The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 14: Accurate Reproduction?

If someone else received a letter like this, they would probably jump for joy, thinking that they actually had a fan.

But how could Xu Jiuyang, a reborn old Deng, be so naive? Therefore, he specially took out the "Science Fiction World" from the second half of last year to read it.

You wouldn't believe it, you wouldn't believe it, there would be such similar situations.

Yuan Fang's first campus science fiction piece was published in the September 96 issue. The content was very simple, a fantasy about the future society. For example, people could use antivirus software to treat colds, which was quite ordinary.

But two months later, she published her first science fiction novella, which was very similar in style to Liu Wenyang's "One Day Prisoner", both with the theme of time cycle, and was quite interesting to read.

It was also in that month that Xu Jiuyang received her first letter.

This is amazing. Among the domestic science fiction novels about time loops, he only remembers "A Day in Prison". If there were similar novels before that, he would have had an impression of them.

Of course, it could also be that his memory is fuzzy, after all, he doesn't have any golden fingers in this area.

But... well, if she published a campus science fiction novel before publishing this novel about time loop, it would basically be an exact replica of his.

In this situation, Xu Jiuyang, who was very curious, wrote back to the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party soon wrote back to express his gratitude. After a few exchanges, they became pen pals.

In his previous life, his father had installed a telephone at home long ago, so he communicated by phone for everything. He had never tried to make pen pals. Moreover, his excellent handwriting from his previous life had been ruined by the popularity of smartphones. Now, out of boredom, he had to practice it again. How could he not show off?

Then, although Yuan Fang's writing is a bit immature, she does have some talent in creation.

"Hello, Li Lei. After watching Inception (Part 1), I was very surprised. The story structure is very complete, and the ups and downs are very dramatic. It's like watching a movie..."

But regarding the description of dreams, I have a different opinion. I think real dreams should be chaotic and disordered, or occasionally orderly, but most of the time they are absurd...

After watching Inception, I suddenly wanted to write a similar science fiction novel about dreams, but I wanted to make it absurd...

Sincerely, Yuan Fang, June 97, 6.

In this reply, she talked about a very interesting idea. A detective was commissioned to investigate a man. After several unsuccessful attempts, he wanted to use a dream machine on the black market to go deep into the man's dream to look for clues. However, after entering the man's dream, he saw many bizarre scenes, and finally deduced from these clues that the man was a murderer.

At first, Xu Jiuyang just thought it was ordinary, with a sense of déjà vu, but it was also normal, as there are only a few combinations of storytelling techniques.

But after reading it several times, he suddenly realized, isn't this just "Invasion of Brain Cells"?

Okay, they can't be completely equated, but entering the target character's dream to look for clues, seeing all kinds of weird things, and the target character is a murderer...it's really too similar.

"If, I mean if, I guide her in my reply letter and let her write "Invasion of Brain Cells", wouldn't it be interesting?" On the way back after sending the letter, Xu Jiuyang muttered to himself with his imagination running wild.

Just like after watching "The Matrix", everyone found that many things in it can be found in the corresponding plot in "Upgrade", which is all very interesting.

You should know that in addition to publishing science fiction novels and popular science articles, "Science Fiction World" also introduces some science fiction movies. For example, in the previous life, "The Matrix" was published in the magazine under the name "22nd Century Murder Network".

Of course, I will definitely not let Yuan Fang write in an overly bloody way, so how can I teach her little by little?
As soon as he returned home, Xu Jiuyang slipped into his small bedroom, took out some letter paper and started writing, and then was taken out again by his mother.

"Calling you to eat!"

"I didn't hear it."

"I didn't hear shit, you started writing novels again?" "No, I'm writing letters to people."

“…The high school entrance exam is just a few days away!”

"No problem. Considering your son's academic record of earning 7,000 yuan in royalties, there are plenty of high schools that want him!"

That’s right, this time I wrote 8 words for “Inception”, and the magazine paid me 90 yuan per thousand words as a royalty, so the total amount I received was 7 yuan.

Moreover, he is now a celebrity in school. There are not many people of his age who can publish articles in national publications.

It's just that he is too young, otherwise the Municipal Writers Association might consider recruiting him. After all, in this crappy prefecture-level city, how many people in the Writers Association have actually published articles?

So, let alone that he failed the high school entrance exam, even if he handed in a blank paper... well, that wouldn't work. Anyway, there was definitely a high school that wanted him. Anyway, he didn't expect to learn much in high school, so he just wanted to get through three years and get a diploma so he could be free.

However, the final result was both within and beyond his expectations.

"Tell me, what should we do now?" The old man, who rushed back from Shanghai in early August, threw the report card in front of Xu Jiuyang and asked with an unsuspecting look.

"Just let it sit." Xu Jiuyang didn't care.

Want to yell at me? Please publish two articles first. People who are successful and financially independent tend to speak with such confidence.

It was the same situation when I was two points short of the mark in the quiz to get into a key school. They called me over and asked me what to do. In this situation, I could only go to Chengnan Middle School.

Damn, I was only 12 years old at that time, I knew nothing, I could only say let’s go to the south of the city.

In the end, I spent all my money on this… No, you’ve already made the decision for me, and you’re still asking me what to do? You’re still asking me, a little boy who knows nothing, what to do. And then you don’t listen to me, just to show off how much effort you put in?
Receive!
"If it really doesn't work, the key schools in the surrounding villages and towns should be willing to accept you. If the school selection fee is not expensive, I can pay half of it myself." Xu Jiuyang said immediately.

In my previous life, it was because I went to that key boarding school in the village that I was able to train myself and have the courage to run away after graduation. Otherwise, I would have either repeated the grade endlessly or been thrown into the army.

The old man glared at him for a long time, then realized something and said unhappily, "Principal He said that special cases can be handled specially. You can go straight to the high school."

"What?" This was a little beyond Xu Jiuyang's expectations.

He immediately reacted: "You told him that I might win the award."

"Just mentioned it by the way." Dad said calmly.

Xu Jiuyang looked at his father as if he had discovered a new world: "Not bad, Dad, you can do this too."

"What are you talking about?" Dad said in feigned anger. "What do you think of me? I was organizing people... When I was treating people well, you were only this big."

"Yes, yes..." Xu Jiuyang rolled his eyes immediately, "Then let's do this - you can just discuss this over the phone, right? There's no need to come all the way back here, right?"

"It's all because of you," Dad glared again. "Writing science fiction is fine, but winning an award is a big deal. Is this really your only hope for a living?"

"The editor just said that he hopes I can attend the award ceremony, but I haven't confirmed whether I can win it..." Xu Jiuyang suddenly stopped talking here. He understood the meaning of his father's words.

No, I won the award, why are you following me?
(End of this chapter)