Not many people in the book market care about the distribution and sales of "The King of Fairy Tales". Probably only the fairy tale department of Silver Blue Book Library will keep a close eye on the response to the first issue of the magazine.
However, as far as the daytime situation is concerned, there is not much valuable feedback online.
It was evening time.
In the living room of a certain community.
Under the light, a mother put down the book in her hand with a feeling of unsatisfied satisfaction: "This issue of the Poirot series is good, the tricks are unexpected, and it feels more exciting than the previous issue..."
Just then, two children were making a noise in the living room.
Mom looked at the time and said helplessly, "Honghong, Mingming, it's time to go to bed."
"I want to play for a while longer."
My seven-year-old son was having a lot of fun playing with his toy racing car.
The mother looked at her nine-year-old daughter and said, "Honghong, you are the older sister. You should set a good example for your younger brother and go to bed."
"OK."
Honghong obediently entered the bedroom.
Huahua saw her sister go into the bedroom and could only reluctantly follow her in, shouting, "Then mommy, tell me a story!"
"Okay, okay."
With a doting look on her face, my mother picked up the "Fairy Tale King" that she had bought together with the Poirot series during the day.
She is a fan of Chu Kuang, especially likes the Poirot series and buys every issue.
It is said that there is an article in "The King of Fairy Tales" that was written by Chu Kuang. With the mentality of supporting her idol, she bought a copy.
Although I am not interested in fairy tales, I can tell them to my son at night.
Ten minutes later.
Honghong and Mingming were lying on the bed.
Mom opened the package of "Fairy Tale King" and found the first story: "Today, Mom will tell you a story..."
"Mother!"
Seeing her mother holding an unfamiliar storybook, Huahua said:
"I want to hear the story of the little turtle. I don't want to hear any other story!"
The mother couldn't help but say helplessly: "Huahua, look, we have listened to the story of the little turtle many times in a row, why don't we change to a new story..."
"No, just listen to the little turtle!" Huahua said loudly.
Honghong, the elder sister who was already immune to listening to stories, laughed at her and said, "You childish boy, you only know how to listen to the little turtle every day. I can hear scissors in my ears!"
Mom: "It's a cocoon, not a pair of scissors..."
Honghong: "Aren't scissors and scissors different?"
Mother:"… "
Huahua said angrily, "I will listen to the little turtle."
The mother laughed. The so-called "Little Turtle" was a very classic fairy tale, but she had told it to her son dozens of times.
I'm really tired of talking about it.
She negotiated, "Let's listen to a new story first. If you don't like it, Mom will read you The Little Turtle..."
"All right."
Huahua said reluctantly.
Honghong on the upper bunk said, "Mom, hurry up and finish telling him the story. Only a childish person like my brother would like to listen to fairy tales. I am a mature person and I am very sleepy. I need to go to bed."
"I know."
Mom randomly flipped to Chu Kuang's fairy tale:
"Today, Mom is going to tell you the story of Snow White. In a faraway place, there lived a king and a queen. They longed for a child, so they prayed to God sincerely, 'Please give us a child.' Not long after, the queen gave birth to a lovely little princess. The girl's skin was as white as snow, and her cheeks were as red as apples. The king and queen named her Snow White..."
Mom has extensive experience in storytelling.
Under her narration, the story of Snow White comes to light.
Huahua had no interest at first, but as he listened, he became fascinated.
When her mother told her that the new queen was going to kill Snow White, she couldn't help but say angrily:
"The Queen is so evil!"
Mom smiled and said, "Because this woman is a stepmother. Stepmothers are very bad to children, so you must not let Dad find a stepmother."
"I don't want a stepmother!"
Huahua has a strong sense of involvement.
The mother touched her son's head and continued, "The queen's guards were soft-hearted and let Snow White go. Snow White ran away, and in a panic she came to a small house with seven beds..."
"Mom, are there really dwarfs in the world?"
A voice came from the upper bunk, and it turned out to be Honghong speaking.
The mother was a little surprised. She didn't expect her daughter to be interested in this story. You know, Honghong is no longer at the age where she loves to listen to fairy tales.
After all, they are still children.
She whispered, "There are many dwarfs in the world, but if you see them, don't laugh at them. Be friendly to them. Look how nice the dwarfs are to Snow White."
Hong Hong said loudly: "Okay, I like dwarfs!"
Huahua pouted: "Sister, don't you dislike listening to fairy tales?"
Hong Hong kicked the bed and said, "I can't sleep, so I just want to listen."
The mother raised her lips and said, "The queen learned from the magic mirror that Snow White was not dead. She was furious, so she dressed up as an old lady and secretly gave Snow White a poisonous red apple..."
“You can’t eat it!”
"The apple is poisonous!"
The two children suddenly became excited.
The mother taught her, "Now you understand why I don't let you eat anything given by a stranger. Maybe the stranger is the queen in disguise."
Huahua: "I won't eat it again!"
Hong Hong: "Especially don't eat the weird uncle's candy!"
Listening to the child's feedback, the mother thought the story was quite educational and nodded: "Snow White fell into a coma, and at this time a prince passed by..."
"Very good!"
"Snow White is well again!"
The two children's emotions came and went quickly. When they heard that Snow White was alive, they became happy.
"Finally, the prince brought the princess back to the country and exposed the queen's evil deeds. The queen was punished, and the prince married the princess. They lived happily together from then on..."
After my mother finished her story, I actually felt sweet in my heart.
Chu Kuang is indeed his idol. He wrote this fairy tale very well. It doesn't sound like someone who is writing a fairy tale for the first time. Even an adult like him likes it very much.
Huahua shouted, "Tell it again!"
Hong Hong also said, "I like Snow White!"
Mom said, "You don't want to talk about the little turtle?"
"don't want!"
The two children said in unison.
Mother:"… "
This Snow White actually defeated the little turtle.
When she was a child, her mother told her a story about a little turtle in her childhood, which made her feel guilty every time she drinks turtle soup.
The mother thought maliciously and told the child again.
The second time, the children were still very excited to listen and discussed it from time to time.
It was not until the third time she told the story that the two children slowly fell asleep. She tiptoed away and covered the two children with blankets.
"I am Snow White..."
When I covered Honghong with a blanket, she was actually talking in her sleep.
Mom smiled.
Back in the living room, my mother turned on the computer and joined a group: "Sisters, have you heard the story of Snow White?"
The other mothers in the group looked confused.
When the next day came, all the mothers knew who Snow White was. The little fairy tale brewed a big storm among the little children...