Chapter 4525

"Good evening, viewers; of course, it has been good evening lately. Our sun has been extinguished for a long time. For many people, this is a disaster, but there is no doubt that suffering forges literature. Recently, many horror, suspense, and mysterious folklore novelists have released new books one after another, which has given our book review program a wide variety of materials. We have invited the well-known folklore horror novelist John Constantine to talk about his thoughts on his new book, 'The Mystery of Ra,' which broke one million in sales on its first day of release. Let's welcome Mr. Constantine."

The black-haired Latino host stood up, shook hands with Constantine who walked onto the stage, and said: "Have you gotten used to finding joy in suffering? Sir?"

"I wouldn't call it finding joy in suffering," Constantine smiled and said, "The dark night has given me abundant inspiration. Brainiac doesn't let me say that. But if possible, a few more days of darkness wouldn't be a problem."

"Then we'll take your word for it. Please sit."

Both sides took their places. The female host showed a smile and then said: "Two consecutive works have been a great success, Mr. Constantine. Some people have commented that you are a rising star in the folklore horror and suspense novel world in recent years. What do you think about this?"

"Then this star is a bit old," Constantine put one leg over the other, looked at the host and said, "Starting to create so late was not my wish. Although I don't think I took a wrong turn in the past. But if I were young, perhaps I would have had more wonderful stories to write."

"I was just about to bring that up," the host looked at him with some curiosity and said, "You have always been unwilling to reveal your former profession. Can I assume it was an investigation or law enforcement industry with confidentiality requirements?"

Constantine shook his head and said: "Confidentiality is not for my own good. Let's not talk about this; let's talk about the new book."

The host seemed a bit regretful, but she followed along and changed the subject, saying: "'The Mystery of Ra' starts with Egyptian mythology. We all know that Ra is the sun god in Egyptian mythology. Did the suddenly descended dark night give you the inspiration to study the sun?"

"You could say that," Constantine said, "Actually, I have always been very interested in Egyptian mythology. Combining them with the Great Old Ones is a new attempt. So far, the effect seems quite good."

"Do you think the explosion in popularity of the new book is related to the current situation?"

"Of course it's related, but I don't think there's anything wrong with riding the wave. Scientists can stand from a scientific perspective and try to explain why the sun was extinguished, so naturally, occultists have something to say too."

"Do you really think the sun was extinguished because of the arrival of the Great Old Ones?"

"There must be mysterious power in this, right?" Constantine spread his hands and said, "Brainiac can't deny this point either. But since it can't be found out what power it is, then you can't blame me for doing literary creation."

The two chatted back and forth on stage about the new book, and Constantine talked eloquently. Then they soon talked about the new book trend.

"You also said before that the dark night gave you inspiration. Seriously, I think this is also a major reason why good books have been appearing frequently recently. Have you read the related literary works published recently?"

"Of course, I've read quite a few," Constantine nodded.

"Which one is your favorite?"

"Of course, it's 'Cat Getan University Librarian's Diary'."

"Oh, my god, I like this one too!" The female host became excited and said, "Compared to those traditional literary writers who like to quibble over words, the wording of this young writer named Jason Todd is more concise and lively. Many plots are also very humorous. The reading experience is much better than reading those bitter and deep horror novels."

"He must be very popular with young people," Constantine said, "This way of using a diary to record his adventures in the Cat Getan University library is both interesting and easy to read, so it will be more popular."

"I really can't wait to see the prequel, Mr. Constantine; if you know Mr. Todd, you must ask him to write in detail about his encounters during the time he just became a librarian. Just thinking about it would be very interesting."

"I will pass it on to him," Constantine nodded.

"But we still have to mention..."

*It's too cold today. I don't know why the fireplace won't light; perhaps it's because it rained this morning. Today I organized six poetry collections. There are two I like very much. The rest lack literary quality and are too passionate in their creation. But I didn't have high hopes anyway. Being able to find these hidden gems makes this job worth it.

"We can't be blamed for this either," the host put her hands together, "The popularity of this book is on par with your new book. And this Dr. Fries is even writing a book for the first time; without a fan base, he was able to break one million in sales on the first day, which can be called a sudden emergence. What do you think about this?"

"Heh," Constantine sneered, then waved his hand and said, "Don't misunderstand, I also know Dr. Fries. I'm not mocking his level of writing. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Rodriguez," Constantine touched his eyes with his hand.

The host was even more interested. She leaned forward, put her hands on the table, stared at Constantine without blinking, and said: "You are very familiar with this Detective Rodriguez, right? Hmm? You can't fool me."

"I am very familiar with the prototype of this Detective Rodriguez, but I don't know this one in the book," Constantine shook his head and said, "This is entirely Dr. Fries's imagination, at least eighty percent of it is."

