Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 11 The upload of the Three Kingdoms, the beginning of a sensation in the novel world!
When Gongsun Jin woke up the next morning, he didn't see Ouyang Rui's father, and the man left without a sound.

I didn't see anyone from Ouyang Rui in the dormitory, only an old school uniform on the table.

Lin Hui and Tang Fulin slept soundly. Gongsun Jin got out of bed softly, washed up briefly, and went out for a walk.

The morning on the campus is very cool and the air is fresh. The mountain wind blows through the road in the forest, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road are swaying and rattling with the wind.

On the way to the cafeteria to buy breakfast, I could see boys who got up early and insisted on running in the morning to exercise.

Gongsun Jin thinks this is a good thing, better than staying in a fat house in a dormitory, playing games and ordering takeout.

The red dates and soy milk in the cafeteria are sold in large cups, which are very fragrant and hot to the touch.

The buns with sauced meat are cheap and delicious, and he likes them very much.

On the way back to the dormitory, I happened to see a familiar figure running on the playground in the distance.

Ouyang Rui was running panting in a pair of black sweatpants.

The counselor sent a message in the professional group, and everyone in each dormitory had to go to the front of the complex building at eleven o'clock in the morning to pick up the textbooks.

After returning to the dormitory, Lin Hui and Tang Fulin also got up early.

Tang Fulin was still memorizing words, and occasionally turned on his mobile phone to chat when he was free.

Maybe it was because of the reply, that there was joy on his face.

Lin Hui looked at the half-length mirror of the sink and sprayed gel water on his hair. After washing his face with facial cleanser, he even added some skin care products.

Gongsun Jin glanced at his bookshelf, and found a set of "The Godfather" novels, as well as oral hyaluronic acid and facial masks.

When Ouyang Rui came back, he was out of breath and covered in sweat. He took off his shirt and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

"Gongsun Jin, can I use your shower gel?"

"Use it."

Gongsun Jin continued typing with the writer's assistant on her mobile phone, finished typing the new chapter of "The Flowers Are Blooming", and began to polish "Three Kingdoms".

Just in time, a notice was sent from the backstage, "The [-]th Hanlin Cup Essay Contest of the entire network is officially open. The theme of this essay contest is historical novels. Readers are welcome to contribute actively. The rewards for this contest are generous..."

"Hanlin Cup?"

Gongsun Jin heard the words, and began to search for information about the Hanlin Cup on the Internet.

Hanlin Cup is a novel essay competition hosted by the government, and the proposition is different every year.

Not only web writers, traditional novelists from all walks of life, newspaper editors, and even screenwriters will participate.

Anyone who is engaged in writing work will basically pay high attention to the Hanlin Cup.

Excellent works that win awards in the Hanlin Cup will not only be adapted into TV dramas and film and television works, get rich rewards, but also be collected by the government into the National Library.

For the author, it is a matter of fame and fortune.

I don't know how many unknown people have soared to the sky with the Hanlin Cup, and these people, without exception, have become the best in the industry in the end.

Countless authors have sharpened their swords for ten years in order to become famous all over the world.

Therefore, a large number of excellent works will emerge in each Hanlin Cup.

Therefore, the attention and gold content of the Hanlin Cup are quite high.

However, because most of its essays are biased towards serious literature and the subject matter is limited, the requirements for the author's writing skills and literary level are extremely high.

There are very few web writers who can do this. Although there are many web essays selected in the previous Hanlin Cup, those who can win the top prizes are those who are engaged in serious literature.

Regarding this year's Hanlin Cup, countless topics have been discussed on the Internet.

"I'm knocking, historical texts, this is amazing. Many authors of historical texts I know have held back their big tricks for several years."

"I'm afraid this time the essay call will set off a bloodbath."

"Good guy, historical writing happens to be my strong point, I'm going to try it."

Yan Ke is a literary young man drifting north, living in the basement on the west side of Changchun Street.

He has loved reading history since he was a child, and he has always had a literary dream in his heart, and he has also been engaged in the creation of online literature.

Maybe it's because the subject matter is too niche, or maybe it's because he hasn't figured out the market positioning, so he has repeatedly hit the wall.

"Are you going to give up?"

Seeing the bleak royalties of the writer's assistant backstage, he thought of quitting.

There are only a few hundred yuan left in the card, and Meituan and Alipay still owe money.

Classmates of the same age as him already have stable jobs, but he is the only one who still eats his last meal.

Just when he was about to rewrite his resume to find a job, the news of the [-]th Hanlin Cup Essay Competition came to him.

"Historical themes..."

The extinguished fire in his eyes suddenly ignited again.

"Damn it, I will fight again!"

Yan Ke blushed and bit into the crown.

He didn't believe it, he really didn't have the talent to write.

Today we have to break through the south wall!
Liu Xiahui is an author who is famous for writing nasty jokes, and readers also drive to him.

