daily living together

Hao Zhengwu looked at him and said, "You are really raising Xiaohou as your son. If he finds a partner in the future, he probably won't be able to take care of him as well as you."

An Chijin glanced at him, walked over and put down the notebook, and said to him, "Do you dare to play with me?"

Hao Zhengwu said: "What?"

An Chijin took the wallet, took 100 yuan from it, and patted it on the table. Seeing Hao Zhengwu's expression calmly, he said, "One game is 10 minutes, counting the words by the timer, are you coming?"

Hao Zhengwu followed immediately, and also took 100 yuan to press on, rubbing his hands together and saying, "Come here!"

Lao Guo pressed a mangosteen and said: "I will write with you, and I will be your referee on the side, I won't come!"

Hao Zhengwu said: "Old Guo, you are boring like this, who are you playing with a mangosteen..." Before he finished speaking, he heard An Chijin put his watch there, watching the second hand reach the 12 position , said: "It's started."

As soon as the voice fell, An Chijin opened the notebook, put his fingers on the keyboard and began to type. He kept his eyes on the screen, and as the characters continued to fall on the page, sentences and paragraphs gradually formed, and he slowly devoted himself to the story. to the world.

If it was an instinctive creation at the beginning, now, after accumulating millions of words, what is written is a storytelling method with skills.Writing an article is not based on typing speed, but whether the story is already in the heart. There is actually no conflict between typing with a keyboard and writing with a pen and paper. It is a process of describing it bit by bit.

The typing speed often mentioned by the authors is actually not very related to the tapping speed. The two most important points are one is to have a well-thought-out plan, that is, the story has already emerged in the heart, and all that needs to be done is to retell the plot like a movie screen in words; The second is to look at the concentration of an author. The more focused and devoted to the story, the faster the writing will naturally be.

10 minutes was just one conflict scene. An Chijin kept tapping with her right hand, then took out another hundred-yuan bill from her wallet, stared at the flashing characters on the screen and said, "Add 10 minutes."

It was not so easy for Hao Zhengwu to get involved. The first game was not as fast as An Chijin. He rolled up his sleeves and threw his wallet directly to Lao Guo, "I'll add another 10 minutes."

Lao Guo sat on the side following the outline, did not participate in the battle situation, and helped them tell the time and draw money. This time, he was beaten to death and did not participate. I still remember the suffering in the bar last time!This time, he wasn't afraid of Hao Zhengwu's shameless trick, but the opponent was An Chijin--just kidding, Mr. An Chi's hand speed, he went to seek abuse!

Hao Zhengwu refused to accept it and tried to challenge himself.

Then I almost lost my pants.

After writing intensively for more than an hour, An Chijin picked up the wad of money and wrote lightly: "Let's stop here today, a little gamble."

Hao Zhengwu: "..."

Lao Guo also said to him: "You can't think about it, why did you come to spell essays with him, don't you know An Chi's hand speed?"

Hao Zhengwu felt a little aggrieved, Lao Guo returned his wallet to him, and concluded for him with a sigh: "You have brought shame on yourself."

Hao Zhengwu lay back on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested for a minute to clear his head, took a deep breath and sat up again to update the chapter he had just finished, which was considered as the completion of today's work.While setting the title of the update, he said, "This is also very good. It's still exciting to write, and I write fast. Hey, I haven't updated for a week, and I fell to second place in the rankings."

Lao Guo, who has just entered the top [-] with [-] changes every day, was heartbroken and scolded him: "Hao Zhengwu is shameless!"

Old Guo spat at him and left with his notebook. He didn't want to stay with the number one and number two on the website rankings, and he felt heartbroken.

After Lao Guo left, An Chijin didn't bother to entertain Hao Zhengwu, so she got up and drove him away too.

Hao Zhengwu was holding his notebook and still leaning against the door, saying, "I haven't got the cold drink yet! I bought it specially when I was young, why hasn't your brother come back after going out to buy it for an hour, why don't I wait... ..."

An Chijin loosened his fingers holding the door frame little by little, and said indifferently: "If you don't hold it, don't worry, I will finish the drink for you." After finishing speaking, he closed the door.

Hao Zhengwu had a bad nose, rubbed the tip of his nose, and resentfully took his notebook to the lobby, found a seat and sat down to continue typing.

He was depressed, and couldn't help but kill another popular character in the novel, which immediately made the comment area toss up.Readers thumped their feet and cursed the same words as Lao Guo, and some said they wanted to send razor blades and blood books. In just half an hour, more than a dozen heartbroken mourning essays appeared, and some people were angry and said they would abandon the essay...

Hao Zhengwu struggled a bit, and felt much more at ease.

