with hundreds of thousands of words or millions of words can be seen everywhere. Words are like water in a sponge, and there is always a squeeze—but because of this, words are not so worth cherishing.

Cruel?But looking at it from another angle, in ancient times, it might only take a big fire to make a poem disappear from the world.But now, novels published on the Internet can at least last for a long time—even if they are locked, deleted, or banned by relevant departments, they can still be circulated secretly.

In the Internet age, every word written by an author will be remembered by the Internet, no matter whether it is read or not, and how many people read it, these words are always there.

So Zhao Xin thinks that even if his words are not cherished by readers, at least they are worth cherishing by himself—every word is his proof and memory as an author, and he is responsible for every word of his own.And because of this, as an author, all he can do is one thing: write.

Donaldson writes, so Donaldson lives.

Two days later, Zhao Xin saw the internal notification of the match.

The most grand event of 2017, co-organized by Weilan Network, is an unprecedented competition mode in the online literary world-to put it simply, the two companies will send three authors, a total of six authors, to write solitaire.Among the six authors, there are four established authors and two newly promoted authors. Interestingly, they were all anonymous during the competition.

The authors work together to complete a story, and one author updates every day, six days a week, and no update on Monday.The order in which authors are updated will be determined by a lottery, which changes weekly, with a Monday draw.

Solitaire novels adopt a paid reading model. After the competition, the two websites will calculate the average number of subscriptions of the authors' eight updates, add the amount of readers' rewards received by the authors, and the ratings of senior editors and professional scholars to obtain Total score of the six authors.Among them, the number of subscriptions and the amount of rewards accounted for 65% of the total score, and the scores of editors and scholars accounted for 35%. No.1 will receive a reward of 60 RMB and many website promotional benefits, No.2 will receive a reward of 10 RMB, No.35, and the remaining three will receive 1 RMB each.

This is an exciting enough competition, and Zhao Xin has already anticipated the grand occasion during the competition: fanatical fans will reward the author frantically, and countless new accounts will be registered to increase the number of subscriptions.Authors are placed in the situation of artists, all they have to do is to please readers with words.

The phone vibrated twice, and Xu Yihan sent a WeChat message.

Have you seen our format?How about it, are you interested?

Is the canned hairtail copied or not?It's very fierce now, and the new articles on canned hairtail have been getting negative points.

Zhao Xin simply replied to his first question: Yes, I'm not interested.

As for the second question, he really couldn't answer it, because he didn't read the article on canned octopus—to be precise, he closed it after reading a few pages.The text of the canned hairtail is very fluent and the language is smart, but as the author, he can see at a glance how playful and flattering the attitude behind the text is: the heroine was blocked at the company's door by the underworld because of debts, the handsome red X generation president Sitting in a wheelchair, he calmly called the family forces to solve the problem for the heroine, but then humiliated the heroine afterwards—what a joke and flattering story.

While in a daze, the phone vibrated again.

It wasn't Xu Yihan, it was Long Li, the deputy head of the danmei group of Weilan Internet Literature.

The WeChat chat box shows that this is the first WeChat message from Long Li. In fact, Zhao Xin can't remember the last time they communicated.

Long Li said: Are you really not responding?Now someone on the Internet is already picking up... that matter.