But as time goes by, his works seem to be produced along the assembly line, unable to break through, and can only eat their old roots.

Readers also said that he is exhausted, and only a group of old fans are still following him.

In fact, he didn't want to write a book on this kind of subject at all. What he wanted to write was a book about warring states and fighting for hegemony.

However, he already has a fixed fan accumulation, if he changes the theme, even if the last fans don't buy it, he won't be able to live.

Today he was still coping with coding the latest chapter of the novel as usual, looking at the plummeting data and subscriptions in the background, and reading the readers' book reviews.

"Three sentences cannot be separated from one sentence of meat, it's really boring if there are too many."

"Why is your book always a routine?"

"It's disgusting to write so many things over and over again."

"Is there only yellow waste in the brain?"

With a dejected look on her face, Liu Xiahui slid the news to the top, and saw the announcement of the call for essays.

He took a deep breath, opened a new book with trembling fingers, and chose to participate in the essay competition.

In a costume production crew that is currently filming, the director is furious.

"Look at what kind of bullshit you are changing? The theme of these dramas is love between men and women. What kind of imperial power and intrigue do you need to add to it?"

"Get out! Take your tattered script and get out quickly. You don't need so many private goods, just do it yourself if you have an idea!"

The director threw the adapted script at Wen Pengcheng's feet, pointed at his nose and cursed.

The surrounding photographers, lighting engineers and others were silent.

Wen Pengcheng lowered his head, picked up the script he had written after staying up for many nights, dusted off the dust, and left the set without looking back.

Without a job, he bought a train ticket to go home, and came to the train station alone, thinking that maybe he was not suitable for this job.

On the huge electronic screen, the announcement of the Hanlin Cup historical novel essays flashed.

Wen Pengcheng looked at the script in his backpack.

Machinations, imperial tricks, intrigues...

Isn't that what history is like?

Ding Feng is a professor of history at Imperial Normal University and a well-known author of historical novels in China in the early years.

Although the pen was later closed due to cervical spine and waist injuries, the inspiration accumulated over the years has always lingered in his heart.

Whenever he looked at his bookshelf and stroked the novels he had published, he couldn't help itching his hands and wrote down a few more stories on the paper.

He has no other hobbies, neither smoking nor drinking, but fishing and writing novels.

Looking at the announcement of the Hanlin Cup essay call today, his heart was itchy like a cat scratching.

After thinking about it, he simply turned his mind and went straight into the study, brushing and writing non-stop.

The inspiration accumulated over the years burst out like a fountain, Ding Feng forgot the time and was mesmerized in his own world.

"Old man, it's time to eat!"

My wife urged me several times, but there was still no response, so I walked towards the study.

Standing at the door, seeing him writing vigorously, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"Oh, there's nothing you can do with this old thing."

The wife went to the house and took out some plasters, which were for the back injury.

After sitting for a long time, I may complain of back pain again at night.

"Hey, have you heard? Several top authors at Qidian are about to publish new books."

"For this Hanlin Cup?"

"That's right, Laomao and Tangerine are both open, and they are canvassing votes now."

"Isn't it? The old cat has opened a new book? He has always been at the top of the monthly ticket list."

"Although he has a lot of fans, I don't like him. Lao Mao's comprehension is okay, but the history is too hard-core. Readers generally have a wide range of knowledge. If you don't write a point well, you will be sprayed to death."

"Juzi writes historical articles all year round. I think he is more stable. Even if he doesn't get the first place, he can win the award."

There were also heated discussions among various author groups.

After Gongsun Jin had a general understanding of the Hanlin Cup, she simply became ruthless.

Switched to the author's account with the title of Tumi, and released the new book "Three Kingdoms".

Are you participating in the call for papers?
Yes!
Although Gongsun Jin is not ready yet, he also knows that nothing in this world will start until you are ready.

When many things happen, you are too late to prepare.

If you hesitate, you will miss the opportunity.

Gongsun Jin has no confidence in himself, but he has confidence in Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

That morning, he had been immersed in the process of writing a book.

Needless to say, the key to the opening chapter is "Linjiang Immortal".

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wipe out the heroes, the success or failure is turned around, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the river, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.How many things in ancient and modern times are all in the jokes. "

Just the beginning of this poem is Wang Zha.

He can already imagine what kind of impact the readers of this world will receive when they see this poem.

No less than detonating a nuclear bomb in the skull.

Immediately afterwards, the first episode of "Banquet of Taoyuan Heroes Trinity, Beheading the Yellow Turban Heroes for the First Merit" was released.

In the original book, there is no detailed description of the process of Liu, Guan and Zhang becoming sworn brothers. Instead, it is only written that the three of them also wanted to join the army, so they went to Zhang Feizhuang to drink and then became sworn brothers.

The CCTV version of Three Kingdoms has made some original drama changes, adding a bit of fun.

