Chapter 192 New Book Concept
At night, the jade plate hangs high, and the moonlight is cold and clear.

In the yard, the pork belly was sizzling under the roasting charcoal fire, and the refreshing chestnut aroma dispelled the chill of the evening. The flames of the fire shone on the faces of the people sitting around, and Chu Ba Zi lay comfortably next to Chen Mo's trouser legs that were toasted to warmth.

"Come, celebrate everyone's recovery, and welcome Barley back to the courtyard."

Chen Mo raised his glass, "Everyone has just recovered, so let's not drink tonight. Let's drink juice instead of wine and have a drink together!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone clinked their glasses.

Hu Youyu put down the cup and said jokingly:
"Da Mai, when you left, you said you would come back next year, but now you can't wait to come back in just a few months. Tell me the truth, do you miss me, your brother?"

Da Mai rolled his eyes, looked around, gestured, and sighed, "Teacher Hu, take a good look at the people here. What gave you the illusion that you could be at the front?"

Hu Youyu said without any self-awareness: "With my demeanor, my talent, and my sense of humor, isn't this obvious?"

Da Mai chuckled and said, "In my novel, you are at most a minor character who occasionally adds some plot twists. You won't even be in the final scene at the end."

Hu Youyu waved his hand and said, "Impossible. With my character template, it would be unreasonable if I didn't play the protagonist."

Da Mai listened without hearing anything. "Teacher Hu, where do you get your confidence from? The role model should be someone like Brother Mo, okay?"

Hu Youyu said firmly: "No, no, no, the protagonist needs to rise, experience, and grow. Most people like to watch this kind of show."

"A background character like Chen Mo is too perfect, suitable to be the second male lead to set off me."

"As for me, I started out as an unsuccessful singer. After a beautiful but regretful love encounter, I suddenly had an epiphany. Since then, I have been inspired and my songwriting has been like divine help. In this remote courtyard, I started my road to success."

Barley said disdainfully: "Your tactics are outdated."

Hu Youyu raised his eyebrows, "The routine doesn't have to be new, as long as it works."

"Look at the short dramas that Chen Mo's company has produced recently. They all use old routines, but they are still very popular."

Barley opened his mouth, but couldn't really refute.

Chen Nanxing smiled and said, "If the skit is changed to a protagonist like Chen Mo, he would be framed at the beginning, his family would fall into poverty, and then his fiancée would despise him and cancel the engagement. After that, he would be looked down upon and ridiculed, and then, to everyone's shock, he would stage a comeback as a domineering president."

Listening to Chen Nanxing's description, Xu Hongdou imagined how Chen Mo would feel if he were in those dramas, and couldn't help laughing.

Chen Mo shook his head. "These templates you mentioned are already old styles from last month. The popular style this month is the middle-aged boss."

Short dramas are indeed very popular at the moment, but with their popularity, it is inevitable that there will be a phenomenon of people flocking to follow the trend.

Once a drama becomes popular, hundreds of similar works will fill the market that month, so the popularity trend of short dramas changes very quickly.

Hu Youyu laughed and said, "Then there won't be a twilight romance with a boss next month, right?"

"It's hard to say." Chen Mo shrugged. "Anyway, our company is currently filming a Sichuan-Chongqing dialect drama about a henpecked boss and a crooked wife."

Hu Youyu asked in confusion: "What does crooked woman mean?"

Chen Mo looked at Su Qingya and said, "Why don't you ask the locals?"

Su Qingya chuckled, "A crooked woman is a fierce, powerful, and difficult to mess with woman."

Hu Youyu asked tentatively: "Well, are all girls in Sichuan and Chongqing really like this?"

"Hmm." Su Qingya raised her eyebrows. "What?"

Hu Youyu considered his words carefully, "Well, that is to say, if a man marries a woman from Sichuan or Chongqing, is it possible for him to have the final say in the family?"

Su Qingya curled her eyes and said, "Of course."

Hu Youyu felt relieved and said, "That's what I told you."

"Just marry a mute." Su Qingya added with a smile.

Hu Youyu's smile froze while he was speaking, but he only paused for a moment, then shook his head naturally and said, "The mute just can't speak, not that he can't express himself. We still have to fully listen to the woman's opinion."

Chen Mo looked mischievous, "Old Hu, this is the right template for you." Hu Youyu said nonchalantly, "It's OK as long as he's the protagonist."

Da Mai hesitated and said, "Teacher Hu, there is actually a very important prerequisite for being the male lead."

Hu Youyu blinked, "What?"

Da Mai said seriously, "He has to be handsome, otherwise the readers won't feel involved."

Hu Youyu: “.”

Xu Hongdou smiled and said, "Da Mai, you seem to be much more relaxed now that you're back. Have you found your creative state again at home?"

"No, it's just that I'm finishing my book now, so I'm not as anxious."

Barley shrugged and sighed, "You can go home often, but sometimes you just can't stay for long."

Xu Hongdou couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong?"

Da Mai said helplessly: "I mostly write at night, so my schedule is often reversed, and it's totally out of sync with my parents. Sometimes I just fall asleep and they call me to get up for breakfast."

"They also read health tips online all day long and keep repeating them in my ears."

Nana immediately said, "Is it something like staying up late is harmful to health and will shorten life span? When I used to live stream at home, I often streamed until the early morning, and my mom would always forward that kind of stuff to me."

Parents all over the world seem to have some inexplicably similar behaviors.

"you do not say."

Da Mai couldn't help but complain: "Staying up late shortens your lifespan, I've made up for the lifespan I lost by staying up late."

"And now I am spending the nights of youth. I am using my young body to enjoy the life of old age in advance."

"Use now and pay later, it's just like adjusting your vacation."

Chen Mo laughed, "According to your theory, the government should give young people some subsidies to support staying up late. After all, this can effectively solve the problem of an aging population."

Barley has his own theory, "Bitterness before sweetness may not necessarily be sweet, but sweetness before bitterness is truly sweet. People may not live to old age, so if something unexpected happens and they pass away early, then the extra time spent staying up late is well spent."

“So, staying up late is a slow death, but it is also a kind of happy life.”

Xu Hongdou smiled and said, "You are quite similar to my sister. No matter how busy my sister is during the day, she will play with her phone for two hours before going to bed at night. She is happy out of revenge."

Chen Nanxing said happily: "So, Da Mai, you came back to 'hide away'."

Da Mai smiled and said, "I mainly thought that after I finish writing this book, I can look for inspiration for the next book here."

Chen Mo smiled and asked, "It seems like you already have an idea?"

Da Mai chuckled and said, "It was when you and Hongdou were filming a promotional video for the village last time, Mo Ge, that I had some ideas."

Xu Hongdou was a little surprised, "Is it related to us?"

Da Mai said a little embarrassedly: "To be exact, it is related to everyone in the courtyard."

Nana became interested after hearing this and couldn't help but urge, "What's your idea? Tell me now."

Da Mai scratched his head and said, "Well, I've already written two suspense books in a row. I feel a little tired of this type of writing. My inspiration has almost been drained out."

"So, for the next book, I want to use our courtyard as a prototype and write a book that is more daily and relaxing."

Everyone was quite curious when they heard this, and they all looked at him expectantly, waiting for what would happen next.

Barley pursed his lips and said, "At present, the content is just a rough idea, but I have decided on the title of the book."

"Because our courtyard is called 'Windy Courtyard', I plan to name the book"

""Go Where the Wind Is."

(End of this chapter)