It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

"It would be great if I could be a copy master ()"

Someday after Christmas Eve.

Today is a weekday in January, and there is nothing special about it.

But since Su Chen came to Shanghai to attend Bilibili's event, he planned to meet up with friends from Shanghai on the way.

In the evening, he came to Boss Dan's apartment to look for him.

Mr. Dan is lying alone under the stove table, while showing the latest animated movie, while editing the original manuscript of the novel with the document page of the notebook.

Although, in the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly lazy...

But to be honest, this is an indispensable part of novel creation.

Mr. Dan is currently constructing new ideas and a new outline for the special content of "Listen to Dad".

The idea of ​​this thing is just a flash of inspiration in my mind.

It's not something that can be produced by cheering up, entering the working state, or sitting in front of the computer and meditating.

Don't underestimate the writer's burden.

A good idea in a flash of inspiration in creation often comes suddenly when you relax your mind and engage in work that has nothing to do with creation.

For example, when playing games, when lying on your stomach before going to bed, when reading a book, when you are on a tuba... the inspiration "duang" came all at once, and I was caught off guard.

So for creators...

It is also very important to play and roll around lazily every day like a cat.

It's true, well, it's definitely not a lie.

Now the eggs in the room are always like this.

One person opens the code page and watches a movie at the same time. Like a dung beetle, he can do two things at once.

"Hey, Boss Dan, I brought you something nice."

"Good thing? The phone book of the rich woman in Shanghai?" He looked up.

Su Chen: "..."

Ignoring Mr. Dan, who was full of flaws in his opening, he went straight to the table after changing his shoes, and put an exquisite wine bottle in his bag on it.

"Distilled spirits?"

"Yes, on New Year's Day, a subordinate of the company gave it to me, and I brought it here to share."

"Oh...it's really rare."

Looking at the gorgeous and elegant English letters on the wine bottle, Mr. Dan stopped what he was doing, picked up the wine bottle and looked at it carefully.

Every time Su Chen comes to see him, he can bring him some high-end gadgets.

This time, he had never drunk the distilled wine in this kind of packaging.

The most eye-catching font on the body of the wine bottle is "".

Seeing this, Mr. Dan guessed, "Is there brandy in it?"

"To be precise, it's apple distilled wine, apple brandy... Do you want to try it? You can drink the rest if you can't finish it."

"I want to drink." Mr. Dan replied, swallowing.

I don't know why this action seems inexplicable.

Su Chen showed a dark smile.

"Look at you greedy guy, you actually showed such a longing expression."

"Don't, don't be joking, how can I show any eager expression..."

"Still stubborn, you are clearly holding that thing tightly with your hands."

"I, how can I—"

"Don't be brave, in fact, you can't stand it anymore...?"

As the lines of the two became more and more strange, the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

"Ah... what are you doing? It seems that I came at the wrong time?"

Hearing the stunned and confused voice of the third party, the two who were too involved in the scene turned their heads and saw the handsome big brother Sansan unknowingly appearing at the door of the room.

He has the key to Mr. Dan's apartment, and he came for an appointment today, but when he just walked in, there was a scene of a woman's wife, which made him cluck his tongue.

Su Chen stood up, and said heartily to Sansan, "I'm practicing the role-playing of ghost and animal attack. Such roles seem to be very popular with girls, and they should be useful for Mr. Dan's creation."

"You mean a rotten girl?"

The corners of Sansan's eyes twitched, and Mr. Dan said in surprise: "There is such a thing? I thought you came here just now..."

Su Chen: "..."

Seriously, do you think I'm a gay fencing fan?

"Tsk tsk,

It seems that the egg should always be subject to...so fond of the president's attack. " Sansan teased.

"Your complaints are really the same as before, both sharp and grassy."

Egg always restores its serious charm.

"Speaking of which, how is the situation over there?"

"I'm busy arranging the annual meeting for the new year." Su Chen.

"I'm thinking about copyright planning and adaptation." After Sansan finished speaking, she asked Mr. Dan the same question.

The latter showed a bitter face: "Not at all... I can't hold back the content of the special edition that the editor said. I have no idea until now. I want to cut the book and make the next one."

"Boss Dan has made an old mistake again." The two sighed in their hearts.

