Sister, Shut Up!

But in fact, readers are more subjective and emotional when reading books, and their perspectives are also narrower.

Therefore, when the author ends up discussing this kind of thing, it is often thankless. The old author tries his best to avoid this kind of situation. Practice makes perfect when deleting posts and banning words.

In fact, most readers read books in silence, and those who are willing to publish articles and comments will always be in the minority.

Even the readers who like Zhang said may be only about one-tenth of the total readers.

This is also the reason why some authors collapsed the book after listening to the opinions of some readers.

Just because the opinions of a few readers do not fully represent the majority.

Therefore, the old fritters only look at subscriptions and follow-up reading. Once a certain chapter has a phenomenon of declining subscriptions, it means that there is really a problem with the content.

Because real readers use subscriptions to vote, if your writing is not good, readers will naturally leave silently, not too lazy to say a word.

However, Jiang Miao is different now.

Seeing Su Huai porridge chatting on the stage, Jiang Miao sighed faintly.

On my side, there is a real reader in reality, or the kind that closes the small dark room if they disagree.

Thinking about it this way, the days to come are really dark.

"Okay, that's all that needs to be said. If you have no problem, let's go here today."

After finishing the key points, Su Huai Porridge announced the dissolution.

Two teammates still had some questions, so they walked up to the podium and continued to ask Su Huai Congee.

Seeing that Senior Sister was entangled, Jiang Miao quickly got up and wanted to run away, but was stopped by Ding Ning next to her.

"That... classmate... I've added you as a friend, can you pass it?" Ding Ning pinched her small fist to her chest and asked cautiously.

Jiang Miao glanced at her phone, only to realize that someone had applied for a friend.

"Sorry!" Ding Ning suddenly bowed ninety degrees, "I walked too fast before, I forgot to add you as a friend, I'm very sorry!"

"...It's okay." Jiang Miao was taken aback by her and asked after applying for a friend, "Is there anything else?"

"Ah...this...that..." Ding Ning began to hesitate again, "I want to ask, how is Haotang's usual work and rest? Did he sleep well?"

"He plays games all day until one or two in the morning, doesn't it feel like a healthy routine?"

"Eh?! Playing games?" Ding Ning was obviously stunned, her expression seemed to be a little confused, "This...is that so...thank you!"

"Oh, it's alright..." Jiang Miao just finished speaking when she ran away as if she had run out of courage.

Sister, in your state, can you really play and debate?

He also counted on four teammates to take him to lie down.

Just when Jiang Miao looked helpless, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

As soon as Jiang Miao turned her head, she saw Senior Sister's delicate smiling face.

"Junior, your peach blossoms have arrived?"

"Senior sister thinks too much, that's my roommate's peach blossom luck." Jiang Miao complained, "My peach blossom luck is probably planted here by senior sister."

"Is it bad?" Su Huai Porridge didn't ask about Ding Ning, but instead asked, "Do you dislike me?"

"I still want to ask Senior Sister." Jiang Miaoxu glanced at Su Huai Porridge and sighed, "Senior Senior didn't say that she was still the vice-captain of the debate team before."

"Huh? Didn't I say it?" Su Huai porridge tilted her head and pretended to be stupid, blinking her eyes so cute.

Jiang Miao, who had already seen through the real body of Senior Sister's devil, did not eat this set, rolled her eyes and said, "Sister Senior is normal, I am not a fool."

"Okay." Su Huai porridge covered her mouth and smiled, with a good speech for him, "Didn't you say before that you don't like going through the back door, I didn't tell you."

Jiang Miao: "..."

You might as well tell me directly... Jiang Miao complained in her heart.

If he knew about this in advance, he would definitely not even leave the door, who cares about the front door and the back door.

Now it's better, the sheep go directly into the tiger's mouth and are eaten to death by the senior sister.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but feel hopeless when she thought that she would have to live under the shadow of her senior sister in the next month's debate competition for freshmen.

That's horrible……

There is absolutely something wrong with my college life!

Just add a book title.

"By the way, Senior Sister, did you really not control the group secretly?" Jiang Miao looked suspicious, "Won't you put me in this group on purpose? After all, my classmates are all in another group."

"I didn't participate in the grouping. I just chose which group to be the team leader depending on which group you are in. The deputy captain still has the privilege."

Su Huai porridge said with a smile, "Besides, boys are very valuable in the debate team, so the six boys will be separated. This is an old rule."

"..." Jiang Miao was speechless, rolled her eyes, and thought about another matter, "Sister, how about discussing something?"

"uh-huh?"

"Look at me, I usually have to code words. Debating competitions are a waste of time, right?" Jiang Miao said sincerely, "Anyway, there are already four people in the team, so let them exercise more. I am here. It's good to be a cheerleader at the back."

"To put it bluntly, you just want to be lazy?"

"Isn't this for good coding?"

"Actually it's not impossible~"

"Then it's settled!"

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Su Huai Porridge gave him a white look and added, "It can be, but if any of them have to be absent midway, you must be on top of them temporarily."

