Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 34 Ursula Le Guin
"what?"

Liu Yun couldn't believe what he heard.

The young doctor holding a coffee cup in front of him looked about the same age as Liu Yun.

But he looks like an unreliable man.

"Am I doing something wrong? I thought I would be praised by you."

He raised his legs angrily, leaned back on the chair, stretched out his hands, alternated his two fingers, and abruptly did not reach the handle of the coffee cup.

Liu Yun's heart was itchy when he saw it, but he stood up helplessly and pushed the coffee cup in front of Mu Chun.I thought to myself, this person is really lazy, he can't even lift up his coffee cup when he lies down.

Seeing Mu Chun reclining like an acrobat and taking a sip of coffee, Liu Yun felt more and more that there was something wrong with his state recently, maybe he was looking for a reason not to sit in the study and work properly.

Although I know that it is impossible for a writer to maintain a good creative state every day, 365 days a year, it is even more impossible for a few years to be the same as one day, without getting sick or encountering problems, and writing seriously every day in strict accordance with the schedule.

But you can't waste time in a weird clinic with an even weirder doctor.

"Are you really not going to praise me?"

Mu Chun, who was still crying after drinking coffee, asked Liu Yun arrogantly, "Don't tell me, you really don't think it's interesting for me to do this, is it something that I should do?"

Liu Yun shook his head, but said, "Okay, should I thank you?"

"Of course you have to thank me, all of you science fiction writers have to thank me."

Mu Chun raised his jaw, really thought he was a proud princess?
Liu Yun wanted to laugh but did not want to laugh.

"That kind of person, it's okay to plagiarize himself, and he still makes random comments under other people's novels. What's wrong with you saying that I use the way of others to treat others?"

The person Mu Chun was talking about was the reader who left a comment on Liu Yun's novel a few days ago. Unexpectedly, Mu Chun also went to read the novel and found the person who commented.

"This guy is still an author."

When Mu Chun said these words, Liu Yun was also taken aback.

Turned out to be an author.

Really didn't expect it at all.

"How did you come up with the idea to study this comment?"

Liu Yun couldn't help but ask.

"I'm also a reader."

Not really.Liu Yun said in his heart.

On second thought, when Mu Chun talked about the hobbies of writers a few days ago, he was really familiar, and he casually said a lot of interesting things about the writer.

Of course, it is also possible that he just happened to read some articles such as writers' reviews, and he may not really be a person who likes to read.

There are many such people now. They just show off how many books they have read in various forums or book review areas. In fact, they only understand the general content of some stories, not necessarily a book that they have read in person.

Such as those famous works, "Dune", "Lord of the Flies", or "Fire on the Abyss".
Many people have heard of it, but how many have read it?

"I didn't expect it to be discovered by me. This person is actually an author, and I also found out that he has won some local science fiction essay awards."

"Have you won an award? So you're a famous author?"

There are not many sci-fi authors, and there are only a few of them in the annual essay competition. If it is the grand prize winner, Liu Yun has no reason not to know.

"You said he plagiarized?"

"Yes, plagiarism."

With Mu Chun's resolute tone, Liu Yun became more and more unconvinced.

"What is plagiarism? Domestic or foreign?"

"From abroad, do you know Ursula Le Guin?"

"You ask me if I know Ursula Le Guin? Just kidding, it's like asking me if I know Liu Cixin and Asimov."

"Very well, so you know. Then I'll ask you again, how many sci-fi readers in China do you think know about Ursula Le Guin?"

"This is really not much. The author should know more. If you are a reader, you may not be too familiar with Le Guin's works, although she is the author of "The Chronicles of Narnia" C. S. Lewis , and a great fantasy writer like Tolkien who wrote The Lord of the Rings."

"Do you think there are more people who know Ursula Le Guin than Tolkien and Asimov?"

"It must be Tolkien and Asimov, the "Base" series, the Three Laws of Robotics, and "The Lord of the Rings", these are all familiar, but Le Guen's words, I am afraid there are no people who know her. Learned so much about Asimov and Tolkien."

"Right, so the author also thought that no one would know that he copied Le Guin's novel."

"But didn't the judges find out? He actually won an award? Maybe it's not plagiarism, but the setting is somewhat similar. These things are not uncommon. After all, it is not so easy to write new ideas that no one has written before. thing."

"Basically none." Mu Chun sighed, "How could it be possible to write such a novel that is completely refreshing."

"What did he copy? The Earthsea Legends series or The Left Hand of Darkness?"

Mu Chun shook his head, as if he had seen these works, shook his head, and shook his head again.

"What is that? Could it be 'The Word of the World is Forest'?"

"Not at all."

Liu Yun doesn't know, is there really a problem with memory recently?What other work by Le Guin he hasn't seen?
Liu Yun couldn't think of anything, he had already exhausted his brain, and his forehead was a little sore.

""The Plane of Change", do you know this collection of novels?"

Liu Yun blushed. How could he forget this novel? This is a collection of short stories by Le Guen. Nova Press published a version more than ten years ago. It is an experiment in a new way of writing.

Le Guin organically combines travelogues from other worlds and investigation reports on alien creatures in a well-designed format.

The book is full of Swift-esque satire, and the fantasy part is akin to Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy...

Although "Legend of the Earth Sea" is still one of the favorite fantasy novels of many foreign teenagers, but to say it is amazing and wonderful, this thin collection of short stories can be said to be a pearl.

But this book has long been unavailable. Liu Yun has been looking for this book, but he has never been able to buy it. Second-hand booksellers are hanging a price of more than 1000 yuan a book, which really makes Liu Yun daunting.

Relying on the English proficiency that barely passed CET-[-], Liu Yun had read some English versions of this book, but it was not complete, just a few of them.

Forgot about this book.It really shouldn't be.

(End of this chapter)