"I'm a bit interested in this," the female host rubbed her hands and said, "Do you know how popular this great detective is? Although we all know that 'The Rodriguez Case Files' is imitating 'The Sherlock Holmes Case Files', they are completely different."

"Detective Rodriguez is completely uninterested in solving cases. He is not that passionate, but appears cold and aloof. If it weren't for his special talent, I'm afraid he wouldn't have entered the detective world at all. Such a detective is rare. And his popularity naturally has a lot to do with Dr. Fries's portrayal of him."

The female host picked up the book at hand, flipped through it, and then said: "Under Dr. Fries's pen, Mr. Rodriguez is an atypical detective with a mystical temperament, somewhat arrogant but full of humor, occasionally hitting the nail on the head and saying surprising things. Compared to detective stories, I prefer watching the bickering between the detective and his assistant. I have to say, compared to Holmes and Watson, the relationship between the detective and the assistant in this book is much more complicated."

"They seem to be friends, but they are completely different. Dr. Fries is a doctor of physics and a scientist. He is accustomed to looking at problems with the rigorous thinking of a science student, always pursuing logical rigor, a bit like Holmes, right?"

"But Mr. Rodriguez is different. If you ask me, he is simply a psychic. This point is also the most controversial part of the book. Rodriguez's psychoanalysis method is too mysterious. Although the psychic ability that points directly to the answer looks cool, it is inevitably suspected of being lazy..."

"I have to say this," Constantine reached out and said, "Psychoanalysis is real, and it can even achieve the effects in the book. But the prototype of Detective Rodriguez and Brainiac still asked me to ask everyone to treat this as the author's fabrication. Don't be too curious about psychoanalysis for no reason."

"Why is that?" The host asked with some confusion.

"Compared to a discipline, this is more like a unique talent," Constantine looked at her and said, "Those who can do it can do it, and those who can't can't. If you force yourself to learn it, it will only add trouble."

The host understood and then said: "It really is that professor, right?"

"What?"

"Don't pretend. We all guessed it. That master of psychoanalysis, the professor at Cat Getan University..."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Constantine shrugged.

"What kind of person is he really?" The host didn't seem to be really asking, but rather muttering to herself, "Whether it's exactly the same as in the book or the complete opposite, it's very charming."

"Brainiac doesn't allow you to pay too much attention to the real life of the prototype characters in the book, and even deleted all the information on the Internet, isn't it a pity?" Constantine asked, and then he immediately answered his own question, "Believe me, Brainiac is protecting you. Any attempt to explore the inner world of this professor is very dangerous."

"Of course, it can be seen from the content of the book," the host supported her chin with one hand and thought, "I have no doubt that Dr. Fries must have seen such a person in reality to be able to describe such a dangerous but charming character. And in reality, he must have more intense personal characteristics to be so attractive after being retold in words."

"I don't deny that he is a very charming person. But appreciating it in words is enough," Constantine said, "Considering those applications wanting to apply to Cat Getan University, even Brainiac is a bit overwhelmed. I suggest you stay calm."

"Alright, then let's talk about the Christmas autograph session..."

"Professor! Professor!!!" Jenna shouted while chasing Shiler in front, panting and saying, "Christmas... Christmas performance..."

Shiler turned around, stared at Jenna for a while, and then said: "Miss, although I am your professor, I think at your age, you shouldn't be too focused on your studies. Why don't you go and date more, okay?"

"No!" Jenna refused flatly, and then said, "Barry and I are not dating. He is just my dance partner. What I want to say is the Christmas stage play rehearsal..."

Shiler walked away without looking back. Jenna chased quickly behind him, jogging while saying: "We plan to rehearse the 'Cliff Duel' episode. The actors have all been found. We just want to invite you to give some guidance. It really won't take much time..."

"Not going," Shiler refused flatly.

"Why!" Jenna wailed, "It's not the first time, isn't there a play about you every year?"

"It's precisely because there is a play about me every year that I don't go."

"But this time it's different. We are rehearsing the most exciting part of the novel based on you. We will definitely be able to perform it well!"

"Then why are you looking for me?"

"Of course, it's because the actor playing you doesn't look like you no matter how he acts..."

"You want me to guide him on how to act like myself?" Shiler didn't stop his pace, looked back at Jenna and said, "Don't you think it's absurd?"

Jenna was quite exasperated, her eyes rolled, and then she said: "Also, the novel wasn't written by you anyway. Then I'll go find Professor Fries. He must know how to act like you..."

Shiler's footsteps stopped. He could probably imagine what Victor would make people act like him. The description in the book was absurd enough. If it were to be rehearsed into a stage play, he didn't know how exaggerated it would be.

If it were to be spotted by a Broadway producer and required to be adapted into a film, he would have to carry the box office of Hollywood horror and suspense films in the millennium on his own. Thinking of Constantine and Victor making a fortune by arranging him, Shiler felt that he couldn't let things develop like this anymore.