Chapter 233 The best adaptation!
"Why is it named Peng Erzhuo?" Liu Yong was confused. In the original work, it was a certain person from Yi, a person from the same county.
No name.
Before, Wei Erxiao played a trick on the waiter, what is Peng Erxiao doing this time? Whether it's a homophone or an inversion, I still don't understand what it means.
Compared with the obscure name, the adaptation elements are very obvious, and many characters have been added. Three old people in the village, A, B and C, are experienced and knowledgeable.
A: "How can a cow fly? This is impossible!"
B: "It's hard to say. For example, if your cow gets sick and dies, or if it runs away and is Someone stole it. Didn’t your money for buying the cow go away?”
C: “Ah, you have a cow?”
Interesting. interesting! Liu Yong remembered the original work, so he seemed quite excited. In the adapted version, the reason for selling the cow became to listen to the old man's words.
“The original story is to teach people not to doubt dreams and not pick up lost things. After Gu Lu changed it, it has become the hottest topic at the moment. You have to live your own life.”
"No matter how experienced and knowledgeable the three old people are, it doesn't matter. If they completely believe in other people's words, they will only make a fool of themselves."
"Especially at the end, when the three old men know that Peng Er's words are very like that. "
How can you describe so well the "evil people" in life who stand up and talk without pain in just a few words?
Comparing the words of A, B and C, Liu Yong thought it was a stroke of genius.
Let’s continue with the second article... Wait, Liu Yong seemed to have thought of something, went to his bookcase, took out "Liao Zhai" and rummaged through it.
Finally, in the Liaozhai catalog, I found "Peng Erzhuo". It's true. Peng Erzhuo is the protagonist in one episode of Liaozhai. It is also a short story about Peng Erzhuo who was put into a luggage bag while walking. , until his companions rescued him, he was still confused and didn't know what happened.
"Absolute!"
Liu Yong stood up suddenly and walked back and forth, "If I hadn't watched Liao Zhai again a few days ago, I would have been fooled."< br>
"Just transfer the name of the protagonist from another chapter. Peng Erzheng is passive from beginning to end in the story, which just fits the theme of the rewrite and has no ideas of his own." Liu Yong marveled, "Gu Lu I am so familiar with "Liao Zhai" that I can easily pick it up."
Liu Yong likes the new version of this kind of story, especially the revised core.
"Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" is famous all over the world, and has been rewritten and continued in an endless stream, but Liu Yong can guarantee that this work is the best one so far, with so much ingenuity hidden in the name of the protagonist.
Once this work is published, there will be no rewriting!
Being happy is followed by emptiness, just like the sage's time is about three minutes later, and his mood is also low.
Liu Yong sighed, "It's a pity that there are only three articles. After reading one article, there are only two works left. Why doesn't Gu Lu write more?"
Soon, Liu Yong answered himself Question, "Is it because I want to study?"
Gu Lu is different from ordinary students! Don’t spend your energy on studying, write more good works and feed readers who are mentally deficient!
"Why didn't anyone lock Gu Lu into a small dark room and make him write crazily? He couldn't finish a book and was not allowed to eat." Liu Yong sighed and sighed again.
The sigh turns into a long night, and the day fades into night.
The street lights downstairs are broken. Some people say that the cables were dug and cut, while others say that the street lights are aging and the street office needs to replace them.
Anyway, there are no street lights, so the darkness is quite scary.
"Pengpeng——" Li Guyuan shouted while knocking on the door, "It's me, open the door."
Gu Lu opened the door, "It's late at night, this is... I'm sorry to trouble you."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Guyuan carrying a plastic bag with some mud stains on his trouser legs.
"Youzi, my mother insists that I give it to you. Quickly, please be discerning and pick it up." Li Guyuan said.
Hurrying to help, Gu Lu led Li Guyuan through the door.
"This is brought from our hometown. Liang Pingyou, do you know?" Li Guyuan said, "You can't buy such an authentic one outside."
Liang Pingyou, Gu Lu knows it, Liang Ping in the fog city The specialty product seems to have been selected into the national list.
There were seven or eight grapefruits in the plastic bag. Li Guyuan said, "Originally, my mother insisted on letting me carry two bags, but when I thought about it, there was only one person in your family and I couldn't eat more. You said it was No."
"What you said makes sense." Gu Lu accepted it unceremoniously, "Let's go, I'll take you downstairs."
"Shit - I'll move. I'm so tired, why don't you let me take a break?" Li Guyuan said, "I just finished my evening self-study, and then my mother sent me here without eating. Huang Shiren is not like you."
