In the United States, you may not know who the President of the United States is, who killed Kennedy, or whether Martin Luther King was black or white, but you must know, who is Stephen King?
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Stephen King is a legendary figure, an American Jin Yong-style master, and a best-selling author known as the "King of Horror".
By writing horror novels, he not only established his own "kingdom of horror", but also got involved in the entertainment industry, adapting his novels into TV series and movies, almost all of which became popular. It is said that in terms of the rate of original works being adapted into movies and TV series, Stephen
King can be ranked second, and the first is Shakespeare. Indeed, many people have been obsessed with his movies even though they have not read his books, the most famous of which are undoubtedly "The Shawshank Redemption" and "The Shining".
But what interests Yi Feiyang the most is that this guy actually earned hundreds of millions of dollars in royalties by writing horror novels!
What his aunt did was even worse than robbery!
Then Yi Feiyang came up with a bold idea. Since Stephen King can make hundreds of millions of dollars by writing horror novels, why can't he?!
Picking up Stephen King's short horror novel collection from the supermarket shelf, Yi Feiyang said: "Fat man, pay the bill!" and walked away.
The fat man yelled from behind, "Why is it me again?! I don't have money... No, Ah Yang, what time has it been and are you still interested in reading novels? Boss, let's discuss it, can we get 40% off? 20% off too
Okay!" The fat man took off his shoes and took out a few wrinkled US dollars from the insole...
"Poor, my private money, this damn Ayan!"
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As stowaways, the kennel where Yi Feiyang and Fatty lived was definitely not a high-end apartment. Of course, it was not a cozy cabin, but a dilapidated old apartment.
This old-fashioned apartment is said to have a history of more than a hundred years. It was already standing here when there were still a large number of black slaves in the United States. It has been repaired and repaired, and it can still be the owner. It is really a miracle.
Miracle.
Every time Yi Feiyang slept in his nest, he wondered if he would be buried by the sudden collapse of the house.
A great hero would rather die in the arms of a beautiful woman than die in such obscurity.
Yi Feiyang and the others lived on the third floor of this small apartment. When they were walking on the corridor from the second floor to the third floor, the fat man was still nagging, saying that Yi Feiyang was not doing his job properly. It was already this time, so why did he buy some crappy novels?
Complaining about his private money, Yi Feiyang turned around and gestured to the fat man to silence him.
The fat man understood what it meant, so he had to shut up and stick out his tongue.
As the "renter", Mrs. Lawrence is a good person and never presses for rent in person. But for a freak like Yi Feiyang, if you are a bad guy, he will be worse than you. If you are a good person, then he... he will be very embarrassed.
I owe you money. So Yi Feiyang and Fatty walked lightly and tried not to disturb Mrs. Lawrence who lived on the second floor.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Suddenly, poof!
There was a little fart that was melodious and melodious, like a serenade.
The fat man hurriedly covered his butt, "I'm sorry, I ate a big plate of soybean cake in the restaurant before..."
Yi Fei danced his fists like he was performing a pantomime.
The fat man stuck out his tongue and acted innocent.
Fortunately, there was no movement in the room on the second floor.
The two continued to move forward quietly.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Seeing that we were almost reaching our destination, suddenly, meow!
A cat meow broke the carefully created tranquility between the two.
"Oh, damn!" Yi Feiyang cursed fiercely, and the familiar Italian purebred tabby cat in front of him quickly got into the room next to him.
Then, as expected...
"Is it my dear Yi?" Mrs. Lawrence's kind voice came from the room.
Yi Feiyang could only scratch his scalp and said with a dry smile: "Yes, it's us. I'm sorry, Mrs. Lawrence, we came back a little late. Did we wake you up?"
"Oh no, it's okay." Mrs. Lawrence pushed the wheelchair out of the room. The little tabby cat on her knee was playfully scratching the beard at Yi Feiyang and the others.
"Ahem, um... we owe you the rent..." Yi Feiyang decided to confess, "I may have to pay you later..."
"Oh, it's okay." Mrs. Lawrence smiled, "Although you haven't lived here long, I know your character very well... For example, this worn-out floor would have been repaired earlier if you hadn't helped repair it.
It was scrapped.”
Yi Feiyang shrugged, remembering that he had gone through a lot of trouble in the past to repair these broken floors. "By the way, Mrs. Lawrence, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping?"
"Me, I'm so happy that I can't sleep. My granddaughter Anne will come to see me soon! Haha!" Mrs. Lawrence said with a smile.
Yi Feiyang didn't know how to comfort this lonely old lady. Mrs. Lawrence often said something like this, saying that her granddaughter was coming to visit her, and from time to time she told Yi Feiyang and others about her granddaughter's naughty things when she was a child.
