Daming: I have a showdown, my father-in-law is the emperor

Chapter 225 Give up?persist in?
"Then do you still write?"

Chen Fan looked at Zhao Jun with a serious face.

To be honest, Chen Fan didn't want Zhao Jun to write any more.

The novel is so rushed, it can be said that it is doing useless work.

If you are in the wrong direction, there is no point in persisting. It will only make the mistake more serious.

"Write, of course I still write!"

Zhao Jun said without hesitation.

How can you give up halfway!
Although he fluttered, it was his first novel after all.

He wants to finish the story, give himself an explanation, and also give an explanation to the readers.

No reader will think highly of the eunuch author.

Seeing Zhao Jun's serious face, Chen Fan was angry and funny.

It is a bit stupid to insist on writing after such a misfortune.

Learning to give up is also a kind of great wisdom!

But who made Zhao Jun his good brother? At this time, he needed Chen Fan's advice.

"If you don't want to give up, that's fine. Let me give you a suggestion, finish it within 15 words and start the next book again. Giving the story a simple ending can also give readers a proper explanation."

"End of 15 words? No, how can it be?"

Zhao Jun jumped up excitedly.

"According to the outline, I still have a plot of more than 200 million words that hasn't been developed yet? 15 words? How can this be finished! If the plot of 200 million words is compressed to 15 words, can this novel still be read?"

"Also, I have written 45 words now, and I have finished 15 words. I can't find a novel that has been finished with 60 words in the entire starting point. Even if the current novels are worse, they will be finished with at least 100 million words."

I don't know when, the author of the novel seems to have an inexplicable complex about 100 million words.

If you haven't written a novel of 100 million words, you are ashamed to say that you are a novel author.

And Zhao Jun has this inexplicable complex.

How can it be finished with 60 words?

No matter how bad it is, it still needs 100 million words to finish!
Seeing Zhao Jun being so stubborn, Chen Fan felt a little headache, why did he not listen to advice!

"Who said that Qidian can't find a finished novel with 60 words? There are so many desperate authors, and some of them are not as good as you. What's more, there are eunuchs who won't write novels with less than 60 words. You are much better than these eunuch authors, at least You also give the reader an ending.”

Seeing Zhao Jun's hesitation, Chen Fan decided to show him some evidence.

Chen Fan opened the Qidian Reading app and quickly found some novels that were completed with less than 60 words.

Chen Fan handed the phone to Zhao Jun, and said earnestly:

"Look, there are so many completed novels that don't even have 60 words. There are also these eunuchs that have hundreds of thousands of words. You can't get to the bottom of it even if you keep reading. So! Don't have any psychological burden! Just finish it when it's time. Ending, giving up is also a beginning!”

Zhao Jun flipped through these novels that were completed in hundreds of thousands of words.

It was as if a new door had suddenly opened for him.

original.

There are so many authors who write less than a million words and finish.

If he finished it with 60 words, it seems to be fine.

Thinking about it this way, the resistance in his heart became much smaller in an instant.

this moment.

Zhao Jun was shaken.

He is not fighting alone, there are so many writers on the streets accompanying him.

A picture appeared in Zhao Jun's mind. Countless street writers were waving to him, saying in a seductive voice:
"Come on! Join us, our Hujie family welcomes you! Join us, you will no longer be alone. In the future, on the way of Hujie, all of us will accompany you, give you warmth and comfort."

Just when Zhao Jun was about to sink, there seemed to be a deafening voice in Zhao Jun's mind, which woke Zhao Jun up.

"No, I can't just give up like this. I want to finish the novel and give readers a complete explanation."

Zhao Jun looked at Chen Fan with firm eyes, as if telling Chen Fan, I must insist on finishing the writing, and don't be like those writers who rushed to the street.

Although his novel hit the street.

There are still some readers following up.

Even for the readers who support him, he must persevere.

Chen Fan sighed, why are you so persistent?
If the direction is wrong, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless!

Chen Fan decided to analyze the current situation carefully to dispel Zhao Jun's stubborn thoughts.

"Are you worried about the dissatisfaction of readers?"

After much deliberation, Chen Fan still felt that the breakthrough from the reader was the best way to break Zhao Jun's will.

Zhao Jun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"This is the first time I've written a novel, and there are still some readers who support me. I can't let them down. I want to finish writing."

Chen Fan coaxed:
"You finished 60 words, those readers will not blame you, they will only understand and support you."

Zhao Jun looked unbelieving.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I want to finish with 60 words, and I'm already thankful if they don't scold me in their hearts. They still understand me? Support me? How is it possible?"

Chen Fan induced slowly:
"Look, the novel you wrote is so poisonous, it's difficult to find a second novel that is so poisonous at the beginning, you can't refute it anyway!"

"There are readers following such a highly toxic novel, and they haven't died from the poison. This shows how kind and tolerant these readers are."

"So, you are done with 60 words. You are not a eunuch, so you can give an explanation to the readers who support you."

"These lovely, kind, and tolerant readers will not blame you, they will silently support you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jun fell into a tangle.

What my friend said makes sense, but I always feel that something is weird!

Do you really want to give up and finish with 60 words?
Zhao Jun frowned and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, he was a little unwilling to let him give up.

It is really not a good sign to give up halfway when writing a novel for the first time.

Thinking of writing a novel, Zhao Jun was filled with emotion.

He is also an old bookworm for more than ten years, and has read many books by great gods.

At first I watched it with gusto, and I couldn't put it down. I stayed up all night watching it every night.

Brilliantly written, and the plot is beautiful!
But after a long time, Zhao Jun got tired of it.

It seems that these routines are all there. After reading the beginning, he can guess the following plot.

And there are many great writers with mediocre writing styles, even worse than Xiaobai.

Zhao Jun also complained at that time.

That's it?

Such a level dare to be called a great author?
As for some small authors, Zhao Jun looked down on them even more.

If you compare the works of great gods to garbage.

The works of these small authors are toxic garbage.

then.

Zhao Jun floated away, to the sky!
Writing novels at your level is really unsightly.

Let me, a ten-year old bookworm, teach you!
result!

Clap clap clap clap!
Zhao Jun's face was swollen from the beating.

Unexpectedly, writing a novel is not an easy task.

Those great authors are even more amazing.

Zhao Jun swore in his heart that he would never complain about other authors again.

Not to mention how well written?

If you can persist to the end, you are already very good.

(End of this chapter)