Chapter 218: Be strong when you meet the strong
[Language of the work: x
Character creation: 7
Concept of the work: 8
Story plot: 9
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Detailed description: 8]
President Jian’s scoring system is ten points, and a passing score represents the level that can be published in a magazine.
To sum up, in his opinion, Gu Lu has four items that are higher than the magazine publication score.
The most special aspect of the rating is the language of the work - this item not only refers to the writing style, President Jian's rating range also includes writing strength, so I won't go into details.
x points, just because the language of Gu Lu's works is unknown, and he becomes stronger when he encounters strong!
As a publisher and having been in the publishing industry for so many years, I have seen various types of writers.
He murmured to himself, "If the language of the work is set at 7 points, then Xiao Gu's overall score will be one of the three highest-scoring writers I have ever seen."
Finally, I would like to add a premise: the upper limit of X points is 8 points, because I am still young and there is still a certain gap compared with many great writers.
Writing popular novels, at the top, is definitely not as good as writing literary novels.
We really can’t continue like this. Bing Guo can barely reach six points.
After thinking about it for a while, President Jian couldn't think of a good answer and found his grandson.
People of the same age definitely understand their peers better.
When his grandson came back, President Jian asked hesitantly during dinner at night.
"Makawa, Grandpa wants to ask you something. Because some of my questions delayed a writer, he is a genius writer." President Jian asked vaguely, "How can I apologize tactfully? The important thing is how to tactfully tell him not to worry?"
"Genius writer? Gu Lu?" Jian Muchuan asked immediately, "Is it because of the poor sales of "Bingguo"? Grandpa, didn’t you say before that the sales volume of Bingguo could exceed 200,000 copies?”
Jian Muchuan is in the third grade of junior high school this year. He is very smart. He guessed who it was when he heard it. After all, to him, Gu Lu is also someone else's child.
In the physical book market of the Iron Age, 150,000 copies can be called a bestseller, and 200,000 copies is definitely good.
"Good sales are not equal to good writing. Xiao Gu is too famous." President Jian shook his head, "Of course this is not good, and it is also compared with Xiao Gu's previous works. If I didn't I have been urged to write the manuscript again and again, but I am too anxious to write better.”
There is another reason that President Jian didn’t say, just write and you can get 200,000 copies, just in case Gu. What should Lu do if he becomes even less serious in the future?
As the president of a publishing house, he fully feels that the physical publishing industry is becoming more and more popular. Maybe in the next two years, as long as the author has enough gimmicks, even if the book is written as shit, he will still be able to sell well.
President Jian is very optimistic about Gu Lu's potential!
"Bingguo is very well written! I like Bingguo better than The Little Prince." Jian Muchuan expressed his opinion, "The energy conservationism of the protagonist Su Zhemu deeply impressed me, and also "You can't tell others about your expectations when you have confidence in yourself. The so-called expectations are an excuse to give up." I directly changed this sentence into my signature. "
Jian Muchuan's father is also working in the publishing industry, so the family is home. The most indispensable thing is books. He has never lacked books since he was a child.
“Is it because of this sentence that you want to compete for the flag-raiser?” President Jian suddenly said.
His grandson has excellent grades, but is very... lazy? Not really. In this era, the word "Buddhist" did not exist, otherwise it would be too suitable to describe Jian Muchuan.
Not long ago, President Jian and his family were surprised that he suddenly had a fighting spirit and successfully became a flag-raiser.
"That's right." Jian Muchuan nodded guiltily, although they were actually in love and had nothing to do with the book.
President Jian didn’t say anything, because a good book can really change a person’s mind. He asked, “Do you think Bingguo’s writing is better than that of The Little Prince?”
“ The little prince feels a bit childish, but everyone in our class likes Bingguo. My friend's catchphrase has become 'I'm very curious'. Although I didn't participate in the club activities, I feel very involved!" Jian Muchuan said, "I am very curious! "We all want to go to Wu No. 8 Middle School, especially to join Time Radio." "I also want to go to Fukou Park and see..." Jian Muchuan's words stopped abruptly.
I believe everyone has guessed that it was actually Jian Muchuan’s puppy love who liked this book and also nicknamed me “very curious”.
"There is still a big gap between Wudu education and Sijiu City. In terms of clubs, the schools in Sijiu City will only be better than Wudu." President Jian said, and he was also surprised. Is it really so tempting to students?
I have never seen so many youth campuses before... Oh, President Jian has thought it through. He has researched other youth novels, either class bullying or abortion and pregnancy. The hottest content is to attract underage readers. , would any student want to be admitted to such a school?
Impossible!
Bingguo is completely different. It not only depicts interesting classmates, campus life, but also rich community activities. It has only been on the market for two weeks, and it should be more exaggerated over time.
President Jian wanted to understand and turned the topic to business. Jian Muchuan also thought seriously about his grandfather's problem.
"It's actually very simple, as long as..."
"Wait a minute," President Jian turned on the phone to record, "Let me make a note of it. My memory is not as good as yours, Makikawa. I I’m also worried that I’ll forget it.”
“Uh——”
When Jian Muchuan heard that his grandfather was about to record, his voice became more serious.
It seems that grandpa really cares about the writer named Gu Lu.
Originally, he had a bad idea, but Jian Muchuan didn't say it out loud, which proves that one's attitude can easily influence others.
Gu Lu was currently affected, because his deskmate's "preoccupations" and "depressed mood" were about to turn into a real black mist.
King Gulu didn’t take the initiative to ask, mainly because after a semester of getting along, Gu Lu knew CC’s personality, being outgoing and weak in autonomy, so he would always ask him or Wei Jiao if he was unsure about anything.
Without this step, it only proves that what is bothering Qi Caiwei is very big and it is inconvenient to mention it to outsiders.
Since you can't ask... then, Gu Lu pretended not to notice and dropped the pen, and then when he bent down to pick up the gel pen, he made an ouch that attracted the attention of his deskmate.
"What's wrong?" Qi Caiwei asked.
“I stepped on my hand while picking something up.” Gu Lu said.
"??" Qi Caiwei's little mind was full of little questions. She asked, "How do you do it, can you step on your own hand?"
"The pen is behind me, I He moved his feet back, and then stretched out his hands. His center of gravity was unstable when he was sitting, and his raised feet fell on his hands without noticing. "My legs have their own thoughts, and I can't control them. This is not very good." Is it normal? ”
"Do you know?" Qi Caiwei whispered, "In our dance circle, this symptom of hands and feet having their own thoughts is called limb incoordination. The specific symptoms are that the hands and feet often appear in the same direction and the left and right cannot be distinguished."
Xiao Qinglong, do you know this is the end of your words? !
Although Gu Lu's hand speed is a bit slow, he is as flexible with his left hand as he is with his right hand, so there is no problem at all.
(End of this chapter)