"This is a detoxification class. The teacher is explaining to the students how to avoid various poisonous points in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. We all learned it when we were studying in school. The most important thing in writing is to avoid the poisonous points and not make readers shout It’s poisonous, and then they all run away.”
"Once there are too many poisonous points inside, you will definitely die, so how to avoid the various poisonous points in the Three Kingdoms is a very important part of signing the contract!" This person introduced, and Liu Xu couldn't help but nod after hearing this. .
Indeed, when he looked at his colleagues in the Three Kingdoms in his previous life, he would never look at those who became Sun Quan or Sima Yi in time travel. He wanted to kick them to death. How could he want to see them unify the Three Kingdoms?
"Let's visit here again!" He took Liu Xu to the door of another classroom and saw the teacher talking on the stage. "Many students are confused about a question, that is, what is the difference between a governor and a state pastor? Because it seems that there are two official positions that seem to be the same as the governor of Yuzhou and the governor of Yuzhou."
"Here we need the General History of the Three Kingdoms. The article Eastern Han Dynasty - Official System explains in detail the official system of the Eastern Han Dynasty, as well as the difference between the governor and the governor..."
"This is a course specifically designed to teach the composition of the Chinese worldview!" the salesman explained. "The most important thing when writing about the Three Kingdoms is that it must basically conform to the various settings of the Three Kingdoms. You cannot write something on your own without thinking."
"You have to know that the most unacceptable thing for readers in any fandom is to blindly change the various settings of the original work. Even if you just can't figure out some detailed settings and write them wrong, you will be criticized verbally and written by readers, so a qualified As a fan, the author must firmly grasp all kinds of designs and not make mistakes, this is very important!"
After saying that, he took Liu Xu to the next classroom, and found that there was a huge sandbox in the center of the classroom. There were actually two armies fighting on the sandbox, and the teacher kept holding a pointer and talking about various things on the sandbox. The students gathered around the sand table to watch the changes in the army with great interest.
"This is a military theory class, teaching you how to write about war!" The salesman continued, "The most important thing in these three countries is war. It is a war between mortals. It is something that no one has written in the past 300 years, so it is very It’s engaging and readers enjoy reading it.”
"But precisely because no one has written about it, we fan authors often make some mistakes in this regard. For example, we think that war is about two groups of people fighting each other with weapons, and whoever kills each other wins."
"But if you write like this, you are totally wrong, because in war, people are afraid. Generally speaking, when the casualty rate reaches about 10%, the entire army will collapse."
"And the most effective way to defeat the opponent's army is not to confront the enemy head-on, but to cut off the army's food. Once the army has no food to eat, it will be immediately dispersed!"
Listening to the salesman's constant explanation in his ears, Liu Xu was surprised to find that this training class was extremely professional. It was not the kind of grassroots team he imagined. It really treated the Romance of the Three Kingdoms as a subject and broke it into pieces. Knead it into pieces and stuff it into the students, asking them to write fan fiction.
Just as Liu Xu was thinking about these things, he found that he had unknowingly walked to the door of another classroom. However, there was no teacher in this classroom, but a group of people worshiping a statue.
There is nothing strange about this in itself, but the problem is that this statue is none other than Liu Xu himself. There are at least a hundred people in this classroom who are constantly kowtowing to the statue of Liu Xu.
"What are they doing?" Liu Xu asked dumbfounded.
"They are all people who are praying for the smooth signing of new books!" the salesman quickly explained. "The students here have already published new books, are constantly accumulating readers, and are waiting for students to get the divine literary contract. At this time, of course, we must pray devoutly. Pray with the Holy Title of Yuanshi and pray that I can sign the contract smoothly!"
"If you tell me, you won't believe it. All the students who can successfully sign the contract have all obtained the title of Yuanshi, and it's efficacious!" The salesman said enthusiastically, and Liu Xu felt a little numb.
"Classmate, don't hesitate to join us and join the ranks of fan fiction authors. A bright future is waiting for us!" Just when the other party was about to make the final decision and completely bring Liu Xu in, suddenly there was a sound coming from the entire floor. There was a sound of seats and benches shaking, and at the same time, some people could be heard yelling angrily, "This is unreasonable!"
Then the whole floor was filled with loud noises, and people kept yelling angrily, as if something extremely bad had happened just now.
"What's the situation?" Liu Xu asked in confusion. The salesperson quickly looked at his mobile phone, and then hesitated and refused to speak directly.
Fortunately, there were many angry people nearby. Liu Xu simply grabbed an angry student next to him and asked. The student immediately found someone to talk to and said angrily, "We were fooled by the Great Writers Association again. This time the Great Writers Association is still... They refuse to give us the status of official members. Until now, thousands of our authors have refused to even give us a membership status. They look down on us at all!"
"Member status? I remember that after all authors signed the contract, they were automatically granted membership of the Master Writers Association. How could such a thing happen?" Liu Xu asked doubtfully.
"Yes, this has been true throughout the ages, but it is different when it comes to us. Originally, in the beginning, as long as the contract was successfully signed, status would be given."
"But starting about a month ago, the Major Writers Association refused to give us status and has been suppressing us. Until now, there are thousands of fan authors without membership status."
"And if we don't get membership of the Great Writers' Association, we won't be able to get help from various resources in the Great Writers' Association, and we won't even be able to complete the tasks of the Great Writers' Association. Even if we work hard to become signed authors, we can't. We are still the same as ordinary people, nothing has changed.”
"Later we heard that the reason why our status was suppressed was because the major writers' associations looked down upon us at all, thinking that we fan authors were inferior trash and robbed the readers of their original authors, so they wanted to restrict us. Not giving us membership status.”
"There is such a thing!" Liu Xu was also shocked, but he has been busy with the Eternal Reflection Field on the 22nd for the past month, so he has no time to care about his own fan authors. Unexpectedly, they are even connected now No identity was gained.
"Why? We are all contracted authors, and what we write is legal fan fiction. Why don't we even have a chance to be recognized?" The author was almost crying, and the atmosphere of the entire scene gradually turned depressing. Many angry people can no longer suppress their emotions at this time.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Liu Xu took a deep breath, with countless thoughts running through his mind, and then patted the author in front of him on the shoulder, and said lightly, "Don't worry, isn't it just an identity? The Writers Association won't give it to you, I For you guys!"
"What?" The author was stunned, and then he saw the appearance of the ordinary man in front of him changed in an instant, turning into an extremely familiar face that he was praying to just now.
"You are..." This person covered his mouth, and then in the depths of his cultural and creative space, he heard a soft and loving voice saying, "There is no need to cry and be sad. My comrades, the Writers Association will not give I’ll give you what’s yours!”
This voice made the author's scalp tingle, and then looking around, it seemed that all the authors in the entire classroom heard the voice that made their scalp tingle at this moment.
(End of chapter)
