132 Qu Nanxiu on 17K

Back in the dormitory, everyone else was asleep, but for Qu Nanxiu, it was another sleepless night, and he suddenly wanted to write something rarely.

Since he was a child, his Chinese grades have not been very good, and he has never shown any talent in literature, and he does not know what inspiration is.

Actually, he was still able to come up with some whimsical and interesting plots, but unfortunately he was hit hard by the English teacher.

At that time, the teacher asked everyone to submit an English composition, and the bear child Qu Nanxiu wrote it like this-

Tom and Mike.

There's nothing wrong with the title.

At the beginning of the question, Tom asks Mike without hesitation, "Can you speak Chinese Chinese?"

Mike said "yes" cooperatively, and the rest was all Chinese......

The English teacher was so angry that he hit the wall, screamed and rushed into the classroom, grabbed the ears of Xiaoqu, who was taking another classmate, carried it all the way to the office, and punished him for copying "Can you speak English" a hundred times.

The literary talent of the boy was thus stifled in the cradle, but fortunately, his humorous nature stubbornly survived.

It can be seen that teaching is indeed a profession that can have a great impact on life.

At this moment, Qu Nanxiu has an unprecedented creative impulse, he can't wait for a second to get into the quilt, hold the second-hand book into the quilt, and then cover the thin blanket on the small table lamp, there is a small world of his own that does not disturb others to sleep, and the inspiration can't wait to be put into the keyboard.

The so-called inspiration mostly comes from what you see in the fantasy world, which is moving, shocking, and incredible. Isn't that what a good story needs?

He first made a list of characters, straightened out the relationship between the characters, and then wrote a plot outline of a Xianxia blockbuster with what he saw and thought:

The white-robed Yue Yunze is a pillar of the fairy world, cold as jade, but has the softest and most generous heart in the world;

The black-robed Tu Tian loves wine and beauties, but he never cares about the country, but he only understands his heart after losing his love, but it is too late;

The innocent, sexy and affectionate banshee, sacrificing herself for love and righteousness;

A flexible mortal woman who can play the piano and paint, in order to repay her kindness, she will save two lives......

After Qu Nanxiu finished writing the outline, he was shocked, when did he have such a strong ability to choose words and form sentences? It seems that he couldn't write a complete sentence with rhetoric before.

But that's not all, there's still a lot of ink in his stomach to bubble up.

Yue Yunze and Tu Tian, two people, with a cold and hot personality, an immortal and a demon, both fell in love with an ordinary girl called Cangyu, who was the only one in the illusion who couldn't see his face clearly.

Tu Tian was a prodigal son, and many women were obsessed with him all their lives, but they couldn't get his heart.

Qu Nanxiu looked at the word "Tian" on his arm, and felt that from this point of view, he and Tu Tian had nothing in common.

It's not that he praises himself for being very single-minded, but he doesn't have the ability and charm to slaughter the sky at all, and he can win Li Tangni's heart, and he is already happy.

Later, Tu Tian met Linglong, who was very affectionate to him, but he didn't take it seriously, and it wasn't until Linglong died to save him that he understood his heart.

And Yue Yunze, who has been cold and ascetic all his life, has never been in love with anyone before Cangyu.

Cangyu is a character, whose fate has gone through ups and downs several times, and does not hesitate to give everything for Yue Yunze, and she is the reincarnated Linglong.

Seeing Linglong reincarnated and falling in love with someone else, Tu Tian was disheartened, and in the end, he was healed by the best medicine in the world - time, and after meeting a girl named Diansha, he finally had a happy love.

Maybe it's because Qu Nanxiu transforms into Tu Tian every time he enters the illusion world, so he has a special understanding and distress for this character.

Tu Tian was once known as a drunken and inattentive person, but after he met the person he truly loved, he could sacrifice everything for her. It's just that some things are understood a little later, and the taste of regret is piercing.

But what Qu Nanxiu never understood was why the girl named Cangyu couldn't see her face clearly, and why these women were all people she knew in real life.

Maybe it's a kind of psychological suggestion? I unconsciously embedded the faces of the people around me into an illusion. This also compounds the logic, isn't it often related to reality that dreams are often related?

With a list of characters, a framework and an outline, Qu Nanxiu was excited, and in the middle of the night, he had an urge to write this story completely!

What kind of website can publish original literary works now? Let my brother search the Internet.

In the end, he locked in the critically acclaimed "17K Novel Network".

What is a good pen name?

Qu Nanxiu decided not to waste his brain cells on this, so he casually knocked on a pen name called "Five Packs of Spicy Strips".

What's the best title for the book?

Nine Heavens Yunxian was confused for love. With a stroke of the pen, it will be called "Nine Cloud Chaos"!

17K online shows that the new book has been created successfully, and the author number 66666666.

Qu Nanxiu smiled, so many 6. Whether it is a student ID card or an ID card, his various documents have never had such a "slippery" number.

It was quite tiring at the end of the day, but at the moment he was not sleepy at all, and his thoughts were springing up, and he accumulated the beginning of the story word by word.

The codeword page also automatically counts the word count, which is cool!

Before his hands were sore, he coded out about 3,000 words.

