Chapter 216: Exploring the Hipster Market
As the person in charge of recruiting new members for the literature club, Tao Lulu feels a special sense of accomplishment every time she brings in a like-minded junior or senior who has common topics to join the club.

Who makes them call themselves literary youths?
In their eyes, this is a niche circle and not everyone can enter!

When Yang Xiao passed by just now, he just glanced at the poster of their literature club and turned his head away, obviously not interested.

Tao Lulu happened to catch his disdainful expression during the conversation just now.

Now this person suddenly came up to me and asked me all kinds of questions. Could it be that he saw that the girl who just signed up for the literature club was pretty?

Well, it must be.

The first purpose for many people to join a club is not actually due to interest, but more for socializing.

There are too many boys with bad intentions who hold this kind of thought.

The boy in front of you, don’t be too obvious!

Although Tao Lulu felt somewhat disgusted, she did not show it on her face. She looked at Yang Xiao and asked:
"Junior, do you want to join the literature club too?"

Yang Xiao smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I am indeed quite interested. The most important thing is that I heard what you just said, that the nickname of our literature club president is Xiao Shi Guang, and I want to read his works."

"Oh, I see. You can search for it online. Do you know Douban? His Douban ID is called 'Little Time'."

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Yang Xiao really almost couldn't hold it anymore, and even tried to use his ID.

But Yang Xiao had no way to deal with him.

Because during this period, a "little fresh" style was popular.

Some young people on the Internet also like to choose an ID with a small prefix.

For example, "little gentleness", "little innocence", "little woman", "little girl" and so on, there are too many.

Of course, Yang Xiao didn’t mind.

I even want to praise him, saying that this guy has a business mind and he will figure it out even if he has to take advantage of others.

Then, Yang Xiao searched for his personal homepage on Douban in the browser.

Click in and take a look.

ID: Hourly Time.

About me: I’m just a programmer who loves writing.

Representative works: "You don't have to be strong, time will heal your wounds", "A city, two people", "I'm about to graduate, but I haven't told her yet", "."

Yang Xiao found the titles of these works somewhat funny.

In fact, he is a pioneer of this kind of melodramatic title, which is similar to his previous article "My Girlfriend of Ten Years is Getting Married".

I clicked on his first article titled "You don't have to be strong, time will heal your wounds" and took a look.

Well, there is a kind of whining mixed with strong self-admiration, and the writing style is also quite conventional, with a bit of cliché.

Yang Xiao didn't know if he was the one writing this kind of text, as he wrote too much.

He even looked like he had some PTSD.

Well, not only did he write a lot, but later generations also read a lot of it, which is really disgusting.

But... this is what the so-called literary youth is!

It also reflects the astonishing demands of today’s young people and the gaps in the literary and artistic market!
When people in the post-era demand emotional values ​​one by one.

Nowadays in 2011, people's emotional needs are just love.

Although people's love is ordinary and boring, the love described by literary youths is pretentious and great.

This is also the reason why Yang Xiao’s "Passing By Your World" was a big hit.

This market was cultivated in the early stages by Guo Jingming, Han Han and others, and later with the contribution of Yang Xiao, it has now taken shape!

The market potential is still huge!
Yang Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly. On one hand, he stared at the screen of his mobile phone absentmindedly. On the other hand, he was already thinking in his mind how to further explore this market.

Suddenly, a slightly angry voice sounded beside Yang Xiao's ear.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny?"

Yang Xiao looked up and saw Tao Lulu, a senior from the literature club, staring at him with a bad look on her face.

"Well, I just think his writing is good, very well written!"

"Bullshit, President Li's story is so sad, how can you laugh?"

???

Now it's even funnier. What's going on?

In order to hide his smile, Yang Xiao put his palm on his mouth and pretended to move his jaw.

"dare you laugh?"

"Senior, I'm really not laughing. If you don't believe me, I'll join the literature club right away, okay? I'll pay any club fees."

Although Yang Xiao said this, from his previous expression, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was forcing himself to hold back his laughter.

They even said something like "pay all the club fees"?
Is having money a big deal?

It’s so irritating!
Tao Lulu became more and more angry and said coldly:
"You want to join, but we don't agree! Our literature club doesn't need someone like you who has no respect for literature."

At this time, even Tao Lulu's companions and the girl who had just joined the literature club were frowning at Yang Xiao, thinking that he was really insulting. They glared at him and joined in:

"Junior, are you a freshman? This is too much!"

"Which department and class are you from?"

Yang Xiao: “.”

"Let's go, Brother Xiao. I don't think we can leave soon."

Guan Songlong pulled Yang Xiao's arm and spoke softly.

Damn it, why is it getting worse the more I describe it?

What’s more, the master of modern youth literature is right in front of you, and he wants to join your literary club, but is turned away?
Wrong payment!
Uh. If I say “I am time itself” now, I will probably be beaten by them, right?
Forget it, forget it, I won’t add it.

