Destined to be a guinea pig

"Then I'll just write about that Long Yang." Cao Zheng said a little depressedly, and carefully glanced at my face, "Is the current emperor broken sleeves?" That's why everyone is encouraged to cut sleeves.

I was taken aback for a moment, then covered my stomach and laughed out loud, what the hell is going on.

"We are just writing essays to make money. There is a gap between essays and real life. You don't understand this."

"Duanxiuwen is a new trend." I approached Cao Zheng mysteriously, and whispered in his ear, "Tomorrow I will bring you two danmei comics, and you will know after reading them." Although When Japan is mentioned, my angry young lady has a look of contempt, but Japanese manga are really better than domestic ones. (Japanese porn is also leading the world, but although I consider myself a rotten girl, I didn't dare to read two copies.)

"What is Tanmei?" Cao Zheng really asked without shame.

"You go to Baidu to accept it." I typed the word Danmei on Baidu, searched it and pointed it out to him.

"I always hear you talking about Japan, where is that?" Cao Zheng glanced at me carefully, and secretly tilted his head to the side, as if he was afraid that I would slap him on the head like usual.

"That Japan is what I used to call Dongying." I secretly rejoiced that I wasn't talking about the United States. I can't say that the United States is a land of barbarians. Russia used to be called the Soviet Union, but I really don’t know anything else.

"Ma'am seems to hate that Japan." Cao Zheng asked.

"I'm a Chinese, there is no one who doesn't hate Japan." I said with righteous indignation.

Next, I eloquently instilled patriotic theory into Cao Zheng.

Suddenly realizing that I was off topic, I couldn't help but stop my chattering words.

"That...you must have a wide range of knowledge when writing essays." I said with a guilty conscience.

Seeing Cao Zheng nod his head seriously, I couldn't help but want to slap myself, Cao Zhengfei wants to be ruined by you, it's all because he knew me as a rotten girl.

Cao Zheng clicked the mouse to delete the Dream of Red Mansions.

Start to open a new article, the article name is "Fengyue Baojian", the system prompts, I'm sorry Fengyue is an illegal character, your article name will not be approved.

I poked my head over, "Change your name."

"What are illegal characters?" Cao Zheng didn't understand.

"Looking up these more ambiguous words recently, I asked that businesswoman who didn't know the hatred of subjugation, and she sang on the other side of the river. In the future, you can write it as Man Ting Fang on the other side, or Man Jianghong on the other side. You can't write the word "courtyard" in the back." Got it." I said gleefully.

"Why?" Cao Zheng was puzzled.

"What why? It's like the literary prison of the Qing Dynasty. If you don't let it go, you won't let it go. Ambiguous words such as pregnancy, seduction, cruelty, mistress, and lover are not allowed in the composition name. Your name in "Fengyue Baojian" is not bad. If you don’t, you can change the character of Fengyue to mad, in "Crazy Moon Treasure Book", if you don't, change the word for moon to Yue, in "Treasure of Fengyue"..."

"I am a big country in China, how can I write typos? Wouldn't it make people laugh?" Cao Zhengzheng refused with words.

"A good name is the key to attracting readers, and it is not enough to have a good name, but also a good introduction that makes people think..." I hate that iron is not steel.

Cao Xueqin wrote the book Red Chamber, which was considered obscene at the time, because he thought it should be very enlightened, so it looks like a elm-headed book.

Cao Zheng finally couldn't stand my bombardment, and opened a new article "Crazy Moon Treasure Mirror" in silence.

This time I didn’t let him scribble. Every day after he finished writing, he would show me an article first, yo, I’ve already caught up with his editor.

I used a lot of methods for Cao Zheng’s article. In all circles, the group appealed and praised him, and linked up with a few good literary friends, watching his reading volume and favorites increase every day, My heart is gradually flying, and I am happier than my own text.