For example, someone went to Zhang Fei's pork shop to buy meat, but he couldn't move the mill.

"The meat is in the well, but I can't get it out."

"Move the grinding disc, don't you just take it out?"

"Our farmer has said something beforehand, whoever can remove the millstone can get the meat from the well!"

"Move! Move!"

"If you move away, the meat will be yours!"

"In this way, you bankers will lose their money."

After shouting angrily, Guan Yu removed the millstone and distributed the meat in the well to many poor people.

When the wealthy gentry who came to buy meat wanted to reach out for the meat, Guan Yu withheld his money and distributed it to the crowd, stroking his beard and laughing boldly.

Guan Yu was born in the lower class, he knew the sufferings of the common people, he was willing to do good, and hated evil like hatred.

This original plot is wonderful, and it vividly expresses Guan Yu's image of being proud but not humiliating.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Fei came to find fault and crushed Guan Yu's handful of mung beans.

"What mung bean, it's clearly bean flour!"

"A certain transaction is genuine!"

"It's soy flour! It's soy flour! It's soy flour! It's soy flour!!!"

"Do you buy beans or grind them? If you don't buy them, don't move around."

"Pinch a few mung beans and your heart will feel bad. What if you give me a lot of pork?"

"Hmph, are you here to fight?"

"It was you who hit someone!"

Both of them were extremely brave. After a hearty fight, Liu Xuande stopped the two of them and separated their hands.

After exchanging pleasantries with each other, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei turned enemies into friends, and they didn't know each other.

The three of them went to Zhang Fei's village to drink and chat, and chatted about their life past, lamenting their fate.

With the emotional foreshadowing, it became more reasonable for the three of them to become sworn brothers in Taoyuan.

"Although Guan is a martial artist, he also knows the word loyalty and righteousness. As the saying goes, a bird that chooses a tree lives in a good tree. A minister who chooses a master will meet a wise master."

"Guan's life wish is enough!"

"From now on, Guan's life is Liu's life, and Guan's body is Liu's."

"But by drive, never mind!"

"Me too!"

"A certain power shares weal and woe with brother."

"Accompaniment for life, life and death."

"Me too!"

"If you say this, heaven and man will kill it together!"

"Me too!"

This paragraph is also a famous stalk that is talked about by many viewers on CCTV Three Kingdoms.

Compared with the second master, Zhang Fei seemed uneducated.

Gongsun Jin naturally added this paragraph of dialogue, adding some fun.

In addition, CCTV's drama version of the Three Kingdoms did not film the three brothers' discussion of the Yellow Turbans in detail, but only talked about the three rescued Dong Zhuo while breaking the Yellow Turbans.

After learning that all three were Bai, Dong Zhuo despised them and walked away.

In addition, there are only a few mirrors with excellent artistic effects in Extinguishing the Yellow Turban.

The flames of war were everywhere, and Zhang Jiao, wearing a yellow scarf, and the resisting rebels held up their torches, shouting loudly, "The sky is dead, and the sky will rise."

When the camera turned, the setting sun was like blood, Zhang Jiao was standing among the corpses all over the ground, and the soundtrack was extremely sad.

Naturally, there is a purpose for this kind of shooting, because in the novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms, there are some strange and chaotic plots about the crusade against Zhang Jiao.

Naturally, Gongsun Jin did not write in detail, and more referenced the drama version of the Three Kingdoms to polish. After all, the requirements of the Hanlin Cup this time are historical novels.

So in this way, Gongsun Jin's workload is very heavy.

"Humanity and snobbery are as old as today, who knows that a hero is white?"

"Happy people are like Yide, and they will punish the heartless people in the world."

"What is the fate of Dong Zhuo, please listen to the next chapter."

After writing Chapter 1, it took tens of thousands of words.

After publishing this chapter, it was past eleven o'clock, and Gongsun Jin's fingers were already feeling sore.

"The next thing is to wait for the word-of-mouth to ferment."

Gongsun Jin thought to himself.

Truly excellent works of art will not be buried.

After thinking about it for a while, he logged into the vest of the "Abducted Cow and Horse" account again, and sent a separate chapter recommendation.

"The historical novel "Three Kingdoms" written by my good friend, I recommend it!"

On the other side of the girls' dormitory, Zhong Lingzi curled up under the blanket and cried non-stop.

The other three roommates were astonished to see this cold girl crying so hard.

"What's up with her?"

"do not know."

"Are you broken in love?"

Zhong Lingzi wiped away tears, and sent a message to the abducted cattle and horses.

"You have no heart! Why did you write Su Jin to death? She obviously loves the crown prince so much. You gave her everything for him, yet you let her die miserably."

"Before she died, she was still chanting the name of the prince!"

"The Flowers Are Blooming" written by Gongsun Jin on the female channel is an old saying, very sadistic.