Yang Xiao had originally planned to go and watch the fun and do some "research on the youth literature market" at the same time, but now that there is no chance, forget it.

"Well, forget it if you don't let me join. I can only say it's your loss."

Yang Xiao sighed, with a faint smile on his face, and prepared to return to the dormitory.

Tao Lulu said: "Loss? Our literature club will never welcome someone like you."

"You're not just posting a few posts on QQ or writing a diary, are you? We really don't need someone of that level."

One of the boys in the literature club chimed in, snorting sarcastically.

"maybe."

Yang Xiao spread his hands and stopped explaining further, otherwise there would be no need to explain if a conflict really broke out.

Because they all seem to be fans of his books and have contributed royalties.

Well, then don’t worry about it, just go away.

I can only blame myself for my inappropriate smile just now, so it's understandable that I was misunderstood.

Of course, Yang Xiao really didn’t understand. The key point was that he didn’t say anything. Are these literary youths so fragile and sensitive?

The backs of Yang Xiao and his roommate as they walked towards the boys' dormitory, under the dim street lights, looked somewhat embarrassing in the eyes of people from other clubs who were watching the fun.

Some people even joked:
"Tsk, this year's freshmen are really interesting."

"It's so normal. Everyone thinks they are the chosen one and the whole world revolves around them."

Zhang Jun’s guitar club was not far away and also noticed Yang Xiao’s embarrassment.

As he observed from afar, he was secretly delighted in his heart. He didn't expect that Yang Xiao would also have such a moment of failure.

I immediately followed him hypocritically, and we returned to the dormitory one after another.

Seeing Yang Xiao lying on the bed playing with his phone as soon as he came back, I thought he was still angry about what happened before.

Zhang Jun was very happy, but he still pretended to care:

"Boss, why join a literature club? Tell me if you want to join a club. Why don't you join our guitar club? It's okay if you don't know how to do it. I'll teach you."

"No need. I never thought about joining any literary club."

Hearing this, Yang Xiao glanced at him and felt amused.

He knew very well Zhang Jun's gloating and stubborn character.

Now that I see myself being humiliated, I am probably happier than anything else.

Of course, Yang Xiao also knew that Zhang Jun had no bad intentions, he just had a typical competitive mentality.

So Yang Xiao didn't take this matter to heart.

It was just a small misunderstanding, and he really had no intention of joining the club. He just asked casually because he heard his name.

He was too lazy to explain anything to Zhang Jun.

You can't tell Zhang Jun that their idol is you, right?

Wouldn't he be able to break through the defense in that case?

Yang Xiao was too lazy to raise his head at this moment, and continued to browse the "literary works" that the president of Shenzhen University Literature Society published on Douban, which he had not finished reading before.

I have to say that he is quite good. He has more than 5,000 fans, and there are 200 to 300 comments below.

On Douban, all his fans are real fans and he can be considered a small internet celebrity.

In addition, in terms of the quality of the article, it is completely qualified.

I can even write more similar love stories, and if they get enough exposure, I can publish them as a book.

Yang Xiao was playing with his cell phone, and in Zhang Jun's eyes, his indifferent attitude seemed more like a kind of frustration after being defeated.

Saying that you don't want to join the literature club is just an excuse.

I understand, buddy!

Zhang Jun did not call Yang Xiao "Brother Xiao" like Guan Songlong and Mu Xingwen did, as he felt he could not bring himself to do so.

It has always been the way people in the dormitory address each other based on age, calling him the boss.

He immediately comforted Yang Xiao sincerely:
"Boss, don't be sad. I know you said that because you can't save face, but it doesn't matter. Whenever you want to join a club, just let me know. Our guitar club will always keep its doors open for you."

Damn it, you’re still showing off, are you trying to hit me in the face?

Yang Xiao sat up from the bed and looked at Zhang Jun with a smile:

"Do you believe it or not, I can join the literature club in three days?"

"Tsk, stop bragging."

How could Zhang Jun believe what Yang Xiao said? Instead, he thought that Yang Xiao was so anxious that he dared to say anything.

"Boss, we are just a few of us in the dormitory. Don't worry, no one will laugh at you for what happened today!"

"How about we make a bet?"

Yang Xiao was going to use the same tactics he had used against Zhou Hongyu to deal with Zhang Jun.

This trick really worked immediately.

Zhang Jun is like a black carp, he will bite if there is a hook.

"What kind of bet?"

"It's simple. I won't take advantage of you. If I win, you can call me Brother Xiao from now on. If I lose, I can call you Brother from now on. In addition, the loser has to treat everyone in the dormitory to a big meal. The standard is not less than 500 yuan. How about it?"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

At this moment, Zhang Jun clapped his hands heavily with a "pa" sound and smiled.

"Forget it, Brother Xiao, today's incident is not a big deal. There's no need to get angry with Zhang Jun."

