"What are you talking about?" Xue Yi smiled and gently pushed open the dormitory door and stepped in halfway.

The dormitory suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him in unison.

Lu Jian was the first to turn his head, glanced at him disdainfully, and climbed into his bed.

It's no different from usual, this Xue Yi doesn't want to deliberately get closer to him now, and he really doesn't understand the brain circuit.

Jiang Hong gradually glanced at him meaningfully, and there seemed to be some surprise in his eyes.

Did even Xueba pay attention to this novel I wrote?

However, he should not be so poisonous that he may just be a melon-eating crowd.

Xue Yi's eyes mainly stayed on Fu Chengcheng, who seemed to be mentally out of the way, and was stunned, and soon pursed his lips again, as if summing up the language.

Xue Yi walked in and put down the book, picked up the water bottle and poured a glass of water, and pressed his hand, "Don't worry! ”

A mouthful of goo.

"Xue Yi, haven't you read the book review area recently?" Fu Chengcheng's tone was a little hesitant, and listening carefully was mixed with excitement.

'Well, what's wrong?'

Goodong, another mouthful, Xue Yixin said that he was quite kind, and he couldn't bear to tell himself directly, and he was even ready to lay the groundwork.

"Something's wrong!"

"Oh, actually, I don't care, it's okay, you say!"

Fu Chengcheng was entangled, and suddenly smiled, happy like a child of one hundred and eighty pounds.

"Xue Yi, you probably may be on fire. ”

Putting down the teacup, Xue Yi hadn't reacted yet, and said casually: "Oh." ”

In two seconds, the sound immediately rose to 90 degrees.

"Huh?"

"Don't get excited, it's just possible, although it's well received now, but after all, it's not on the shelves yet, and it's hard to say. Fu Chengcheng persuaded seriously.

Xue Yi's uncontrollable hand tremor came back, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You say it again?"

"What's wrong? Can't you believe it? I said a long time ago that your book must have a future, you don't believe it, listen to Lu Jian's fooling, and now it turns out that my vision can still drop, and ten years of bookworms are not in vain. Fu Chengcheng looked proud, walked up to Xue Yi and patted him on the shoulder, and said.

"If it's a big sell, don't forget to treat me to something delicious. ”

I'll treat you to a sister!

Xue Yi almost couldn't help but squirt, he didn't give up and said: "Didn't you hear you say that there were too many trolls in the comment area yesterday morning?

"It wasn't yesterday morning!" Fu Cheng said.

"The three chapters you posted yesterday afternoon directly collapsed the position of the trolls in the comment area, and now there are a bunch of praise for what you wrote in the comment area, and a lot of them are strange and artistic, and they are very excited. ”

"The popularity of our comment area is no less than that of those old authors. ”

"Yesterday's chapter?" Xue Yi muttered, recalling the chapters sent yesterday, the protagonist finally got a hand, but isn't that a pretending to be a slap in the face?

I obviously didn't kill my whole family!

The protagonist doesn't have the decisiveness you like!

Aren't you supposed to be cowardly to that bastard?

How did it climax.

Fu Chengcheng looked at him in disbelief, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the novel review area for a while, and then handed it to Xue Yi, "Here you go, don't believe it." ”

Xue Yi took the phone, looked at it a few times, and only felt that people were going to faint.

The commentary is mainly divided into several waves.

The first wave, unified formation: It's not easy, I'm running and running and finally got up, that's how it should be, beat him to a pulp.

Holding the author, paving the mat for so long, finally willing to let go, the previous few wise supporting characters kept jumping, the protagonist was stunned and endured, if it weren't for the author's description of the protagonist's inner drama to reveal that he would soon find the scene, I would have abandoned the text, fortunately, I endured, I suggested that the author should not play with the desire to suppress this set first, sometimes it is really hot.

The second wave: Han ran and ran !!!! (broken sound)

The third wave is obviously the kind of people who have read a few books, and a large paragraph of text is emotional, with a little literary style.

Although it is only about eighty chapters, I have to say that the author's character portrayal is really wonderful, so that there are too many scenes in my mind that linger for a long time, and it is a pity that Senior Sister Tian, who is dressed in a red dress and always treats her little brother like a family, marries another woman.

But maybe life is not perfect, and the love of ordinary people is often like this, which teenager has never met the girl he wants to have at a glance, but how many examples are there in the end?

Just like the lack of the full moon, the round is good, the lack is good, the things of life, how can they be as good as they want, they are not forced, and they are enthusiastic about life, and there may not be beauty around the corner. ”

"Seeing the handling of the protagonist in the latest chapter, to be honest, it is not only enjoyable, but also expected, after all, the author's humorous introduction has already said that Han Ran is invincible.

