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At that time, in order to increase the chance of being admitted, Bai Qingyi could get extra points for all the majors he chose.As for what those majors are for, and what to do after learning, he didn't think about it at all.

After reporting to the school, he found out that he belonged to the School of Horticulture, and Bai Qingyi was a little happy. Gardening, isn't it just dealing with flowers and plants all day long?The next four years of college life must be very artistic and beautiful!

As a result, half a month after the military training ended and classes officially started, Bai Qingyi fully realized what it meant to grow grass on Xian's head.He studied in the Department of Design Horticulture in the College of Horticulture.Major-related content should only be studied in the sophomore year. In the freshman year, all the courses are public courses.Such as English, mathematics, chemistry, biology, ideology and morality (what the hell is this?)...

Bai Qingyi carefully studied his class schedule and found that, five days a week, he didn't have a class for two days.This means that, seven days a week, he only has three days of class and four days of play.

Poor Bai Qingyi, who just got out of the high-intensity training on the eve of the college entrance examination, has no idea what to do on weekdays when there are no classes.The homework questions left by the teacher are usually solved in more than ten minutes.He doesn't like to play games. Every time his roommates go to the Internet cafe in groups to spend the night, he stays in the dormitory.After flipping through the novels, there was nothing to read.The updates of the few books I followed are too slow, one chapter a day, it is the rhythm of starving people (no spiritual food).

And the handsome doctor brother, after sending him to school, turned around and left coolly, without even politely saying "call me if you have anything to do".Naturally, Bai Qingyi was embarrassed to take the initiative to ask how to arrange his free time.

So boring and boring, one day Bai Qingyi couldn't help complaining to Meng Miao on WeChat, saying that life in college was meaningless, after a long time, Meng Miao replied to him: "You can write novels. "

Write, write novels?

"I...can I do it?" Bai Qingyi worried and typed this line carefully.He has been reading the text, and has never thought of writing it himself.Because writing a novel is a very lofty thing for Bai Qingyi.But Meng Miao told him that he could also write, which made Bai Qingyi feel that a small flame had been ignited in his heart.

Meng Miao replied quickly. Instead of typing, she sent a series of voices for more than 50 seconds.Bai Qingyi glanced at the sleeping roommates in the dormitory, searched for the earphones in the drawer, plugged them in, and listened to each voice.

The more he listened, the brighter Bai Qingyi's eyes became.

It turns out that everyone can write a novel, just go to the novel website and register an author account.

Bai Qingyi didn't even dare to think about signing a contract and putting it on the shelves. He only felt that there was a platform for his works to be displayed, and he was already full of happiness.

With a modest attitude of asking for advice, Bai Qingyi asked Meng Miao again: "Then tell me, what type of work should I write?"

He has always liked the novels of Cultivating Immortal Adventures, but recently there are so many men's novels about farming. I don't know why.Meng Miao said that at the beginning, he wanted to write a popular type, but he was not so interested in farming...

Bai Qingyi was tangled up, a small pimple formed between his brows.Just when he was thinking about whether he was mixing farming elements in Cultivation of Immortals to make it hot, Meng Miao sent back an answer with a lot of exclamation points: "Is there a need to ask? Of course it's about Danmei!!!!!!!!! "

Tanmei?No, no, he is a straight man, the number one straight man in the universe!It is impossible to write about two men falling in love.

Bai Qingyi hastily rejected Meng Miao's unreliable proposal, but Meng Miao's next "science popularization" made his rejection less firm.

Meng Miao said that in the complicated novel websites, there is a clear stream called Green JJ, which is rich in Tanmei literature, but does not require an emotional thread.As long as your plot is compact and attractive, you can run the plot with confidence and boldly, and then intersperse one or two lines of interaction between the male lead and the male lead in the middle, or you only express at the end that the male lead and the male lead like each other, it’s fine!

Meng Miao also gave an example: "Like your favorite "Looking for Jade Hu", isn't it at the end that the male protagonist and the villain have a good relationship. You should think that you are writing a male frequency article, and then throw an emotional tail at the end. Just come out."

It sounds reasonable.

but--

Bai Qingyi asked strangely: "Why don't I just write men's stories?"

Uh, hehehe.Meng Miao laughed dryly at the phone, and said to herself, "Of course it's because I love reading Tanmei novels!

"That's because the readers of the Danmei channel are very enthusiastic and will actively participate in the discussion of the plot, which will give you the motivation to write! Think about it, if you write a male-language article, and there is no book review for 20 words, isn't it very frustrating? Will there be an urge to abandon the pit?"

There are no book reviews for 20 words, which is too miserable!Bai Qingyi thought about it seriously, and found that if his novel was so cold, maybe he would really finish it in a hurry, and then he would never write novels again, because he would feel that he had no talent for writing novels.

Or, just try to write Tanmei?Bai Qingyi thought so in his heart.

Instead of replying to Meng Miao's WeChat, he put down his phone, turned on his computer, and searched for a website called Green JJ on the ferry.It took Bai Qingyi a lot of effort to complete account registration, author account application, create new books, and so on.

During this period, his roommates who stayed up all night playing games have woken up one after another, and after washing their faces and brushing their teeth, they went out to the Internet cafe again.This made Bai Qingyi heave a sigh of relief.Although the roommates have different temperaments, they all respect each other's personal space and would never be curious about what a person is doing with the computer on, but Bai Qingyi feels guilty when he thinks that he wants to write a Danmei essay.

It wasn't until the last roommate left that he opened the computer file and typed the name of the danmei novel he wanted to write, "Cultivation of Immortals: The Second Under Heaven".

Bai Qingyi is a newcomer to the Internet literature circle, and he doesn't know that he needs to prepare an outline before writing a novel. He just happens to have an inspiration in his mind, so he can't help but write it.

Chapter 1 was [-] words written very quickly, and it was done in an hour.Bai Qingyi read it from the beginning to the end with great interest, corrected the typos in it, sorted out the unsmooth parts of the plot, and then released the chapter content with a reverent attitude.

Will anyone watch it?Will someone like it, will someone comment?

Bai Qingyi felt that he was not so nervous during the college entrance examination as he is now.He kept refreshing the author's background, wanting to see when the clicked column changed from 0 to 1. He didn't even care about eating, and his stomach growling protest was ignored by him.

Probably because he had a good idea. Three hours after the release of the new book, Bai Qingyi's Chapter 1 had five clicks and one comment.

Passerby A: Not bad, looking forward to the follow-up.

The simple seven words, like some panacea, filled Bai Qingyi with motivation in an instant.He curled up his mouth, opened the document, and started writing Chapter 2 again.

As usual, check for typos, sort out the plot, and publish.

At this time, Bai Qingyi finally heard the protest of his stomach.Rubbing his flat stomach, Bai Qingyi grabbed the key and went to the third canteen in the dormitory area to eat.

While waiting for the noodles, a text message from an unfamiliar number suddenly came to Bai Qingyi's cell phone.Usually when he saw an unfamiliar number, Bai Qingyi would delete it directly, but today he was in a good mood, he clicked on the text message, and then, the corners of his mouth burst into laughter.

It was posted by the handsome, cool and cold doctor brother!

"This is my phone number."

Bai Qingyi excitedly sent three "hmmmm" text messages in succession.Then he calmed down and realized that he had done something stupid, and his face flushed with embarrassment.

Ah!Why did I feel like my IQ plummeted in college?

The author has something to say: cute little Tsing Yi, come to the bowl soon~