Among all the people who made an appointment to go to Yue Qingyan's new house for a party, the most idle was probably Miwu. Miwu finished the work in the morning, that is, to write a daily update of the official account. Then, she packed up, put on a simple makeup and went out. Mi Wu first went to a nearby store to buy two bottles of champagne and some fruits, and then went to Yue Qingyan's house leisurely.

However, as soon as she entered, she was shocked by the simplicity and emptiness of her new home.

Yue Qingyan rented a two-bedroom standard suite, with simple decoration, but the materials are very high-end, and the craftsmanship is also very good. But it didn't seem like it was going to settle down quickly, and there was only a large dining table and four chairs in the whole living room. In the bedroom, there is a bed and two bedside tables, and then there is a large wardrobe made into the wall. There's only so much to it in the whole house.

Yue Qingyan's entire luggage really only had three cardboard boxes, and it took less than 1 hour to sort it out. And now, he has put his computer and books on the table, and has even started working. On the sheets of A4 printer paper, there are drafts and diagrams, as well as some scattered text. But it seems that Yue Qingyan has a fairly complete plan in mind for a large-scale novel.

"How long have you been doing this?" Miwu is not interested in the longer and more complex names, nor is he interested in this kind of subject.

"I've been working on it since I went back yesterday. Yue Qingyan said: "However, many ideas have existed before. It feels pretty good to write it out little by little. ”

"You should settle in first. Can there be people here? Nothing?"

"There is a convenience store downstairs, and there is a shopping mall supermarket opposite, so you can buy it at any time if you need it. Yue Qingyan said very calmly.

"TV, sofa, don't want any of these?"

"What are you doing here? I've been in front of the computer for so long a day. But...... It reminded me that I have to buy a computer, a desktop, and install a dual screen, and my work efficiency can be improved a lot. ”

Yue Qingyan really felt that the place where he lived now was very complete. I want to toss the kitchen? But I don't cook, anyway, I call takeout, what do you want the kitchen to do? It's just boiling water, making tea, washing a cup or a bowl. In the bathroom, toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, shampoo, and shower gel are complete, what else do you need? There is a lack of bookshelves in the living room, but it is a problem, more and more books are bought, and they can't all be thrown on the ground. It's not a matter of tidiness or poor maintenance of the books, but that there is no bookshelf to put up, and it is too troublesome to find books, which reduces efficiency.

However, the more indifferent Yue Qingyan was, the more entangled Miwu felt. This guy's purity and dedication in writing is really quite moving. He didn't say anything to Yue Qingyan, so he set up a small dialogue group and told the situation with several other people.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Yingying came. She came empty-handed, but she couldn't stand it, this guy had already placed an order online in advance and delivered a lot of food and daily necessities.

After a while, it was even better, Du Xiao directly brought a coffee machine to the door.

However, an empty home, this still can't be filled. After Mo Ersheng arrived, he was going to cook immediately and start preparing, but when he saw that the kitchen was empty, there were no pots and pans, no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, not even kitchen knives and cutting boards, and the whole person was stupid. Morsheng still likes to cook, but it's really about going to the kitchen to cook, not to have a kitchen. All the kitchens she has been to, at least the basics are complete.

Watch her rush into the kitchen in high spirits, and then walk back to the living room with a blurred gaze like sleepwalking. Miwu couldn't hold back her laughter all of a sudden.

"Don't expect to start on the first day of your new home. Let's order takeout. In the future, you help Xiao Yue prepare what should be prepared. He can't usually manage this, so he has to rely on you. "Miwu is quite optimistic about Morsheng. She could also see that Yue Qingyan seemed to be a little resistant to establishing a relationship, and probably understood why. However, it is really rare for a girl like Mo Ersheng to have a very good family background, but she can understand literature, understand business, and can cook and is willing to cook. It can be seen that Mo Ersheng's tutor is excellent, although the writing is a little anxious, but on the whole, it still reveals a feeling of poetry and self-deprecation.

Besides, she's still young.

Mo Ersheng seemed to be encouraged, nodded, and sat down next to Yue Qingyan. "But...... Just four chairs, this ...... I can't sit down anymore. ”

"There are bay windows, it's not cold yet, you can sit. I just bought a rug in one of them, and I can sit on it. Don't be so particular. I also bought a cup opener, and I knew he didn't have anything here. Then order takeout. Ah Yue can't come over until he gets off work. Xu Yingying said.

In the end, everyone sat on the ground. Food and wine were spread out in the middle, and they chatted together. There is no TV or Internet, and a few people can have a good chat.

"I've read the short story you posted yesterday. How long did it take you?" asked Ah Yue.

"It's more than two hours. When you have an idea and an impulse, you write quickly. Yue Qingyan said.

"The short stories you have in your hands now are of high quality. Then how are you going to distribute it yourself?" Ah Yue said with a smile: "What you gave us is two pen names that were submitted separately. ”

Yue Qingyan was also thinking about this matter, and said without any hesitation: "All emotional ones are under Xia Li's pen name." I wonder if I will make up a collection of short stories when I go back. ”

"If so, I have a suggestion. In this collection of short stories of emotional stories, any two of them should not be from the same era and regional background, all of them will be differentiated. Ah Yue said: "I don't care what to write specifically, that is, I will give you such a suggestion." ”

"Why?" Yue Qingyan said, "What's the point?"

