I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 186
"Xi Yuan, can you translate the new book of 'Dog Author' for me?"

The roommate from Great Britain came over with the English version of "The Bird in the Cage" and asked.

"It's the book "Hour Hand Leaps to Death""

"Hey, Shibara, what are you looking at?"

"That serious book."

The roommate came over and saw that Xi Yuan was also holding a book in his hand and slowly flipping through it, and asked again.

Xi Yuan paused, raised his head and responded,

The book he held in his hand was "Seven Sins".

"How do you know that the dog author has published a new book?"

"Of course I watched the live broadcast of the 'Dog Author' accepting the award. I need to thank the host for his repeated questioning. 'The Dog Author' finally talked about his new book."

The 'dog author' of the Britannia roommate is getting smoother.

He was a little smug while talking, as if he was proud. He watched the live broadcast of the author of the dog accepting the award,
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the "Seven Sins" in Xi Yuan's hand,
"Didn't you buy this book a few days ago? Why are you only reading it now?"

"I also want to ask, why it takes so long for the delivery to be delivered, even though the place of delivery is in the next city."

Xi Yuan couldn't help but complain.

Great Britain roommates spread their hands,

"Oh, Xi Yuan, you bought it online. You have to know that the bookstore just outside the school gate has a reason for its existence."

"By the way, Xi Yuan, what do you think of this book?"

"Is this interesting?"

"Well, I think it's quite interesting, and at the same time it's more in line with my expectations for a serious work."

"What expectations?"

"The content of the plot is relatively depressing. It is heavy to watch, but it is indeed an excellent work."

"Excellent work? If you say so, Xi Yuan, I will also find time to buy him back and read it."

"Well, I highly recommend you read it."

"Then now...Xi Yuan, can you translate the new book by the author of the dog for me? It is said that it only has [-] to [-] words. I will treat you to French fries and fried fish tonight."

"Forget it, I'm tired of eating chips and fried fish."

"Ah, isn't French fries and fried fish considered delicious?"

"Compared to other Great British snacks and food, yes..."

"Haha... Xi Yuan, you are really humorous, but I also think you are right. I will treat you to a hamburger that night?"

"Fine……"

"Then the translation?"

Xi Yuan also heard that the dog author has published a new book,
But just as I got "Seven Sins", I haven't had time to watch it yet.

At the moment, I happened to be interested in the new book by the author of the dog, so I opened it and read it.

"...Actually, I recommend you to learn Chinese. I'm not a good translator. The artistic conception and atmosphere created by the author of the dog are almost gone through my translation, and I don't have the ability to describe in words like the author of the dog."

"Of course I can do it too, but it's too difficult. You said that I can wait until I learn Chinese before reading novels by the author of dogs. I really can't wait until when it will take."

"You said it would be great if the dog author wrote a new book in other languages, such as English, then the dog author is the greatest author in my heart!"

Listening to his roommate's delusions, Xi Yuan couldn't help shaking his head.

The English version of "The Bird in the Cage" was not translated by the author himself, and you expect him to write a new book in English,
The author of the dog may not know English very well.

After thinking about it, Xi Yuan also found a new book by the author of the dog,

After watching it, by the way, my roommate, whose eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, wished to suddenly understand Chinese and simply translated the content of the text.

"coll! What a wonderful plot!"

"Cool! As expected of a dog author!"

Then, Xi Yuan felt the enthusiasm of the next dog author's fanatic readers.

Xi Yuan felt that he was only an ordinary translator, and he couldn't understand why this roommate was so excited.

Maybe I have some talent for translation?

Or... the plot of the dog author is fascinating in itself.

……

And this time.

Ji Zhuo who doesn't understand English,
Just after dinner, I chatted with that little chubby under the gazebo in the community.

The little fat pier held an ice cream in one hand and a fan in the other, sweating while eating.

Ji Zhuo sat beside him, his heart was calm and cool.

"Brother, why aren't you hot? It's going to kill me in this hot weather."

"Peace of mind naturally cools."

Ji Zhuo glanced at the chubby figure who was about to become a ball,

"Oh, I'll try."

"...No, no, it's getting hotter..."

Little Fatty stopped fanning his fan quickly, sat there for a while,
I saw the sweat on my forehead running down my face,

Immediately afterwards, he took a fan to fan the wind even faster, breathed out, and took a bite of ice cream from time to time.

"Hey, I don't know why my grandma can still go out to dance in the square in this weather."

The little fat pier fanned the fan and sighed.

The sorbet is finished, and the little fat pier seems to be cooling down a bit,

"Brother, have you read the new book by the dog author?"

"Look..."

Check it out.

I should have read it when I wrote it myself.

Ji Zhuo replied.

