Chapter 53 Jinjiang first release Chapter 53 Writing a story also needs to be done with my husband...
Yu Qinglong was very serious.
He was determined to sell picture books. He'd watched plenty of good movies and TV shows as a child, and read a lot of books, too. His mind was filled with all sorts of stories.
Moreover, many cases themselves are complete stories, so he can learn a lot from them.
So he set aside an hour and a half for himself to write the novel, starting right after he had dinner and returned to the house, around the time of Xu.
He planned to write during this period from now on, barring any special circumstances. He would then ask Fang Shu to review it for him, and polish it the same day, aiming to finish the first volume as soon as possible.
When Yu Qinglong wrote, he paid great attention to the plot and writing style. As for the writing style, he mostly wrote in vernacular.
"That's all I'll write today. My husband, please help me take a look at it." Yu Qinglong handed all the manuscripts of the first chapter to Fang Shu, which was about two thousand words.
"Long Ge'er, where do all these weird ideas come from?"
"This little bit and that little bit, it adds up to a lot. See if it's interesting first."
Fang Shu had read what Yu Qinglong wrote before, but he only read a few paragraphs, not the entire chapter. It was more like a summary of the story.
But after Yu Qinglong decided to write "Shen Ge'er" instead of "Shen Nu", he started over again and changed "Shen Ge'er" to "Xian Ge'er" because it seemed to look more pleasing to the eye.
Fang Shu asked him why he didn't just change the gender. Yu Qinglong said, "Boys behave a little differently from women. There are some subtle differences. If I don't change it, it won't read as smoothly."
So he rewrote it and added some new ideas to the original version.
Fang Shu took the new edition and read it. After reading the entire chapter, he found that the story was completely different from the previous one. The protagonist, the scholar, was just about to appear.
The protagonists, the scholar and the fairy, don't meet as quickly as in the first version. In the story, a dandy young man, while hiking in the mountains, encounters the injured and lost fairy. Unable to find his way home, the fairy is hungry, thirsty, and penniless. Recognizing his handsome appearance, the dandy rescues him and offers him a bowl of porridge.
The dandy was wealthy and appeared to be a good person. Xian Ge'er was grateful for his kindness and reputation as a good family man. Unexpectedly, upon hearing the dandy's thoughts, he discovered that he wanted to raise him well and then send him to a demonic monk over seventy years old to seek a promotion!
Xian Ge'er was both angry and frightened, and his original gratitude disappeared. He used up his remaining magic power to knock Wan Ku unconscious, and then took over Wan Ku's body.
During the day, he walked the world in the form of a dandy, and at night, due to insufficient magical power, he returned to his own body. Under the moonlight, he absorbed the moon essence to replenish his immortal power, and the next day he returned to the body of a dandy.
On this day, the elders in his family urged him to become a disciple and study. When he refused to listen to their advice, they tied him up and sent him to the school.
There are so many students in the school that some teachers cannot manage them all, so they will ask a few students with outstanding abilities to take care of the new students.
So the stupid "Xian Ge'er" met the cold and handsome down-and-out scholar.
"Xian Ge'er", who could barely read, was asked by his teacher to learn twenty characters and memorize two poems in one day. He struggled to recite them for a long time but couldn't, so the teacher found a senior student to teach him.
This senior brother was said to be of high character and learning, and also of remarkable appearance. The teacher had declared that if he could not teach "Xian Ge'er" the way he had been taught, the senior brother would also be punished.
The stupid "Xian Ge'er" was just curious about how good this person's character and knowledge were, and how heroic he was, when his senior brother walked towards him calmly.
Fang Shu: “…”
Fang Shu went to change the page, but saw that it was gone. He looked at Yu Qinglong hesitantly, wanting to say something.
Yu Qinglong felt that his reaction was beyond his expectations, so he asked, "Is it not good-looking?"
Fang Shu chose his words carefully: "It looks good, but it might be a little inappropriate to write it this way."
"Why is it inappropriate?"
"Although Mo Lanzhou is an immortal, he is still a man after all. He occupies the body of a man and walks the world, and although there are legitimate reasons, writing like this may anger those who regard husbands as the gods. Besides, you are mainly writing about Mo Lanzhou's life, and most people who read these books are scholars. Brother Long, have you forgotten? Usually, only men can read."
“…” A basin of cold water was poured down on him, and Yu Qinglong began to understand a little.
"But don't be sad, Brother Long, the story is still very interesting." Fang Shu said, "I still really want to know about Mo Lanzhou and Gu Xiucai."
"I'm not sad." Yu Qinglong thought carefully and said, "You're right. There are indeed some problems with writing it this way."
Just like most boys like to read novels from the male protagonist's perspective, while most girls like to read novels from the female protagonist's perspective, which protagonist's perspective to adopt is a very critical issue.
He subconsciously writes from the perspective of the bottom, but in this era, most readers are tops. If he writes mainly bottom works, some people may read them, but the sense of substitution is not strong, and it will definitely be affected by the reading experience.
As expected of a well-read person, he could spot the awkwardness at a glance.
"Then I'll write another version," Yu Qinglong said, "focusing on Gu Huai'en's life."
"But it's too late now. It will take at least another hour for you to write another version."
"Then I'll just write half of it first. At least it's a good start. Otherwise, if I put it off until tomorrow, there might not be any progress at all."
"Okay, I'll accompany you. But you don't know what the life of a scholar is like, so how can I write about it?"
"Don't you have me here?" Yu Qinglong spread out the paper. "If I don't know something, can't I just ask you?"
Fang Shu thought about it and agreed with a smile: "Okay, then I'll grind the ink for you. But Long Ge'er, how about we learn the wrong characters before writing?"
