Lu Dongchen searched for the names of some popular songs, movies, and TV in the world before he traveled, but there was none. But that's no longer in the scope of consideration, you can't always write songs, compose, and write scripts, right? That road needs a platform and a channel. And to write online literature, the computer in front of me has already set up a platform for itself.

Lu Dongchen opened the digital Chinese network again, and while picking the top works on the list with the most collections and the highest popularity, he thought about what he wanted to write.

The top few are all martial arts novels, and only one is a romance novel, indicating that the entire online literature is still dominated by martial arts novels.

Click into a few martial arts novels to take a look, and the whole family of the protagonist is destroyed, and then the protagonist has an adventure, gets a peerless magic or a treasure of heaven and earth, and then goes to revenge. The whole article is a sectarian grudge and a family feud, and the male protagonists are all sword stars' thick eyebrows and ruthless templates. It's all the old routines of some old-school martial arts, and it's more than ten streets away from Mr. Jin's martial arts novels.

In his previous life, Lu Dongchen liked to read online novels very much, and over time, he had the urge to create online novels, so he read a lot of online novel writing skills guides on the Internet and on forums, such as the Golden Three Chapters, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and the road to becoming a god, and researched them over and over again.

At this moment, he took those online literary theories in his previous life to analyze the works on the digital Chinese Internet in depth, which are simply scum, including the great god Dugu Bisheng's "Love Me Don't Go Help Me", which is all scum.

What is the first novel written? Fantasy? There are too many famous works on the earth, such as Douluo Continent, Dou Po Firmament, Coiling Dragon, and Divine Tomb, which one is not a god-level masterpiece that penetrates the ears. Or is it Xianxia?History?

Soon Lu Dongchen made a decision to write martial arts in his first novel.

The reason is very simple, the development of martial arts novels in this world is very popular, and the audience is very large, everyone knows martial arts and likes to read martial arts novels. It is naturally good to write new genres such as fantasy, fairy tales, and alternate histories, and become popular with an instant hit, but what if readers do not buy it, do not recognize it, and the ability to accept it is not up to it? People always have a process of accepting new things, and there is a certain foundation, and taking too big a step may not have a good effect.

In case you hit the street, do you turn around and write about the martial arts that readers like to watch? Lu Dongchen can't afford to wait, there are only two thousand oceans, and Qiqi's food and clothing can't cost money. His bank deposits couldn't support him for long. If he is not forced to do it, he doesn't want to go back to his old business to move bricks. After all, writing novels at home, he can take care of Lu Jiaqi at the same time, and when he goes out to move bricks, no one will read the children, and they have reached the point where he can drink tap water from a water cup, and he is unwilling to live like that kind of life again.

After deciding to write martial arts, Lu Dongchen began to create an outline. Yes, creation. Millions of words of novels are copied and written from memory, and this situation can only appear in YY novels, and it is tantamount to a fool's dream to really do so in real life. The Condor Heroes who relied on memory to write millions of words? Who relied on memory to write millions of words to break through the sky? Lu Dongchen was directly exhausted.

Since ancient times, the true feelings cannot be retained, and only routines can win the hearts of the people.

Lu Dongchen believes that as long as he grasps the essence, routines, highlights and cool points in the work, even if he can achieve one-tenth of the charm of the original work, it is enough to sweep most of the works in this world. After all, through the memory of "Lu Dongchen", I know that the development of world literature is too backward. If there is a comparison, then the literature that travels through the former world belongs to the adult level, and the literature that travels through the post-world only reaches the level of elementary school students.

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Before I knew it, a simple outline of just over 2,000 words was completed, and it was almost dark. Hasn't Lu Jiaqi woken up yet? Pushing open the bedroom door, I saw Lu Jiaqi staring at Peppa Pig that Lu Dongchen had just bought for her at noon, having a lot of fun. Peppa Pig is clockwork, and when tightened, it will wobbly and walk in circles on its own.

