[Chapter 635 The Forest Overgrown With Black Pine]

The old man’s speech made Robb amused: “Wow, real art?”

“That’s right!” The old man hummed: “Things that are thought-provoking, touching, thought-provoking , that is the real literature and art, of course, the art of painting is also the same, I think these things must have a soul, in order to be truly liked by the public.”

“Yes, yes, you are right, sir.” Robb said: “Then go ahead and create, I’m looking forward to it.” The

old man was still full of stubbornness. After the last time he criticized Robb’s young child, he didn’t expect the kindergarten to sell out. He always felt that he had to come up with something decent, otherwise he felt a little slapped in the face, so he eagerly wanted to write a book of his own, and took out a quill on the spot: “I’ll write here, After you write it, go to your printing house to print.”

Robb expressed his support with a smile, then stood behind the elder and watched him write…

Book title: “Forest Overgrown with Black Pine”.

The old man was full of emotion, and he wrote it word by word. Robb looked at it carefully, don’t say, this old man’s literary level is really amazing, the words are so beautiful, and every sentence can be beautiful, but… this way The price of beauty is no drama.

He has written thousands of words and is still writing scenes! Repeatedly depicting the beauty of the forest.

Robb: “…”

After writing five thousand words on the scene, the old man finally let the hero appear, a melancholy middle-aged elf who lived for more than 400 years, with a whole body of sang, a guy with an extremely awkward personality , as soon as he appeared, he was watching everything around him from the perspective of a middle-aged elf. He felt a leaf, a tree, a bird… He was full of everything in this world. understand.

He swiped and realized more than ten thousand words.

Robb: “…” The

old man raised his head and laughed: “What? My book is profound! It deeply analyzes a poet’s love, hatred, awe, and sentimentality for this forest.”

Robb covered his face: “Old man, where’s the plot?”

“What?” The old man wondered: “Have you not seen the title of my book? “Forest Overgrown with Black Pines”, this is my article The theme of this book is to write about the perception of the forest, the deep feelings for the forest, what kind of plot do you want? There is no need for a plot at all.”

Robb: “…”

This is very embarrassing, Robb has a “flickering” “The words are brewing in the throat, but I don’t know whether to say it or not. After thinking about it carefully, forget it, don’t say anything about other people’s books, even if you are telling the truth, some people can’t bear it.

The elder himself was very satisfied, and continued to write frantically for a while, regardless of his old arms and legs, but the writing was really fast. He actually wrote 20,000 words by hand that day, which made Robb admire inexplicably, too strong! As far as Robb knows, there is an author named Infinite Change on a certain novel website. He is already a very diligent guy. He can write more than 10,000 words a day at most. He still uses the keyboard to type, not handwriting.

Elder Elf’s writing speed is simply proud of the pigeons.

So, a few days later, the elf elder came to Robb with a thick book of “Forest Overgrown with Black Pine”: “Hey, great Druid, my literary work is finally finished, I’m sure it is, This is a good book that everyone has read.”

Robb had no choice but to say: “Well, it’s a good book, and it will definitely sell well.”

Elder Elf said: “I plan to go to your printing factory now, Print five thousand copies first, what do you think?”

“Five thousand?” Robb was taken aback: “Hey, old gentleman, you better be steady, look at my Man painting, the first batch is only If you have printed five hundred copies to test the water, you will need five thousand for this one print. Will it be too much? If you can’t sell it, you will lose a lot.”

“See what you said.” “Your Man painting, didn’t it sell almost 8,000 copies in the end? This book of mine is thoughtful and a book with a soul. No matter how you look at it, it is better than your Man painting book, since you can sell it instinctively. Eight thousand, selling 10,000 copies of my book is a trivial matter, I only printed five thousand copies in the first batch, which is already very cautious.”

After speaking, the old man turned around gracefully and walked towards the printing factory. As he walked, he said to the elf guard behind him: “Go and bring all the money from my family, and give it all to the printing factory to print books!”

Robb: ” ”

Well, this old man is like a newcomer writing an online novel for the first time. He doesn’t take Wubai seriously when he opens his mouth. What three little potatoes are all chickens. Once I write a book, I will be invincible in the world. For such a person, persuasion is ineffective, and they can only send a song.

Robb waved at the old man’s back and sang, “Maybe I will hit the south wall before I turn back, maybe I will give up when I see the Yellow River, maybe I have to go all the way to the dark…” The

old man turned his head Come on, Qi said, “What are you singing there in Chinese? I don’t understand.”

Robb said, “I’m singing a song of blessing.”

“So it is.” The old man went away happily.

Robb covered his face…

A few days later, the first block for printing “hard paper” was successfully made. The characters on this block were very small and thin because it was written with a quill pen. Well, many lines can be printed on one page.

It is impossible to print this kind of characters on rice paper, because the ink on rice paper is easy to spread. If you print such small characters, the ink will spread to the side, and the whole character will be smeared.

However, the hard paper developed by the elf alchemist and the rabbit craftsman is different. The ink on this paper will not spread, and small characters can be printed on it without sticking. The quality is extremely high. Of course, the cost is also high. So lost.

The elder Elf printed 5,000 copies of “Forest Overgrown with Black Pines” using more expensive paper. The paper mill and the printing factory both made a lot of money, and the workers were very happy.

But well…

the elf elder himself is not so happy!

His great work “Forest Overgrown with Black Pine”, with all his strength, suffered a tragic attack on the street. Although the entire elves were dispatched to help him sell it desperately, it only sold a few hundred copies, and his first A full 5,000 copies were printed in one edition, and more than 4,000 copies were accumulated at home.

This wave of blood loss has cost all the coffins that the elf elders managed to save. In the end, only a few nobles and literary youths shouted hello, and the books piled up in the house…

After all … What went wrong?

After a deep review and crazy research, the Elf Elder came to the conclusion that this year’s readers are too naive! His books can only be read by Lao Bai.

[End of This Chapter]