I really just want to make money

Chapter 305 Writing a Novel

The people at the two tables ate, and they ate as they ate. With Chen Mingxi's cold temper, the girls under him also developed a habit of being quiet.

The bodyguards came to toast, and they also put on a perfunctory look of rejecting people thousands of miles away, which made Fang Wei completely give up, and at the same time, he also believed Zhang Hua's nonsense.

Chen Mingxi had already moved back to his own house. After returning, he said to Zhang Hua, "Come upstairs for a meeting tomorrow morning!"

"Good!" Zhang Hua nodded.

Chen Jun asked inexplicably: "What kind of meeting did you have?"

"After Ah Qing and the others have come, they shouldn't discuss how the company should develop!" Zhang Hua said with a smile, "I said, why don't you worry about others? Why do you always think that something will happen between me and Sister Mingxi?"

"A woman's intuition!" Chen Jun said with a sneer, "It's a big deal for others to cheat physically, but for Chen Mingxi, you will probably be distracted!"

Zhang Huachang sighed, and said: "You should read more books and write novels as soon as possible. These thoughts are all idle."

"Maybe!" Chen Jun curled his lips, opened the door and entered the room, picked up Romance of the Three Kingdoms and read it.

Zhang Hua carried Xiao Pingan to make milk powder. The little guy was half breast milk and half milk powder. He was not picky eater. He had a good appetite. He was white and fat, and he was not sick. , it is a little doll that is easy to carry.

Chen Jun watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms for a while, holding a pen and paper, he might want to write a little bit first, but he couldn’t write any more. Seeing that Zhang Hua had prepared milk powder and put it in cold water to cool down, he asked, “How do you write it?” novel?"

Zhang Hua thought for a while and said, "A novel is nothing more than writing about people and things. First of all, you have to set up a protagonist, and then assign him an identity, right?"

Chen Jun nodded, and then asked: "Then what then?"

Zhang Hua tried it with his hands, and soon the temperature of the bottle was about the same, and the little guy in his arms was anxious to grab it, so he took out the bottle and tasted it himself, then put it in Xiaoping's mouth, and walked away while feeding himself. Sit down on the sofa.

"Once you have an identity, you need to advance the plot. The best way is to create a difficulty for the protagonist and let the protagonist solve it.

Generally speaking, the identity of the protagonist should be relatively humble at the beginning, so the difficulties he encounters are nothing more than material shortages, such as not having enough food and clothing, or lack of money in general! "

Chen Jun thought for a while and said, "Can't I arrange a better identity for the protagonist?"

"Of course it is also possible." Zhang Hua thought for a while and said, "But if the status is too high from the beginning, how do you plan to let the protagonist develop?
For example, Guo Jing and Yang Guo can practice martial arts step by step, and meet suitable opponents step by step. There are people who teach them martial arts, and there are people they like. It should be easier to write if they form a line step by step?

If you just come to Qiao Feng directly, that doesn't mean you can't write, but can you really write Qiao Feng well? "

Chen Jun thought for a while, and said: "Okay, then arrange an ordinary person's identity, and then develop step by step!"

"That's right!" Zhang Hua laughed, seeing that Xiao Ping'an had already drank the bottle, and wanted to put the bottle on the tea table, who knew that the little guy was holding on to the bottle tightly, Zhang Hua exerted a little force, and the little guy There was babbling inside.

"Aren't you full?" Zhang Hua asked.

Chen Jun looked at his son and said, "Leave him alone, you can't eat too much at one time, just wait two hours and then feed him again, just put him on the sofa and let him crawl on his own."

The little guy is eating five or six meals a day now.

Zhang Hua thought for a while, and put Xiaopingan on the sofa. The little guy got up with the bottle in his mouth, and his hands and feet were quite strong.

Zhang Hua watched TV while protecting his son, while Chen Jun began to write the novel with great speed. Seeing her writing for a long time, Zhang Hua leaned over to see what she wrote.

Chen Jun immediately blocked it with his hands, looked at Zhang Hua vigilantly, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Learn it!" Zhang Hua said with a smile.

"Stop!" Chen Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Peeping is just peeking, and he said it so fresh and refined!"

Zhang Hua curled his lips and said, "Forget it if you don't show it. By the way, are you going to write about the heroine or the heroine?"

"Of course we're going to write about the heroine. Is there any problem?" Chen Jun asked.

"It's not a big problem!" Zhang Hua thought for a while and said, "However, during the Three Kingdoms period, women's status was very low, basically they could only exist as men's vassals.

For example, well-known Diao Chan, Zhen Mi, Sun Shangxiang and so on, seriously, they should be men who can still be famous in history. If you write a heroine, I am afraid it will be difficult to participate in major historical events! "

Chen Jun was dumbfounded, and asked: "Then I am a woman, how can I write a good male lead?"

"It should be okay, just write a little less emotional drama, first write about a peasant boy, then write about the Yellow Turban Rebellion to get a small territory, and finally just slowly fight for hegemony." Zhang Hua laughed.

"Do you still want to write about fighting for hegemony?" Chen Jun asked in surprise, then dropped the pen, and said: "I won't write it anymore, it must be so complicated that it can't be written well, and it must be about farming, adding a little emotional drama or something.

Besides, I didn't even want to write about the Yellow Turban Rebellion. I wanted to write about developing a village by the sea. "

This may be the difference between men and women. Men always have the world in their hearts, while women always revolve around trivial matters in a small place.

Zhang Hua thought for a while and said, "Or you can write novels about modern daily life."

"Then how do you write it?" Chen Jun asked.

"For example, the domineering president falls in love with me, or the domineering president's little wife, and then imagine the daily life of tearing and slapping Chen Mingxi!" Zhang Hua said with a smile: "You can learn this from Qiong Yao's novels."

Chen Jun first looked at Zhang Hua strangely, then grabbed Zhang Hua's collar and asked, "Tell me, have you been thinking about how I and Chen Mingxi are torn apart?"

Zhang Hua was speechless for a moment, seeing Xiao Ping An wanting to go to the ground, he quickly hugged her back, "Please, do you think I'm so boring?

I was just joking with you, why did you react so strongly? "

Zhang Hua was a little speechless, he really didn't expect Chen Jun to be so sensitive.

The feelings for Chen Mingxi and Zhang Hua are actually very complicated. In his previous life, he could only be the object of watching from afar. Of course, he had fantasized about it, but it was just a fantasizing.

Chen Mingxi had a congenital heart disease and was unable to marry, but he could make those who fantasize about it go on.

(End of this chapter)