What Should I Do If the System Forces Me To Copy Books?

"The Decline of Traditional Literature"

"In recent years, with the closure of the pen by the old man Mo Wen, traditional literature has become more and more irrelevant, and the literary works of the younger generation are more groaning, sorrowful, and youthful love can't be elegant in the lobby. Light is hard to find.

On the contrary, online literature is becoming more and more prosperous, coupled with the popularity of IP, which makes people sigh..."

After reading the entire post, Li Chungang's eyes moved slightly and he thought about it. As someone who chose liberal arts in high school, deep down he liked literature.

The old man Mo Wen mentioned in the post, Li Chungang had read his works, and suddenly came up with such an idea, "Maybe... I can also write physical books and try traditional literature?"

The next second, this idea was denied by himself. At least at this stage, he just wanted to write his own online articles quietly, not worry about eating and drinking, and live a free and unrestrained life. Maybe he will try it in the future when he is interested.

After all, Li Chungang is a man who owns the entire literary encyclopedia!

"Speaking of which, there is still a week left before the results of the college entrance examination will come out."

Recently, my mind has been almost focused on the novel. I basically get up every day—go to the Xiongba Internet Cafe to code words—go home and sleep at three o’clock and one line of life. Now “Ghost Blowing the Lamp” is on the shelves and has achieved such good results, Li Chungang relaxed his whole body.

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"A Chat Window with the Editor-in-Chief - San Liu Jiu"

Yaoyang: Brother Nine, are you there?

369: Yes, what does Yaoyang Zhigao have to do with me?

Yaoyang: Do you have the contact information for the newcomer who wrote "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" in the most popular website recently?

369: There must be, but when did the Supreme God begin to care about the human world?

Authors who write web articles at the level of Yaoyang actually don’t pay much attention to the gains and losses at the website level. They are more concerned with how to create a big IP. Often, he just comes up with a title for a new book. There are countless capital parties waving their checkbooks to find them.

Middle and low-level writers are begging editors, high-level writers are accustomed to editors, and the great gods and platinum-level ones are website favorites, and at the highest level, they must turn to the company to rely on.

To put it mildly, apart from the five giant novel websites, one supreme **** alone is enough to feed the entire website!

Yaoyang: Brother Jiu was joking. There was an elder who knew that I also wrote online articles, and that I was on the same website as him, so he thought that I could get to know him. Do you think it would be convenient?

369: That's right! It must be convenient, others can't say it, you Yaoyang Zhigao must be convenient!

Yaoyang: I'm in trouble, Brother Nine.

369: I want to ask someone first, then I will find it and send it to you.

Yaoyang: ok!

In one of the quiet single-family villas on the Champs Avenue in the capital, a handsome and tall man stood up. He was Yaoyang, the **** of dragons, and his real name was Yang Yao.

Yang Yao has heard about the "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" which has been making a lot of noise recently on the Longteng Chinese website, and he has read the book from beginning to end, even if he can't help but praise it for a second.

In terms of writing and writing, he may not lose to the other party, but in terms of the other party's brain hole creativity and literary heritage, he is still inferior to the other party, especially when it involves a lot of historical knowledge and partial knowledge...

If it's not true that you have a lot of confidence in the book, it is absolutely impossible to ensure such a high quality and at the same time have such a high amount of updates!

What Yang Yao didn't expect the most was that this morning he received a call from a completely unexpected person - Feng Lao, the vice president of the Writers Association. Author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

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The history and archaeology major of Peking University has only a dozen or so students in history classes.

A boy wearing thick glasses at the bottom of a bottle was among a group of classmates. The textbook was spread out on the table to cover his entire face, and his mobile phone was quietly placed on the table.

It can be said that you can see lines and columns of text on the screen of your mobile phone...

It was just that the boy who was staring at the screen of his mobile phone completely did not notice that the teacher's voice was getting louder and closer, until he stood beside him.

The continuous, dozing and boring history lectures came suddenly, and the students who were whispering around all turned their attention.

The classmates sitting in the front row turned around and saw nothing, which was a bit baffling; only the classmates who saw something behind them seemed to realize that a good show was about to be staged. On the student next to him.

I saw that the teacher did not interrupt the students, but turned around and was bent over by his hands, his head was very close to the head of the classmate, and then whispered:

"Does it look good?"

Lock the screen, collect the bag, and flatten the book.

This classmate is definitely experienced in a hundred battles, Ming is still in danger in this situation, a set of actions is done in one go, quickly and without mistakes, after all this is done, he sits upright as if he is nothing, staring at the multimedia projection screen in front of him and does not move. .

"Hahahahaha!!"

The person involved didn't feel anything, on the contrary, the other students who witnessed all of this burst into laughter. Even in front of the teacher, they couldn't control it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com burst into laughter.

"This classmate, what is so beautiful to see, can you share it with the teacher?"

"Teacher, I..." The student who was arrested and got all the stolen goods dared to argue, stood up and hesitated for a long time, daring not to speak, completely lost the ease when he acted just now.

"It doesn't matter, you can think about it clearly. If this answer doesn't satisfy me, you can continue to take my class next year."

Otherwise, how can a literate scholar kill without blood, and the teacher's words with a smile made the student tremble like a small quail.

"Teacher, I'm actually looking at historical knowledge. Do you know Jingjue Kingdom and Jingjue Queen? And teacher, do you know the old school captain Mojin? Is there any inheritance in modern society?"

One after another, nouns that the teacher had never thought of came out of the students' mouths, and the more he heard the smile on Yu Sheng's face, but this time it wasn't the kind that hides a knife in a smile, but a really happy smile.

Snapped-

The teacher patted the students on the shoulders, indicating that I am very satisfied that you can sit down, and then walked back to the podium lightly. In the eyes of all the students, he closed the multimedia projection behind him and closed the textbooks, and suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"I know that you usually dislike the boring and boring knowledge I teach in books, which makes people dozed off. It happened that the classmate mentioned Jingjue Kingdom, Jingjue Queen, and Captain Mojin, so today I will make an exception to tell you about this. aspect content.

Of course, it's not right to play with mobile phones in my class, unless you want to come to accompany me next year! "

So, the teacher stood on the podium and began to talk about the history of Jingjue Kingdom and Jingjue Queen, which is not as exciting and ups and downs as novels, but it is worse than reality.