Chapter 322: Write a book of The Lord of the Rings in China
This is a historical fantasy book, Dong Shanhe likes history very much, and he likes fantasy, so he wrote such a book. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Originally, Dong Shanhe also wanted to write a science fiction book, but he thought that he would only write a fantasy in the skin of science fiction.
Dong Shanhe knew that if he was a newcomer to write this kind of thing, he would definitely be looking for death, let alone himself, even if he was blood-red and innocent when he wrote this type of book, he was a little fluttering, but Dong Shanhe still wanted to challenge it, and he didn't plan to make money with this book, what were you afraid of!
This is a strange world, there are continents in the world, and there are several countries on one of the continents, four of which are the largest, namely the Great Qin Empire, the Great Han Empire, the Great Sui Empire, the Great Tang Empire, and then several independent small countries.
Everyone in this world practices martial arts, and practicing martial arts to the highest level is to achieve the divine position and shatter the void.
"Ji Yun, the grandson of Emperor Zhen of the Great Zhou Empire, has lived in the Great Qin Empire, Surabaya County, Qi County, and Daze Mountains as a robber since he was a child, if there are no accidents in life, he will be a robber leader in this life, if he is lucky, he can start and finish well, if he is unlucky, the army of the Great Qin Empire will hang the corpse gate when he comes over to encircle and suppress, until one day, two beauties flew in the sky. Dong Shanhe simply typed down a few words
Dong Shanhe quickly brought himself into that chaotic and mysterious world, everyone wants to have extraordinary abilities, although Dong Shanhe has, but it is all in space, in the real world Dong Shanhe does not have this ability, can only control the life and death of those animals and plants in the space, which is really unattractive to Dong Shanhe.
Dong Shanhe listened to the song with headphones while tapping on the keyboard.
In the past, the speed of Dong Shanhe's code words was only four or five thousand, but since the body was strengthened, and then the code words were up, I felt that the wind was whistling, and ten fingers flew up, and others could only see the afterimage.
"That's what it feels like. Before he knew it, an hour had passed, Dong Shanhe shook his wrist, which was already a little sour, and looked at the number of words on the Word document, "I'll wipe it, fifteen thousand words?" Dong Shanhe felt that this was simply a dream number, if he had this speed before, what kind of supervision would he do, he would have gone full-time to code words, even if he wrote poorly, as long as he updated 15,000 words every day, he could also subscribe to rush up.
Dong Shanhe has a friend, just started the first month of the new book on the shelves of the subscription is only 1,000, he updated 20,000 a day for the first three months, and then updated 10,000 words a day until the end of the book, and when he finished the book, the average order has been more than 9,000, nearly 10,000, which is a big surprise for a person who has no talent and only knows how to bury his head in code words.
"I don't know how good my results in this book can be?" Dong Shanhe looked at his wife and children on the bed, and saw that neither of them woke up, Dong Shanhe continued to code.
He planned to make up 30,000 words first, and then throw them to Wudao to see.
Dong Shanhe and Wudao have known each other for seven or eight years, from he being the editor-in-chief of a group to the editor-in-chief of a group, and then to the editor-in-chief of the current fantasy, Dong Shanhe has never cut off contact with him.
After Dong Shanhe finished coding 30,000 words and corrected the typos, he directly sent an offline file to Wudao after saving.
After sending it, Dong Shanhe closed the notebook.
After he was busy with all this, he turned his head and saw Liu Miaomiao sticking behind him, "What are you doing, scaring me to death?" Dong Shanhe was startled when he saw Liu Miaomiao's big face as soon as he turned his head.
"I'm just watching what you're doing, crackling and disturbing my son's sleep. Liu Miaomiao retracted her stretched neck and buried her curiosity, "Isn't it just writing novels, if there's something great, I will write it, but I haven't written it before." Liu Miaomiao pouted and said.
"But you're so poorly written, the character descriptions aren't good at all, and a lot of your vocabulary is wrong, and it's not used that way at all. Liu Miaomiao continued.
Dong Shanhe was speechless, he didn't write it and said with a disdain that he wrote poorly, if you have the ability, you can also write a copy, you can do it!
Dong Shanhe ignored his daughter-in-law's contempt, began to pull to her side, and began to massage her.
After giving birth, Dong Shanhe began to massage her every day, and then took her to exercise, if there was no Dong Shanhe watching, Liu Miaomiao would not have the perseverance to lose weight at all.
Otherwise, Liu Miaomiao shouted in Dong Shanhe's ear all day long to lose weight and lose weight, and then she was lying on the bed and shouting, Dong Shanhe also wanted to beat her.
After the massage, Dong Shanhe took her to start exercising.
The first is the abdomen, after giving birth, the belly is full of fat, if you don't hurry up to lose weight, it is difficult to remove the fat.
Liu Miaomiao was not willing to exercise without exercising for two minutes, Dong Shanhe could only raise his slap and threaten, until Dong Zhiyuan cried half an hour later.
In this way, Dong Shanhe started the life of an otaku, sometimes he helped take care of the children at home, and sometimes, his parents would come over to help take care of the children.
When he has free time, in addition to cooking, Dong Shanhe sits in front of the computer and starts coding words.
Sometimes, at night, Dong Shanhe took advantage of Liu Miaomiao's sleep with the child, and he didn't sleep until it was almost dawn.
Dong Shanhe knew that he was relying on his good physical condition, otherwise he would have died suddenly, and when he reached enlightenment on the third day, he told Dong Shanhe that the draft had been passed, and Dong Shanhe had saved nearly 200,000 words of manuscript.
Dong Shanhe has a chapter of 2,000 words, three chapters a day, and is released regularly. Dong Shanhe timed all the chapters of the month in one go.
In this way, time passed quickly, and by the time Dong Shanhe took the child to the physical examination, ten days had passed.
In the past ten days, the baby has eaten, slept, and eaten, and has changed from a wrinkled little dot to a white and chubby.
Dong Shanhe once looked at his child carefully, his hands and feet are big, and his legs and arms are also very long, and his mother once asserted that this child will definitely grow taller, and he will definitely grow taller than Dong Shanhe.
Dong Shanhe pursed his mouth and didn't speak, what is there to be proud of being taller than himself, when he didn't get space, he was only 1.75 meters, and after getting space, he jumped to 1.8 meters, and he has been 1.8 meters tall until now, Dong Shanhe feels that he is only this height, and he can no longer grow tall, but his daughter-in-law is very tall, 1.68 meters tall, and she is about as tall as herself when she wears high heels, inheriting the excellent genes of her parents, can the child not grow tall? Dong Shanhe didn't believe it, he gave him a drink of space spiritual liquid every day, and when the time came, it was possible not to say that it was one meter eight, even two meters.
But Dong Shanhe just thinks about it, two meters is too tall, one meter nine is about the same, and his son doesn't need to play basketball in the future, why is he so tall?