However, this granddaughter never showed up. Yi Feiyang even wondered whether Mrs. Lawrence was old and suffering from hallucinations, so she invented a well-behaved and charming granddaughter.
"Look, Yi, my granddaughter is only a little younger than you, but she is a beauty. You can tell from her cute name, Anne Hathaway, haha, she also dances very well...
Do you want me to introduce him to you?" Mrs. Lawrence liked this Chinese young man very much. He seemed very charming no matter what he said or did.
Yi Feiyang knew that the old lady was joking, so he said: "Okay, if she is as charming as you, I promise that I will pursue her and let her be my girlfriend!"
The fat man was careless and reminded from the side: "We don't have that yet... why are we chasing a girlfriend?"
Yi Feiyang kicked him, and the fat man finally woke up and said hurriedly: "You are handsome, so you should pursue a girlfriend... Mrs. Lawrence, do you have a granddaughter? Can you introduce one to me?"
Lawrence chuckled, "I only have one granddaughter, but I also have some fruit salad here. Do you want to try it?"
"Okay." The fat man was filled with joy and was about to rub in. Yi Feiyang grabbed his collar and carried him back, "No, Mrs. Lawrence, it's very late. You should go to bed early. We have to start work tomorrow!"
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"Well, Yi, good night."
"Good night."
The fat man was unhappy and muttered in a low voice: "I was fired a long time ago, and you still have a shitty job!"
When they left, the little tabby cat on Mrs. Lawrence's lap meowed again. Yi Feiyang turned around and yelled at it. The little cat suddenly got into Mrs. Lawrence's arms, and then stuck its head out, as if to provoke... Back
When he got to his kennel, Yi Feiyang couldn't wait to read Stephen King's novels. The fat man was heartbroken and fat, so he buried his head in sleep.
The reason why Yi Feiyang wanted to read Stephen King's novels was mainly because he wanted to see the pattern of American horror novels.
However, Yi Feiyang soon discovered that there is a big difference between American novels and Chinese novels. Specifically, American novels place great emphasis on psychological description.
Yi Feiyang understood that it was okay to let him make up stories, but his writing skills were...
But I can’t control that much!
Someone who decided to plagiarize had information about Stephen King flashing through his mind.
It is now 1998, that is, next year his new work "The Green Mile" will be put on the big screen and become another classic in Hollywood movies; in addition, there are "The Mist" and "1408 Phantom".
"Jian" and several other dramas.
What would happen if I took Stephen King's story that would be made into a movie in the future and turned it into a short story to sell?
It can be said that "The Mist", "The Phantom of 1408", and "The Miracle of the Green Mile" were very good at the box office and reputation in the previous life, especially the "Miracle of the Green Mile" that Yi Feiyang loved very much. He even watched it
No less than five times.
What should we do? I love these three dramas so much. Which one should I rewrite? Yi Feiyang hesitated for a while and finally said, let God decide.
"Point to the soldiers, point to the thieves, whoever you point to will be the one!" Yi Feiyang pointed back and forth in the three dramas, and finally chose the target - "1408 Phantom Room".
The story of this play tells the story of Mike, a horror novelist who likes to explore haunted places with scientific equipment to collect writing materials. This time he chose the Dolphin Hotel, and despite the strong dissuasion of the hotel manager, he stayed in the hotel where many people had lived.
Room 1408 is where the guest committed suicide, and then the truly horrific things began...
Just do it.
But soon Yi Feiyang discovered to his dismay that there was a pen at home but no paper!
"Oh my god, your mother! You don't want to kill me, do you? You just gave me hope, and now you hit me so deeply! But I won't give in. I just want to show you how easy I am.
Feiyang must get ahead!" Yi Feiyang furiously waved his fist at the thief, and then started looking for paper everywhere.
Soon, he found a lot of...dunning notes!!!
There are all kinds of reminders in various names, including reminders for electricity bills, water bills, gas bills, and telephone bills. In short, there are a lot of them! These reminders are from the previous house owner.
The owner and the unlucky guy left them; of course, some of them belong to Yi Feiyang and Fatty. Although they don't have ID cards or green cards now, it doesn't stop people from urging them to pay!
Yi Feiyang sighed, look, what kind of life is he living?! He flipped open the back of a reminder note and was surprised to find that it was completely white.
"It's not bad, at least I can still write!" Yi Feiyang decided, this is his creative paper!!!
A great work does not lie in what kind of paper it is born on, but in how attractive its story is.
Yi Feiyang comforted himself.
One day, these collection notes filled with my stories will be collected by many museums!!!
