A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 228 Eastern Shakespeare? The God of Tragedy! A Miracle That Cannot Be Replicated! Only a True Fan Would Want to Kill You!
Do you want to ask Jiang Hai if he has any psychological burden?
There is indeed a burden, but not much.

It is inevitable that the magazine will be bombarded by readers, and it is also something he does not want to see.

Jiang Hai expressed sympathy for Editor-in-Chief Mo's experience.

But then again.
The magazine "Youth Preface" also made a lot of money by serializing the book "Dragon Clan".

From the beginning, the average sales volume of each issue was around 200,000 copies.

Up to now, the average sales volume of each issue has exceeded 1.2 million copies, and this growth rate is still increasing at an extremely terrifying speed.

"Youth Preface" gained fame and money thanks to "Dragon Clan".

"Risks and benefits are always equal. The greater the return you get, the greater the risk you have to bear." Jiang Hai sat on a comfortable and soft sofa, sipping mocha coffee produced from Blue Island, with an elegant and calm expression on his face. "You can't say that you have made money and fame, but you don't want to take any risks at all?"

"You're getting an advantage and you're still acting cute? That doesn't make sense."

Whether it is the era of paper media or the current Internet era.

The sales of a magazine or journal for one issue exceeded one million copies, which is enough to be a staggering and terrifying achievement!

Take the four major domestic literary magazines as an example:

Yilin

"reader"

Storytelling

Youth Digest

Even from 05 to 15, the so-called golden age of paper media development, the reputation of these four literary journals resounded throughout the country, and the sales of a single issue reached a million copies many times.

That can really be said to be one of the few!

In the post-media era, with paper media gradually declining, how could "Preface to Youth" still create a terrifying result of over one million copies sold in a single issue?
You can't call it a myth, but at least, such an achievement
It can really be called a miracle!
A miracle that cannot be replicated!

"Mr. Jiang Hai." President Jin Zhengxin looked up at Jiang Hai in front of him, trying to get into the heart of this famous young man in front of him, "What do you think of the current literary market?"

“What do you think is the ultimate destination of literature?”

“I would like to know your opinion on the current literary market”

The core of a truly great comedy is always tragedy.

Just like a truly excellent comedian, they all suffer from depression to a greater or lesser extent behind the scenes, unknown to others.

This is a glimpse into literature through performance.

"I always believe that only tragedy can become the mainstream of contemporary literature, and only tragedy can truly touch people's hearts." Jiang Hai put down the coffee cup in his hand, changed his usual relaxed attitude, and became incomparably serious. "The final destination of literature must be tragedy. Only tragedy can make people unforgettable and even remember it for a lifetime."

If Eri had not died, "Dragon Tribe" would not have reached the level of being a masterpiece today. When it comes to domestic youth fantasy literature, no one can surpass it.

If Long Kui didn't sacrifice the sword, Maomao didn't cut his flesh, Zi Xuan and Xu Changqing didn't die, "Legend of Sword and Fairy" wouldn't become a classic in the film industry, and audiences today wouldn't still feel sad when they think of the plot.

If Monk Wei in "Bright Sword" had not been killed by bandits while delivering a letter to the headquarters, it would not have made people realize the turmoil of that era and the cruelty of war.
This is not just the case domestic.

Foreign writers also think so.

William Shakespeare, the playwright known as the father of British drama, once said:

“Only tragedy has the power to change the world.”

His dramatic works, including King Lear, Hamlet, Othello and Romeo and Juliet, all reflect the correctness of his words.

And today, through this conversation with Jiang Hai, Kim Jong-shin discovered that Jiang Hai possessed the same qualities as Shakespeare.

"So, Mr. Jiang Hai, you want to prove your truth through tragedy." After hearing Jiang Hai's eloquent speech, President Jin Zhengxin looked up at the young man in front of him, "Do you want to be the next Shakespeare?"

“The Shakespeare of the East?”

Jiang Hai heard this and a confident smile appeared on his face:
“I don’t want to be anyone.”

"I just want to be myself"

The premiere edition of "Hope" is available for sale in both Chinese-subtitled and Korean versions. The sales of the Korean version are fully handled by Hanji Publishing House, where President Kim Jung-shin works. For the Chinese-subtitled version, Jiang Hai chose a larger publishing house with which he had cooperated before.