"Hey, brother, then tell me, is the novel by the dog author a horror novel?"

"A few days ago, I hoped that the dog author could write horror novels, but it turned out that he really wrote horror novels."

"It just feels different from the horror novel I thought of."

Little Fatty sat on the bench under the gazebo, turned around, faced the outside of the gazebo,
"...It doesn't seem to be too scary, such as that...but I was nervous when I watched it...I asked my grandma before I went to bed last night, is the gas shut off?"

"It's really scary... Fortunately, there is an air conditioner at home, and I can still cover the quilt at night."

Looking at the appearance of Xiaopangdun thinking about life,

Ji Zhuo glanced,
"Do you think that the descriptions in the novel are very real, so it feels scary?"

"Hmm...it seems to be. In addition, the horror novel by the dog author makes me feel a little afraid of death...I feel like the truck on the side of the road is going to overturn when I am walking, and I am afraid that I will get stuck when I eat fish..."

Listening to this little chubby talking, the more he said, the more outrageous it became.

Ji Zhuo fell silent.

"...Actually, big brother, your horror stories are quite good, much more serious than the horror stories of the dog author, just the one from last time..."

Little Fatty suddenly remembered, turned his head again, and looked at Ji Zhuo, looking at Ji Zhuo with some anticipation,

"How about, brother, tell me another horror story."

Looking at Xiao Pangdun's expectant and nervous eyes,
Ji Zhuo felt that it was inappropriate for him not to tell this little chubby man a horror story.

"Fine……"

"Have you ever looked in a mirror?"

"Have."

"Do you feel that when you walk through the mirror at night, the you in the mirror appears a little later than the you outside."

"It seems to have……"

It's just the beginning of the talk, and the little fat man's face shows fear and nervousness.

Sure enough, the more you cook, the more you love to play, and the more afraid you are, the more you want to listen.

"One day, you got up at night and went to the toilet."

"I don't stay up late, I hold back until the next morning."

Little Fatty shook his head quickly and said quickly.

"When you walk past the mirror, you are a little closer to the toilet than you are in the mirror."

"You turn your head to look, only to find that you in the mirror have turned your head to look at you."

"You are scared, but you are already scared when you see yourself in the mirror..."

Then you reach for it and find yourself in the mirror.

Ji Zhuo hadn't said the last sentence yet.

Little Fatty was already scared.

"...Brother, let's stop here today... There is indeed a mirror at the door of our toilet."

Little Fatty said.

"Well, forget it."

Ji Zhuo glanced at Xiaopangdun and said aloud.

After a while,

Little Fatty stopped fanning again,
Turning his head, as if about to cry, he said to Ji Zhuo,
"Brother, you'd better finish the story, I don't know what will happen later, I'm even more scared!"

"..."

"Then the mirror shattered."

"Oh, that's fine."

Then you see you screaming and terrified in the shards of mirrors all over the floor.

of course,

Ji Zhuo still didn't say the last sentence.After a while, the little chubby was really frightened.

……

"Carol: Mr. A, there was another breakthrough in sales yesterday!
carol: yesterday's single-day total sales exceeded [-]! "

After waking up at noon the next day, Ji Zhuo received a message from Carol,
Ji Zhuo, who hadn't woken up yet, was a little dazed.

No way?Although the increase is not much, if it increases by one hundred more in the next day, this accelerated growth will be a bit scary.

but,

In the next few days, Ji Zhuo realized that he was thinking too much.

the next few days.

Carol still informs Ji Zhuo of the sales data every day.

After the total sales volume in a single day exceeded [-], it stabilized again.
Even one day almost dropped eight hundred.

Ji Zhuo also knew the reason why the daily sales increased again,
It's just that Carol added some promotional resources, what a gamble.

Of course... Maybe it's a little bit of a book. This book has some relationship between basic readers and word-of-mouth.

Otherwise, it is impossible to maintain the sales volume of [-] per day without falling.

However, even with a sales volume of 15 per day, it is still far from the target of selling [-] copies within three months and an average of [-] per month.

So Ji Zhuo had a very happy and fulfilling few days.

Every day is to update "Hour Hand Leaps to Death".

Then take the time to write the script of "The Shepherd Boy Searching for Immortals", play games, pit teammates,

Receive the courier...

……

"Mr. Ji, let's put these things here. If you are sure there is no problem, we will leave."

Editor-in-Chief Lou of Delwin Publishing still sent all the books that needed Ji Zhuo's signature.

Under Ji Zhuo's bargaining, it was finally agreed to sign [-] copies of each language version.

Then they sent a total of [-] books... and even thoughtfully sent Ji Zhuo a box of pens for signing in the courier box.

