Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 33: 18 Years Old

After Wang Jian left with relief,

the bookstore owner’s request for additional copies of "Arcane Throne" had arrived as scheduled.

Just like before,

some purchased directly, while others picked up "Arcane Throne" and started reading.

Finally, it was Jack Dorsey’s turn.

He picked up the last remaining copy from this batch and couldn’t help but feel grateful to the Asian young man who had just walked away from him.

Realized in time not to buy such a fanciful product.

This young man was not too foolish after all.

While thinking this, Dorsey found a corner and squatted down.

When he glanced at the cover, he couldn’t help but sneer.

Ha,

no matter how attractive the cover is, it can’t hide the paleness of the novel’s content.

He opened the book, and the superb feel of the glazed paper made him sigh again.

Using such good paper to print these words, what a waste.

He took out the notebook he carried with him, ready to read and note down the unreasonable parts.

Then, post them online.

That way, he could let more people know how terrible this book was.

With this critical mindset, he began reading.

The protagonist is time-traveling again?

Using this method to increase immersion, making it easy for readers to fantasize that they are the protagonist?

Ha, superficial!

He first wrote this in his notes.

Starting with burning a witch?

Setting the story backdrop in Medieval Europe?

Typical weak writing, unable to establish a complete worldview.

The protagonist is an orphan?

Does the author want to start an orphanage?

Then,

there is a library in his mind?

This... is somewhat interesting.

But only somewhat.

As Dorsey turned the pages attentively, he thought it still couldn’t be considered serious fantasy literature.

Entering high society through music and then encountering extraordinary power?

Well, it makes sense, but nothing impressive.

Still, the scenes describing music are not bad.

Makes me kind of want to listen to classical music.

"Ah," Dorsey suddenly brightened, "Gaining power through acquiring knowledge of the world?"

He thought about his school days when he, loving studies and lacking social skills, was bullied by the school’s football and basketball teams.

Suddenly, he felt like reading on.

Using resonance to become a mage, using the waves generated by resonance to detect opponents?

He read with growing excitement.

But, the milk he drank this morning seems to have been bad.

Dorsey stood up and looked at the long queue still outside the bookstore.

Then, he looked at "Arcane Throne," featuring Wang Jian on the cover.

He hesitated.

But his stomach did not give him time to think, as the rumbling noise grew louder.

"Ah, forget it." Dorsey took out his wallet, pulled out two 20 US Dollar bills, and went to the counter, "I definitely won’t buy the next volume!"

This scene also unfolded in bookstores adjacent to universities across America.

Many people, initially critical, ended up buying a copy to take home.

However, contrary to that, in the bookstores of the poorest slums where "I’m a Great Mage" sold the best,

most people merely saw the price and then turned away.

And those who insisted on reading in the bookstore,

after flipping through for a while,

put down the book and left.

While walking, he complained, "I just can’t get into classical music or scientific knowledge."

At that moment, Wang Jian was participating in his last community service.

Those who were working with him already knew that he was the author of "I’m a Great Mage."

They also knew that today was his last day of community service.

They approached him one by one, hugging him and offering genuine or insincere blessings.

Finally, even a thief took out a camera, wanting everyone to take a photo with Wang Jian.

"This way, in the future, I can brag about knowing a great author," the thief said.

In no time, less than 20 prisoners were lined up by height in two rows.

Wang Jian and check-in officer Lily stood in the center of the lineup.

After the picture was taken, someone suddenly said to the thief, "This camera looks familiar?"

The thief didn’t respond but stealthily shifted his feet outwards.

All of a sudden, the man yelled, "Isn’t this the camera that disappeared from my house after I invited everyone over a few days ago? Give it back to me."

He then chased after the thief, running far into the distance. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Meanwhile, laughter erupted among the group.

At that moment, Lily, with a flick of her blonde hair, asked Wang Jian, "Do you know about tonight’s event?"

"What event?" Wang Jian asked, still feeling a bit awkward, but driven by curiosity.

"Oh, it’s nothing," Lily quickly replied, realizing she might have said too much.

As Wang Jian was about to inquire further, he suddenly saw Tom driving up in a General Motors sedan.

He glanced at Lily and then back at the car.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the car.

At that moment, Tom, with a big smile, looking at Wang Jian sitting in the passenger seat, said, "The real-time data looks very good."

"It burst into the bestseller list on its first day and ranked second among this month’s new books priced above 30 US dollars."

"The number one ranked book is a Roosevelt biography, comprising interviews with the family and various authentic historical materials."

"How many copies exactly?" Wang Jian asked, buckling his seatbelt.

"Over 30,000," Tom answered with a smile, "Exact figures will be available tomorrow."

"By the way, I forgot to congratulate you. Happy 18th birthday," Tom started the car and said, "Tonight’s dinner is on me."

"Which restaurant?" Wang Jian asked.

"The Chinese restaurant you’ve always talked about," Tom replied.

Wang Jian nodded and accepted.

So, Tom first drove to Random House to get the latest sales regional distribution for "Arcane Throne."

Then, they drove to a quite decent Chinese restaurant near Wang Jian’s home.

By the time Wang Jian and Tom, discussing their opinions on the sales data, walked into the Chinese restaurant, it was already past eight in the evening.

At that moment, he felt like he could eat a whole cow.

Just as Wang Jian, thinking about the delicious food, quickly stepped into the restaurant.

A loud "surprise" rang in his ears.

Wang Jian looked around in surprise at Tom beside him.

Then he turned to look inside the restaurant.

He saw Lily, the Red-haired woman Lynn, and the increasingly frail old man.

Behind them stood several prisoners who had worked with him that afternoon.

These people, wearing birthday hats, slowly approached Wang Jian pushing a cake.

Tom quickly stepped forward to join them.

They sang the birthday song while smiling at Wang Jian.

Among them, a prisoner said, "Congratulations to us, he’s finally an adult."

"Otherwise, constantly seeing this kid doing better than us can be quite stressful."

Everyone then burst out laughing.

Perhaps due to recent pressures, or maybe because of the Chinese food, Wang Jian started missing his parents back in his original world.

That night, he drank quite a bit.

Of course, one shouldn’t expect a group of prisoners to stop him.

Eventually, under the seemingly inadvertent arrangement by the Red-haired woman Lynn.

Lily took Wang Jian back to his apartment, while Lynn went to Lily’s house to look after little Gene.

At midnight, as Lily leaned against the sink in the bathroom, watching Wang Jian standing behind her.

Jack Dorsey was lying in his dormitory, intently reading the black-covered "Arcane Throne."

Meanwhile, a few Black youths were chatting together with "I’m a Great Mage" and complaining that the author’s new book wasn’t as good.

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