Guan Songlong advised from the side.

He was also a little puzzled. Yang Xiao was such a steady person, and when he came back just now, he really looked like nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, after being provoked by Zhang Jun, he started to get angry.

Why is this necessary?
Besides, Yang Xiao had already offended several seniors from the literature club.

How can I join in?

Could it be through the relationship with Minister Zhang of the Student Union?

The key point is, for things like this between college students, even if they are related to the student union, others may not necessarily buy into it.

After a while, Mu Xingwen also returned to the dormitory.

After hearing what Guan Songlong said and asking about it, he also dissuaded:

"We're all in the same dormitory, why are you betting? Brother Xiao, forget it. If you want to join a club, you can join our basketball club. As long as you love basketball, we welcome anyone."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me."

Yang Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this time. He waved his hands to signal them not to worry. "Also, my nickname is Gambling Monster. I haven't lost a single game yet. I don't know how to write the word 'lose'. If I really lose, I will eat this laptop on my desk."

Zhang Jun couldn't understand why Yang Xiao was still pretending to be cool.

Are you really going to keep pretending to be tough even when you are about to die?

Zhang Jun originally just wanted to tease Yang Xiao a few times and had no intention of pursuing him relentlessly.

Now that things have come to this, he really wants to see how Yang Xiao will end up.

"Okay, you two better think about what good food is nearby, and let the eldest pay for it then."

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I've thought about it. There's a high-end Japanese buffet in Nanshan District. It costs 150 per person. Let's go there and I'll pay the remaining ."

"No, if I really lose, I'll pay the 600 yuan!"

“The boss is awesome!”

Now seeing that Yang Xiao looked indifferent, Mu Xingwen and Guan Songlong stopped trying to persuade him.

On the contrary, when they heard that they had already planned this high-end Japanese buffet, their eyes lit up.

Whether they win or lose, they are both beneficiaries, so what's the point of giving them advice?
Mu Xingwen asked excitedly: "Is there any seafood in Japanese food? I seem to be allergic to seafood, what should I do?"

"Mangosteen can't eat fine bran, right?"

Guan Songlong laughed and joked, "It's okay, there's also barbecue, and you can eat other things to be full!"

Alas, college life is so simple and boring.

I got another free Japanese meal.

Yang Xiao suddenly felt that this was the only bad thing about going to college.

No challenge at all!

Yang Xiao lay on the bed again, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the avatar of "Xiao Shi Guang".

Then I clicked the Send Private Message button.

"Hello, I'm Shi Guang. I saw your article on Douban and I think you have good writing skills and are very spiritual. I would like to have some business cooperation with you. Do you have this intention?"

After Yang Xiao sent this message, he ignored him.

I'll check back later to see if there's any response.

The one he used was his own big account on Douban.

This account has about 500,000 fans on Douban, and the previous love posts were first published on Douban.

The bedtime stories posted on Weibo will be updated on Douban simultaneously.

The popularity can be said to be extremely high!

Its status on Douban is also top-notch!
the other side.

It is also a large dormitory.

Li Zhuofan, the president of the literature club, had just returned from the school playground.

There was no need for him to be present in person when the society was recruiting new employees.

He had just heard that Tao Lulu had met a troublesome freshman and they had a few words, so he ran out of the dormitory to take a look at the situation.

After arriving at the scene and hearing the details, I found out that it was just a trivial matter.

Li Zhuofan, who was quite knowledgeable about the ways of the world, bought a bag of drinks, appeased a few people from the club, and then returned to the dormitory like a boss.

Although he is a computer science student, he loves writing online.

He is also particularly good at writing love stories and is very adept at sadomasochistic plots.

The strange thing is that he himself has never been in a relationship, but he had a long period of unrequited love, all based on his imagination.

After returning to the dormitory, Li Zhuofan was planning to continue his creation.

Suddenly I saw a private message from a stranger on Douban.

He clicked it casually and was immediately shocked!
time?

Depend on!
Did you read that right?

Li Zhuofan took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, then put them back on and looked carefully, and indeed he was not mistaken.

I quickly opened the private message and saw the content.

After pondering the sentence again and again, he replied on the keyboard:
"Hello, Mr. Time, how can we cooperate?"

"I see from your profile that you are a student of Shenzhen University. Are you still in Shenzhen University? If you are, we can talk in detail offline. Please add me on QQ XXX."

"Ok."

Restraining his inner excitement, Li Zhuofan quickly added QQ.

He was a little curious, is his work really that good?
The famous Mr. Shiguang on the Internet actually came to Shenzhen University to see me just for himself?

It seems that I am really a genius!

Yang Xiao actually didn’t want to add Li Zhuofan’s QQ.

But he felt that chatting with the other party was really awkward.

My ID is time.

The opposite side is called Xiaoshiguang.

Well, I always feel that the other person is like my own son.

(End of this chapter)