I was so tired, my wrists hurt, my fingers hurt, my spine hurt, everything hurt.
So the next day, there was an extra computer in his home.
Even if you are not satisfied with the configuration of computers in this era, it is still much better than writing by hand.
Typing on the keyboard again, Xiao Qian finally found a feeling similar to that in her previous life.
After a month of typing on the keyboard, "Book, Sword, Enmity and Enmity" is half finished.
The general plot is similar to the original work, but there are many discrepancies.
There is nothing we can do about it, he was just reborn, there is no mutation, and it is normal that he cannot remember many things.
And copying novels is not the same as copying music.
Although there are some parts of the music that I cannot remember clearly, as long as I master the knowledge of music theory and make inferences, I can easily restore the music.
But the same cannot be said for novels. If one word is different, it will be different.
There are millions of words in a work, and it is naturally impossible for Xiao Qian to fully restore it.
But even so, he was very satisfied.
When he was in a happy mood, he wrote quickly, but Li Qingjue couldn't even keep up with the reading speed.
Of course, the little girl was not happy after reading it.
Because I still don’t understand.
The most unhappy thing about Li Qingjue was that she didn't understand many of the things Xiao Qian did.
Hum, "Chibi Maruko-chan" is better.
Li Qingjue couldn't understand it, but Fu Wansheng was fascinated by it.
He was holding the computer without even looking up. I don't know, he thought he had several gigabytes of seeds stored in his computer.
"Where's the back?"
This was the first thing he said after he raised his head.
Following the routine of ordinary novels, Xiao Qian would definitely ask: What’s behind?
But Xiao Qian was familiar with the writers' routines, and naturally knew what he was asking, and said directly: "I am writing."
Fu Wansheng was anxious.
"Write quickly."
Xiao Qian was very satisfied with his eagerness.
"How is it, Mr. Fu, is my book okay?"
Fu Wansheng changed his posture, still not satisfied.
"It's not just okay, it simply can't be done anymore. This is definitely the best martial arts novel I've ever read, unparalleled. If all martial arts novels are written like this, why not worry about it!"
He came close to Xiao Qian's face again.
"You said, why has no one thought of combining martial arts and history? The stories of heroes and knights have been handed down since ancient times. As a result, there are so many historical materials for five thousand years, why don't you know how to use them?
"
"how could I know?"
Xiao Qian couldn't explain this problem clearly. He couldn't even understand the fact that he was reborn.
"If the rest of this book is of this level, then our Changlong Bookstore will make a lot of money."
Fu Wansheng was so happy that he accidentally let it slip. When he saw Xiao Qian was about to make a move, he quickly stopped him.
"Stop, we signed a contract, you can't go back on it."
"Tch, stingy."
Of course Xiao Qian knew that Fu Wansheng would not increase the money, and he never thought about this.
The contract in black and white and the 20% royalties made him very satisfied.
Now that Fu Wansheng recognized the quality of the book, publication was put on the agenda.
"I will let a professional artist design the book cover and try to make it a high-quality product. Also, how about leaving your signature and rubbing it into the book?"
Of course Xiao Qian was happy.
I wrote it casually, and the words Mr. Xiao jumped out of the paper.
"This word has its own action but no spirit. It's just a trick."
When Fu Wansheng saw the words, he gave a thumbs up, but when Li Zhen saw it, he criticized him mercilessly.
Xiao Qian felt very aggrieved.
"Others say my calligraphy is very good."
Li Zhen showed no mercy.
"Who doesn't know how to flatter someone? As for whether it's good or not, don't you know? Tell me, how much time do you spend practicing calligraphy?"
Xiao Qian's face was embarrassed, and she was no longer confident.
"Maybe... I'm a genius?"
Li Zhen glared at him sideways.
"Anyone who thinks this way is an idiot."
Xiao Qian got angry after being lectured by the old man every day and decided to give the old man an eye-opener today.
He took out the manuscript from his bag and handed it to Li Zhen and Xia Weizhang.
"Grandpas, I recently wrote a novel. Could you please help me correct it?"
He didn't know about others, but Xiao Qian still knew it very well when Li Zhen saw the world moving in front of his eyes.
