In the main hall of the Li Estate.
Li Zexuan continued to speak with assurance. He extended a second finger and said, "Secondly, I think we need to figure out the audience of the newspaper. With the publication of the Tang Dynasty Dictionary and the promotion of pinyin, the number of literate people will far exceed the current number of scholars. These people don't read much, so they definitely won't be able to understand profound classical Chinese. I think that in the future, the newspaper should mainly be written in the vernacular.
But considering that the dictionary and pinyin haven't been fully promoted yet, we can do a preliminary experiment. We can divide the newspaper into a few sections. One section will be called Literati Interaction. In this section, everything will be written in classical Chinese. Here, the scholars can express their interpretations of the imperial court's decrees and different viewpoints from different schools of thought. This section will become a paradise for literati to communicate. The other sections will be written in the vernacular! "
Ma Zhou couldn't help but nod and say, "That's a good idea. Before I came, I also considered this problem."
Li Zexuan continued, "Thirdly, regarding the current news, Brother Ma, you can put it into a separate section. This section is mainly used to record the recent strange events, but the writing style can't be so serious. The title can't be as rigid as what you wrote. You have to write it in a relaxed and humorous way to attract people. Don't the people read the newspaper for fun and novelty?"
Ma Zhou worked so hard to write the news article for so long. Many of the words were carefully crafted by him. In the end, he was criticized as worthless by Li Zexuan. He was a little embarrassed and his stubborn temper almost flared up again. But this time, he forced himself to hold it back. He was a little unconvinced and asked,
"Then Lord Jue, how do you think I should write it?"
Li Zexuan smiled. He could also see that Ma Zhou still had a little temper. But it was normal for literati to be arrogant. He didn't mind too much and said, "As for how to write it in a way that will attract people, Brother Ma has to figure it out yourself. But I can provide Brother Ma with an example. For example, you can start by writing:
Why did a ninety-year-old woman die naked on the streets? Why did hundreds of female donkeys scream in the middle of the night? Why did the underwear of the courtesans of Hundred Flowers Tower get stolen? Who was the perpetrator of the serial rape and killing of sows? Why did the old nun's door get knocked every night? Was it a person or a ghost? What was behind the accidental deaths of hundreds of female dogs? Behind all this, was it the distortion of human nature or the decay of morality? Was it the eruption of sex or the helplessness of thirst? Stay tuned for the eighth issue of Datang Daily … "
"Pu!"
Li Zexuan was really full of surprises. Before he could finish, Ma Zhou felt dizzy and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Where's your integrity? My Lord Jue, where is your integrity?
Ma Zhou felt that he had no integrity when he put down his pride as a scholar and shamelessly went to work in the workshop. However, he did not expect that there would be a scholar who was even more shameless than him. Ma Zhou now had some doubts. Was he too thin-skinned before?
"Lord Jue, is it really okay to write like this? Will we be drowned by the saliva of all the scholars in the world? "
Ma Zhou looked like he was going to vomit blood and asked gloomily. It was as if he was saying to Li Zexuan, "Are you sure you're not f * cking kidding me?"
Li Zexuan deliberately ignored Ma Zhou's expression and said matter-of-factly, "Why not? Brother Ma, don't you think that the people will be more interested in reading if you write like this? As for the scholars' saliva, Brother Ma, you don't have to worry at all. If they want to scold us, let them. Only when there is controversy can we become more and more famous. Their saliva will only make our newspaper more popular. Moreover, in the future, our newspaper will definitely have the absolute power of public opinion. When that time comes, I'll see who dares to scold us! "
Ma Zhou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Why did he feel like he had fallen into a pit of fire? Moreover, it was the kind of pit that was ten thousand meters deep. He could not jump out even if he wanted to.
"Lord Jue, do you really want to write like this?"
Ma Zhou hoped that Li Zexuan would change his mind and not make things so shocking.
Li Zexuan insisted, "Yes, just write in this style. There's a trace of exaggeration in the humor. Once people start reading, they can't stop even if they want to!"
"Alright then!"
Ma Zhou could only agree helplessly. He cursed in his heart, "Is that a trace of exaggeration? It's simply too exaggerated! "
Li Zexuan thought for a while and continued, "Mm, then the novel section at the end of the newspaper will be called Dahua Jianghu. In the early stage, I'll use my 'Legend of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality' to cover it. Every issue will have four chapters serialized. Later on, if the Ministry of Culture receives some high-quality novels, then they can be serialized together. Brother Ma, what do you think of my 'Legend of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality'? Can I put it in the newspaper? "
Ma Zhou said awkwardly, "Ahem, of course. This Ma has also read this novel. Although the beginning is a little plain, from the last few chapters, this Ma has never heard of the huge world built in this novel and the cultivation system mentioned in the book. This Ma is simply unheard of. It is really too novel. I believe that when the time comes, there will be many people who will like to read it."
Li Zexuan said proudly, "Of course, the story will only get more and more interesting. Brother Ma, you definitely won't be able to imagine it."
"Then when the novel is published, will the author write your name, Lord Jue?"
Ma Zhou suddenly thought of a very important question.
Li Zexuan pondered for a moment and smiled, "There's no need to write my real name. I'll give myself a pen name. In the future, everyone who contributes can give themselves a pen name. My pen name will be Leather Knight! "
At the same time, he said silently in his heart, "Master Forgetful, I'm sorry. I'll just copy this novel from you. I'll copy someone else's next one. Don't mind me. I'll be taking your novel to the Tang Dynasty. You're welcome."
Ma Zhou's face was full of doubts and asked, "Lord Jue, what's the meaning of the three words' Leather Knight '?"
Li Zexuan looked up. His gaze seemed to penetrate the roof, through the sky, and rushed out of the horizon. He sighed deeply and said, "This is because I miss a person. A very great person. Without him, perhaps I wouldn't be who I am now!"
… …
2017. In a small rented house in Tiandu, a failed web novel author was crazily typing in front of the computer. Behind the Word document, there was clearly a program code that he had just finished running. Suddenly, he sneezed three times.
"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! "
Suddenly, the computer screen was full of saliva. He took a piece of tissue paper to wipe the computer and cursed, "F * ck, it must be that old woman, the landlord, scolding me again! I just told her to pay the rent a few days later. Did she have to do this? "
… …
Li Mansion.
When Ma Zhou heard Li Zexuan's strange words, he couldn't help but be puzzled. Isn't Lord Jue's father called Li Jingmo and his mother called Ye Yuzhu? There isn't anyone called Leather Knight? Then why did Lord Jue say that without Leather Knight, there wouldn't be him? Could it be …
Ma Zhou suddenly opened his eyes wide in horror. He felt that he had discovered something incredible!
"Pa!"
Li Zexuan saw this and slammed the table. He said angrily, "What are you thinking? When my master was alive, he said that he liked the three words' Leather Knight 'very much! "
Ma Zhou was obviously thinking the wrong way. Li Zexuan had no choice but to make up an excuse to avoid any trouble.
Ma Zhou replied with an "Oh" half-believing and half-doubting. Then, seeing that he had achieved all his goals today, he proposed to leave. Li Zexuan waved his hand helplessly, telling this bastard with a big brain to scram.
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