At this time, his heart was full of storylines, and he just wanted to take advantage of his state and hurry up to start writing, of course, 6 Yang would not notice Cao Xue's mood next to him.

Xun returned to his seat, 6 Yang with a smile of joy on the corner of his mouth, grabbed the pencil on the table, held the snow-white manuscript paper with his left hand, and began to write.

"Chapter 1o4: The Turtle in the Urn"

6 Raise the pencil in your hand, smack a few times, and write the chapter name in the upper left corner of the manuscript paper.

Yes, he has already written chapter 1o4 of "Doomsday Wasteland".

Each chapter is more than 3,000 words, in addition to the four episodes that have been handed over to the publishing house, the fifth episode of the manuscript, 6 Yang has also been written, and what is being written now is already the content of the sixth episode.

In this chapter, Chen Feng, the protagonist of the story, chases down a level 5 monster that has been killed and injured by him in a city that has become a ruin, but unfortunately chases down the territory of two level 6 monsters.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Feng, who was originally chasing and killing prey, became the prey of the three monsters, and the three monsters formed an encirclement, encircling Chen Feng, who was alone, between the ruins of several buildings.

The shape was reversed, and Chen Feng became a turtle in an urn, and it seemed that he had become unable to fly.

……

The specific details of this episode, 6 Yang had already conceived all of them outside just now.

It's like a painter who, before he puts pen to paper, has a clear idea of the picture he is going to draw.

So when I actually wrote, the degree of 6 Yang was very fast, and the pencil in my hand was like a ghost drawing, and the tip of the pen was moving quickly on the snow-white manuscript paper.

This is the true state of a fiction writer after he or she has really entered the writing process.

Otherwise, why do some top writers be able to code seven or eight thousand words in an hour?

Even if you type on a computer, the degree is far faster than the degree of handwriting, if you don't have a storyline that has been conceived in mind, if you want to write a plot while writing, who can write seven or eight thousand words in an hour?

No matter how good the person is, it can't work!

Only when you are confident, your thinking is uninterrupted for a moment, and the hand of the code word keeps catching up with the degree of thinking, it is possible to have such a ** degree.

At this time, 6 Yang entered that state.

The thinking in his brain is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, endlessly, what he is doing is to use the fastest degree to write the thinking that is constantly rotating in his mind, in order not to interrupt the storyline in his head, 6 Yang must burst out of the fastest degree, otherwise, the idea is broken, even if he finds the state later, and then writes, the content of this chapter will become incoherent, and there is no artistic conception in one go.

As mentioned earlier, when 6 Yang wrote the manuscript, the font was very ugly in order to pursue the degree.

The nib of the pen falls, and until he finishes writing a paragraph, the nib of his pen will not leave the manuscript paper at all, and therefore, under the pen of 6 Yang, the text of each paragraph is connected from beginning to end, and there is no break in the middle.

Not only that, but many words, he even subconsciously simplified.

I believe that few people can recognize such simplified words except himself.

6 Yang, who has fully entered the state, is absolutely selfless.

I didn't notice at all, I don't know when it started, Cao Xue, who was sitting next to him, had taken his eyes off his book, and looked at him quietly and quietly on the snow-white manuscript paper and continued to write.

"What's going on? What is he writing? Is he trying to get my attention?"

Cao Xue looked at 6 Yang writing on the manuscript paper, and couldn't help but have such doubts in her heart.

For more than half an hour tonight, 6 Jan left a bad impression on her.

Even she has decided in her heart that from tomorrow night, she will no longer come here for evening self-study, and she will no longer take care of this boy who doesn't like to study in the future.

However, when 6 Yang returned from outside the classroom, it was obvious that he was not in the right state.

It's like the whole thing has become a different person.

Except that when she first entered the seat, the movement was a little big, and a little movement affected her reading, and after that, he was as excited as a full needle, writing something on the snow-white manuscript paper in a ** degree that she had never seen before.

The hand that wrote suddenly gave her a very indecent adjective in her mind - convulsions.

"It's fast, but this word ...... What is it written? It's too ugly, isn't it? How can there be such ugly words in the world? He can't be scribbled, right? Can he recognize it?"

Cao Xue soon had new doubts in her heart.

She had never thought that someone could write so quickly, and she had never seen such ugly words.

It's obviously a Chinese character, but it is written down in a continuous way like writing English.

Under Cao Xue's stunned gaze, 6 Yang had finished writing a piece of manuscript paper, and with a bang, 6 Yang had already flipped over the first manuscript paper casually and began to continue to write on the second manuscript paper.

Maybe it's because I can't smoke in front of Cao Xue tonight, and 6 Yang is afraid that his state will suddenly be broken, so he writes faster than ever before.

Of course, the degree referred to here is just the degree of handwriting, and there is still a gap between the code word degree when 6 Yang directly typed it with the computer keyboard.

Ten minutes later, 6 Yang finished writing another piece of manuscript paper, with a bang, the manuscript paper turned another page, 6 Yang's pen tip fell on the third manuscript paper and continued to walk, the pen tip was already thick, but 6 Yang, who was in the state, didn't care at all.

The nib of the pen does not pause, but still flows forward smoothly.

In just one hour, 6 Jan filled the front of eight sheets of manuscript paper.

At this point, the nib of 6 Yang stopped.

Because a chapter has already been written, 6 Yang has experience and knows that the front of the eight manuscript papers is full, and the word count should not be less than 35oo words.

In fact, when I wrote to the back, because the pen was held too tightly, 6 Yang had already written sorely, the degree of writing decreased significantly, and the nib of the pen was also very thick, so I needed to stop for a while, take a break, and by the way, I had to sharpen the nib.

It was only at this time that Cao Xue, who had been quietly watching 6 Yang's writing, hesitated for a moment and asked the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time: "6 Yang, what have you been writing just now? I can't even recognize your words." ”

Hearing Cao Xue's voice, 6 Yang turned his face to the side, and realized that Cao Xue seemed to have been watching him since he didn't know when.

However, when she heard her question just now, although she said that she couldn't even recognize his words, at this moment, 6 Yang was not ashamed.

On the contrary, there is some self-satisfaction in my heart.

For 6 Yang, being able to practice such a font is also a skill that few people have, and it is very practical to write a manuscript or memorize something.

When writing or remembering, the first thing to pursue is the degree, as for the font, as long as you can recognize it later, what does it matter if you are ugly?

At that moment, 6 Yang smiled and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, skillfully lit it with a lighter, and after taking a beautiful puff, he replied with a smile: "Novel, I have been writing a novel recently to earn some living expenses." ”

Unexpectedly, after 6 Yang answered, Cao Xue was no longer concerned about the information revealed in his words just now, but looked at the cigarette that 6 Yang put into his mouth in surprise, frowned and asked, "You smoke?"

It is not uncommon for sophomores and juniors to smoke, but it is absolutely rare for freshmen who have just entered college for two months to start smoking.

Therefore, at this moment, Cao Xue was very surprised and a little disgusted.

"It's broken!"

6 Yang chuckled in his heart, secretly screaming, when he was writing the manuscript before, he couldn't hold back when he wanted to smoke so much, but he didn't expect that a chapter of the manuscript was finished, and he didn't pay attention, so he habitually took out a cigarette and lit it, and it was actually lit in front of Cao Xue's eyes.

What joy and sorrow!

6. Jan wants to cry without tears.

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