In the next half month, 6 Yang went to military training during the day, and after taking a shower and eating dinner at night, he would bring paper, pencils, cigarettes, and tea to the top floor of the No. 3 teaching building, where there were always few people, to write.

Two chapters a night, 6,000 words.

The storyline of "Doomsday Wasteland" is also gradually unfolding, and the teachers, classmates, and strangers around the protagonist Chen Feng are attacked by terrifying and powerful strange space monsters, and countless deaths and injuries are innumerable.

Chen Feng took a bone chopping knife snatched from the school cafeteria, protected his favorite girl Wang Xing and tried his best to kill all the way to his home.

He was in danger many times, and almost died several times.

It's a pity that when he finally kills home.

Grandpa had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a trail of blood on the ground, and one of his cloth shoes in the hall.

Chen Feng, who has been dependent on his grandfather since he was a child, seems to have all the strength in his body that has been taken away in an instant.

At this time, another 6-line beast covered in scale armor rushed in to attack him, and Chen Feng, who thought that he had lost his grandfather, suddenly exploded.

broke out the madness that is impossible on weekdays, and actually quickly slashed the 6 line beasts that could not be defeated along the way.

After that, Chen Feng took the family heirloom knife and left with Wang Xing.

……

At the time the plot was written, the military training had already reached its eighth day.

The snow-white manuscript paper I bought from the school convenience store has been written for more than four years.

6 Yang roughly estimated that the number of words should be enough for 65,000 words, enough to submit to the publishing house in Taiwan.

That night, I put down the pencil in my hand and lit a cigarette with 6 Yang, and I felt a little emotional.

I remember before I was reborn, when I was writing my first novel in the second semester of my freshman year, I stumbled and it took me a few days to write a chapter.

The first work I wrote at that time, although the theme was novel and the storyline was good, my pen power was completely insufficient, and I often deviated from my predetermined direction while writing.

What's even more ridiculous is that I can't help but write a few comments that have nothing to do with the plot.

The plot drags on, and the plot can only be pushed forward by jumping forward through each chapter.

The plot that should be written in detail and abbreviated is always not well grasped.

And this time, "Doomsday Wasteland", is completely different to write.

At the beginning, after setting the outline, the plot of the first volume was already in his mind, and the text was very concise, no longer pursuing flowery rhetoric and unnecessary personal comments.

……

The next day, that is, the evening of the ninth day after the start of the military training, after 6 Yang had dinner, he did not bring pen and paper and other things to the No. 3 teaching building as he had done in the previous eight days.

With only the first pile of manuscript paper from the first few chapters of the work, I came to the Xingyu Internet café outside the back door of the school.

Xingyu Internet Cafe is the Internet café that 6 Yang went to most often when he was in college.

The boss is a beautiful young woman about 30 years old, very good people, and the computer in it is also running well.

6 Yang habitually walked in here, used his ID card to get a membership card, and charged 1oo yuan for Internet fees.

Then I walked to the innermost dimly lit corner and turned on a computer.

When surfing the Internet, 6 Yang doesn't like the lights around him to be too bright, and this habit may have been gradually formed after he coded words.

When coding words, 6 Yang's favorite thing is to turn off the lights in the room in the dead of night, leaving only the faint light of the computer screen, with a cigarette in his mouth, in the smoke of the cigarette, half-squinting, his hands on the keyboard, and tapping at will.

This is the favorite state of 6 Young.

Every time he enters this state, 6 Yang forgets about the qiē outside of the body, including time.

Only after one chapter is finished will he notice the others.

That state of concentration, people who have not experienced it, will never know the beauty of it.

The atmosphere in the Internet café is naturally not as good as the room rented by 6 Yang later, and the sound of various games is non-stop.

6 Yang didn't like it, after the computer was turned on, he first turned on Qianqian Jing to listen, and found his favorite "Sound of Silence" when he coded words, and then put on headphones to block all the messy sounds outside.

Then, 6 Yang started to register a NetEase mailbox on the computer.

The mailbox is used by 6 Yang to store documents.

In 2oo3, there was no U disk, and the storage equipment commonly used outside was generally a compact disc or floppy disk.

6 Jan was too lazy to buy those two things, and there was a risk of losing the text in the zài disc and floppy disk.

Or the mailbox is better to use.

The written manuscript is stored in the zài mailbox, which is on any computer, as long as it can be connected to the network, it can be extracted, which is convenient and there is no risk of loss.

After the mailbox is registered, 6 Yang began to create the ORD document, and then turned the manuscript paper under the light of the screen, and began to tap the keyboard with the light scattered by the computer screen, and typed the text written on the manuscript paper word by word into the document little by little.

Anyone who types a lot knows that in fact, after being proficient in computer typing, the degree of typing will be far better than handwriting.

In 2oo3, computers have not yet become popular, and in the streets and alleys, various Internet cafes are in the early stage of their rise, most people don't even have QQ accounts, and the degree of typing is generally ridiculously slow.

Many people are looking for and pressing letter by letter on the computer keyboard, but at this time, 6 Yang can only look at the computer screen with both eyes, put his hands on the keyboard, and type every letter that needs to be typed as he wants, and the degree of typing is unbelievably fast.

Of course, this degree is nothing in the future.

But at the time, it was a degree that people looked up to.

It took two days and two nights for a pile of text on manuscript paper to be written by hand, but it only took one night to type it on the computer.

When the time displayed at the bottom of the computer screen reached 12 o'clock in the evening, all the words on the first pile of manuscript paper had been entered.

Including the outline of the first volume, the number of words shown on the document is more than 22,000 words.

The reason why even the outline of the first volume is included is that when submitting the manuscript, it is necessary to attach the outline of the work.

When he turned off the computer and walked out of the Internet café with a cigarette in his mouth and manuscript paper, it was already another cool summer night blowing.

In the middle of the night, before resting, 6 Yang was habitually hungry again.

If it was the freshman period before rebirth, 6 Yang would endure it.

Because he didn't have much money on him at that time.

The living expenses of each semester are calculated and given by his parents, and if he uses too much, he will run out of food if he can't finish a semester.

But now it's different.

6 Jan has no doubts about whether his novels will make money.

Before being reborn, after ten years of writing novels, 6 Yang's novels have not been completely unprofitable, even if they hit the street, they can be sold on the website, and they can earn a little living expenses.

So, feeling hungry again, 6 Yang walked towards the familiar Malatang stall.

At 12 o'clock, there were still some students who came out to eat.

6When he passed, there were already three or four couples talking and laughing at the humble little table there.

Seeing other boys accompanied by their girlfriends, it is false to say that 6 Yang is not envious.

It's just that 6 Yang knows in his heart that now is not the time to find a girlfriend.

Even if he wants to find it, with his current conditions, he can't find any decent girlfriend.

Not handsome, not tall, not strong, not good grades, the family is still an authentic farmer, no money and no power, such a ** silk, what qualifications do you have to attract excellent girls?

I chose seven or eight things I liked to eat, and after 6 Yang finished eating, he got up and went back to school.

For the future, he has confidence that others cannot understand, he is not in a hurry, he has his own plans.

Sooner or later, there will be, woman.

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