Within a few minutes, the editor of his website made a phone call from China to ask, and the usual lady's quiet voice became much thinner: "What's the matter with you, ancestor! The plot is good, you just need to open the harem, why do you want to marry me?" Killing supporting role, lost subscription, do you know that!!"

Hao Zhengwu said indifferently: "I know, but the plot has already been arranged, this person must die."

The female editor said sadly: "That's not okay, look at the troubles of the readers below, you can't ignore the emotions of the masses, right?!"

Hao Zhengwu said: "It doesn't matter, but no matter what I do, I can't satisfy all readers' requirements, and as a creator, I can't change my original intention of creation just to please the market."

The female editor said: "...Don't talk to me so seriously, I'm not used to it, can we talk about money first, and then talk about ideals."

"Okay, let's talk about money." Hao Zhengwu took a pen in his hand, and habitually turned it around twice in his hand. Although he was used to using the keyboard, he didn't use the pen less when he first started. To record inspiration, when thinking about things, I always feel that holding a pen is the only way to calm down. "The market is not static, and readers are also moving. I can't just stick to one model and not make changes. After all, there must be a transition period for articles. New readers will join in, and old readers must let go. What I have to do is to make decisions At this point, it is enough to retain more than half of the readers on the way forward, and it is unavoidable to want to move forward all the way.”

Female editor: "..."

The female editor looked confused, what should I do, the author of the stallion article suddenly became serious, and she didn't know how to answer it!

After a while, she said with difficulty: "Well, you can figure it out, but the outline must follow the direction we have agreed before, you can't be willful anymore!" After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but said: "I I didn’t even know that the supporting actor would die, I like him the most!! Why didn’t you tell me in advance!!”

Hao Zhengwu laughed: "I told you, can he still die?"

The female editor said indifferently: "I want to rule out my identity as an editor, and only use my personal emotions to tell you what is in my heart."

Hao Zhengwu said: "What?"

Female editor: "Hehe."

Hao Zhengwu: "...No personal attacks! I have been with you for six years, Zhang Lingling, let me tell you, please respect me a little bit!"

The female editor was also very irritable, and quarreled with him on the overseas phone: "I told you not to call me by my real name, call me Linglingyao! I also have a pseudonym, okay?"

The two had a quarrel, and the gold medal editor Ling Lingyao repeatedly told Hao Zhengwu to follow the plot and not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he hung up the phone.

Just after finishing the work on the website here, the editor who led the team also came to find him. He came to give Hao Zhengwu a room card, and said to him with a smile: "The room has been adjusted, and the female channel is here too. Coincidentally, there happened to be a single male author over there, and I negotiated with the other side to allow you two authors to share a room, which happened to be convenient for work, ha ha! The other side has already agreed, and I also asked someone to send your luggage to the room just now , Here is the room card, the house number is 520, you go there quickly!"

Hao Zhengwu got up and took the room card, and asked casually: "Why are there male authors on the female channel, and men also write romance novels?"

The editor said with a straight face: "What's the matter with romance novels? He is a best-selling author, and he has two hands in publishing movies and TV, and online subscriptions are not bad."

Hao Zhengwu said: "I'm just asking casually, seeing that you are nervous, what's the name of that person?"

The editor said: "My name is Luo Tong. I'm only in my early 20s. Be polite to the younger generation and don't cause trouble!"

Hao Zhengwu rubbed his chin with some interest, patted the editor on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry!"

Edit: "..." He was even more worried, what should I do!

Hao Zhengwu has never seen a male author mixed with female authors, and he doesn't know what kind of boy who writes romance novels, so he made up his mind about the thin four-eyed boy wearing glasses, and whistled all the way to find it slowly.

When Hao Zhengwu got the room card, he didn't think much about it. He just felt that the number 520 was a bit ambiguous, but it might not be popular in foreign countries.When I arrived in front of the small independent wooden building, I saw the house number painted pink and didn’t realize it until I opened the door with the room card and saw rose petals scattered all over the pure white carpet and pink scattered everywhere. Balloon, only to realize that something is wrong.

The living room of the room is very spacious, decorated with heart shapes everywhere, pink and glittery small items can be seen everywhere, especially girly!Hao Zhengwu was about 1.8 meters tall. When he bent down and stepped into the pink glass beaded curtain, everyone was dumbfounded when he entered. Inside, there was a huge heart shape made of pink and white balloons. You don't even need to look, this is a honeymoon suite!

Standing at the door of the bedroom, Hao Zhengwu looked at the pink hanging curtains and the shimmering pink leopard sheets on the luxurious big bed, the corners of his mouth twitched twice.His suitcase was placed in one corner of the bedroom, and a silver-white leather suitcase with a cold light was placed on the other side of the cabinet. Bath inside.