Mo Xiaozao seemed to understand, nodded and didn't ask this question. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hold your computer in, open the page to log in to yourself in front of Xiang Mozhu, "Look at these few articles." ”

"A few articles that are very good, such articles are very good among newcomers, and your ghost spirit is not in vain."

"Anything else? Do you want to read the article and rate me? Give me some suggestions to change, and provide me with any good ideas. ”

Xiang Mozhu laughed out loud, and blinked at her in front of her, but she didn't notice that Mo Xiaozao looked clever, and there was a hint of stupidity when she asked.

Worriedly, he browsed the page opened by Mo Xiaozao, and compared one data to another.

It is clear that Mo Xiaozao is the best result she has ever seen This sentence can not be said, and she has been spinning in her head for a long time, and she has taken a closer look at the fans of the three articles.

Often a book, opened in more than one place, using the same pen name can be considered taboo.

It's not good to sign a contract in one place and go to another place, unless it's some great god.

took out the notebook on the side,Xiang Mozhu calculated the data row by row in the notebook.,Fan value,Click rate,Number of words in the article,Update numbers。

Densely packed with numbers, arranged in order on white paper.

With three pieces of paper, Xiang Mozhu breathed a sigh of relief and put the paper aside, "These three books are complete, and there is a high probability that you will become a god when you open a new article." ”

"How old?"

"Eighty percent, if you capture the current fans and promote them many times before the end of these books, it will have a good effect."

Mo Xiaozao took a deep breath, thinking about the three thousand that Bai Luohuan had and the income that Smoke Moon Xi should give her.

It's enough to live without writing by yourself.

She took a deep breath, "I have an article now that I can prepare to write during this period, but the subject matter is a little special. ”

"What kind?" Xiang Mozhu's eyes lit up, and he inexplicably thought that it would be a good article.

She told her thoughts unhurriedly, from the idea of fast wearing, thinking that she could rely on one person to intersperse multiple stories, and the final story was that person's story.

also told Xiang Mozhu that the stories are all tragic, and every time he experiences the sadness, fatigue, and helpless death of that person.

Mo Xiaozao spoke happily, and used the computer to turn out the beginning she wrote.

The unadorned beginning has a literary and sad flavor, like the feeling unique to young boys and girls.

"Your article doesn't fit this style." With a casual sweep, Xiang Mozhu pushed away the computer.

Under the advice and command of Xiang Mozhu, she re-wrote the essay, removed the original literature and disease-free moaning, and wrote the article simply.

It took her three days to finalize five chapters, a total of more than 10,000 words.

"What do you think of it?" She pushed her computer in front of Xiang Mozhu again, pinching the cabbage pulled from Bai Luohuan's cabbage in her hand.

This little cabbage is very well raised by Bai Luohuan, soft and small, and it will struggle in your hands.

While secretly pinching the little cabbage, I listened to Xiang Mozhu tell Mo Zhu what was wrong with the newly written text, but all the words passed through my ears, and I still didn't remember anything in the end.

"Mo Xiaozao." Xiang Mozhu's eyes were big as she stared at her, and there were a few small freckles on her fair skin.

"You make a small voice, Bai Luohuan should laugh at me again when he hears it." She grabbed Xiang Mozhu's hand and flattened the corners of her mouth, unable to express her feelings in her heart.

It's right to say that she is unhappy, because of Xiang Mozhu's chasing and scolding, she got rid of that touch of literature and art, and completely wrote another look.

It's right to say that you are happy, you have made such a big progress, and you will definitely be able to make progress when Anxia comes out.

She raised her hand and pressed the pattern on her chest, wondering how Anxia was doing now.

Without this magic pen of his own, would Anxia be seriously injured?

"Mo Xiaozao, you give me some attention!" Squeezing her hand, Xiang Mozhu pushed the computer towards her, and the super soft bed moved lightly with the push.

"Oh, ah." She turned around and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm concentrating, concentrating." ”

Xiang Mozhu glared at her, pointed to the text on the computer, and opened her other three texts while commenting.

In the past few days of living here, I have long known the reason for her three articles, and I also frowned at such writing, to put it bluntly, her articles were written by other gunmen.

The gunman is good, so he didn't bother to let her write it herself.

Emphasizes the main point of the article, the core of a chapter, and the plot arrangement.

She nodded, nodding, the already clear thoughts in her mind were picked out under Xiang Mozhu's words, and she thought of a lot of things that could be filled.

"Actually, you can just use the way of fast wearing, but in every way, the heroine does not just bear it sadly, but also harvest some beautiful men and give her some cool points!"

"Cool? This kind of text is those cool texts, how to make it cool? ”

This fast wear is very suitable for publication, and it is only a niche to write it, specifically to accumulate some readers who like the type of article.

Cool point this kind of thing, in the regular text, how to insert it?

Divorced? Entangled with the president? Dominate the continent?

Mo Xiaozao felt that the more he thought about it, the more unreliable he became, only knowing that his brain hole was broken, and rubbed his temples.

"How many people do you think such a niche thing can attract? Even if it is fostered, such a niche is just a dead end in a high-traffic website. ”

Xiang Mozhu glared at her and took a deep breath for her kind of text.

If you are submerged in this way, there is no way out at all, but to change to a better angle, introduce the cool points of the moment, and popularize a lot, so that the article will be accepted.

She didn't know what Xiang Mozhu was thinking, and she couldn't say a word when she stared at her text.

I can only go back to my room with the computer, back up the current text, delete it, and start writing again.

The magic pen in her mind has lit up again because of her recent writing, but she has been in her mind and refuses to appear, and the days of following the magic pen to direct the buttons have never happened again.

Typing word by word, her irritable heart tended to settle down, and a smile hung on the corner of her lips.

That's right, an accepted essay will become a god on the basis of the present.

Although it is far from the great god, this is her beginning.

"Mo Xiaozao, do you know how important this article is to you?" Xiang Mozhu's voice was slow, staring at her with deep eyes.

How important is it to her?

She pondered for a while, "It can fulfill a friend's wish, it can allow me to live in a different environment, and it can also make me have a lot less restrictions." ”

"You just think that's the case? I'm telling you, in this circle, there are a lot of people who will destroy you for their position. He glared at her fiercely, as if casually slashing across the table, "If you don't become a god, all that awaits you is death." ”

Xiang Mozhu didn't continue, stopped at the right time, and left her side.

In her hand, she still had the little cabbage that felt very good, but she was not even in the mood to pinch it, and pursed her lips and looked at the computer.

A book becomes a god is what she must do.