"Uh... that's for sure." If it's so unfortunate, then Jiang Miao won't hurt for a match. If you can touch more fish, try to touch as much as possible.

"Okay, let's go here today." Su Huaizhu came behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, and walked outside the classroom, "Hurry back to the dormitory to write, you still owe a chapter today!"

"No hurry." Jiang Miao glanced at the time, and it was only 07:30 in the evening, which was very early, and she had no motivation to type at all, "Senior sister, please drink milk tea."

"Huh?" Su Huai porridge looked suspicious, "The sun came out from the west? When did my junior become so sensible?"

Jiang Miao sighed: "Just take it as a bribe for Senior Sister."

……

The night was hazy, and on the asphalt road of the Financial Institute, the street lamps exuded a soft yellow halo.

The two figures walked together, and the shadows were stretched long, overlapping and intertwining at the end of the road.

"It feels like the recent plot has slowly become dull."

On the way back to bed, Su Huai Porridge held the milk tea and said, "Is something wrong?"

"The common problem of daily literature." Jiang Miao spread her hands, "After all, the main line is actually very thin, one emotional line, one career line, and you can't set up villains and dilemmas in the traditional sense. It is really difficult to keep it interesting all the time."

"Then what should I do?" Su Huai porridge looked curious, and when she talked about the story behind the writing of online articles, she was particularly excited.

"One way is to quickly advance the main line and let the plot enter the next turning point quickly." Jiang Miao said, "For example, in the following plot, the hero and heroine go home during the summer vacation, and the heroine shoots a couple's relationship after exposure, and the parents' reactions ."

"But in fact, the mothers on both sides already knew in advance that they were in love, but the male and female protagonists didn't know it yet."

"This kind of information difference is very interesting. It is a turning point in the main storyline. If we advance here earlier, the plot will have its ups and downs again."

"Is that so~" Su Huai Porridge suddenly nodded, "But Peach Sauce doesn't seem to have any plans to move forward quickly?"

"..." As soon as Jiang Miao said that he was excited, he was immediately typed back to the original shape by the three words "peach jam", his face turned black, and he refused to speak.

"I was wrong~ My dear~ I don't need to mention my pen name, okay?" Su Huai Porridge giggled, obviously on purpose.

Jiang Miao couldn't help Senior Sister, so he just pretended that he didn't hear it and continued his opinion, "If the main storyline is quickly advanced every time, the reader's threshold for this kind of turning point will be quickly raised."

"If you encounter a bland routine later, you must advance to the next turning point at a faster speed to meet the high threshold of readers."

"In this way, it is easy to fall into a vicious circle, resulting in the rapid consumption of the main line outline, and it can be completed without writing a few words."

"If it's a fantasy upgrade book, you can continue to write it by changing the map, changing the soup without changing the medicine, but there is basically no way to write it in daily text, and it can only be finished in a few hundred thousand words."

Su Huai Porridge clapped her hands and realized: "So it's the number of words for water!"

Jiang Miao: "..."

"Daily writing is daily, how can it be called water word count!"

"You're in a hurry, you're in a hurry~"

"Actually, it still depends on the writing style. This is what I'm pursuing now." Jiang Miao said helplessly, "For example, in "My Wife Comes from 800 Years Ago", the main line is actually very thin."

"But when he writes about his daily life, it naturally has a unique firework atmosphere, and the small details of various life, a little sketch, can make people immersive, as if there is really such a couple in the world living in a corner."

"The control of such small details is much more difficult than simply advancing the main line. It tests the author's observation and accumulation of daily life."

"The key point is that I have basically zero experience with couples falling in love. I can only accumulate material by reading other novels or animations. In fact, I am lacking in details."

Having said this, Jiang Miao sighed.

This is why he usually likes to observe the people around him, and record all the distinctive people or things.

There is no way, young people + single dogs, without the rich experience of people who have come, can only rely on diligence to make up for it.

"Junior." After listening to Jiang Miao's words with great interest, Su Huai Conge suddenly laughed, "Those who don't know, think you are confessing to me."

"???" Jiang Miao had a question mark on her face, "Are girls' brain circuits so magical?"

"When you say you lack love experience, don't you mean you want to fall in love."

"...Senior sister, don't spit your blood."

039. Debate: I am an independent woman, should I...

Time is a magical thing.

In class, it is like a stubbornly towering peak and a rock, as if it has to go through the vicissitudes of life before it is willing to move an inch.

When playing games, it is like a fleeting wind, and as soon as it blows, it disappears in the blink of an eye.

When Jiang Miao came back to her senses, it was already Thursday afternoon.

Sitting in the office of the political work group, Jiang Miao was blowing on the air conditioner, finishing typing during the day, and after finishing the copywriting work, the rest of the time was all leisure time.

Other classmates chatted and played games there, while Jiang Miao sat in the corner, reading novels contentedly, and published chapters in other dog food articles under the author's account.

"The Guard is Here"