Writing novels is invincible

Forget it, let this literary youth continue to live in his dream.

After a few years, she will wake up on her own, and perhaps, she will have greater gains.

In addition, due to the intuition endowed by intuition, Chu Tianxing also felt that he was telling the truth and feared that something unexpected would happen, so he patted the book cover lightly and said with emotion:

"This book... has a clever layout, beautiful diction, and profound artistic conception, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"This kind of novel, with a worldly perspective, cannot understand its beauty. To understand it, one must have a very high level of thought.

"Even at my level, it's still a little bit of a struggle to understand this novel once.

"That's why I need to wait until it is quiet and no one is around, bathe and burn incense, meditate, and then read it carefully.

"In short, a novel like this is not for ordinary people.

"So if the sales are not good, don't be depressed. It's not that the book is bad, it's that ordinary people can't read it."

The tall slender woman nodded slightly:

"Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your comment. I will report the truth to the author."

After finishing speaking, he bowed slightly to him, then turned and left with precise steps like a ruler.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

136, The Expectation of the Star-Falling Sword Master【2/3】

"Chu Tianxing really commented that way?"

In a VIP private room, wearing a very girlish pale yellow dress and frameless flat glasses, full of bookishness, like an elegant and intellectual scholarly lady, Starfall Sword Master, after hearing the word Xiao Ling, a tall slender woman, Retelling without omission, he asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes."

Xiao Ling nodded affirmatively.

Star Death Sword Master stood up, walked back and forth two steps:

"As expected of a great talent, Chu Tianxing really understands me."

When it was over, he looked at Xiaoling again and said:

"No, I want to listen to his comments directly. You play the recording and I'll listen."

Xiao Ling nodded, and Chu Tianxing's emotional voice sounded:

"This book... is ingeniously laid out and beautifully written..."

Star Death Sword Master squinted his eyes, and after listening to Chu Tianxing's sincere and enthusiastic comments, he patted the armrest of the sofa lightly with his slender white hands:

"Sure enough, it takes a great talent like Chu Tianxing to understand the artistic conception in my words.

"Well, Xiaoling, go and prepare a set of my anthology, and send it to him after the competition is over."

Xiao Ling said blankly:

"After the book is delivered, do I need to wait for his comment on the spot?"

Star Death Sword Master thought for a while, shook his head and said:

"No need. When I have a chance in the future, I will ask him how he feels after reading it. Some words are more comfortable to hear in person."

"Understood." Xiao Ling nodded, "Then I will prepare now."

Star Death Sword Master waved his hand: "You go."

After Xiao Ling left and Jian Zun was the only one left in the private room, she stood up again, humming a song, and walked around the sofa twice with a dance-like posture, and then she suppressed her mood, Sit back on the sofa, take out a book and flip through it.

What she watched was the second volume of the physical edition of Shooting Condors delivered to her house by the editor-in-chief of the Royal Bookstore himself.

Players lounge.

Chu Tianxing held the book "Years in the Clouds" in his hand, and read it with great difficulty.

It stands to reason that Chu Tianxing would not have read this kind of failed novel at all.

But out of some kind of mysterious intuition, he still decided to finish it no matter how difficult it was.

"Tsk, even prose can't be written like this, let alone novels?

"The three elements of a novel are unqualified.

"The writing style may seem gorgeous, but in fact it is all obscure nonsense that piles up meaningless rhetoric...

"This book is actually published by the Royal Bookstore... a connection with a background that cannot be rejected, right?

"Otherwise, at the level of the Royal Bookstore, how could it be possible to publish this kind of novel?

"I bet that the real sales volume of this novel is infinitely close to zero.

"Even if a few copies are sold, they are definitely friendship subscriptions..."

Chu Tianxing kept shaking his head, and it took him a long time to turn a page. From the whole raving, he struggled to extract some useful information.

In this way, he read it for more than two hours, but only read dozens of pages.

"It's so hard to chew...I've never read such a bad 'novel'."

Really unable to bear it, he put down the book with a tired face, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said to himself:

"Reading the book for two hours is more exhausting than a day of bloody battle... But I always have an intuition that this book must be finished no matter what, otherwise something bad will happen in the future... This intuition is simply absurd."

Although he thought it was ridiculous, intuition saved his life more than once, so he decided to be more confident and trust his intuition.

At this time, the announcement sounded in the lounge:

"Contestant Chu Tianxing, please prepare to enter the competition...The competition will start in 5 minutes, please prepare to enter the competition, Chu Tianxing."

Chu Tianxing quickly put the book into his backpack, went to the bathroom quickly, adjusted his hairstyle and dress in front of the mirror, and focused on the eagle shooting advertisement printed on his battle suit. After confirming that there was no problem, he went Face confidently and calmly walked out of the waiting room and stepped into the player channel.

Follow him step by step in the player channel.

His aura is also undergoing subtle changes.

His steps became more steady, and his face became more stern.

When walking, the dragon walks like a tiger, and the hem of the battle robe moves automatically in the absence of wind, hunting and flying, giving people a sense of wind and thunder.

Between the brows, there is calmness and determination, revealing the domineering arrogance that the winner is in his hands, and who can give me nothing.