Old Wu boudoir.

Zhang Ye said he would do it.

Hey, that's a bit of a, he ...... Write what you say.

Zhang Ye searched around and asked, "Do you have a computer?"

"There are several of them, use the one in the study, and configure it. Wu Zeqing also gently put down the teacup and stood up on the classical Chinese tea table, "Let's go, take you there." ”

Zhang Ye responded, "Okay." ”

She led the way, "Do you really want to write now?"

Zhang Ye asked rhetorically, "Do you want to watch it now?"

"As I said, I've always liked your novels, and I've been waiting for your new book since I finished reading "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", and it's best to see it today. Walking to the door of the study, Wu Zeqing elegantly pinched two fingers to break the doorknob, pushed the door in, let him in, and said: "But the premise is that you have to write well, it's not okay to fool things, I'm disappointed, and the fans will be disappointed, so I'll think about it for a few more days, and when everything is thought about, it's not too late to start writing, even if I go to the south to take office, it's not that I can't see your book, I can still see it from the Internet." ”

Zhang Ye didn't listen, "If you want to see it, I have to let you see it today, and I will do what I say." ”

Hearing this, Wu Zeqing didn't say anything anymore, walked behind the desk and turned on the desktop computer for him, "Okay, then I'll wait for your good news." ”

Zhang Ye said: "What type do you want to see?"

"As long as you write it, it's fine. Wu Zeqing smiled gently, "I believe in your ability, since I invited you to teach at Peking University on the plane, I have never doubted it." ”

Zhang Ye suddenly felt a lot of pressure, "It's too late to write a long story, is it okay to write a novella?" I will finish it in a few days, and I will write a part of it today, and send it while writing." ”

She smiled, "Okay. ”

"Then I'll write. Zhang Ye said.

Wu Zeqing didn't bother him, nodded, exited the study, and closed the door.

Zhang Ye was the only one left in the study, he took a deep breath, opened the interface of the game ring without saying a word, and looked at the total prestige, all his prestige values were used in the lottery a few days ago, and he couldn't even afford a minimum of 100,000 prestige, and he was crazy with poverty, but just two or three days later, Zhang Ye's prestige skyrocketed again, and it was the three cross talks that accumulated for him. Suddenly, Zhang Ye opened the mall and clicked on the purchase of the memory search capsule inside, but he was afraid that it would not be enough, so he bought three at once and spent 300,000 prestige.

Eat!

Remove the capsule from the inventory and throw it in your mouth.

One.

Two.

Three.

Eating it all in one go, in an instant, Zhang Ye closed his eyes, and his subconscious mind had returned to his former memories, and began to wander, beginning to condense those subconscious memories that had long been forgotten. Why did you choose "The Legend of Wukong"? First, because this work is one of the most classic novels in the world, second, because the length is more appropriate, not long or short, it can be written in these few days, so that Wu Zeqing can read it before leaving, and third, and most importantly, in this novel, there are things that Zhang Ye seems to express, and there are things that Zhang Ye especially wants to say after this cross talk contest after this ban, and he especially wants to tell everyone, so it must be it - this must be a must-read for travelers.

Six o'clock sharp.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes in an instant, his hand had already touched the keyboard and mouse, created a new document, and his hand was already crackling on the keyboard.

……

"The Legend of Wukong".

Text: Chapter 1.

The four of them walked here, and there was a dense forest in front of them, and there was no road again.

"Wukong, I'm hungry, find something to eat. Tang Seng sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, you won't go find it yourself?...... It's not that there are no legs. Sun Wukong said with a stick.

"What are you busy with?"

"Don't you think this sunset is beautiful?" Sun Wukong said, his eyes still looking at the sky, "I only have to look at this, so that I can insist on walking west every day." ”

"You can look at it as you go, as long as you don't hit the tree. ”

"I don't do anything when I watch the sunset!"

"Sun Wukong, you can't be like this, you can't bully the bald head like this, if you starve him to death, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, we won't be able to find the West Heaven, and the curse on us will never be lifted. Zhu Bajie said.

……

As a modern person, Zhang Ye's typing speed cannot be too slow, and his state at the moment is not the same as chatting and writing papers, because there is no need to think, no need to use his brain to ponder, and no need to pause and hesitate, all the words have been imprinted in his mind, as long as he thinks of this, the sentences that should appear will pop out word by word, faster than copying books with the original manuscript, naturally, typing like flying.

Half-hour.

One hour.

In the study, I heard the continuous tapping sound of the keyboard, which was not an ordinary sound, but a sound that made the soul tremble......

Forget it, don't describe it.

Anyway, the typing gets it right quickly.

At the back, the door of the study suddenly opened softly.

Zhang Ye's mind was all focused on the computer, and he didn't pay attention to it, until a charming figure appeared beside him, and he found Wu Zeqing who came in.

"Sister Wu. He stopped.