Mr. Dan didn't object to this fact, and slumped on the table with a wry smile.

——A full-time light novel writer is really much more tiring than a full-time web writer.

"Then let's find something to change our mood." Su Chen suggested involuntarily.

He came to Mr. Dan today mainly for the purpose of chatting and wrangling.

The three of them are all children with a childlike innocence. Every time they met before, they would chat and play some small games, or play cards or something.

"Of course, I fully accept the opinions of the directors of the University of Su." Sansan said he had no objection.

Mr. Dan also sighed "huh", slowly got up and packed up the used computer, and then sat opposite the two of them by the stove table, which meant that he also accepted Su Chen's proposal.

"In this case... let me think about it..."

Su Chen thought for a moment and said.

"Everyone is a creator... Why don't you play Turtle Soup? You can exercise your mind."

Turtle Soup.

The so-called situational guessing game, also known as the horizontal thinking game, is a kind of intellectual reasoning game.

The rules of the game are very simple.

One party, as the question maker, puts forward an incomprehensible event, a puzzle.

Participants can ask any questions to narrow the scope and find out the real reason of the story.

But there is still a little rule-the questioner can only answer "yes" or "no" to the question of the guesser.

Through this process, the guesser gradually brings his thinking closer to the logical thinking of the question maker, and thus obtains a real answer that the question maker did not expect.

A simple and well-known example, like this:

The title is: A boy walked into a restaurant and ate turtle soup, and asked the chef if it was real turtle soup? The cook told him he couldn't be wrong, and the boy killed himself. why is that?

Then, the guesser can ask questions such as "Did the chef tell a lie?" or "Did the boy commit suicide because of the smell of sea turtle soup?" These questions can only be answered with yes and no to deduce the truth of the matter.

Of course, if the answer of the turtle soup is generally rigorous, it will sacrifice a certain degree of horror, and if it is scary, it will sacrifice a certain degree of rigor.

It's like this classic question.

Guessers keep asking questions.

Finally came to the answer:

The boy went out to sea with his father, and encountered a storm on the way. When he was dying, his father made him a bowl of soup with his own meat, and lied to him that it was sea turtle soup.

In the end, the father sacrificed himself to save the child's life. Years after he was rescued, the boy went to a restaurant and ordered a bowl of real sea turtle soup, and accidentally discovered that it didn't taste that way at all. He immediately understood the truth and committed suicide.

above.

In the end, if the guessing party can deduce the truth of the incident within a certain question, it will be considered a victory for the guessing party.

Because it does not require props like Monopoly flying chess playing cards, the three of them are no strangers to sea turtle soup, and basically play it every time they meet.

Taking out a few original questions can be regarded as a divergent thinking ability in disguise, which is only good for writing and not bad.

"Okay, let's play then."

Dan Zong and Sansan agreed.

Seeing this, Su Chen issued an order: "Then, the one who thinks about the question first will be the one who proposes the question. There is a limit of fifteen times to provide the question."

Hearing this, the two fell into thinking at the same time.

After about three minutes, Mr. Dan raised his hand first.

"I'll come first..."

"Xiao Ming was playing LOL at home. He killed 20 enemies in one game. His record was superb and he didn't die once, but he suddenly showed annoyed expression. Why?"

"Is it because Xiao Ming's house has a power outage?"

Su Chen and Sansan answered at the same time.

Mr. Rang Dan was so shocked that he stood there in shock, his facial muscles twitching.

"Ah, how is this possible?"

"I guessed it right before I asked the question!"

"Don't you have the ability to read minds?"

"..."

Su Chen and Sansan looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.

"Ham... Although this is a mentally retarded problem that is so bad that it is not as good as a brain teaser, but as an appetizer that Dan always thought about for three minutes, it is still barely qualified..."

"Is that all? Really, every time I am a master of bad problem production, I have long been used to it."

The two of them sneered at Mr. Dan.

Boss Egg: "..."

Damn it, as expected of a vampire and Sansan, md actually saw through his question in less than a second.

Although he was upset, there was nothing he could do.

After mocking Mr. Dan, there was a pause, and it was Sansan who continued to pose the question.

"I'll come up with a question next."

"The style may be a little strange... It is recommended that the timid go to the toilet immediately."