The old man had nothing to do so he just read the storybook "Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" and shook his head. He thought he would be impressed by "Book, Sword, Enmity and Enmity".
He just waited for the old man to praise him.
Holding the manuscript in his hand, Li Zhen was still rude.
"Children don't know how high the sky is, and they haven't even figured out how to play music yet. How dare they use a knife or a pen? Let me see. If this nonsense doesn't make sense, I will whip you for your father."
Xiao Qian just said nothing and waited for the final result.
The scene was quiet for a while, except for the rustle of two old men flipping through manuscripts.
After a while, more than two hours passed and they had finished reading the manuscript.
It can be seen that the expressions of the two old men are not so calm now.
Xia Weizhang was most curious and asked: "The male protagonist in your book, Chen Jialuo, is planned to be the son of Chen Shiguan, a famous official in the Qing Dynasty. Do you know anything about Chen Shiguan's deeds?"
"ah?"
Xiao Qian was stunned.
Is this important?
He had already started reading "Laozi" and thought he could easily master martial arts novels. Who would have expected that Xia Weizhang's problem would arise in such a strange way.
Xia Weizhang understood and couldn't help but lectured: "It's not a problem if you compile it using historical records of famous people. But if someone asks you about this matter and you can't even tell them about their lives, how can you let people believe you?"
Literary literacy?”
Li Zhen also has a problem over there.
"Your book sets Emperor Qianlong as the son of the Han people. This rumor has always been there, but have you ever verified it?"
Xiao Qian broke out in cold sweat.
Sure enough, Mr. Jin’s books can’t be copied casually?
Li Zhen knew from the look on his face that he couldn't answer.
It is estimated that this child was messing around here and there, reading some random content, and then blending it into the book. But he knows this, but he doesn't know why.
The story is wonderful, but his own quality is untenable. If he met a truly learned person, he would immediately be stabbed in the head.
Li Zhen looked at Xiao Qian seriously, looking so serious for the first time.
"Your child is very talented and seems to be born with wisdom. The things you have done during this period also prove this. But no one can know everything from birth. The things you have done can only show that you are great now.
But it doesn’t mean you will always be great.”
Xia Weizhang also cherished Xiao Qian's talent and supported him: "Yes, your Grandpa Li is right. You are a child who is born to understand music theory, and every creation surprises us. But your basic knowledge is too weak, and now you are still
Okay, but it will definitely not support your future. If nothing else, you don’t even have a solid sense of basic sound. What kind of musician are you?"
Xia Weizhang was talking about Xu Mingxia's last assessment.
Xu Mingxia played an unpopular piece of music, and then asked Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue to find the pitch. Li Qingjue found it instantly and restored it on the keyboard, but Xiao Qian was missing a scale.
At that time, Xu Mingxia criticized him and accused him of wasting time on music.
Can a musician be a qualified musician if he can't even find basic pitch?
Until today, when Li Zhen and Xia Weizhang questioned him about the relevant knowledge in "Book, Sword, Enmity and Enmity", Xiao Qian was sweating profusely and realized that she seemed to be a little distracted.
During this period, he produced classic works one after another and received countless praises. Unknowingly, he felt a sense of complacency deep in his heart.
But his family knew that he was a family member, so he was poured cold water on by Li Zhen and Xia Weizhang. After calming down, Xiao Qian knew that his situation was very dangerous.
Looking back on his past life, are there any similarities between his life experience and this life?
not at all.
How did he know anything about music theory in his previous life?
Not to mention composing and arranging music, because I am tone deaf, I feel so ashamed that I don’t even go to KTV. Now that I have been reborn, I think I can dominate by memorizing a few popular songs.
Little does he know, how vast the real music world is. His current situation is not even a beginner.
The same is true for comics, novels, film and television and other fields.
Among the masters I knew in my previous life, which one has not been immersed in the industry for decades and put in all the hard work to hone it?
A mere naughty boy who spent half his life wasted in his previous life. Even if he is reborn, what right does he have to be proud and complacent?
If you don't take advantage of the good times to study hard and accumulate, your future self may be a modern version of Shang Zhongyong.
His heart was in turmoil, and there was lightning and thunder, but Xiao Qian finally had a chance to look at himself.
