Chapter 242 The World
"Good morning." Chu Ge brushed his teeth and walked to the door to peek in: "Why are you sitting in front of the computer so early in the morning?"
Qiu Wuji closed the document in a panic: "I'm worried about the comics, and I want to finish it as soon as possible."
"There's no need to be so anxious. In the early stages, we just produced the character designs, and there's no client review. We can just draw as we like, so just go with the flow." Chu Ge said quickly, "Today is the beginning of winter, and I think we should think about how to celebrate the festival."
"It's the beginning of winter?" Qiu Wuji was stunned.
The climate in this world is warm, and I really don’t feel much that winter has arrived.
I didn’t feel the flavor of late autumn at all in the past few days. It felt like the Mid-Autumn Festival had not been over for long.
The endless autumn season disappeared so quietly without even a trace of awareness.
Qiu Wuji scratched his head.
Chugo swish swish.
The two looked at each other for a while, Qiu Wuji bared his teeth: "What are you brushing for? It's all your fault. You're actually fighting with others during the last moments of autumn. There's no mood at all."
Chu Ge laughed: "It seems that we spent the last time reminiscing about the past at the Huangpu River."
Qiu Wuji felt much better after thinking this. Looking out over the river and watching the wild geese flying back home, the artistic conception was still good, but it was a pity that he didn't say something more literary to commemorate it. Oh, it's actually nothing. The autumn in the world of the book has passed quietly, and the snow has been falling for a long time without any feeling. Why do I feel unhappy when I come here?
It's all because he's around, it kills people's moods. They always want someone to accompany them during holidays and birthdays...
Qiu Wuji, ah Qiu Wuji, you can't... uh...
Chu Ge went back to the bathroom, brushed his teeth in no time, and came out rubbing his face again: "The beginning of winter is a small festival here. Nanjiang people eat glutinous rice balls according to custom, and it is said that people in the north eat dumplings. We can do either of us. Which one do you like?"
Qiu Wuji said with a straight face: "What kind of festival is this?"
Chugo was stunned: "Huh?"
"Autumn is gone and winter is here. You are celebrating when it is clearly an ominous sign. Are you trying to change to a woman who brings winter?"
"Fuck me..." Chu Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Today's fear of marriage +1."
Qiu Wuji was just joking. What's the ominous thing? There are four seasons every year. Don't we have to celebrate winter? But he really didn't want to celebrate this kind of festival, so he said, "If you have a custom, I'll buy some glutinous rice balls and cook them today. There's no need to celebrate the festival specially."
"Okay...how long will it take for your comics class to finish?"
"It will take about eight or nine months to complete the course, but we are not here to get a certificate of completion, just to learn the routine. I often ask teachers privately that they have already skipped the process of learning painting and drawing."
"Then give the teacher more red envelopes."
"I know. Go ahead, go ahead and finish the comic script while you still have some manuscripts in reserve... I'll go make some breakfast first and go buy groceries later."
She is so virtuous. Chu Ge returned to his room with tears in his eyes. He opened his character document and happily read the Qiu Wuji column for a long time. He couldn't type a single word.
I am such a genius to be able to write such a good woman!
He opened the group chat and took a look. He saw that the group was talking enthusiastically about the photo they posted on Weibo yesterday early in the morning. In the photo, he was standing by the river with his arm around Qiu Wuji's shoulders, smiling a little silly; Qiu Wuji was leaning on his shoulder, holding a milk tea in one hand and taking a selfie with his mobile phone in the other hand, with a sweet smile.
The river and the Oriental Pearl Tower behind you witness your sweet smile on the last day of autumn.
"It's over. These two look more and more compatible. Qiuqiu is not mine anymore..."
"You're used to it. You've watched it from the beginning of autumn to the beginning of winter, for three whole months. Even if a pig and Qiuqiu stood together, you would probably think they were a good match."
Chu Ge: “…”
These people are so biased!
"Three months, do you know how I spent these three months? These two just fed me dog food all day long and didn't do any real work. Short and Little Ge are simply not human!"
"That's right, I thought you were writing at home, but you quietly ran to the Magic City to take photos. I have time to update!"
"Fuck." Chu Ge couldn't hold it in any longer: "You are more cruel than the capitalists?"
"Hey, look who's here?"
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Ge? Where's today's update?"
"Fuck..." Chu Ge burst into tears.
This is what it means to be at the bottom of the group. There is basically no other outcome for you to post more posts other than being scolded for being too short and urged to update more.
Speaking of which, my own book group is also a unique sight... Although it is basically a rule that most book groups do not talk about books, it is probably unique that a couple often chat about authors here for no reason.
Moreover, both groups are like this. The “ready for battle at any time” group is also full. What should we do?
There are already 5,000 people...
Chu Ge was thinking that there was basically no limit on the number of fans who could join the group before, and it was full too quickly. He was considering whether to open a deacon group or something like that to divert the personnel... What would be a good name for the new group this time? How about letting them hold a spear? Let's see if they dare to say it's short after they hold it! Qiu Qiu didn't dare to say that, humph.
Just as I was thinking about it, my private chat rang. It was a strange profile picture. I clicked it and saw: "Master Chu, I'm Long Feijia."
Chu Ge was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was the kid who played with the wind in the black room. This kid seemed very shy, with a low sense of presence, and he didn't say much.
"How did you get into my book group?"
"Panda and his friends were promoting the book every day, so I read it and became a book lover."
"Emmmm, but shouldn't you be traveling in the Magic City with Panda and the others now?"