Wu Zeqing held a cup of coffee in his hand, put it down on the table, stirred it a few times with a small spoon, and said with a smile: "You write yours, drink some when you're tired." ”

Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Thank you." ”

Wu Zeqing also had a blanket on his left arm, took it down and flattened it, and covered Zhang Ye on his legs, "This house is cooler, cover your legs." ”

"Oh, no. Zhang Ye was flattered.

Wu Zeqing said gently: "Cover it and listen to the eldest sister." ”

Zhang Ye had no choice but to say: "Thank you, don't be busy, if you are sleepy, you can rest first." "Although he is no longer the vice president of Peking University, he is also a leader, and Zhang Ye is really embarrassed to see Lao Wu busy before and after.

"It's just past seven o'clock, it's early. Wu Zeqing smiled, "I'm still waiting to read your novel, if I don't read it, I won't sleep, come on, I'll close the door for you." ”

He said, "Okay." ”

Lao Wu left, and the door closed.

Zhang Ye took a big sip of coffee, touched the blanket on his legs, and suddenly felt warm in his heart, it is still good for Lao Wu, he is too good at taking care of people, and his heart is also careful.

For Lao Wu!

Write, write, write!

Zhang Ye began to exert his power, and the speed in his hand actually increased again!

After a short time, the first chapter was written, which was a relatively long chapter, more than 6,000 words.

He didn't say much, knowing that Lao Wu was waiting to see it, he suddenly wrote a novel today, in fact, only a small part of it was because he listened to Lao Wu's criticism, and most of it was actually because Lao Wu wanted to read his own novel, Zhang Ye wrote passionately, this guy has always been a master who can't walk when he sees a lesbian, so Zhang Ye opened the webpage, quickly logged in to his meager account, synchronized his account, and then opened his own blog.

The meager development of this world and the blog, and his earth is not the same, the blog here from the establishment, is basically the unification of the rivers and lakes, there are not so many portals to share, and then the meager is also evolved and upgraded on the basis of the company's blog, so the meager account and the blog can be universal, are the products of one company, and even have a lot of intersection and sharing, as long as the account is synchronized, it is very convenient, and the content published on the blog can also be briefly promoted on Weibo.

Upload!

Publish!

It's easy to do and you're ready to go!

Zhang Ye shouted outside, "Sister Wu, I wrote a little bit and uploaded it." ”

A very gentle female voice came from outside, "Blog, right?"

"Yes. Zhang Ye said.

"Well, I'll read it. Then there was no sound.

Zhang Ye didn't dare to delay, because he knew that although there was a Journey to the West in this world, before the appearance of Journey to the West adaptations such as "Journey to the West", this "The Legend of Wukong" may be relatively obscure, and it will be a little confusing at first, and some people may not understand it, so Zhang Ye must step up to write the back out, and after the first few photos are out, everyone will definitely be able to understand.

The number of words in the second chapter was less, two or three thousand words, and Zhang Ye decided to finish it in thirty minutes, so he threw himself into crackling typing again.

……

Online.

A lot of people are talking about something else.

"Have you watched Lao He's new movie?"

"Look, that's awesome!"

"The goddess of water has a new song!"

"Damn, I'll annoy her, it's too hype!"

"But people are very popular, and any Weibo can get hundreds of thousands of retweets and millions of comments, and everyone likes to watch her fool around. ”

"To be honest, I still like Zhang Ye, although he is not as famous as those people, and his works are not as big as those people, but Zhang Ye is really talented, if he looks as handsome as those mainstream stars, if his works are more popular and take care of everyone, his popularity will definitely go further, and he will definitely be able to catch up with those stars who rely on hype and grandstanding to gain fame!"

"I agree, if Mr. Zhang Ye goes on step by step, his popularity will definitely go against the sky, he has only debuted for less than a year, and it has only been more than half a year, and now he is looking at second-tier stars!"

"Haha, you've all watched this cross talk contest, right? I'm so amused! Zhang Ye is so humorous! And he can laugh to death at all the things he does, and one person actually messes up a national cross talk contest! It's too troublesome! I'm also optimistic about Zhang Ye! As long as he can go on, as long as the entertainment industry gives him this opportunity, he will definitely be a bully in the entertainment industry in the future!"

"It's a pity that it's blocked. ”

"Alas, don't mention it, I'll be angry when I mention it!"

"I don't know what Mr. Zhang is doing now. ”

"What else can you do? This is a complete ban, now he can't even participate in the draft, no one dares to let him participate, this is a death sentence, Mr. Zhang is afraid that he won't be able to come out. ”

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Zhang Ye has opened a blog!"

"Khan, what's all the fuss about? What's wrong with starting a blog?"

"What's wrong! Go and read it! There's a novel in the blog! What is it called "The Legend of Wukong"! It seems to be Zhang Ye's new work!"

"What?"

"True or false?"

"Holy, it's true!"