It is rare to see Zhao Qian appear, and the authors in the group are full of interest.

After a while, they chatted, from writing to life, from life to the young lady who was in rags on the side of the road, waiting for help, and then to someone else's wife who was waiting to be picked up by a handsome guy in the bar.

Zhao Qian can only sigh that the lives of the bigwigs are really colorful, unlike themselves, a single handsome word runs through their lives.

As an author with a conscience and discipline, Zhao Qian is very rare. Unlike others, codewords for half an hour and chatting for 25 minutes.

I can write two chapters in half an hour, a thousand words and a thousand yuan, that's four thousand yuan, a senior club...... Ahem, a high-end restaurant is more than enough to rub a meal.

So, chat groups or something, the cliff is the biggest enemy that hinders the author's progress!

chatting and chatting, for some reason, the spearhead began to target Zhao Qian again.

"Actually, I've always been very strange, how do love letter bosses usually code words, tens of thousands of updates a day, and so many manuscripts, it's really more popular than people!"

As the most famous handwreck party in the group, Huahua Hat is full of resentment and anger.

Why is it that others can easily write tens of thousands of words, but it is so difficult for them to have 4,000 words a day, and the same person, the talent gap is so obvious, this is too unfair, right?

For a while, I felt the urge to grab the ground with my head.

It's not a joke, it's really aggrieved!

Zhao Qian smiled at this: "Isn't this strange? There are a lot of people with fast hand speed, right? And code words can't just talk about hand speed, but also brain speed to keep up."

I still have a speed of seven or eight thousand per hour, and I have a detailed outline of the plot in advance, and it is not difficult to write it at all, and it is much easier than improvising the plot.

Think about it this way, I write for a few hours a day, and I have tens of thousands of words. Plus it's winter vacation time, you don't have to go to class and don't have to do other things, most of the time every day is codeword, isn't it normal to be able to write tens of thousands?"

Although it is said that this is the case, everyone is still full of resentment, but they have to accept it.

Who makes people so talented?

"Kneel down for the big guy who is seven or eight thousand miles per hour. ”

"Two thousand miles per hour on the street silently cried. ”

"The handwrecks of 15,000 mph are here. ”

"Rookie limits my imagination ......"

The monk was even more ruthless: "If you can save one more chapter by licking Xiang, how can I lick your doubtful life!"

The corners of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, and he suddenly smiled: "Come, monk, I'll be your gunman, ten chapters and twenty chapters can still be written, don't ask for much to eat, just lick a bite!"

The crowd laughed and coaxed.

Monk: "......"

Mom sells batches, and my brother doesn't play cards according to the routine!

"Big guy, you are such a super god with thousands of words, give me a gun on the street, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed when you pass it out? Besides, I can't afford to ask for your worth!"

The monk was decisively cowardly, and refused with all kinds of excuses.

Zhao Qian took care of everything: "It's okay, I'll write it for you for free, just remember to take pictures or record videos when you lick Xiang, the live broadcast is better, and then put a link to the live broadcast room in the group, and everyone will cheer you on." ”

Come on, your sister!

Cheer you up!

You still want me to broadcast live, I'm XX you OO......

The monk's mood now is similar to that of eating Xiang, not to mention how uncomfortable it is, it is simply self-inflicted, and he wants to cry without tears.

"This god replied to me to the full dusk!" everyone praised.

In the end, the monk had no choice but to beg for mercy, and finally the matter was revealed.

……

After finishing today's routine update, Zhao Qian received a message from the editor Taishan.

Tarzan chatted privately and said, "Love letter, there's something I want to ask for your opinion." The book city is preparing to launch a new feature of Dashenshuo, that is, readers can ask the author some questions for a fee.

If the author answers, he gets half of the cost of the reader's question. The price of the question can be set by yourself, with the aim of enhancing the interaction between the reader and the author. How's that, are you interested?"

"Not interested. As soon as Zhao Qian saw the message, he replied directly.

Well, that's how capricious it is.

Tarzan still had a smile on his face one second, and froze the next: "Yes...... Eh, wait, don't be too busy saying no, think about it seriously, this is a good opportunity to interact with readers and get closer to each other!"

I'll scratch it, this script is wrong, shouldn't you agree to it, big brother?

In vain, I just made up for it at the beginning, after you agreed, how did I explain in front of the editor-in-chief that I had worked so hard to persuade you.

Now it's okay, you don't have to pretend, you are directly rejected.

Anyway, you should inquire first, how to go back in advance, right?

I'm so tired, how can I stand up to such an uncle......

Zhao Qian still said the same thing: "I'm serious, I'm not very interested." ”

This is the truth, the great god said, listen to the name to know whether it is a voice, or the function of the book city, I feel that there is a big hole in it.

It's true that his works are very popular in the book city, but it doesn't mean that he has the leisure to answer readers' questions. I can't control the book review area here, so how can I have time to go there!

You must know that the book city is known as 100 million paying readers, which is dozens of times the number of people who set sail.

Besides, will he lack the opportunity to get closer to readers?

If you are idle and have nothing to do on a day, you can start a live broadcast, and readers will naturally come over, where to use what the great god says.

I'm not afraid that the relationship between readers is not close, but I'm afraid that I will get too close, and something will happen accidentally, tsk!

"Great god, don't be like this, several other gods have agreed, and you have also agreed. Every time you answer a question, you can get half of the money, or do you call directly into WeChat, this kind of increase in income, you have to refuse?"

Taishan really can't figure it out, maybe this is the big guy, the world of the big guy is always a little different from ordinary people, the small money in his eyes, in the eyes of the big guy, is almost the same as one or two points.

It's very distracting.

Zhao Qian hesitated for a while, looked at Taishan's various begs and bitter words, and finally sighed: "Okay, I don't guarantee that every question will be answered, but on the day the new feature is opened, I should go to the audience." ”

Taishan was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Okay, thank you for your help, I can finally explain to the editor-in-chief." ”

At this moment, he really burst into tears in his heart, he thought it was a good errand, but he almost got into a fight.

……

Small days as usual.

When it came to the day of the opening of the new function of the book city, the editor notified it as soon as possible, and Zhao Qian logged in to the author background of the book city according to the prompts, and sure enough, he saw that there was a great god saying this function.

However, the price of the question in front of me is only 100 coins, and there are no questions from readers yet.

Shaking his head, answer a question, count him for 10 seconds, 100 coins is only one dollar, this year a dollar can't even buy a bottle of wahaha, this must not be a loss?

Revise the price decisively.

"How much is it good to change?" Zhao Qian began to hesitate instead.