Su Cong saw that his old man was extremely fascinated, and at this moment he was wondering if this would pit his old man?

"Dad, it's okay if you can't understand it in a short time, we can take our time......"

"No, let me think about it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Su Xinbao interrupted his son's words again and again, and then began to study with deep brows, and muttered a few words from time to time.

"Fighting masters, fighting kings, rare?"

Su Cong was also almost a rabbit blood, his old man didn't learn it, so he learned these essences at once, although Su Cong didn't have any black spots back then-

"What a vindictive continent, I'm going to write this book!"

When Su Xinbao finished reading the first paragraph of Da Gao chao, there was a resolute look in his eyes, and it could be seen that even though he was middle-aged, he still maintained his enthusiasm.

Su Cong was a little crying and laughing, and secretly said that his old man was too cute, and he said that he couldn't write it before, but now after showing him the outline, he immediately threatened to write it.

But Lao Tzu wants to write, which is also a good thing, it is better than grinding hard and letting him write by himself.

"Son, these things are really what you think, I really can't see it, I, Su Xinbao, have done nothing all my life, and the proudest thing in this life is to give birth to such a good son, you brain, your father and I are ashamed of myself. ”

Now Su Xinbao is also completely convinced of his son, I thought it was very simple to write a novel, he is his father, how can he not be much worse than his son's IQ?

However, after reading the outline and character design of his son's novel, he realized how smart his son was, and these things really couldn't be done if he wasn't a genius.

Su Cong subconsciously felt an urge to cry from the depths of his heart, maybe the Su Cong in his heart also had this idea, the white-haired and slightly old Su Xinbao in front of him was really like the father of most people in the world, an extremely ordinary worker.

But such an ordinary worker, relying on the salary of Weibo, stubbornly resisted the debt of more than 200,000 yuan from the previous Su Cong, and based on this, Su Cong recognized this man as his father.

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense, no matter how promising your son is, isn't it you who gave birth to it? Even if he is the president, or your son, he won't say much hypocritically, and he will write a song for you when he has time. ”

Su Cong is also very generous, and when he finds a suitable opportunity, Su Cong also wants to write a song for his seemingly ordinary but great father.

Although Su Xinbao didn't say anything, he could see that his contours were slightly raised at this time, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes also tended to rise slightly.

"Okay, dad waits. ”

Su Xinbao looked at his son in front of him, and he didn't know when he had been so calm, and he was still able to take charge of himself, which made him really feel very gratified, who doesn't want to have a good son and glorify his ancestors?

Although his son is not an official, but he is a big star, he represents a very positive image, whether it is a novel or a music, he represents a very decent image, all of which teach people to learn well and do good, which is also a great contribution to society.

Next, under Su Cong's instruction, Su Xinbao also began the creation of the first online novel.

Half an hour passed......

When Su Cong got the dry beginning of the two thousand words written by the old man, he immediately frowned, and he couldn't stand it at all.

"Dad, your problem at the beginning is too big, let me tell you a few key points, don't have too many characters at the beginning, it's best to let the reader know who the protagonist in your book is in the first sentence, simple and straightforward, what's the use of you talking about this conference all over and around?

And the character of Xiao Yan has finally been written, why do you want to mention it in one stroke? The protagonist is the soul of a novel, even if it is one of the protagonist's dogs, it must be a roaring dog, how can you abandon the original and the end?

I have already made it very clear at the beginning of the first chapter, although the atmosphere is a little depressing, but why do you write Xiao Yanzhen as a person who can scold him for being a waste?

Dad, although you know that this Xiao Yan may not be a waste in the future, but now the reader doesn't know, you have to tell the reader vaguely that in fact, he is not ordinary, and he is not a waste, such as using some actions, such as shrugging his shoulders, smiling bitterly, Add a little more pen and ink, write that the most talented Xun'er in the audience is with one of the most wasteful waste materials, and affectionately call my brother, this thing is actually called pretending to be ......

Dad, do you understand?"

When Su Cong instilled the essentials of how to write online literature into the old man's mind almost all at once, this was completely unacceptable for a person who had never been exposed to online literature.

There is no way, because Su Cong saw that his old man's writing was actually really good, which may have something to do with him being a staff member in the company all the year round, often dealing with words, and he was also dissatisfied with typing, these are the basis for becoming a god.

Now Su Cong also feels that what his old man needs most now is to instill in him some common sense questions about online texts, don't let Mr. Jin's poison be too deep, sometimes I read tens of thousands of words in a fog, and I don't know who the protagonist in the book is, such a book can only be wiped out in the sea of books.

"I ...... I seem to understand a little bit, or you can give me the first chapter and let me see how it is written, I think this story is very good, but I don't know how to write it. ”

Su Xinbao was not angry at his son's dismissal, but was also very curious, because the things that his son said before were so reasonable, and it seemed that it would really look much better if he wrote it according to what his son said.

"Okay. ”

Su Cong also knew that this was indeed a little difficult for his old man, because although he had read the novel after all, it was the first time he had actually started writing, and in order to escort his old man, Su Cong also decided to let it go.

Su Xinbao moved out of the way with great interest and let Su Cong sit in front of the computer.

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