Seeing her father come in, Lu Jiaqi happily got up from the bed and quickly came over to hold her father's hand. said that it was fast, that was what Lu Jiaqi felt herself, in fact, she was just three years old, she was not stable in running, and she was also swaying when she walked.

"Rake, you see. Lu Jiaqi took Lu Dongchen's hand and dragged it to Peppa Pig, "Peppa Pig, Peppa Pig is alive, it, it can walk on its own." Baby loves it. ”

When she was a child, when Lu Dongchen coaxed her, including the neighbors around her, she always liked the baby to be long and the baby to bark short, and after a long time, she subconsciously sometimes called herself a baby.

"Kiki, when did you wake up, why don't you call your father?" Lu Dongchen had the impression that children around three years old on the earth were very clingy and couldn't leave their parents for a while.

"Rake and rake, write novels, don't let the baby, noisy. Lu Jiaqi is not good at speaking in a complete sentence, but the meaning of the expression Lu Dongchen understands.

"Kiki is so good!" Lu Dongchen gently pinched Lu Jiaqi's fleshy cheeks. Could it be that all the children in this world are so sensible?

It was already completely dark, Lu Dongchen boiled the water, poured it into the cup and warmed it, and gave Lu Jiaqi some water to drink first. There was still more than half a bucket of three-stage milk powder left on the table, Lu Dongchen scooped six spoonfuls according to the instructions, washed it with warm boiled water, and then added some milk powder to Lu Jiaqi.

has never drunk breast milk and has poor living conditions, Lu Jiaqi is already a little malnourished, slightly shorter than children of the same age, and has a strong dependence on milk powder. Just over three years old, she eats staple foods, vegetables and everything every day, but she still needs to supplement milk powder to strengthen nutrition. Although milk powder is also the cheapest.

This will Lu Dongchen no longer code words, Lu Jiaqi held a milk bottle in his mouth, ran to the sofa in the living room to watch cartoons, and Lu Dongchen began to cook dinner for Lu Jiaqi.

Rice, eggs, vegetables, tenderloin...... The fridge is all ready-made. Lu Dongchen boiled rice soup, carrots cut into small puddings, sprinkled in eggs to make a simmered egg, and then fried a meat foam eggplant, two steamed buns were hot, and a simple dinner was formed.

"Kiki, turn off the TV, wash your hands and eat!" Lu Dongchen beckoned Lu Jiaqi to come over to eat while holding the dishes to the dining table.

"Here, Dad!" Lu Jiaqi turned off the TV remote control switch and obediently went to wash her hands.

However, when she came to the table, she still had half a bottle of liquor in her arms......

This......?

"Dad, drink!" Lu Jiaqi was urging wine in a milky voice?

Because of his short stature, he lifted his toes and tried hard to put the bottle of liquor on the table.

It turns out that the "Lu Dongchen" in this world often works for a day during the day and comes back at night to drink two glasses by himself, one reason is that he is really tired, and the other reason is to use wine to drown his sorrows. After fusing his memory, Lu Dongchen was able to understand the feelings of this man who was not strong in his heart after losing his loved ones one after another, as well as the guilt of not seeing hope in life and indebtedness to his daughter, so he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows.

I drink it often, sometimes I drink too much, I don't write anymore at night, I fish for three days, dry my nets for two days, and it's no wonder that the code word hasn't made a dime, and I can't talk about stable updates, and everything else is in vain.

Of course, the soul has become the earth, that Lu Dongchen did not drink today, he was full of hope for life, relying on the memory of such classic entertainment on the earth, even if it was the worst, he could not be rich and expensive, at least through hard work, he could improve his daughter's living conditions step by step.

After eating, I washed and scrubbed, played with Lu Jiaqi again, and put my daughter to sleep early. Lu Dongchen sat in front of the computer and started his own creative career.

Well, it's called "Writing on the Street".