Chapter 211: Martial Arts Dream of a Second Junior
Whether a martial arts book is good or not can be known in the first few chapters. Zhang Jianming, who has practiced martial arts countless times, is well versed in this. Part of the reason why he is not so popular now is that the author's writing is too bad.
It's obviously a martial arts book. It says that you can break mountains with one punch, cut seas with one sword, and kill hundreds of people with one punch. There are no martial arts fighting moves or anything like that. You can't even imagine the visuals at all.
He soon finished the first chapter of Xiaoao, and his overall evaluation was average to above average. It had all the contradictions, situational exaggeration, and plot conflicts. Of course, the description of martial arts was also very satisfying.
The reason why I didn't give it an advantage was mainly because I wanted to see how the writing goes later. I heard that there is a saying that there are three golden chapters circulating on the Internet. Some authors write well at the beginning, but terrible at the end.
Sure enough, after reading about ten chapters, Zhang Jianming had the urge to abandon the book.
"Isn't this protagonist too coward? His appearance is good, he is a handsome young man, he is chivalrous and courageous. Damn, I didn't expect him to turn into a coward and die miserably. He kowtows and calls others grandpa. He is hunted and has no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth."
When reading, readers will subconsciously put themselves into it. The protagonist kills everyone and grudges happily. The killing is satisfying and the readers feel sad.
Who can stand it when he sees someone kowtow and call him grandpa, and the whole family receives a box lunch at the beginning?
"poison!"
This was Zhang Jianming's first thought after reading the first ten chapters, "It's a pity that such a good writing style, another story would have become a hit."
Closing the book, Zhang Jianming turned over and went to sleep. He couldn't read any more. The author didn't follow the rules and he was afraid that his fiancée would become a cuckold next.
I closed my eyes and all I could think about was the episode I just watched. I was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.
"How did Lin Pingzhi obtain the evil-repelling sword manual?" Zhang Jianming asked.
At the beginning, it was said that the Lin family had a secret book to ward off evil spirits, and their ancestors once used it to sweep the martial arts world. It seems that Lin Ping should practice this martial arts in the later period, but his father is about to die, and the secret book is nowhere to be found. It is unscientific!
Feeling itchy in his heart, Zhang Jianming stood up and picked up the book again. He wanted to see how the author filled this hole.
A few chapters later, Huashan, the second martial arts sect in the martial arts world, appeared. Its leader, Jian Yue Buqun, protected Lin Pingzhi and accepted him as his disciple. Then Linghu Chong went to Qingcheng Mountain to deliver a letter of apology and found that they were also secretly practicing evil-fighting sword techniques.
Watching for more than an hour, Tian Boguang, who travels thousands of miles alone, a nun from the Hengshan sect, Qu Yang, an elder of the demon sect, Liu Zhengfeng, and Xiaoxiang Ye Yu Mo Da, all these martial arts people appeared one after another, and the whole story began to revolve around Linghu Chong.
Zhang Jian understood clearly, "It turns out that this is the protagonist, and the one who jumped on the street is just a soy sauce guy."
He slowly read on, and it was late at night before he knew it. When he saw Feng Qingyang teaching Dugu Nine Swords, he smiled unconsciously, "It turns out that this is what the brat practiced before."
At dawn, I hadn't finished reading yet, so I reluctantly put down the book. Zhang Jianming washed his face and brushed his teeth. He was in a daze and took his briefcase to go to work. All he could think about in the subway was the plot of the book, and he almost didn't stop.
It's not just him, there are many people who have seen Xiaoao Jianghu suffering from serious poisoning. Especially in high school and junior high school, you can often see people competing with brooms.
In class, I looked at someone who suddenly smiled and was caught by the teacher. When I went back to the dormitory, I looked like a lunatic, sitting cross-legged and meditating, claiming to be practicing Qi.
What's more, some people practice Zixia Magic by breathing in and out to the rising sun in the morning.
The online names are more unique, either Dongfang Invincible or Let Me Do It, each one is more domineering than the other.
In short, a martial arts trend has set off across the country!
Swordsman sold like crazy, it was printed again and again, and the publisher woke up laughing in the middle of the night.
Two weeks later, Fang Jing received 7.2 million book royalties, and dozens of companies called, vying to buy the film rights, TV rights, comic rights, game rights, electronic rights, and audio rights.
After discussing with the studio, Fang Jing weighed the pros and cons and sold the electronics, games, and audio rights, earning more than four million yuan.
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The next day, Fang Jing came to Shacheng Xiangnan Satellite TV. Liang Qiaobai had previously invited him to participate in the singer program. Because this season had already started for a while, his role was just a supporting singer.
"Long time no see. Congratulations on your great sale." Liang Qiaobai smiled and shook hands when we met at the door, "I bought more than a hundred copies and gave them away to everyone I met. Now people in Taiwan avoid me when they meet me."
"Hahaha! Thank you, thank you."
"You're just kidding, you wrote so well, they almost drove me crazy trying to get an autographed copy."
Walking side by side to the TV station, Fang Jing asked curiously: "Teacher Liang, you should tell me who to sing for now, right?"
Liang Qiaobai had always kept it secret before, and he didn't ask.
As the music director of this program, most of the singers were hired by Liang Qiaobai. The singing competition was such that the losers would be eliminated. Generally, those with some status would not come. It would be too embarrassing to lose to an unknown person.
Apart from throwing money at Xiangnan Satellite TV, there is no way they can find top-tier singers.
Except for Fang Jing. He debuted a year ago. Although he is highly praised by the outside world, he has no airs. If he loses, he loses. Being able to compete with senior masters on the same stage is not in vain. After all, in his previous life, he stood in the audience to see other people's qualifications.
None.
Of course, the appearance fee of 1.2 million is also a big factor. He deserves to be the most popular guy in the ratings and has a lot of money.
"Your old acquaintance, Liu Wei!"
"It's her!" Fang Jing was stunned, "I didn't hear when she appeared on your show."
"As a busy person, you will know if you pay a little attention. I originally planned to invite you last month, but your company didn't agree and said that your schedule could not be accommodated."
"Really?" Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "No one told me that I missed it."
I paid my respects to Huanrui's ancestors for eight lifetimes in my heart, and worked very hard to get him to play Zhu Xian as Li Yifeng's counterpart.
No matter from which point of view, in terms of importance, being a singer is much more important than playing a supporting role, but as a matter of time, we can only choose one of the two. Obviously, the company chose the latter, after all, it is important to make money for itself.
Staring at Fang Jing's expression and seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, Liang Qiao felt relieved when he thought of the recent contract termination incident. He was still a little uncomfortable after being rejected before.
"Hahaha! It's okay. I blame me for leaving in a hurry last time and forgetting to ask for your phone number. We will exchange it later so we can contact you more easily in the future."
"no problem."
Fang Jing didn't expose it. This was something he had forgotten. When he first made an album, he was just a fledgling unknown. Of course, music industry bosses like Liang Qiaobai didn't take him seriously, and it was even more impossible to give him a personal phone number.
This was not the first time for Fang Jing from Xiangnan Satellite TV. He found the rehearsal room with ease and saw Liu Wei practicing singing through the transparent glass on the door.
"Let's wait until she finishes singing before we go in." Fang Jing did not open the door.
Liang Qiaobai nodded and gave him a high look. This was the humble and polite boy back then.