On Monday, Zhang Zhong posted the entire book "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood" on the Literary Literature website early in the morning.
Because he had notified Provoking Literature in advance, editor Duan Qiao had already been waiting in front of the computer, and he quickly passed the review as soon as the book was posted.
"Another novel with tens of thousands of words." Duan Qiao glanced at the word count and felt that his outlook on life was constantly being impacted.
He has seen highly productive writers, but this is the first time he has seen a writer like Zhang Zhong who can be both productive and maintain quality.
Take Alexandre Dumas as an example. This guy has created three to four hundred works with tens of millions of words. However, some people say that he has a gunman. Many of the works were not written by him, he just signed his name.
The truth of the matter has been concealed in the torrent of history. Now no one knows whether Alexandre Dumas hired a gunman.
But Alexandre Dumas did pioneer the "factory novel". He had at least dozens of novel assistants. These assistants provided him with materials and conceived stories. He only needed to portray the characters and describe the plot.
Moreover, Alexandre Dumas's later works were very waterlogged. This is because his income at that time was closely related to the number of words. The more he wrote, the more he would earn.
And what about Zhang Zhong?
It has only been seven or eight months since he released his first work "Jieyou Grocery Store". Duan Qiao did a rough calculation and found that the total number of words in his works has reached 800,000 to 900,000 words, and all of them are classics.
work.
Does he also have a novel factory?
But it doesn't feel like it. Although most of Zhang Zhong's books are highly commercial, he himself is not keen on commercialization. Until now, no one knows what he looks like.
Just imagine, it is impossible for a commercial writer who owns a novel factory not to know how to market himself. But so far, Zhang Zhong has rarely spoken except for talking about his works.
After thinking for a while, Duan Qiao drove these strange thoughts out of his mind and turned to read the novel seriously.
Xu Sanguan's Story of Selling Blood, you can't tell much just from the name.
He is considered an "old" editor, so naturally he doesn't think about telling the story of a book just from its title.
Duan Qiao clicked on the text, and after reading a few paragraphs, he frowned. He returned to the home page of the work, looked at the name in the author column, and made sure that he had not mistakenly clicked into another work.
"Is this... written by Zhang Chong?"
After reading so many Zhang Zhong's novels, this was the first time Duan Qiao had seen such passages with almost no background, scenes, or inner descriptions of the characters. He saw that most of them were now dialogues.
And after careful observation, he found that there were many short sentences and few long sentences.
In Zhang Zhong's other novels, such as "Ten Little Indian Boys" and "Murder on the Orient Express", there are always a large number of long sentences, and the language style is also somewhat staged.
But this one is different. The language style is extremely colloquial. Although he has only read the beginning, Duan Qiao has basically determined that this is not a detective novel.
But that's all he could see.
Continuing to read, he saw that Xu Sanguan followed the villagers to sell blood and made thirty-five yuan.
The book describes the process of selling blood very absurdly. In order to sell more blood, they would drink a lot of water and almost burst their bladders.
Compared with the veteran blood sellers in the village, Xu Sanguan was still a bit raw. Duan Qiao was deeply impressed by the scene in the restaurant where he imitated others and ordered pork liver and rice wine.
Selling blood is originally a very tragic thing, but seeing Xu Sanguan selling blood makes people laugh.
Then, Xu Sanguan married Xu Yulan, a "fried dough lady", for thirty-five yuan.
This episode seemed even more absurd than selling blood before. There was no romance, no emotional basis, or even nothing. Xu Yulan agreed to such a direct request from Xu Sanguan, and Xu Yulan had a sweetheart named He Xiaoyong at the time.
The people in the book seem a bit surreal.
But this surreal feeling disappeared in the subsequent plots.
In fact, it's not that everything is gone, but even if things happen that don't happen in reality, Duan Qiao doesn't feel surreal anymore, but feels very realistic. He doesn't know why, and he can't figure it out.
…
It was already noon when Duan Qiao was reading this book. His colleagues called him to have dinner, but he was still sitting in front of the computer in a daze.
Although the large number of repeated words in the book made him a little confused when he first read it, later on, he felt that these repeated words were indispensable, and they were consistent with the theme of the book - Xu Sanguan selling blood.
It is consistent, because the whole book is constantly repeating Xu Sanguan’s experience of selling blood.
At the beginning of the book, it is not a complete repetition, because Xu Sanguan sells blood for different reasons every time, but in the end, the scene where Xu Sanguan goes to various hospitals to sell blood like a war becomes
Complete repetition.
And every time this is repeated, it is like a hammer hitting Broken Bridge's heart.
…
"The fifth-grade vegetative state surprised me, and it was unexpected."
Ten hours after "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood" was uploaded, an article was published in the Southern Literary Journal.
The author of the article is named Wang Yi. Coincidentally, this Wang Yi is also one of the representatives of scar literature.
In the article, he praised Zhang Zhong's new book: This novel about a fifth-grade vegetative person unfolds another side of "scar literature", extending from political reflection to personal spiritual tempering. He created a hero, but this
Heroes are not gods, but people. But they are not ordinary people, but people who violate a little bit of human nature. The deeds of Xu Sanguan, a hero, are just trivial things, such as eating noodles, shouting souls, and not being able to go to the sacred temple to bring blessings.
He cannot defeat all mankind, but he is a hero, because a hero asks for kindness and does not seek self-interest...
In Wang Yi's article, he classified Zhang Zhong's "Xu Sanguan's Blood Seller" into "scar literature", although the "scars" displayed in this book are not very similar to traditional "scar literature"
The same, but he believes that this is a re-exploration of "scar literature" and does not break away from the category of "scar literature".
But when he said this, some people disagreed.
Not long after this article was published in the Southern Literary Newspaper, a new update was posted on Zhuang Yu’s Weibo.
He said: If the story contains a specific period of history and shows a certain kind of suffering, even if it is "scar literature", then the term "scar literature" may not be too cheap. I think this book "Xu Sanguan"
"Selling Blood" has taken a new path, with some shadows of avant-garde literature, but not much avant-garde attitude. Although the social and historical background shown in the book has appeared repeatedly in previous "scar literature" and "reflection literature", it
It is by no means as strong a political color as the realist literature of the new era. What I see is a space that is completely consistent with reality...