"It's too late. I'm worried that it won't be safe for you to go home." Gu Lu said, "You haven't eaten? Come on, I'll treat you to a big dinner." He eats at school, or goes to a restaurant after going home for a break. Anyway, he doesn’t have much food in the refrigerator for glutinous rice balls.
"No, I'm not very hungry, and my mother makes soup for me every day. If I don't finish it, I'll be scolded." Li Guyuan said, "What's more, between us twins, we talk about These. ”
After chatting for a while, Li Guyuan was almost rested.
Get ready to leave.
He reminded Gu Lu to bring a flashlight.
"Your road is really dark, and the street lights are all broken. Fortunately, I am familiar with you, otherwise I would have stepped into the pit."
Hearing this, Gu Lu looked subconsciously. Looking at Li Guyuan's left foot, isn't it stained with mud?
Unfortunately, it was 2012. From 2000 to 2014, there were frequent power outages in the foggy city. At the end of 2010, many places in the main city even experienced power outages for several hours.
So many homes have candles or flashlights.
I'll see you off, just at the corner of the street, a short distance away. It took twice as long as usual. After all, you have to go out to see the light of the store.
“The roads are rough, and it’s easy to step into potholes if you’re not careful.” Gu Lu walked to the station near his home and said, “I have two flashlights at home, and I will put one outside later.”
< br>"You put it outside for a while and someone took it away." Li Guyuan said, "Zhulu, don't waste this money. I have also done some [book wandering] activities before, until I heard that the waste collector went to pick up these books. If you sell them, you won't be stupid."
Book wandering is an activity that Gu Lu knows. It means putting books in public places. When you pick them up, you can take them home and read them, and then put them in any public place after reading them. .
"At least it will be useful tonight." Gu Lu said.
"You are so optimistic. I estimate that people passing by will pick it up in a few minutes." Li Guyuan said, "My car is here. Eat more grapefruits. If you can't finish them, you can use them to soak in water."
This was also the last train. Gu Lu watched Li Guyuan leave.
He returned home and picked up another flashlight and several plastic bags. The dark road section was about four to five hundred meters long, and there were two forks in the middle. Gu Lu chose the lamppost in the middle, twisted a plastic bag into a rope, tied it up and down, and turned on the light. There's light.
The quality of Gu Lu's flashlight is pretty good. After it is fully charged, it can shine for several hours.
"I hope you're still here when I get up early tomorrow," Gu Lu muttered, otherwise he would regret his sudden attempt to do something good.
After returning, I broke open a pomelo on the spot. Liang Ping pomelo was sweet and not bitter at all. I remember buying one at a fruit stall before and it was extremely bitter.
While eating fruit, Gu Lu randomly took a magazine from the bookshelf and read it.
He currently subscribes to seven or eight magazines. He usually reads books, so he only takes time off to read magazines.
Gu Lu received "New Reading" mainly because this magazine is the smallest.
I forgot to mention one thing. In the story "White Night Parade" in the last issue of Xinrui Reading, the iron pillar was knocked down, and the big devil Gu Lu ended his days of ruling the ring.
It cannot be said that White Night Parade is better than Iron Pillar. The latter's core and story are beyond ordinary popular novels.
The main reason is that "Iron Pillar" has been too long and no one remembers it, but "White Night Parade" has a good horror atmosphere and story description, so it surpasses it in one fell swoop.
The defending mechanism has this problem. As time goes by, the excitement of the main text will fade...
"Oops, I just said I forgot something, you see. Gu Lu thought that he had promised Xiao Xue to submit another article when he had time.
I remember that it was still "Singing the Moon Song in the White House" that was banned. It had been a few months... Gu Lu was a little anxious. He had just finished sorting out his cards, and there was no suspense or horror in them.
"How about I write an article myself?" Gu Lu thought, he had read so many books, it would be no problem to write an article.
The problem is, quality assurance.
Gu Lu cannot guarantee that he will become the main writer. To put it bluntly, the parallel world and the earth are just fluttering the wings of butterflies. Some places are different, and the level of entertainment has not dropped a level. As a copywriter, he has never Don’t underestimate other writers.
"There are three major horror novelists in Europe and the United States: Edgar Allan Poe, Lovecraft, and Ambrose Bierce. Except for Edgar Allan Poe, there are no other two." Gu Lu's thoughts began to diverge. Stephen King, the master of horror, how to trigger it?"
