Doomsday Game.

Although the private teaching atmosphere was not serious, Chu Yan did pass on his understanding of romance novels and his experience in writing novels to Nangong Jinyan.

Nangong Jinyan said that she benefited a lot, and Chu Yan also got satisfaction from being a good teacher.

Because of the enthusiastic teaching, the morning passed quickly.

When Miss Liu Lulu prepared lunch and called them to eat, the teaching finally ended.

Chu Yan closed his laptop and said to Nangong Jinyan, who had quietly put away her notebook, in a pretentious manner:

"That's about it. If you still don't understand, you can come to me again to solve your doubts. As long as you improve as I said, you will definitely make progress. If you don't become a great writer, at least you won't fail."

After listening to him, Nangong Jinyan bowed to him and thanked him seriously: "I understand. Thank you very much for your advice. Thank you, Mr. Chu Yan."

"Don't be so polite. We are friends! This gratitude should be left to your future readers. Remember, no matter when, you must thank the readers for their support, because that is the real motivation that allows you to keep writing!"

"Don't forget your original intention, always be grateful, and you will become a god one day!"

After saying that, Chu Yan changed the subject and reminded:

"Of course, gratitude is gratitude. , when it's time to stab them, you have to stab them. There's no need to show mercy. As long as you write your own words well, they will not abandon you no matter how uncomfortable they are. "

Nangong Jinyan heard this and asked curiously:

"Isn't this not good? Do you often put stabs in your novels?"

But Chu Yan sneered: "What are you kidding? I write brainless harem novels, why do I put stabs? I'm teaching you that when you write romantic novels, you can put more stabs in them so that people can empathize with them."

"After all, BE plots are the most impressive, and tragic resolutions are the most popular. It's best to suddenly give them a stab when they are sweet, and then suddenly give them a stab again after a few sweet bites, over and over again, so that readers can't stop, you can bring the most unforgettable reading experience to book friends, and it is more likely to be a big hit in the future."

"Oh~!"

Nangong Jinyan nodded slightly, thinking about it.

Chu Yan didn't care whether she listened or not, and went to eat by himself.

In fact, he didn't think Nangong Jinyan could reach a high position in the field of novels. After all, in this era, whether one can become popular or not has a lot to do with luck.

However, Chu Yan didn't think she wanted to become famous by writing novels. She was more like a person who was cold and closed her heart. She had been holding it in for too long and wanted to share her hobbies with others in this way to get some response and support.

In this case, what does it matter whether it is popular or not? As long as someone is willing to read her novels and give her some feedback, she should be satisfied, right?

Besides, Chu Yan has been writing for so many years and has not been popular. Why can she become popular as soon as she comes?

Impossible!

...

After having a happy dinner, Chu Yan, Shen Mengyun, and Long Shuang'er went back to their rooms to play the game.

Liu Lulu and Nangong Jinyan did not plan to play games this time, so they cleaned up the dishes together.

After cleaning up, Nangong Jinyan couldn't wait to hold her notebook upstairs and ran to her room.

Liu Lulu, who was just about to play with her, asked in confusion: "Yan Yan, why are you in such a hurry to go upstairs?"

Nangong Jinyan shouted without turning her head: "Nothing, just modify the manuscript and then repost it online to see the effect, Lulu, play by yourself, I won't accompany you today!"

"I'm playing alone! Forget it, I'm going to sleep."

...

After returning to the room, Nangong Jinyan turned on the computer as soon as possible. While looking at the "key points" she wrote down, she opened the backstage and started typing and editing the text. She felt that inspiration was surging in her mind. It was really a spring of inspiration.

But she was seen typing on the keyboard at a very fast speed and very attentively, with a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the computer screen, muttering faintly:

"Put a knife in... Put a knife in... BE aesthetics... tragedy..."

"Knife to death! Knife to death!"

...

Chu Yan didn't know what kind of impact his teaching had on Nangong Jinyan. He entered the game after returning to the room.

Although he had obtained the dragon bloodline, he was not in a hurry to open a new dungeon and enter the "End Dragon Rider" dungeon, but still followed the original plan to enter the world of "God's Evil World".

After all, there was already a fourth-level Bodhi ghost in his body, and the other ghosts had also reached the limit of the third-level peak. Although he could still suppress it now, there was no problem at all, but after all, the power of the ghost master system was still at the third level, and he could not fully use the fourth level.The power of the weird.

For a perfectionist and obsessive-compulsive like Chu Yan, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't solve this flaw, so of course he had to solve it first.

"Enter the game, select the dungeon "The Evil World of Gods"!"

"Entering the game..."

With a "swish", a divine light flashed, and Chu Yan's body disappeared on the spot.

...The dividing line between doomsday and reality...

"Ding!"

"Warning! Warning!"

"You carry a weird that does not belong to this dungeon world in your body, triggering the special mechanism of the dungeon."

"The Bodhi Weird in the local world has locked your position and is rushing to your location, chasing you to death, please pay attention."

The first time Chu Yan woke up again, he heard a few reminders in his ears.

At the same time, he also felt that the Bodhi Weird in his body began to become restless, as if sensing the appearance of a natural enemy.

However, Chu Yan had expected this situation a long time ago and was not surprised at all.

This Bodhi ghost was snatched from Hades in the real world. Now that it is brought into the copy that he has anchored, it will naturally trigger this copy mechanism.

Chu Yan just glanced at the surrounding environment and remembered that he was in charge of the Kunhe Base City, so he immediately said:

"Come here."

With an order, even though it was late at night, a first-level ghost master guarding the door immediately pushed the door in and asked respectfully:

"Leader! What do you want?"

Chu Yan looked at the other person's young face and recognized that he was one of the trusted ghost masters he had trained himself, so he spoke with confidence:

"You go and notify everyone, just say I'm going out for a few days, let everyone be vigilant and be careful."

The subordinate was stunned when he heard this: "Now?"

Go out so late? And it will take several days to come back?

Chu Yan had no intention of explaining, so he left a message and walked out the door:

"Just go and notify them. If you encounter any trouble that you can't handle, contact me again."

After saying that, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

...

After leaving the base city, Chu Yan took the initiative to communicate with the Bodhi Ghost in his body, asking it whether it could sense the location of the local Bodhi Ghost and calculate the time it would take for it to arrive here.

The Bodhi Ghost obediently fed back the information:

It will take about a few hours to go three thousand miles west.

Chu Yan received the information, smiled and shook his head:

"Too slow! It is not worthy of me to wait! Let me take the initiative to find it!"

After saying that, a cloud of smoke appeared under his feet, lifted his body, and took the initiative to fly in the direction of the local Bodhi Ghost...