If you say emotion, there are a few words in your heart, the protagonist has grown step by step from a peasant boy who is ignorant of the world, and there are always better people in front of him, but he is not discouraged, insists on facing difficulties with a smile, ignoring cold eyes and ridicule.

Along the way, step by step, dramatization and at the same time when is it not a kind of self-deprecation?

At this moment, I seem to understand why the author has used nearly 70 chapters to narrate with a slightly heartwarming rhythm in the midst of depression, because life is mostly distressed.

And happiness often needs to be found, compared to the blood and tears buried in the rise of an ordinary person, the author has too much kindness to the protagonist. ”

……

"Since I inadvertently brushed up on this book, I have been chasing it so far, the author's pen power is not like a rookie author in my opinion, and the emotional mobilization and hatred can be called perfect, and the most commendable thing is that it still gives people a strong sense of expectation in the case of not publishing, which makes people reluctant to abandon the book. ”

"From the beginning of the village slaughter incident, to the martial arts competition, going out to practice, it seems to be a routine story, but it is interpreted differently, and in the end, I only find that I have unconsciously completely integrated into the protagonist's body, when he is bullied, we will be angry, he has gained, we will be happy.

In summary, there is the potential to become a god, author, come on, Rome was not built in a day, and good books have to be grinded. ”

……

Xue Yi trembled and returned the phone to Fu Chengcheng, who was still curious that Xue Yi could control his emotions so well now?

Xue Yi pursed his lips, looked ahead with empty eyes, put down the teacup and sat down, put his legs on the table, looked at the head of a famous writer on the wall, and whispered:

"What went wrong?"

"Why did they explain things that I never thought of as the Tao? ”

"Why do I think things that are so poisonous, they are like orgasms. ”

"Others are depressed and abused, but I am here that the plot and characters are profoundly portrayed. ”

"I obviously didn't spend much time thinking about the plot, I was completely immersed in self-praise, and now tell me, I might be on fire?"

"Write a few handfuls of fire...... Done?"

"Could it be that I pounced as a dog in my previous life, was I too serious?"

"Hehehe......" The corners of Xue Yi's mouth hung up to laugh at himself, laughing ugly, what else could he say?

Speechless.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was strangely quiet, Fu Chengcheng was very afraid that Xue Yi would be excited to do something crazy, looking at the smile, it was obvious that the child had been suppressed for a long time, and now he was recognized, so you can imagine the mood.

Now, if you tell him the good thing you did, will it produce more stimulation, forget it, or wait for him to calm down.

In about two minutes, Xue Yi calmed down, and he figured it out.

The writing of my two lives is not fake, and it was mostly a matter of creativity and rhythm in the past, but this time I may have found the psychology of readers in this period by mistake.

It doesn't matter, just take the right path again.

In the future, seriously conceive the plot, read more books with low popularity, find poisonous points, and integrate them into the book, even if readers who like this book very much now, they will be poisoned to death sooner or later, after all, the online literature industry has a smooth start, and there are too many things that die in the middle of the road.

Besides, now shouting that the favorite ones will lose a lot of them when they are on the shelves.

If you don't care about popularity, it will slowly lose out.

Yes, it must be right.

So when I write later, I try to speed up the pace as much as possible, so that I can't say that I am ambushing the inner drama of the protagonist, right?

Isn't it okay for me not to make you feel a suppressed pleasure without bothering to lay the groundwork?

I'm just simple and rude, so cool that you vomit, which makes you disgusted with how there is such a vulgar plot.

In the end, there will be a wave of sweet scenes, and then suddenly the style of painting will change, and a dead heroine is almost impossible to resurrect, so I don't believe that you don't give up the text.

Thinking about it like this, Xue Yi suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the breath in his lower abdomen could finally be spit out of his mouth.

Fu Chengcheng poked Xue Yi's back, and said as if he was meritorious: "I just saw that you were too excited to say something, you don't have to worry about the results on the shelves, I used the name of my deputy moderator to build a few groups, and the current statistics have exceeded 3,000 people, and they all say to subscribe." ”

"You're probably the first. ”

"Now I see that other authors are so popular. ”

"Well, this buddy is very spiritual!"

Hearing this, Xue Yi turned his head with difficulty, his face was dripping white, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heartfelt tone suppressed the fire in his heart and gritted his teeth.

"I suddenly found out that your special mother is really a talent. ”

"yes, I think too. Fu Chengcheng smiled happily.

"You don't have to be too grateful to me, just write it out and show it to me first. "He's still in Texas.

Here, there was no sound, and the next moment, bang, it was Xue Yi who rolled over to the bed.