Yu Qinglong took a look and saw Fang Shu had circled his typos, seven in total. Some he didn't know how to write, so he used simplified characters. Others he was half-baked at, writing neither traditional nor simplified characters correctly. Fortunately, Fang Shu understood what he was trying to write.
Yu Qinglong was sitting on a chair, holding a brush and waiting, but Fang Shu came around behind him.
Fang Shu leaned over and put his arms around him, gently pressing his hand on the paper with one hand, holding his hand holding the pen with the other hand, and leaning his face against his ear.
He could kiss Fang Shu just by turning his head. No, he didn't even need to turn his head, they were already pressed together.
It feels magical to have the warmth of another person on your cheek.
Although they had done more intimate things than this, this posture made one's heart beat faster. I wonder if it was because the lights were always off when they were intimate in the past, but now the room was brightly lit by the oil lamp.
Every subtle expression on each other's face could not escape the other's gaze. As long as they were willing to look, the thoughts in their hearts could not be hidden.
Yu Qinglong forced himself to come back to his senses. Fang Shu did the same, his left thumb gently rubbing the palm of Yu Qinglong's hand while his other hand guided Yu Qinglong in writing the correct characters stroke by stroke.
After writing all seven words, Fang Shu did not let go of Yu Qinglong. Instead, he continued to hold his hand and wrote a second time.
Yu Qinglong didn't hide, and kept a mental note while writing until he almost finished the third line. He was just thinking about telling Fang Shu that he had learned the fourth line when Fang Shu slowly took the pen from his hand and placed it on the pen holder.
"Not writing anymore?" Yu Qinglong asked.
"You have already learned it." Fang Shu said, "otherwise you would have asked me the moment I took out the pen."
"You're right. I'll finish writing the new version as soon as possible."
"Okay." Fang Shu said as he tucked the hair on Yu Qinglong's forehead behind his ear and went to grind the ink.
The room became very quiet, with only the faint sound of grinding ink. The fragrance of the ink seemed to transform into light smoke and drifted throughout the room, invisibly entwining them.
Yu Qinglong wrote a few words and suddenly found that he couldn't concentrate.
He touched his cheek involuntarily, then suddenly put his hand down under Fang Shu's understanding gaze.
Fang Shu coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Brother Long, why do you start writing from the upper left corner?"
Um?
Yu Qinglong took a closer look and saw that his old habits had come back again!
He glared at Fang Shu and said, "It was all your fault that you were so close to me just now."
Fang Shu said, "It's unfair, husband. I didn't do anything."
Yu Qinglong thought to himself that if you did something, I might not feel that much.
He spread out a new piece of paper, and thinking about it, he felt very painful, so he put the one with the wrong writing on the other side to keep it for use when he made the wrong word again.
He warned Fang Shu: "You are not allowed to come over again, hug me, or talk to me until I finish writing."
Fang Shu said: "Okay, then I will just look at you."
Yu Qinglong was very domineering: "Even just looking at it won't do. Just lower your head and grind the ink, then go back to study."
Fang Shu just smiled and said nothing.
Yu Qinglong bit his lip, lowered his head, took a deep breath, and slowly immersed himself in the new version of the story.
It was late that night, and both of them were very careful when washing up. Yu Qinglong felt a little sleepy when he lay down in the bed. Fang Shu thought about it and said nothing, just leaning sideways to look at Yu Qinglong in the dark.
In fact, he couldn't see it clearly, but he just felt that even if it was not clear, he could vaguely see the outline and knew that Yu Qinglong was by his side, so he was very happy.
Yu Qinglong fell asleep quickly. Fang Shu got up again on tiptoe, went to the study, lit the lamp, and revised the last manuscript Yu Qinglong had finished.
He checked every word to see if there were any mistakes, and then polished the entire content carefully, making it read more emotionally and with more beautiful sentences. Only then did he go back and lie down again, gently hugging Yu Qinglong.
The next day, Yu Qinglong was the first to open his eyes.
He saw Fang Shu was still sleeping, but he didn't wake him up, because starting today he didn't have to go out so early and could sleep a little longer.
He got dressed and went to the study to see what he had written last night. He was so sleepy when he finished writing last night that he was not sure if there were any mistakes in his writing.
But when he got to the table, he saw that next to the manuscript he had written, there was another manuscript with neat handwriting and concise wording.
There was no need to ask who wrote it. After Yu Qinglong carefully read through it, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that there must be a reason why he was able to pass the examination and become a scholar at such a young age.
It is obviously the same story and the plot sequence has not changed, but the effect of the whole article is different once the wording is changed, and the emotions become particularly full.
The down-and-out scholar, already from a poor family, was repeatedly bullied by the wealthy students at school. Now, he'd been given an unachievable task. The man, disguised as a man, couldn't read a single word and was a playboy. What was he to do?!
After reading the manuscript, Yu Qinglong wanted to write "Please listen to the next episode for details." But after looking at Fang Shu's handwriting and then his own, he decided not to.
If Fang Shu wrote more, it would be the finishing touch. If he wrote more, it would be a poor imitation.
But this stuffy guy actually stayed up late at night to come and finish this job. So cute, I should give him some reward.
Yu Qinglong went to the kitchen to find Fang Wushi: "Good morning, mother. Do you have any unused coarse cloth or fine hemp rope at home?"
Fang Wu said, "There's nothing left. Do you want to use it?"
Yu Qinglong said, "I want to make something for the city guards."
When Fang Wu heard what she was buying for her son, she smiled and said, "No, you can go to town and buy one if you need it. Or you can ask Changjie to bring one back when the time comes."
That was an idea. Anyway, if he didn't tell me, Fang Shu wouldn't know what he was going to do with it.
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Author's words: Fang Shu: I am the best man who loves his husband the most in the world [Let me know]
Qinglong: You are the warmest baby in the world [dog head]
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