"A collection of short stories can be called "Love in the World" or something like that, extracting the same elements from the differences in various themes. With a good binding, the book might even be a big hit. Ah Yue said frankly: "If there is no theme and no gimmick, this kind of thing is really not popular." Even if you have that high quality for each article, you can't help it. That's what the market is. ”

"By the way, when I called you in the morning, I was thinking, your short stories are of such high quality, have you considered making a public account?" Mi Wu said: "Otherwise, you publish books one by one, and you are not a big beauty, and the attention in front of the public will quickly dissipate." ”

Yue Qingyan replied with a wry smile: "It's too late for me to have surgery now, right?"

While everyone was laughing, Du Xiao sighed and said: "If a beautiful girl writes an essay, the public's requirements will drop by three grades." I haven't read the books published by those Internet celebrities, what are they written?"

Write about how I was on the verge of being fostered and being a junior, and finally resolutely resisted. Ah Yue lightly mended the knife: "As for whether it really resisted, then God knows." 200 pages, of which 80 to 90 pages are photos, generally 20 to 30 photos of scenic travel, 30 photos of luxury goods and food, and the rest are portraits and selfies. The number of words generally does not exceed 60,000 words, relying on relatively loose typesetting and relatively large fonts, which can barely be arranged. ”

"Damn, don't be so professional, it's scary. How do you know?" Du Xiao gasped.

"For us, researching other people's books, books that can be sold, is that a basic business?" Ah Yue said, "Although we don't do it ourselves, we always have to study it." ”

"Don't digress, Xiaoyue, what do you think?" Mi Wu quickly returned to the topic.

"I'm interested, but I don't have time. Yue Qingyan said distressedly: "When I write something, I can't take care of anything, and I don't want to waste my brain for other things at all." ”

"Hire someone. Miwu said: "The operating cost of an official account is a few dollars a month, that is, to do data statistics, publish, and maintain reader relationships." There is no need to do any commercial operations for the time being. If it can really be done, it will be too late to hire an operator when the time comes. ”

"I can do it. Morsheng hurriedly raised his hand.

"No, you can't. Mi Wu shook his head, and then looked at Yue Qingyan.

Yue Qingyan thought about it, and at first, he also felt that if Mo Ersheng was interested, let him do it. But Miwu said no bluntly, which made him react at once.

"Well, yes. Xiao Mo, you're not fit to do this. ”

Mo Ersheng saw that Yue Qingyan had figured it out, and there was no need for him to say the next hurtful words. "Xiao Mo, you have to understand: feelings are not clear, but business is clear. It's better not to mix the two. ”

"I still have to hire someone like this? I don't feel like I have the effort, I don't have the brain. Yue Qingyan shook his head: "Can you do it for you in front of the Ming Dynasty?"

Ah Yue and Xu Yingying glanced at each other. "No problem. Ah Yue said: "But this is the business scope of Yingying. ”

"Yes. I'll hire someone, meet with you, and I'll be in the office. It can also be regarded as a measure to promote authors, one person is responsible for one author, and I simply recruit a few more at once. You can also serialize your long story on it, and you will almost publish a book to a certain extent. ”

"That's fine. Yue Qingyan nodded. "My long story has already begun to move. ”

"Oh, what are you writing about, what are you going to play?" Du Xiao asked.

"I'm going to write a story about a lot of people who will die, and it's a long one. ”

"Will I be scolded by readers?" Mi Wu said with a smile: "I have written so many books, and only a few people have died, and I was scolded by readers for being abusive, saying that I am a stepmother." ”

"You don't care, anyway. Ah Yue said with a smile.

"Do you care?" Mi Wu sighed: "The market is different." The female reader market is not so rational, no matter how well you write, either they like it, or they don't buy it. In recent years, I have been writing about this kind of caution a lot. ”

"We care so much. I calculated, 2 million words, more than 100 characters with names and surnames are currently planned, and there are probably more than 30 who survived in the end, right?" Yue Qingyan's words suddenly scared everyone.

"Are you going to ask the editorial department to help you collect the blades?" Ah Yue almost jumped up. "That's a terrifying ratio. ”

"That's right. However, in a big era, if there is no sacrifice, and everyone lives from the beginning to the last chapter happily and neatly, what kind of big era is it called?" Yue Qingyan had already thought very clearly: "Moreover, those dead characters will not die in vain, but will be fixed at the moment when they make the greatest contribution to the plot." If I were living in a novel, I would like to die worthwhile. Only this strong way of exiting will readers remember it more deeply. ”

Yue Qingyan had made up his mind, but he just informed everyone, and he was not ready to change. In fact, everyone is not ready to change him. As a storyteller, killing characters reasonably, and thus mobilizing the reader's reaction, is an inherently advanced and interesting technique.