"Okay, okay, you all stop a little, I don't usually see you praise me. Zhang Chu pretended to be dissatisfied and said, these compliments were all for the name, but in fact, they had little to do with him.

As a real old bookworm, how could Zhang Bowen miss the new book written by his son, so he asked: "How much did you write today? Let your father help you catch insects and give some opinions." ”

Although Chu Lan is not a fan of books, this kind of process of watching the birth of a new book that can sell well in the world is rare, she patted the mask on her face with her hand and said, "Isn't it scary?"

Zhang Chu honestly explained: "The part involved now is not terrifying, and the plot has not yet been completely unfolded. If you want to watch it, go to my computer and watch it, but don't delete it!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Bowen put down the half-gnawed chicken wings and walked into his son's bedroom like an old child, and then Chu Lan also walked in with him.

Only Zhang Chu was left to sit on the sofa and eat barbecue, watching the two football commentators on the TV nonsense.

He doesn't think his parents can see what a name they have, they have only written 10,000 words, and the wonderful content is still to come, and he can't see through all of them just by these words, especially for suspense and thriller works, which are full of all kinds of twists.

In the room, Chu Lan sat on the chair without giving up, while Zhang Bowen leaned over and bent over the side, his two pairs of eyes staring intently at the computer screen, wanting to see what this new book was about.

The words "The Silence of the Lambs" are placed in the middle of the ORD document, which looks very conspicuous, and there is no introduction, and it starts directly with the main text.

The two of them were used to talking, and Chu Lan said in surprise: "This is a foreign background? It's the FBI and a foreign name." ”

Maybe this kind of suspense thriller is not appropriate in China, his previous book "City Lights of Psychological Crime" was reported by many people because it was set in China, but fortunately it was released. Our country is in harmony, how can such a person appear, right?"

There has never been a shortage of people on the line, who want the events of the sixties and seventies of the last century to repeat themselves, and satisfy their selfishness under these banners.

Zhang Bowen actually understands Zhang Chu's approach, and uses a foreign background to tell this story to avoid being cut by the above, which is very smart and helpless at the same time.

Of course, this method will lack a sense of substitution for domestic readers, but it is at least safer for the work and will not suddenly disappear at some point.

Secondly, it has another benefit, that is, it will make overseas readers feel familiar, after all, the number of overseas readers of Zhang Chu has exceeded that of China, and the name of the FBI has long been spread all over the world along with Hollywood film and television works!

"Well, as long as the story is well told, the background doesn't really matter much. ”

Chu Lan slid the mouse to read down slowly, and found that the head of the FBI actually handed over a difficult and dangerous task to the intern female agent, which made her start to complain: "Is there no one in the entire FBI? Such a dangerous thing should be done by someone else, when will the intern take on this." ”

"I guess you want to use a beauty trick?" Zhang Bowen guessed, he continued: "Have you seen it, Zhang Chu, this kid is playing tricks, he has always used the identity of a bystander to describe how terrifying that Hannibal Lecter is, everyone has high expectations for this demonic character, if this character can't withstand the expectations of readers in the end, it will be dangerous!"

The FBI director was afraid of him, the female intern was afraid of him, and the psychiatric hospital isolated him from him even without any contact, all of which showed the horror of that role.

Chu Lan continued to read with interest, Zhang Chu had brought the atmosphere to the top, the mysterious Professor Lecter was about to appear, but it was broken here.

[The lights in the last cell are on, and she walks over and looks to the left side of the hallway.] She knew that the sound of her heels had signaled to the other that she had arrived. 】

"Gone?"

Zhang Bowen looked at the display of ORD, which had slipped to the bottom.

It's clear that a key person is about to appear, but it's stuck here, and it's broken out of context!

"How do you feel that these 10,000 words are so few, could it be that the statistics are wrong?" Chu Lan began to question ORD's statistics.

There are about 12,000 characters in total, but I haven't enjoyed it at all!

"There shouldn't be any need to worry about this book, the suspense is set up so well, if it were me, I would have bought the whole book and read it when I saw the first 10,000 words. ”

Zhang Chu didn't know what appeared at the door of the room, he smiled and said to his parents: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, there is a lot of wonderful content behind." ”

The mask on Chu Lan's face blocked his expression, and he sighed unprincipledly: "Alas, I suddenly want you to write this "Silence of the Lambs" now, or "Ghost Blows the Lamp" will be put on the line?"

"Don't listen to your mother, take a long-term view, a writer's character is still very important. Zhang Bowen pointed to the text on the screen and said: "Are you really just writing these more than 10,000 words? I don't think you need to modify and polish at all, you can take it out and send it directly!"

Zhang Chu spread out his hand, "Although I only wrote it now, in fact, I have always thought about it and deliberated, and I have been preparing for a long time. ”

"Not bad, not bad. Well done! If you're going to finish writing every day, let me check it for you. ”

Zhang Bowen and Chu Lan walked out with relief, they didn't force Zhang Chu to tell the story behind, those contents have to be read by themselves to be exciting, and it is not interesting to be spoiled.

The barbecue in the living room was not cold yet, and the two of them had already finished reading the first 10,000 words of "The Silence of the Lambs", so they could only forcibly not think about the next plot.

Zhang Chu closed the door and sat back in front of the computer chair, it was only ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still time to write another chapter or two.

He was actually looking forward to seeing real-time comments from readers, but he couldn't get out of the serialization of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" for months or even half a year, and now he didn't dare to dig a hole in the station to open a new book.

"I really want to reveal some information, it's so unpleasant that only I know about it!"

"No, you can't make me uncomfortable alone, you have to make others uncomfortable!"

Zhang Chu was talking to himself to the computer alone, and then a strange and strange idea was suddenly born in his mind, he could leave a little clue on the Internet for readers to guess, these materials can just keep the reader's activity.

Originally, he was going to write a few more words, but he directly took out the pen tablet and connected it to the computer, ready to give a big gift!