Gu Xiaoni nodded hurriedly and echoed: "Who in the online literature world doesn't know Lao Ying's deeds? I admire such a powerful person! If I can become a person like him, it would be good......"

Her serious expression and admiring gaze when she spoke were reflected in his eyes, although she had not read his book, but from her expression and tone of voice, she could feel her admiration for Lao Ying.

Speaking of being like Lao Ying, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

When will you be able to become the same person as Lao Ying?

Next year, the year after that, or when you write a full 10 million words?

No one knows, no one can know.

If only there were people in this world who had the ability to predict the future.

"To be that kind of successful person?"

Ying Zeyu's face was still expressionless, but the curiosity in her heart was hooked by her.

The first time he saw her, she was wearing pink strawberry pajamas, sitting in front of the computer and writing a manuscript, he peeked at it and found that what she wrote was messy, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and there was no order to speak of.

She didn't know anything about her level, and she still buried her head in meditation and thought about how to write the story in her hand well, how to write it more compelling, and how to attract more readers.

Biting the barrel of the pen, he wrote down the details of the day in a thin exercise book, and his peach-like ruddy cheeks were full of fine beads of sweat oozing from the heat.

While writing in the computer, analyzing the plot and writing according to the correct one, it is obviously wrong.

He memorized the title of the book displayed on the computer, and when he got home, he opened the web page to find her book, and found that she was the same writer as he was.

I took a serious look at it from the beginning and found that there was more than a little bit of a problem.

After writing a million words, there can still be so many problems, and thinking of her so serious and hard-working, I can only sigh that this child is not talented.

How can a person who has no talent succeed? Even if he puts in 120 percent effort, if he has no talent, it is equal to zero.

"To be as successful as Lao Ying, I'm afraid I don't have that possibility. I hope that Lao Ying has the self-control to let me write 30,000 a day. ”

Gu Xiaoni knew that she had a few pounds and a few taels, and she would become such a god, with her qualifications, she would not have that possibility in her life. It's better to impact the number of words in writing, and if you can't get on the update list, there are a few more collections.

It's a pity...... Broken hands and broken heads are always angry, and they always want to play APP.

Spend her time playing with writing, and she has long become the "old Ying" of the female frequency.

Hate iron doesn't make steel!~

Sighing slightly, Gu Xiaoni opened the APP and began to read.

"You're a writer?"

Ying Zeyu pretended to be surprised and asked pretendically.

Speaking of this, Gu Xiaoni hurriedly waved her hand and replied embarrassedly: "I'm not a writer, I'm just an Internet writer, and a person like me is not worthy of the title of writer." ”

She is really embarrassed to be called a writer, in today's world, when it comes to writers, everyone will think of Ba Jin, Lu Xun and other literati and ink writers, she is just a fallen leaf in the sea, floating on the water, and will be abandoned by the torrent of the times at any time, so how dare she give herself the title of writer?

She's just an internet writer.

"Come on. ”

Ying Zeyu gently spit out these two words at her seriously.

Even small grass needs rain, dew and sunshine.

The two of them looked at the book in unison. As an online writer, you should seize all the time to learn.

When they arrived in Lingshui City, the two got off the bus together, Gu Xiaoni hurried to the bus station and returned to the company, while Gu Zeyu went home and started today's work.

This trip to the fan meeting of zero and eighty degrees, in addition to cheering Lin Shang, there is another reason.

There were some problems with his "Purple Moon in the Sky", and he wanted to talk to Lin Shang about the idea of the book.

Originally, this matter could be completed on the Internet, and it happened that Lin Shang was going to have a meeting, so he rushed to Hanghu City at his invitation.