Next, Hou Wenjie, who was supposed to be interrogated in the interrogation room, instead comforted Tang Ren for five minutes.
Tang Ren was so moved that he burst into tears and swore an oath to the heavens:
"Brother Huang, don't worry, I'll definitely help you promote this book. In the entire Kyoto police force, who doesn't know the name of my Chinatown Detective!"
I can call out to all 40,000 police officers in Kyoto, and they'll all give me face and read this novel!
Throughout the entire Kyoto yakuza community, who doesn't know the name of Kyoto Timely Rain!
I can say whatever I want, and there are tens of thousands of yakuza groups of all sizes in Kyoto! Do these people dare disobey me?!
That adds up to 100,000 people. With a little more push, you could easily surpass one million readers!
Hou Wenjie listened quietly as Tang Ren boasted.
Meanwhile, inside the police station, Higashino Daiki, the captain of the investigation team and a native of the island, was already sweating profusely.
"Smith, Masai! Zhang Sang, this is all our mistake. We will definitely deal with the issue of the elegant undershirt promptly! Please give us a chance to correct it!"
Mr. Hou will be released immediately!
Zhang San adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "Captain Da Mu, don't panic. Actually, I'm a very kind person."
Kindness? Who would believe that?! Thinking of this legendary legal expert's terrifying record of sending both the plaintiff and the judge to prison in court, Da Mu felt inexplicably uneasy!
A person's name, a tree's shadow!
This outlaw is not just a name he has earned for nothing!
…
Watching Hou Wenjie swagger out of the police station, the elegant woman beneath her shirt felt a pang of heartache, but seeing Captain Da Mu's ashen face beside her, she fell silent again.
Da Mu watched as Hou Wenjie and his companion got into the car and disappeared from sight before glancing at the elegant figure beneath his shirt and slowly speaking:
"Shinobu, you've gone too far this time!"
Beneath her elegant dress, her eyes were filled with grievance, tears welling up in her eyes. "But..."
Daiki's eyes were filled with disappointment: "There are no buts... If it weren't for the fact that your mother is my best friend and you are a high-achieving student who returned from the mainland, you would have been suspended from your job by now."
Remember, law enforcement officers must never break the law!
With that, Damu turned and left, the clatter of his leather shoes echoing in the hallway.
Underneath the shirt, looking elegantly at the ever-flowing Edogawa River in the distance, she burst into tears.
…
Evening, at Hyakusho Sauce Izakaya.
Hou Wenjie, Zhang San, and Kong Yiji are drinking.
Kong Yiji's original name was not Kong Yiji; his parents named him Kong Ji.
The name Kong Ji accompanied him for many years, until Hou Wenjie told him an interesting story.
"I have a friend who goes by the online name 'Melancholy Dou,' but his real name is Dou Xiaowei. He is an unknown bar singer."
Later, he changed his name to Dou Wei! Just like that once-popular rock singer, he cut his long hair and still rocked with a buzz cut.
Later on, he really did become successful, and many wealthy women liked his youthful, high-quality replica.
I love listening to him sing "No Place to Hide" when we're having a hysterical argument!
This perfectly satisfies the perverse pleasures of some wealthy women!
[Note: Reader #2, the melancholy Dou, has made his appearance.]
After hearing Hou Wenjie's story, Kong Ji immediately took his ID card to the police station and changed his name to Kong Yiji.
He said he had dreamed that some wealthy women would criticize him, but in the end, he found that none of them would.
Kong Yiji worked for a magazine company that published a magazine called "He Dao Women".
Tonight's drinking party is to welcome Hou Wenjie back.
Kong Yiji sighed, "I haven't seen Jiecheng in a long time. What's he doing?"
Zhang San took a bite of the roasted meat and said, "He's filming a movie. He's been very busy lately. After filming, he still has to coach the actresses. It's very hard work."
Hou Wenjie looked at Kong Yiji and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look more troubled than I am?"
Kong Yiji said:
"As you know, with the internet becoming more and more developed, everyone can access countless pieces of information every day, making it increasingly difficult for physical magazines to sell."
And the more this happens, the more competitive it becomes. These past few days, I've finally come up with a question: [Why are women not shy about sunbathing naked on the beach, but become incredibly shy when the wind blows their skirts in the street?]
In response to this female psychology, I conducted extensive questionnaire surveys, and even extended the discussion to "why women are so disgusted by upskirt photography," and elaborated on the changes in women's psychological thoughts.
As a result, when I finally finished this project after much effort and submitted it to the editor-in-chief, it was rejected. They said they were afraid that it would be boycotted by women's rights organizations after publication!
I don't understand either, how can this be related to feminism?
Kong Yiji took a big gulp of wine and felt very depressed.
Hou Wenjie smiled. In recent years, Asian countries have been influenced by the West, and women's rights organizations have become very popular.
A series of surreal and fantastical events unfolded, leaving audiences breathless. In mainland China, some feminist organizations even advocated for women's bodily freedom and demanded the legalization of striptease.
There are extreme feminist organizations that are calling for rocket launchers that can launch female body parts.
Compared to the mainland, the islands were occupied more deeply.
As a great man of his generation, Mr. Qian once said.
To dismantle a nation, simply remove the backbone and spirit from its men, and take away the shame and kindness from its women. Once the social atmosphere is corrupted, it will be difficult to repair for generations.
The group only touched on the topic briefly, as it wasn't a pleasant subject.
Hou Wenjie took a sip of his drink and asked, "Didn't you say before that you were planning to quit your job at the magazine and write novels like me?"
Kong Yiji shook his head: "I wrote it, but the results were very poor, and I am worried about the future of online literature."
At this moment, Zhang San adjusted his glasses and laughed, "Oh? You're going to discuss the state of the world?"
Kong Yiji said, "Look at the online literature world now. It seems to be very prosperous, but it has long passed its heyday. Now, system novels, sign-in novels, and fan fiction are all popular."
They have very little of their own; they look like mass-produced products, all very similar.
A sign-in post is that kind of post where you can get everything without any effort and then crush everyone else. Do you know that feeling?
Without a process of struggle, it might feel satisfying to watch at the time, but it won't leave a lasting impression; you'll forget it as soon as you see it!
Because in these stories, the characters lack their own thoughts; they are merely tools of the system. The other villains are also just tools, there for the protagonist to trample on; they have no soul, no flesh and blood.
Every day, these trendy themes are constantly being produced, yet they still manage to generate decent profits.
Those online novels that truly focus on storytelling and character development, and aren't necessarily just for entertainment, have been buried.
Looking at online novels now, do you think they resemble the once wildly popular Hong Kong movies?
Back then, Hong Kong films thrived on gambling and action movies!
Various shoddy productions and poorly made films from small workshops emerged one after another, leading to the loss of the Southeast Asian and Taiwanese markets and a complete decline.
What about now? All sorts of system documents and sign-in messages are popping up everywhere, just copy and paste!
If this continues, I think online articles will eventually be replaced by short videos, because short videos are more entertaining!
Hou Wenjie hadn't expected Kong Yiji to be so excited, and asked curiously, "How much did you get paid for your writing last month?"
Kong Yiji said dejectedly, "6.81 yuan!"
Hou Wenjie nodded and advised:
"If you simply want to survive by writing online novels, then wait until you've survived before you start competing with the world."
If you're simply pursuing a literary dream, then who cares? Write however you want! Dreams never fade!
Kong Yiji took another sip of wine, sighed, and said:
"But I'm a bit stubborn and like to challenge myself. I want to achieve my dreams and make money at the same time!"
But I also know that I don't have that talent.
This is precisely where my pain lies!
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