That is Xinhua Publishing House.

In fact, it is not difficult to publish a book in this era. Without considering sales, if you just want to publish a book you wrote for fun, you only need to prepare 30,000 yuan to buy a version number, and then find a few printing factories to print it. As long as the first print run exceeds 200 books, then congratulations -

You have become a "writer" in name only.

It is irresponsible to say that today's writers are just like rappers, you can just pick up a lot of them wherever you go.

"Our reporter reports that the police are looking for 36 suspects. Citizens with clues are requested to contact the police actively so that the real culprit can be brought to justice as soon as possible."

On the way back to the studio.

While Jiang Hai was checking the news about the smashing and looting of the Youth Preface magazine, he hurried towards the staff dormitory.

The matter has not come to an end yet. For my own safety—

Jiang Hai did not choose to return to the dormitory but went straight back to the studio.

First, Jiang Hai knew that Editor-in-Chief Mo knew the address of his dormitory building. He was worried that the old man would not be able to bear it and directly expose his real address to these angry and hungry readers. If that were the case.
Then isn't it game over for me?

Then, isn't it my turn to go to the hospital this time?

Secondly, there are a lot of employees in the studio, and if you really encounter an emergency and need help from others,
It's not enough to say that one call will lead to a hundred responses.

At least a dozen security guards would come if I howled loudly, right?
“My life is like walking on thin ice”

Just as Jiang Hai was cautiously rushing back towards the school.

Through the news reported by the local TV station, Jiang Hai was surprised to find that even if he was beaten severely by the thugs and fell into a coma.
Editor-in-Chief Mo didn't even reveal any of his personal privacy to these thugs?

This moment made Jiang Hai feel a little guilty:

"To judge a gentleman by one's own mean character?"

"Lao Mo, you are a man. It seems that I really misunderstood you."

Enter the studio office building.

Jiang Hai flipped through the news reports on his phone:

"This is another vicious case of thugs attacking a magazine office in mainland China since Ming Pao was founded in 1959. After the incident, the police attached great importance to it and rushed to the scene immediately. The police have the ability and determination to bring the real culprit of this case to justice."

In fact, Jiang Hai personally feels pity and regret for this group of readers who are called "thugs" by the media.

Poor thing.
If these so-called thugs are not true fans, who would be willing to come from afar to meet you offline?

It is a pity
If they weren't so immersed in the drama and truly powerless, how could these young people who have just entered society be so angry as to vent their anger by smashing up the magazine office?
"I understand your feelings. You don't want Eri to die in obscurity and want to ask the author for an explanation." Jiang Hai was also a little helpless and sighed, "But please understand me..."

"As an author, I do want to make a public appearance and give you an explanation and apology." "But, if I really show up."

"The person lying in the hospital today is probably not Editor-in-Chief Mo, but myself."

In fact, for Jiang Hai, the definition of the term "true fan" is rather vague.

For ordinary authors:

People who are willing to spend real money to support and comfort themselves.

These readers can be called true fans, and are the author's rare treasure.

But for Jiang Hai, there is only one way to judge whether this reader is a true fan -

That is to see if it wants to kill itself!

"If you don't want to kill me after reading my book, then it proves that you don't love me enough." Jiang Hai walked into the elevator and sighed helplessly, "If after reading the story I wrote, you have an urge to stab me to death, then congratulations-"

"You are definitely my true fan without a doubt"

It's been a busy day.

Jiang Hai, exhausted both physically and mentally, returned to his workstation.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a clean pink lunch box on my desk. On top of the lunch box was a sticky note:

“No matter how busy you are, remember to eat well.”

The signature is written in a pretty female handwriting:
"Zhang Lingyun."

Jiang Hai opened the lunch box and looked at it. There were actually quite a variety of dishes inside, including sweet and sour spareribs, fried tomatoes with eggs, stir-fried meat with green peppers, boiled vegetables, and minced meat and eggplant.
Jiang Hai counted carefully and found that there were three meat dishes and three vegetarian dishes in total, with a bowl of beef brisket soup from the cafeteria.

This feeling is actually quite strange. After being scolded by others outside, when you return home, there is a hot meal waiting for you.

This could not help but make Jiang Hai feel relieved:
"So nice to me?"

