In 2001, Shanghai and Hainan had achieved a leap from the west of Shanghai to the east of Shanghai.
Jin Mao Tower was already the third tallest building in the world when it opened. In the "Cloud 9" bar at an altitude of 400 meters, Peng Bo slowly sipped a beer. Outside, the neon lights on the outer walls of the skyscraper flashed alternately, performing a beautiful show
Magnificent light show.
At this moment of every day, when he was not socializing, he almost always spent it like this.
Just quietly admiring the bizarre performances of tall buildings, bridges and highways under the lights, I felt much more at peace.
At this time, the university had not yet started, and Peng Bing followed him back to Shanghai. However, in the bar, what interested her was not the wine, but the laptop in front of her. Such a fast-talking girl almost said nothing now.
At 22:30, all the lights in the surrounding buildings went out, and within a few seconds, the whole city went dark.
Silence, this is a kind of silence that is inaudible but visible.
"Are you reading? What book are you reading?" Peng Bo stood up, and Peng Bing was startled, "Internet novel, "Love Lost in the Internet," brother, have you read it?" Tsinghua students are not relaxed.
Peng Bo did not object to her reading.
Internet novel? He not only read it, but also wrote it. Peng Bo laughed.
"Brother, you don't know, online novels are very popular now. These online authors go to colleges and universities across the country to give lectures. The venue of more than a thousand people in our school is often packed." Peng Bing returned to his fast-talking sister-in-law, "Someone
Crying out the name of the internet writer, what an idol."
"More idols than the Four Heavenly Kings?" Peng Bo laughed, and the attitude in Peng Bing's mouth was much more popular than the little fresh meat of later generations!
"Mr. Peng." Bao Bufan appeared out of nowhere, "What kind of online novels? All literature on the Internet is garbage!"
Peng Bing immediately blushed and insulted her idol. Just as she was about to fight back, Peng Bo said lightly, "Anyone who thinks online works are garbage is insane. We should pity him."
Bao Bufan's face immediately turned red. Peng Bo waved his hand and the waiter opened a few more bottles of beer, "Old Bao, don't you read online novels?"
"Don't read it." Bao Bufan was very serious, but he didn't dare to comment on the online novel. He said jokingly, "It's very expensive."
A colleague of the company was once famous throughout the company for spending 900 yuan on Internet fees every month. But this year, a salary of 3,000 yuan was already considered a high salary in Beijing.
"The Internet fee is a bit expensive, but reading online novels is free." Peng Bo said with a smile, and the two of them raised the beer bottles and they bumped into each other.
At this time, reading text bbs on the Internet is a relatively cheap option.
Whether on the island or on the mainland, online articles are not too long. It only takes ten minutes a day to copy many articles. However, online literature at this time is purely entertainment, and few people think of making money by writing articles online.
Most people do it out of showoff or boredom.
Because we use BBS as a carrier to entertain ourselves, online articles also have very strong regional characteristics. Among the BBS in the Shanghai and Hainan area, most of what is circulated is petty bourgeoisie text with a hint of showing off. Although eating a meal at KFC will make you think
This is not a smart way for white-collar workers to show off.
However, at this time, these unsophisticated words can already be called Internet literature, just like the earliest light in the darkness.
Light, when everything is dark, even the tail flame of a firefly is enough to illuminate people's eyes.
"Mr. Peng, don't be reluctant to listen to what I have to say." After a few bottles of beer, Bao Bufan became "upright" again, "These days, if you add up all the typos, you can become a writer if you know 3,000 words. You
The threshold for online literature is even lower. You don’t even need to know 3,000 words, as long as you can type in Pinyin, you can write a book.”
"Yes," Peng Bo agreed. "No matter how many typos, typos, and punctuation errors there are in a novel, as long as the story is good, readers will not want to delve into it."
The publication of online literature does not require an ISBN or the appetite of editors. As long as readers like it, publishers will naturally come to you. Such works will inevitably be mixed, but readers will eliminate most of the duds and leave only a few of the best.
And that part of the essence is the milestones and road signs that people can still see when they look back on the twenty-year journey of online literature.
Twenty years of online literature, traveling with spirit and wine.
Peng Bo wondered if he should do a little, right? After all, many readers like to read Mr. Sima's articles.
"Mr. Peng, what do you think?" Bao Bufan had already guessed what Peng Bo was thinking, although he was not sure what it was.
"I plan," Peng Bo said solemnly, "Pengbo Media will complete its overall listing by the end of the year. If the stock is sought after by investors, we must improve our layout." Peng Bo said with a smile, "I want to make a list, a list of online literature.
…”
"We need to set up such a website, no, acquire the website!" Bao Bufan was very smart. Peng Bo smiled and gave a thumbs up. The beer bottles touched each other again, and white foam kept pouring out from them...
Just having foundation stone and soil is not enough.
If online literature wants to develop and grow, it needs rain, dew and sunshine. In a commodity society, the most direct rain, dew and sunshine is probably money.
At this time in 2001, in terms of money, major websites could give almost nothing to online text writers.
As long as a popular work is circulated on the Internet and is not published, the author will not have any income. Most writers who dream of quickly becoming famous and quickly accumulating wealth through the Internet quickly find themselves daydreaming, and then quickly
Turn around and go away.
Of course, the origin of the crisis is not simply because a large number of online writers gave up due to disappointment. This year, the Internet bubble burst for the first time, and the country suddenly strengthened its management of BBS, which together led to this short winter.
In 2001, almost overnight, many BBS posted notices on strengthening network management on their homepages. Subsequently, a large number of webpage operators, including some that provided pirated novels and genuine book libraries, announced that they were withdrawing due to the withdrawal of venture capital.
Bankruptcy. Not only did online readers suddenly find themselves unable to find a place to read pirated and original novels, some people who were still interested in writing online also had no place to publish their words.
"Lao Bao, you don't read online novels. Do you understand the current online novels and authors?"
"I can understand right away." Bao Bufan has a strong execution ability, "Mr. Peng, you must have a goal. Say it and let me save some effort."
Peng Bo looked at Bao Bufan, "Do you know Xilu and Wolongju?" Seeing Bao Bufan shaking his head, Peng Bo pointed at him with a smile, "You are really a fake foreign devil, you drank too much foreign ink.