Secondly, there is no need to be so strict with originality, as long as the most important content is written by yourself, there is no problem and there is no need to be too limited.
As long as what you create shines brilliantly, it will cover up the flaws that you borrowed (or copied) from other works. The most important thing in a book is your own original work. If your original intention is to burn all the classic works, it is meaningless even if you connect them well. Limited to plagiarism or you have no confidence in yourself,
A good example is Stranger (I'm sorry I haven't read enough novels, and the TXT format adds up to about 250M). Look at the postscript he wrote at the end of The Stranger.
The following is taken from the tricky postscript:
One: Hackers are personal heroes and martial arts novels.
Two years ago, when I started writing about guests, I explained to you that it would be a story of countless old wine bottles filled with new wine, and the plot was old-fashioned.
That's what I wrote: Xu Le fled from Lindong, met Tai's prince in the library, met people he didn't know, ate, drank and was the duke of mount deer. An imperial becomes a federal hero, and then his identity is exposed. There are many scenes in this story that are commonly used in the martial arts novels we have seen.
It's not that I'm too lazy to think about Xinqiao, but because the guest's story is about Xu Le, a stone from Lindong, which is different from ordinary people, so I want him to make different choices in the face of this classic or overuse by countless people, so as to be more clear.
After Wei Xiaobao met Kangxi, no matter whether his youth friendship was still there or not, he was a master slave, because Kangxi was a thigh worth holding, used, relied on and valued. Similar interactions in many stories are often the same. Heroes will gain power at first, then oppress others by force and become dragons.
Xu Le wouldn't do that. What is Tai Zhiyuan's identity? This has nothing to do with him. What is the origin of small watermelon? It won't affect him. To him, these two are just thin and young friends who need his protection. They never thought about holding their thighs or stovepipe, nor did they raise their heads or bow their heads. No matter who you are, we are friends, so they have always been friends. The relationship is extremely simple and direct.
So is the conflict between home and country. Heroes like Qiao Feng, after becoming Feng Xiao, will still be disappointed, helpless, indignant and distressed in the lining, until they finally break the jar and break the fall, and complete their self-identity, but they are finally sandwiched between two clouds of Y and N, inexplicably folding their arrows, poking them into their gorgeous chests, and washing their subconscious original sin.
Xu Le wouldn't do that, and neither did he.
Walking on the streets of the capital like a mouse, when everyone says that he can be killed, his mood will naturally not be much better, but when faced with accusations, he rarely gets angry and has little grief and indignation, so it is difficult to walk into the ending of a tragic hero, because he firmly and clearly knows that these things have nothing to do with him.
He used to be a federal, so he killed an imperial and later became an imperial. Naturally, more consideration should be given to the interests of emperors. The change of position is beyond his control, but arranged by others. Then why should he bear the moral responsibility?
There is nothing wrong with my subjective consciousness, and I don't need to bear any consequences for it. This is an extreme self, extremely powerful, extremely selfish but very amazing J and jīng force, which can only be achieved by smelly and hard stones.
Hackers are martial arts novels. He wrote too much about killing one person with ten steps, leaving a thousand miles behind. Without such a powerful J and jīng world as a support, no one can do this, not Shi Qinghai, not Du, not either.
The so-called martial arts is to rely on martial arts to achieve what you think is a chivalrous journey. The so-called hero is to firmly believe that what he has done is right, and then walk unswervingly regardless of the difficulties and obstacles ahead.
Hong Qigong dared to shout those two words on Huashan Mountain, Guo Jing dared to fan the palm of his hand, Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and said he didn't kill anyone, and when Wang Xiaoshi threw stones at the sedan chair, their minds must be full of this confidence or narcissism.
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PS: I don't know if uncle greasy's random excerpt will make him angry and a little scared. . .