Jiang Hai had just sat down and had not had time to start eating when he found a letter next to his lunch box.

Open the letter.

Jiang Hai looked at the contents of the letter and was suddenly a little surprised:

"This is."

"An invitation to join the Chinese Writers Association?"

The Animation Studio is an official organization established by the Central Academy of Fine Arts and Chenghai Drama Academy to create animation programs that are popular among children.

Those who can join the animation studio are the best of the best among the students of each school.

Or, they have strong professional skills.

Or, they each have their own strengths.

Although it was already eight o'clock in the evening, the public workstation area was still brightly lit.

"Pork ribs are 12.5 yuan, and I can make another meal. Pork belly is 8 yuan for half a pound, but there is nothing left in the refrigerator. If you want to eat it, you have to go to the vegetable market to buy it." Zhang Lingyun sat at her workstation and used a pen to carefully write down every recent expense in her account book. "You don't have to make the beef brisket soup yourself. You can go to the East Canteen tomorrow to get some for free. The canteen has its own rice, so you don't have to go to the supermarket to buy loose rice."

Just looking at the status.

this time.

Zhang Lingyun's spirit and energy were obviously much better.

Although she was dressed simply and had no makeup on, this could not conceal the spirit in her eyes and eyebrows.

She sat upright at her workstation, recalling everything carefully and starting to record the details in the account book:

"Tomatoes, 1.5 yuan per pound, I bought half a pound."

"Eggs, fifty cents each, I bought four."

"And the spareribs and eggplants, all together they cost twenty-three dollars and sixty dollars. So, I have to save one hundred and thirty-six dollars to get the eight hundred dollars for medicine this month to mail to grandma."

"Where can I get this 136 yuan? Oh, by the way, the cafeteria seems to be hiring part-time workers recently."

As Zhang Lingyun was thinking, she took out the cold steamed buns she had packed from the cafeteria at noon from the drawer, and swallowed them down mouthful by mouthful with cold water.

That was when Zhang Lingyun lowered her head, silently thinking about where she should continue to save money.

Around me, several female classmates from CAFA began to discuss the news about Jiang Hai almost frantically:
"Have you heard that the China Writers Association is going to recruit Jiang Hai as the honorary vice chairman of the association? The notification letter has been sent out. I just heard my uncle in the association mention it."

"China Writers Association? Honorary Vice Chairman at the age of 20? Isn't this standard a bit too high? I remember that Mr. Liu Zhenyun seemed to be the Honorary Vice Chairman of the Writers Association."

"Really? Jiang Hai? I remember that the requirements for joining the Chinese Writers Association seem to be quite high. Professor Shen, who teaches Chinese in our college, can't even meet the threshold of the Chinese Writers Association. He can't even join the Writers Association. How can Jiang Hai, who is so young, become the vice chairman of the Writers Association right away?"

"It's absolutely true. My uncle specifically told me that if I can meet Jiang Hai when I come to the animation studio this time, I must build a good relationship with him."

In fact, the hierarchy of the Writers Association has always been quite strict.

Generally speaking, it can be divided into four grades based on specifications, namely:

County Writers Association.

Municipal Writers Association.

Provincial Writers Association.

And this last one is the Chinese Writers Association.

Generally speaking, writers who can join this last Writers Association are not very famous, but at least they are well-known figures in their respective provinces.

But Jiang Hai not only joined the Chinese Writers Association as a student, but also
Is he the honorary vice chairman of the China Writers Association?
Doesn’t this mean that Chunchun reached the peak as soon as she debuted?
“We are all students, why are others so awesome?”

"How on earth can this person be so outstanding?"

That is, when these CAFA students were discussing Jiang Hai in gossipy terms behind his back,

Jiang Hai carried the lunch box and went down from the third floor to the second floor. He then opened his voice and shouted in the direction of Zhang Lingyun:
"Lingyun, Zhang Lingyun."

This sudden shout.

This attracted everyone's attention and focused on Zhang Lingyun.

This Lingyun
He is actually familiar with Jiang Hai???
That's when everyone was surprised.

Jiang Hai smiled and waved the lunch box in his hand towards Zhang Lingyun:

"Lingyun, I may need to trouble you with something."

(End of this chapter)