The acquaintance was none other than the male writer who had previously participated in the recording of a variety show on Hunan Satellite TV with Wen Ying.
The male writer's real name is Mu Fan, and his pen name is "Fansheng". He became famous a few years before Wen Ying, and has published several novels. In the past two years, Wen Ying has suddenly emerged, while the sales of Mu Fan's novels have gone downhill. The latest works and Lan
Whale's "Crown of Thorns" was released at the same time, with an initial printing of 300,000 copies, and sales were lukewarm.
Mu Fan likes to listen to gossip and has a good attitude. Although his books can't be sold, he is not jealous of Wen Ying who is currently popular.
Whether a novel can sell well or not sometimes has nothing to do with the writer's writing level.
In the information age, selling books is inseparable from marketing.
Marketing pieces, or even marketing writers themselves!
Mu Fan is quite aloof at heart. When he first debuted, he was willing to let the publishing house manipulate him. In the past two years, he has become more and more arbitrary. He doesn't listen to the publishing editor's arrangements when selecting materials. After the novel is released, he refuses to cooperate with the publicity. The publishing house can't do anything with him.
Under such circumstances, Mu Fan's new book can still print 300,000 copies for the first time, all relying on its previous fame.
It is rare for Mu Fan to go against a publishing house like this. When Bao Lixin was the editor-in-chief of Chengdu Literature and Art Publishing House, in order to persuade Wen Ying to obey his arrangements, he even used Mu Fan as an example.
——If you don’t listen to the publisher, the writer will only go downhill!
Wen Ying did not agree with Bao Lixin's concept, and afterwards she read all of Mu Fan's novels.
From Mu Fan's famous work that became a hit back then, to the latest work on the market.
After reading it, Wen Ying came to a conclusion: the decrease in sales was not because Mu Fan's writing was getting worse, but on the contrary, Mu Fan's writing was getting better and better!
This kind of good is not the kind of good that caters to the aesthetics of public readers, but has changed from focusing on the market to focusing more on "literariness".
At such a young age, Mu Fan has been slowly adjusting his creative direction towards the word "depth".
He is transitioning from a best-selling author to a mere writer.
After reading Mu Fan's latest works, it was no surprise that Wen Ying met Mu Fan in the liberal arts college.
"Go, why don't you go? Let's talk while walking."
Mu Fan laughed, "You really want to eat in the cafeteria, I thought you would go out to eat. This training class of ours is very lively and the relationship is very complicated. I guess you don't know the situation very well."
Wen Ying only made up her mind a few days ago whether she wanted to come here to further her studies. As a high school student, she usually stayed in school and did not have close contact with her peers in the literary world.
The only person Wen Ying is most familiar with is Mr. Fu.
Mr. Fu's age and identity obviously meant that he would not gossip with Wen Ying.
Wen Ying nodded honestly, "I really don't understand. I'm waiting for you to explain it to me."
As Mu Fan said, most of the students who came to the training this time chose to eat out. Looking around the cafeteria, only Wen Ying and Mu Fan looked like students, and there were several faculty members from the School of Liberal Arts eating.
As soon as the two sat down with their plates, Mu Fan told Wen Ying the first tidbit: "I bet you don't know that there is a blue whale on the preliminary list of our training class this time!"
"With her?"
Wen Ying was shocked, "Why is she here?"
Mu Fan chuckled, "Of course she can come. She made her debut through an essay competition. It was the first competition with Mr. Fu as a judge. Blue Whale is cheeky and can be said to be Mr. Fu's student. In terms of her background in the literary world, she is definitely
She is really talented. In addition, she has published two novels, so she is definitely qualified to apply."
Wen Ying suddenly felt that there was too much vinegar in the cucumber salad in the cafeteria tonight, and it was so sour that her teeth hurt.
Good guy, the "essay competition" Mu Fan talked about was initiated by Wen Ying, and she herself was the judge.
What do you mean by shooting yourself in the foot? This is it!
"But she was not on the final list."
Wen Ying emphasized this point.
Mu Fan looked at Wen Ying's expression carefully and was very puzzled: "Yes, she is not on the final list. I thought you found someone to remove her. It seems it's not you?"
Mu Fan's heart felt empty and uncomfortable, and Wen Ying couldn't laugh or cry: "How could I have such ability? If you hadn't mentioned it just now, I wouldn't have known that Blue Whale was on the preliminary review list."
Not everyone can come to this training program at the School of Liberal Arts.
Students come from three pathways.
First, each provincial writers' association has a recommended quota.
Second, each provincial youth league committee has a quota of recommendations.
The third is the personal recommendation of a famous literary figure.
Wen Ying got her quota through the third way, but I don’t know which way Blue Whale used it?
Candidates were submitted through the three channels at the same time, and the School of Liberal Arts had to carefully screen them. The final list was very different from the preliminary list. Some of them were rejected by the School of Liberal Arts because of their inferior qualifications, and some were due to the writers themselves.
If you are unable to report as scheduled, you will voluntarily give up.
Mu Fan thought Wen Ying and Blue Whale were incompatible. Wen Ying didn't want to see Blue Whale during the training, so she asked someone to get rid of Blue Whale. If this was true, Mu Fan would be very happy!
Wen Ying suspected that Blue Whale rejected her, "She fainted on the spot during a book signing event in Shanghai a few days ago. She may indeed be in poor health."
Poor health is an excuse, and Blue Whale may be afraid of being slapped in the face.
Mu Fan was dubious, "I'm not in good health to turn it down? As long as writers are not so seriously ill that it's difficult to stand up, they will come if they have the opportunity to participate in such a training! Don't look at us who are said to be best-selling authors. The sales volume of a book can be
Breaking one million sounds very prestigious, but in fact it means that we have been excluded from the real literary world. Some people do not even recognize our novels as 'literary works'. If we want to be recognized by the literary world, we have to go through traditional channels."
What is the traditional route?
I came to the College of Liberal Arts to brush up my qualifications and received systematic writing training, and gradually I transformed from a wilder to a regular soldier.
You have to join the provincial writers' associations as you should. First join the provincial writers' association and then the national writers' association, and then win one or two important awards. Only then will your merits be considered complete.
Mu Fan spoke in detail, but Wen Ying was greatly disappointed after hearing this: "I thought the recognition you wanted was only for the 'work' itself. Aren't we here to participate in the training to improve our writing skills?"
This question stopped Mu Fan.
Mu Fan didn't speak for a long time. It took a long time before he woke up as if from a dream. He was very embarrassed: "Compared to you, I am really a common man. Thank you for waking me up!"
Wen Ying was even more embarrassed, "Actually, I am also very vulgar. I like writing, and I also like the wealth and fame that writing brings me. It is impossible for you to ask me to give up my income and purely pursue literature. I think, no matter what I want,
Whichever path you take, the most important thing is the work itself——"
Mu Fan was touched, and questions came from behind Wen Ying.
"So, you admit that you are only writing for profit?"
The speaker was a young woman, holding a dinner plate and standing behind Wen Ying. Wen Ying did not know how much of the conversation the other party heard.
Wen Ying felt a little annoyed, but with a smile on her face, "I've said so much and you just stuck to this sentence, isn't it a bit out of context?"
As the saying goes, don't hit anyone with a smiling face. The young woman is an exception. She is not confused by Wen Ying's smiling face at all: "I don't want to hear it either. It's because you spoke too loudly. You haven't answered my question yet. You admit that you just
Are you writing for profit?"
…
There is also confirmation in our city. In the past two days, the whole city has done nucleic acid tests. Sometimes at three or four in the morning, sometimes at seven in the morning, my biological clock is messed up again (￣△￣;)