In the past, composition was his most headache project, and he couldn't wait to spend three days with 3,000 words. But now, the spring of talent is surging at my fingertips, and I can't wait to write directly to the white of the East.

The next day, Qu Nanxiu swayed to the classroom, cafeteria, and library with two dark circles under his eyes.

Others asked him with a wicked smile: "Xiaoqu, what did you do last night, didn't you sleep, right?"

"Well, writing a novel. ”

Immediately hit by a storm, sarcastic and despised.

Qu Nanxiu didn't care, he was used to it when he was a child, and at that time he had been silently reciting a sentence in a martial arts novel to survive: "He is strong by him, and the breeze blows on the hills." He is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river. He is cruel to himself, he is evil, I am really angry!"

However, when he was a child, if anyone insulted his family or bullied him too much, he would still fight with a breath of truth.

Happily, Li Tangni's reaction was more special: "Write a novel? Okay, let's write it too." ”

"You've been in there, and your name is Dotsand. ”

"And what is my fate?"

"It's good," Qu Nanxiu peeked at her very cowardly, "I finally became my daughter-in-law, hahaha." ”

Aside from Luo Renyan, Li Tangni is the only one left who knows about the illusion, and she is very much looking forward to knowing how she behaves in the illusion. With her encouragement, Qu Nanxiu wrote more energetically.

Sometimes he thinks that if there are angels in the world, the angels should be the appearance of Li Tangni, beautiful and kind.

But when you think about it, no, aren't all angels chubby?

It should be said like this: Li Tangni has the figure of a devil, the face and heart of an angel, well, don't make a mistake, the figure of the little angel is not sexy.

When he landed on 17K again, Qu Nanxiu unexpectedly found that there were more than a dozen reader comments!

Three or four of them were advertised for other books, and the rest were commented on after reading the story carefully.

Everyone said that this story was very special, and they looked forward to the development of this story. Others gave flowers that the website used to encourage the author.

Looking at it again, I just uploaded 20,000 words, and there are already three or four thousand hits.

The author also received a message from the editor in the background, saying that the novel had a good start and a fascinating plot, and asked him if he would like to sign a contract. After signing the contract, he can provide better development, have a manuscript fee, and can also help him do publicity.

For a science student whose composition has been a difficult problem since childhood, this is simply the same treatment as the emperor, right?

Qu Nanxiu, who loves adventure as much as Tu Tian in his bones, decided to challenge himself and write this story down.

After signing the contract, the website strongly supported the potential work of this new author, and advertisements were overwhelming.

Qu Nanxiu was affectionately called "Brother Spicy Strips" by readers, and his fans gradually increased, urging him to write quickly, and some readers even claimed to give him spicy strips.

He was not flattered, but continued to hide behind the inconspicuous spicy ID, writing fantasy stories that belonged to Tu Tian and belonged to himself, and the more he wrote, the more fascinated he became.

"Brother Qu's Finger Cakes" has almost completely lost its business, and it is facing bankruptcy in the face of high rents.

Shao Shuai appeared a few times near the store, squinting his eyes and proudly admiring the cold courtyard of the small shop two hundred meters away.

Everything that made Qu Nanxiu unhappy and unsmooth was a happy event for him.

Uncle Yan and sister-in-law Yan have long been mentally prepared, they are not ready to take this month's salary, and they have already begun to plan for their livelihood after closing the door, just waiting for Qu Nanxiu to speak.

Song Guangming taught Qu Nanxiu before, the trick of doing business is sixteen words: I have no people, I have excellent people, I am good people, and I am cheap. But now Shao Shuai's shop is both excellent and cheap, and the lethality is extremely high.

Qu Nanxiu did not sit still, he used the manuscript fees and rewards he earned from writing novels, as well as the living expenses saved by frugality, to pay the rent of the cake shop, and quickly developed other types of cakes, adding tea eggs, various porridge and other food types, and also supported free tasting, first taste before buying.

He still didn't believe it, and wanted to fight to continue to hold on, and use this silent method to resist Shao Shuai's provocation.

However, when he thought of Song Guangming, Qu Nanxiu felt very uncomfortable, and he didn't know how this buddy was doing now. His experience is a bit like Tu Tian, and when the life of his loved one is dying, he understands his heart, but it is too late, how good it is to cherish it early.

Just when Qu Nanxiu was busy saving the cake shop, he received a call from Song Guangming, only three words, but the voice was so desperate that it seemed to be out of the world: "She's gone." ”

It's so fast! It's not easy for a life to come, but it's so quick to leave!

We have never said goodbye to many people in our lives, but we have seen each other for the last time.

After Qu Nanxiu was silent for a long time, he replied with eight words: "Mourning and changing, drink with you." ”

Song Guangming changed his mobile phone number, and he didn't even give the number to Xiaoman, he didn't know how to face her, let alone how to face his dead wife.

Every time his eyes touched the sweater that had been half-knitted for him, every time his daughter, who was less than a year old, cried and looked for her mother, and when she saw the nourishing recipes plastered all over the refrigerator, her thoughts of his wife grew like weeds.

However, there will be no more fragrance in the kitchen, and no one will light a warm lamp and wait for him to come home.

Song Guangming thought remorsefully, I must have been blinded by the devil before, so I didn't go back to a good home, and good people don't love me!