Long Feijia was silent for a moment before he said, "They were traveling, and I ran out for a job interview. Then they told me to wait for notification, but from the tone of their voice, it was basically hopeless."
Chu Ge just remembered that this kid seemed to be a college graduate. He had failed the postgraduate entrance examination before. So it seems that he has graduated for some time and still hasn't found a job?
Long Feijia also knew what Chu Ge was thinking, and said helplessly: "Am I a failure, Mr. Chu? I came to Shanghai this time thinking I could help Brother Zhong, but in the end I did nothing and just watched. Then I sent out another job application... It feels like I am of no use to you at all."
Chu Ge said: "It's not a good mentality for a young person like this. Take the case of Zhong Yi for example. You should look at it from the other side - I am a lucky general. As long as I stand there, I can win without making any moves."
Long Feijia was sitting in a flowerbed at the entrance of a building somewhere in Shanghai. He looked gloomy at first, but after reading these words, he couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this Ah Q?"
"Q point is good, Q is cute." Chu Ge said: "There are many things in life that are not satisfactory. It's hard to be a little Q."
"Hmm... I heard that Chu Da was also a failure in the past. Is this how you survived back then?"
Chu Ge stared at the screen in a trance, and after a while he smiled and typed, "Yes. I thought that I couldn't get her in real life, so I had to write about the most perfect woman in the book, and then I did that."
Then she came out.
Although I didn't expect it when I wrote it.
"Actually..." Long Feijia said hesitantly, "Actually, I have also been trying to write a book these days, but I couldn't get a contract. I joined a training class a few days ago and paid more than a thousand yuan. The teacher said that it would guarantee passing the contract, and then Chu Da would guide me..."
Chu Ge: “?”
"What's wrong Chu Da?"
"If you want to learn how to write a book, just ask me. I'm a member of the Black Room. I'll teach you for free. Why are you still paying money to a liar?"
"fraud?"
Chu Ge sighed and asked him seriously, "Does the teacher have the qualifications to run a school? Let's not talk about such serious things. Just talking about what masterpieces he has written, has he told you?"
"No, no... He just said that he was very close to so-and-so and had posted photos of them together or something."
"Photos are useless. I have a photo with Director Xie. How can I run a celebrity training class? I've never heard of famous writers charging for running classes. Do you know why?"
"I don't know... The teacher said that the skills of eating are not taught easily, and you have to pay to learn knowledge. I think it makes sense."
"You're wrong. This is because advanced knowledge is basically the accumulation of personal experience and is not universally applicable. You listen to what the masters say about how they write, but it doesn't work on you personally. It's hard for me to teach Qiuqiu one-on-one, let alone summarize it in a class. So the masters will publish their experiences on the website. How much you can use depends on you personally. No one will charge for this. It will ruin their reputation."
"But, but what the teacher said seems to be very particular..."
"For basic knowledge, you can find enthusiastic writers summarizing it on forums or websites, including the public experiences of the masters I just mentioned. Those who steal other people's experiences and make them sound great are basically scammers. If someone is really capable of teaching others, he himself would have become a master, so why haven't we heard of his name?"
"But, but he said that he would guarantee the contract, but he would refund the money... I asked around, and he did refund the money, and that's why I trust him..."
"He was fishing everywhere. There were always people who could sign the contract. He collected money from a hundred people, and fifty of them failed and withdrew. He also made a net profit of fifty. He made one thousand from each person, and fifty thousand was enough for him."
Long Fei and Jia Ren were stunned. It took them a long time to utter two words: "Fuck!"
Chu Ge’s thoughts also detached from the supernatural world and the upper-class cocktail party after returning from the Magic City, and returned to reality.
Real life is the theme... Even people with special abilities like Long Xiaojia need to worry about finding a job and making money.
It's not that the people who were deceived are stupid. It's just that different trades require different talents. The young and stubborn people who enter the trade naturally don't know the ins and outs of the trade, unlike the old hands who have seen too much over the years... When people see a straw in despair, they will grab it at all costs.
He couldn't help but think of Zhang Qiren again.
Zhang Qiren is smart enough. He was almost cheated by this kind of class in the past. The reason why he didn't get cheated in the end was very real, because he was reluctant to pay more than a thousand yuan.
As if they had a telepathic connection, Long Feijia said as soon as he thought of Zhang Qiren: "Chu Da, you are very familiar with Zhang Qiren, right?"
"Huh?" Chu Ge came to his senses: "Ah... yes."
"When Zhang Qiren and Black House were working together before, we added each other as friends. He also knew that I hadn't found a job for a long time, and asked me if I would go to Neon to help him. Chu Da, I was a little hesitant, and felt that what he was doing was not a good thing, but... I originally thought that if I could make money by writing books..."
Chu Ge was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Writing novels is a dead end. If you don't do it out of passion, but just to make a living, then you'd better not get into this business."
"That strange man..."
"Honestly, I don't recommend it."
"Ah... Isn't Zhang Qiren your good brother?"
"Just because my brother went down a bad path, I don't want another friend to follow in his footsteps."
Long Feijia was silent for a moment, then replied, "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Chu."
He put away his phone, took a long breath, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Long Feijia took it out and saw that it was the HR who had just interviewed him. "Mr. Long, if it's convenient, please come for the re-interview at 3 o'clock this afternoon."
Long Feijia clenched the phone tightly and almost let out a "yeah".
I am obviously not a lucky general, but why do I feel that Chu Dacai is a lucky general?
He turned around and looked at the logo on the building. This was an international music company!
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