Hearing the words, Mr. Dan stood up suddenly.

"Then what... I'm going to the bathroom, ahaha..."

Su Chen: "..."

Thirty-three:"……"

After waiting for some old coward to go to the toilet, the game enters the listening stage.

Sansan said his topic:

"The man was in a normal state of mind, but he swung a knife on the boat and cut off the hands of many people one by one... Please deduce the process of the question."

"???"

Su Chen and the two were slightly taken aback.

"It's gone?"

"Gone."

"Isn't this too inexplicable?" Mr. Dan sat in the VIP spray seat, and complained gloomily, "How do you make people guess this information? Spicy chicken shit topic!"

"If you don't want to play, go out." Sansan glanced at him lightly.

The latter said angrily: "This is obviously my house...how can I get out..."

When the two bad friends were bickering, Su Chen had already started the deduction process.

First of all, the background of the story must be determined, which is very important for the game of turtle soup.

"Is this a scene of war?"

Sansan shook her head.

"Is this an act of resistance when seeking revenge or being sought?" Mr. Dan also began to ask.

Sansan shook his head again.

"Ah?" Mr. Dan couldn't think for a while, "This is neither mentally ill nor motivated... Then why did he kill people? Is there a bug in your question?"

"Guess for yourself!" Sansan said coldly, not giving Boss Dan any good looks.

The latter began to concentrate on thinking, and his appearance was much more serious than that of code words.

"Are men killers?"

"no."

"Then... is the man's work related to killing people?"

"no."

"Is there a reason why a man must kill someone?"

"yes."

After being denied one after another, and finally getting a positive answer, Su Chen had a clue.

"Is this reason due to environmental factors or force majeure?"

"Yes."

Sansan once again gave an affirmative answer.

At this moment, Boss Dan tapped his palm as if suddenly enlightened.

"I see!"

The eyes of the two couldn't help being attracted by this guy's actions.

Mr. Dan stood up confidently, and answered: "This man is in the game, right? Doing tasks in the game, cutting off other people's hands, maybe it's a horror game."

Sansan was taken aback for a moment, as if surprised by the other party's outrageous imagination, and then replied: "No, you guessed wrong, and the wrong one made me, the question maker, feel outrageous after hearing it."

"..." Mr. Dan's smile froze on his face.

At this moment, Su Chen suddenly had an idea.

"Wait a minute, Sansan, repeat the question again."

"No problem..." Sansan was like a ruthless repeating machine, "The man was in a normal mind, but he swung a knife on the boat and cut off the hands of many people one by one..."

Before Sansan finished speaking, Su Chen had further thoughts: "The ship you mentioned... Could it be that this external force refers to a shipwreck at sea?"

"Yes!" Sansan smiled knowingly.

"Shipwreck...?" Boss Dan once again showed an expression of enlightenment, "Then maybe..."

"That's right, we are close to the answer." Su Chen continued to ask, "Are there many people who were shipwrecked?"

"yes."

"Have some people been rescued, and this part of them also includes the man who stabbed people?"

"yes."

"In the case of your story, has there been a similar case in history?"

"Yes, and it is the Spring and Autumn Period in "Historical Records"."

Sansan spread her hands as if surrendering, while Su Chen already had the chance to win.

"I see!"

"I'm afraid that's how it happened."

"...there was a shipwreck and the man was in the lifeboat, but the lifeboat was at capacity."

"A lot of drowning people are still swimming up and trying to grab the lifeboats."

"In order to prevent the lifeboat from capsizing, the man had to cruelly cut off the arms of the drowning person one by one..."

"The correct answer is really worthy of you."

Sansan applauded in admiration.

"Actually, there are still some irrelevant and trivial settings that I didn't mention, but it's already very powerful. You won this game."

Su Chen added with a smile: "By the way, the story you just told, apart from the battle between Jin and Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period recorded in the historical records, also happened when the neon Yamato battleship sank. ,The same thing."

——The answer is indeed a bit scary, but it is not too difficult for creators with unconstrained imagination to break through common sense thinking.

Sansan kept nodding in Su Chen's explanation.

Dan Zong always clucked his tongue.

Although he almost guessed the result, it wasn't until Su Chen could expand it to such a detailed level.

I can only clap and shout 666 together.

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