Ambrose, Gu Lu was not familiar with it, but he was familiar with Lovecraft, the writer who created the Cthulhu Mythos.
"If my guess is correct, I should have a chance to trigger Lovecraft and Stephen King." Gu Lu figured out Goldfinger's synthetic library, but there is no conclusive evidence now. Don’t mention it.
Opening "New Reading", Gu Lu started reading. Since the revision, the quality of this magazine has really improved a lot.
Half an hour later, Gu Lu finished reading and was ready to go to bed.
"There are only two weeks left, and the new issue of "People's Literature" will be released." Gu Lu counted the days before going to bed. When he put the magazine back on the bookshelf just now, he saw the newly ordered People's Literature.
Among them, People's Literature is the richest and most eye-catching.
There are still two weeks of People's Literature, but "Feeding Humanity" and "Feeding God" will be released in "SF Magazine" tomorrow.
SF Magazine is originally the No. 1 neon science fiction magazine and has no rival. In addition, in the past half month, the popularity of "Chinese Genius" and "The Strongest High School Student in History" has remained high.
With the combination of powerful forces, the popularity soared from the beginning.
"Does it mean that if we leave this Chinese man, there will be nothing left? News about him is everywhere, and science fiction novels can be written casually?" Duanmu Saburo was indignant.
Especially looking at the cover [The Strongest High School Student in History - The Strongest Science Fiction Masterpiece], Saburo Duanmu is a bit nationalistic, so he especially hates China's particularly powerful things.
It's like Duanmu Saburo hates basketball because China has Yao Ming.
Gu Lu is called the strongest high school student in history, and he is also related to basketball. It would be strange for Duanmu Saburo not to hate him.
Immediately afterwards, Duanmu Saburo made a special trip to Kinokuniya Bookstore, a three-story bookstore.
The first floor is for books, the second floor is for comics and AV, and the third floor is for peripherals. He stayed on the second floor for a while and then returned to the first floor.
As an aside, the comic atmosphere of Neon is indeed the best in the world. You can see a lot of people on the second floor, ranging from 40 to 50 years old and as young as junior high school students, standing still and reading comics.
"Is the new work of Katsudauchi Maru, the prodigy of Kyushu, on sale?" Duanmu Saburo asked the salesperson.
This Kyushu refers to the neon island of Kyushu, and the child prodigy is Kumamoto, although he is currently studying in Tokyo.
"Katsutauchi Maru's new work will be on the shelves on May 4th, so it is not available in the store at the moment. I'm sorry." the salesperson responded.
An rude man in yellow next to him interjected, "May 4th? Then isn't it the same day that the work "The Little Prince" by Chinese talented writer Gu Lu goes on sale?"
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"What a prodigy who launched a death charge." The man in yellow.
May 4th is Neon Green Day, which is probably similar to Arbor Day and is a statutory holiday.
"It's so rude. Katsudauchimaru can definitely defeat the Chinese writers. He is a child prodigy from Kyushu. His works are very beautiful and he has the style of a celebrity." Duanmu Saburo retorted angrily.
"You must be joking. If you have watched "Owl Man", you should understand that the difference between Katsudauchi Maru and Gu Lu is like the difference between Mount Aso and Mount Fuji in Kumamoto Prefecture." Huang Yi The man is an obvious fan of Gu Lu, "China has more than one billion people, several times ours, so it is very reasonable for one of us to lose to a genius."
"Baga!" Duanmu Saburo was so angry that he cursed, "Can literature be compared based on population? Katanachimaru's works will definitely win."
In order to increase the credibility of his words, he started to make nonsense, "I know Gu Lu very well. There is Gu Lu's new science fiction work in this magazine. He is only a genius in a certain area. He is not the strongest high school student in history at all. For example, the science fiction he writes is not good at all."
"Well, you also have confidence in Katsumaru, right?" Duanmu Sanlang looked around.
The sales clerk didn't say anything. He was just an employee and didn't want to get involved in customer disputes.
The man in yellow obviously doesn’t like reading science fiction novels, so he didn’t know the news, so he helped to find out a few words, “Gu Lu is good at reasoning and urban legends. It’s normal for him not to be good at science fiction. There are writers who are good at it. All types?”
The two began to argue, and finally the manager on duty was invited.
This dispute is inevitable, because Gu Lu went too far in neon...
Duanmu Saburo angrily returned to his home with the SF science fiction magazine, and he opened it to read.
His plan is to watch it first and then scold it online!
(End of this chapter)