Sending away the courier who brought boxes of books into the house,
Ji Zhuo looked at the living room full of big boxes,
I feel a little numb, okay, why publish so many language versions.

Anyone buy it?

The sales on the first day were not bad, huh?
That's all right...

Ji Zhuo looked silent for a while, and then moved again.

What else can I do, sign it...

It can only be said that fortunately the pen name of the bird in the cage is 'Bu Gong'. '

Ji Zhuo's only headache these days is the need to sign [-] autographed books.

But Ji Zhuo didn't know if Carol Gao from Burt Publishing House was happy, probably because he was more uncomfortable.

……

"Linna, let's go to the restaurant for dinner tonight. Call everyone in the editorial department."

Carol looked relaxed, save for the dark circles around her eyes.Shouted out of the office.

If at the beginning, Carol was still nervous about when Ji Zhuo's grades would explode after this book,
He must have believed that this book would be a big hit, unless the judges of those awards were blind.

But Burt Publishing House is backed by the head office, relying on the influence of the head office, not to mention making these reviewers blind to other works, but Zhizhi's reviewer's blindness to this work is still no problem.

Not to mention the shady awards, but it's okay to let the awards have no shady details about the book.

I'm just nervous about when this book will explode, and the later the explosion, the more pressure he will have.

And now,
The resources available at hand, and even some resources that have been promised by the head office are thrown in.

Carol was not nervous anymore.

Either way, the book was a hit before he left, and he stayed on as editor-in-chief of Burt Press.

Or after he left his job, in a corner of a small publishing house, he saw the news that the book had won an award.

Well, from time to time, I read the comments on "Seven Sins" on the Internet,

When my partner wakes up in the middle of the night, he has to look at it, and then it's midnight again... That's why his dark circles are so heavy.

"...Okay, Editor Carol."

Linna pushed open the half-closed office door and walked in.
Seeing Carol turning his head to look at the computer screen again, he smiled and said,

"Editor Carroll, I don't think you need to worry too much about the results of "Seven Sins."

At the beginning, it was Carol who was the most confident and fanatical, saying this to Linna.

Seeing Linna say this to him now, Carol didn't know what to say.

paused, then smiled,
"Of course. Even with his current achievements, he is already a well-selling work."

"It just hasn't met our expectations yet?"

"Yes."

……

"Dad, tell a story. Tell another story. Yesterday's story is not interesting, it's not good..."

"I want to hear the author's story, the story written by the author of "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals"... Dad..."

Capital New District.

The man went home and finished his dinner.

The family sat on the sofa.

The girl leaned in her mother's arms, looked up at her father,

There was some expectation in his eyes.

After finishing the night tour of Fengdu City,

In the past month, the man is still telling stories to his daughter from time to time,

However, after changing several stories in a row, my daughter is not very satisfied.

In the middle, I only tell it every few days... My daughter is not interested in listening to other stories every day.

At this moment, the man looked at his daughter and listened to his daughter's words, scratching his head a little.

If it was before, it would be fine, just say that the dog author hasn't written a new book yet.

But now the dog author has indeed released a new book.

However, this time it was a horror story.

The first book "Night Tour in Fengdu City" also has some ghosts and gods. It is essentially a myth, and there is nothing too scary.
And this book is indeed a horror novel, anyway, the man himself thought it was quite scary after reading it.

Is this suitable for my daughter who is more than eight years old and not yet nine years old?

The man was lost in thought.

But the girl saw her father's hesitation, and her eyes lit up.

"Dad, has the author written a new story? Dad, I want to hear the author's new story."

"father!"

The girl followed suit.

The wife who was holding her daughter also looked up at her husband,
When the author writes a new book, you can tell her about it. Anyway, even your daughter can listen to the novel written by the author.

The man hesitated,

Looking at my daughter who is full of expectations,
How about trying...

When I was a little older, I also listened to my grandparents telling scary stories at night.

then……

"Cough cough."

"This author has written a new story, but it's a horror story, rather scary."

"I want to listen!"

I don't know if I heard the man's words clearly, but the girl followed closely and responded.

"That's fine, then Dad will tell you, then if my precious daughter is afraid, tell Dad, let's talk about it."

"Ok!"

The girl nodded heavily, then leaned into her mother's arms,
Looking forward to looking at his father.

The man looked at his daughter,

Trying to gradually tell the story of the dog author's new book.

From time to time, I turned my head to look at the reaction of my daughter, preparing to stop if my daughter was too scared.

but,

After talking for a while, the man found out.

I don't know if there is something wrong with what I relayed, or what.

Listening to the story, there was no fear on the girl's face, it was not as good as when she was listening to "Night Tour Fengdu City" before,
Just listened with gusto.

(End of this chapter)