Shang Yechu feigned a moment of surprise: "So that's how it is..."
Why did Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng suddenly bring this up? Shang Yechu didn't realize that she and this old lady were that close.
Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng's face showed a hint of nostalgia: "Actually, I didn't initially intend to write 'Phoenix Playing with Dragon' to be this long. Around the tenth book, I felt that the story should end."
Grandma Jiang was lost in her own thoughts and remained silent for a long time. Shang Yechu didn't want to interrupt her, so she could only listen quietly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng suddenly came to his senses, looked at Shang Yechu and smiled, "Actually, you don't want to hear it, do you?"
"..." Shang Yechu really didn't know how to respond. This old lady's chatter could kill a person. "The Mute Woman" had just flopped, the script for "Xiao Fengque" wasn't finished yet, and the role for "Tianban" was still undecided. Shang Yechu wasn't a psychologist or a therapist; listening attentively to Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng's conversation was already her limit. To say she enjoyed it would be a blatant lie.
Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng suddenly sighed: "You and Li Yi are very similar. When I usually say these things to him, he always listens with a smile, but the look in his eyes is exactly the same as yours."
Shang Yechu was silent for a moment, then a look of shame appeared on her face: "Teacher Jiang, I wasn't impatient... I'm just a little tired lately. Please go ahead and tell me, I'm listening."
“People tend to become more talkative when they get old,” Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng shook his head and laughed. “Then I’ll keep it short. When I was writing the tenth book, I felt that this story should end. So I wrote a book called ‘Phoenix Plays with Dragon: Slaying the Heavenly Gang’ as the finale of this series.”
"At that time, I was over thirty, but I wasn't that mature yet. I was arrogant and full of indignation, thinking that the world revolved around me, that the world needed me to reflect and criticize, and that readers needed me to awaken and enlighten them."
"In 'Slaying the Heavenly Gang,' I wrote extensively about the dark feudal society, criticizing feudal imperial power, Jianghu conspiracies, and how the old society turned people into ghosts. I also killed off the protagonist Xiao Fengque, Xie An, and the people of Tianji Tower."
Shang Yechu let out a timely "Huh?"
Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng said with a smile, "Do you know how they all died?"
Shang Yechu chimed in, "What's wrong?"
"Xiao Fengque stormed into the Flying Pavilion alone and was crushed into mud by the boulder array; Xie An died from being pierced by ten thousand arrows; all the members of the Heavenly Mystery Tower were beheaded, and the Heavenly Mystery Tower was burned to the ground. After their deaths, they were all burdened with the stigma of corruption and treason, their reputations ruined and their infamy lasting for ten thousand years."
Shang Yechu: "..."
It's surprising that the kind and gentle old lady Jiang Aihua has such a wild past.
Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng took another sip of tea: "Well, you probably guessed the result. My editor and I had a huge argument, a really heated one. This version of the manuscript was ruthlessly scrapped."
"I couldn't argue with my editor, so I had to compromise and rewrite a sequel. That sequel was of very poor quality, and even CTS didn't adapt it for this adaptation."
"As part of the compromise, I rewrote the book 'Slaying the Heavenly Gang' into 'The Heavenly Gang Star-Slaying Sword,' changed the pen name, and pretended it was written by a new author. Only then did my editor reluctantly use his connections to publish it. Sure enough, the book sold very poorly, and the first print run of 2,000 copies didn't even sell out."
"Because this book was published at the insistence of my editor, she also had a lot of her salary deducted due to the decision-making error."
A smile appeared on Jiang Shang Nongchao's face: "Do you know who my editor is? It's Li Yi's grandmother."
"Everyone thinks we met at a writers' conference after we became famous. But that's not true. When I met her, she wasn't a writer yet; she was just an editor."
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