Of course, Su Cong will definitely supervise from beginning to end, including checking every day for updates, and resolutely cannot insult the original work, this is a matter of his principle, and of course, he can't let his father be contaminated with the bad habits of the original author and become the king of drags. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Su Cong finally sorted out all the plot, it took about an hour to finally write all the details of the plot arrangement for the first 500,000 words.

Su Cong made a call to his old man, found that his mother answered it, and told the old man that he was taking a bath.

turned on the computer and habitually looked at the evaluation of "Zhu Xian", but it was not on the number, because the new Su Xinbao was coming back soon, and he would bring a new work, a different style, and a new world.

Especially when Su Cong saw that all the evaluations of "Zhu Xian" were enough to pass on to the world, the regrets in Su Cong's heart were finally filled, and now he can be regarded as fulfilling one of his dreams and breaking some thoughts.

Open the small black house and switch the small crane double-......

Close your eyes for three seconds.

Su Cong opened his eyes.

Quickly tapped on the keyboard again, this time it was a new work belonging to Su Xinbao's "How the Bad Guys Are Made".

This work is also a work that Su Cong once liked very much, for this book, Su Cong can be said to have dug a big hole in the English book in class to catch up, mainly telling how the protagonist Xie Wendong turned from a young man with a weak temperament to a ruthless and murderous demon without blinking.

Tapping on the keyboard, Su Cong typed out the introduction of the book:

Some people have grievances, and if there are grievances, there are rivers and lakes.

People are rivers and lakes, tell me how to quit.

Men should live well, the dreams of the rivers and lakes when they were young......

This is the realm of the bad guys, the time of the bad guys.

The promise between men and men, the flame between knives and knives, let us appreciate the pride of real men spilling blood, holding swords, and singing, and appreciate the spirit of defying the sky, rebelling against the earth, and chasing deer.

The knife out of the man will see blood, people block killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha~ Who dares to stop me from planning to dominate.

……

Su Cong was immersed in this writing, and originally planned to find his father in half an hour, but this time he wrote for an hour and a half, sprinkling nearly 20,000 words.

Typing 20,000 words in an hour and a half, Su Cong would not dare to think about it if it was changed before.

Normal people,Even if you have extraordinary hand speed and reflexes,There are all kinds of plots and words in the mind,At most, you can only write five or six thousand speeds in an hour,But since there is a time-saving and labor-saving input method of Larry,All this seems to have become a thing of the past。

Originally, the spelling input method to type two words basically need six or seven times to hit the keyboard,Larry only needs to play two or three keys at most to be able to play out,Nearly half of the time saved,This has an hour to break 10,000 hand speed,And the fingers and wrists are protected。

The nearly 20,000 words were quickly put there by Su Cong, and he didn't turn off the computer, he was going to find the old man, and then go to the study to teach him how to write this novel, and the most important thing is: to write it well.

There are 10,000 kinds of coincidental things in this world, and after Su Cong went out, he almost forgot about Long Xuan's affairs in his own house, and even forgot to lock the door, and took the manuscript directly, afraid that it would be too late, so he rushed to the old man.

And when Su Cong just walked down the corridor to the second floor, a beautiful figure also happened to come out of the room next to Su Cong.

At this moment, Long Xuan seemed to have just taken a shower, and her jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders, but now she changed out of her previous tights, but wore a single coat, without the cold domineering spirit before, and a little more of the breath of the goddess next door, but the expression on her face was still very cold, and she seemed to walk towards Su Cong's room without emotion.

When she saw that Su Cong's room was lit, she also felt that there were people inside, so she walked in without much thought......

Su Cong didn't know what he and Long Xuan had missed perfectly, he was now thinking about what if he taught the old man to write online novels, after all, the old man didn't have anything to do, once he learned this, he would really be able to make more money than being a second-tier star.

"Dad, didn't you sleep?"

Su Cong asked tentatively, he knew that it was only about half past eight, and although his old man was very old-fashioned, he should not be able to sleep at this time.

"No, come in, I'm watching TV with your mother, and your ad is out again, I'll laugh with your mother......"

Su Cong: "......"

"Dad, come to the study, I have something to tell you, I'll wait for you in the study. ”

After Su Cong threw down this sentence, he left the door of the old man's room and walked towards the study.

Both the second and third floors have a study room with everything you need for computers and books.

When Su Cong waited in the study for a while, the old man Su Xinbao also rushed over with a look of excitement, singing while walking:

"Over the hills~"

It's just that in Su Cong's ears, his old man's singing is completely out of tune, but he actually sings his own songs, which is what Su Cong himself never expected, it seems that his old man doesn't support him very much on the surface, but in fact, he still cares about himself behind the scenes, including even remembering his own songs.

"Son, dad is here, do you really want to give me an outline?"

Su Xinbao sat on the chair opposite Su Cong, he drank a little wine before, and his slightly drunk face also showed a hint of redness, it can be seen that ordinary people will be more energetic than before after drinking, and their thinking is much more active than before, and their courage has become bigger.

Even if the old man had already taken a bath before, it was still difficult to hide the look of anticessation and excitement he was looking forward to now.

Su Cong didn't say much and handed him the outline in his hand.

"Well, Dad, take a look, you write this book, I'll give you guidance, and the results will be very good. ”

"Oh? ”

Su Xinbao was not polite, and took the drawings handed over by his son, just after a glance, he was immediately attracted by the incomparably detailed design on it.

"Douqi Continent, the strong are respected, Xiao Yan, the fighter, the fighter, the big fighter?"

Although he couldn't accept it all for a while, it made Su Xinbao feel very interesting, he had also seen Zhu Xian, but he didn't have such a fine setting.

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