The latest chapter writes about a very popular female supporting role, Su Jin, who is also the hero's maid.

The female readers in the comment area scolded.

"Author, you have left me without love! (crying loudly)"

"I shouldn't have trusted him, his knife is so fast!"

"This author is a real bully!"

"It's about to torture me to death. I have been crying since the early morning and have not slept all night."

"Why did you let Su Jin die? She is such a kind and innocent girl."

Zhong Lingzi cursed fiercely in her heart, thinking that if the dog author was in front of him, even if she stabbed him dozens of times, she would not be able to relieve her hatred.

Gongsun Jin looked at the comments and couldn't help laughing.

These female readers are the most interesting. He likes the way they cry and beg him to update while being tortured to death.

In the dormitory on the other side, Zhuang Xiaomeng's eyes were also slightly red, and he also tweeted the author in the comment area.

"Hurry up and update, I want the prince to avenge Su Jin, and kill that bitch Yunshang!"

Soon there will be book friends following.

"Yes, hurry up and write Yunshang to death!"

"Hurry up, there are ants crawling on my body!"

"Where's the anteater? Come and save the anteater!"

Liu Ting was also tearful at this time, and the toilet paper was crumpled into balls.

"Xiaomeng, I shouldn't have read the book you recommended."

"It's too cruel, woo woo woo."

"What book?"

Yi Katie came over and asked curiously.

"It's in full bloom, it's super beautiful, but it's too cruel."

"With color? I don't want to read it without color."

Wang Xuetong also echoed.

"There are two characteristics of this book, one is abusive, and the other is colorful."

Liu Ting swallowed quietly.

Wang Xuetong and Yi Kaiti also looked at it with great interest after hearing the words.

Zhuang Xiao was dreaming, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Sure enough, after a while, Yi Katie's face flushed, and she threw herself under the quilt and giggled.

But after a while, he screamed, and then cried out loudly.

"Ah! The author of Dog Day, you must die!"

"Second Young Master is so nice, why did you treat him like this?"

The second son in the book is chic and gentle, with a beautiful tree facing the wind, who is the dream lover of many women, but in the end he died for the righteousness of the nation.

The corners of Wang Xuetong's eyes also glistened with tears, but he blushed after a while, jumping back and forth before blushing and jealous.

"What happened to the second son?"

Seeing Yi Katie crying so hard, Wang Xuetong also panicked.

Although this book was cruel, the plot was ups and downs and exciting, and she was addicted to it in no time.

"Wait, don't spoil it!"

"Second Young Master committed suicide for the sake of the people in Jinling City."

Liu Ting said quietly.

"Ahh! I haven't seen it yet, don't talk!"

Yi Katie heard this, covered her ears and began to roll on the bed.

Just when Zhuang Xiaomeng was about to post a long article scolding the author, the latest chapter was suddenly updated.

"Huh? How did you add an update today?"

"That bitch Yunshang should be dead!"

With that in mind, she quickly clicked in.

"It's not an update."

Zhuang Xiaomeng was disappointed, but still clicked on the link in the recommendation.

"Three Kingdoms? The author... is in full bloom?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng's beautiful eyes are slightly condensed. This is called Blooming to Tumi, and it must have a lot to do with the author of "Blooming to Tumi Flowers".

She entered it suspiciously, and the first thing that caught her eyes was a magnificent poem.

"Linjiang Immortal?"

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero!"

"Spray... wipe out the heroes..."

Zhuang Xiaomeng savored it carefully, as if getting an electric shock, his whole body trembled, and he stood up with a whoosh.

"Who on earth is able to write such a word?"

He wasn't the only one who was shocked at this moment, Zhong Lingzi was also dumbfounded looking at the poem.

"Success or failure is turned around, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times."

"This is in full swing, where is it sacred?"

The magnificence of this poem even makes countless readers who see it reluctant to turn the page.

When they turn the page and see the title of the novel Chapter 1, they can't help but have a question.

What kind of novel is worthy of such a wonderful word?
A storm about "Three Kingdoms" is quietly brewing.

　To write this kind of copywriting plot, you definitely need to lay the groundwork and use the content of the original text, so generally the number of words will be a little more, so as not to make you feel watery.

　　This chapter is 5500 words, which is roughly equivalent to the usual 4000 words.

　　This book not only has the love line, but also needs the help of the career line, otherwise it will be too monotonous.

　　In addition, the favorability between the hero and heroine of this book is full before the beginning, so it cannot progress as quickly as "My Cartoonist Girl".

　　Some foreshadowing is inevitable, but please rest assured that I will write the story as wonderfully as possible.

　　There will be another chapter update later.

　　Thank you for your rewards and support, thank you.

　　The new book has just been published, and I need your follow-up and investment. Thank you very much, really.

　　- deer

　　
　
(End of this chapter)