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Late at night, Fang Yun's bedroom. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The little guy opened his eyes, glowing with a faint blue light, and a pair of things that I don't know whether they were wings or arms gently swiped in the air, stirring the space along the mysterious trajectory.

It can be seen that the little guy is working very hard, making a few "chirping" sounds, as if he is puffing up.

After a while, the little one's movements slowed down, and in front of it, a bright spot the size of dust formed, emitting a soft glow that was barely visible to the naked eye.

After hard work, the little one completed the task, closed his eyes again, and floated in mid-air, no longer paying attention to the slowly expanding point of light in front of him.

After a while, the point of light, no, it would be more appropriate to call it a ball of light, and in just two minutes it had become as big as a football.

After a few more moments, the soft light stopped growing larger, and the light began to dim. When the light disappeared completely, a person's body appeared on the bed, sitting cross-legged, it was Fang Yun.

There is a saying called "one day in the sky, one year underground", which refers to the difference between the speed of time in the fairy world and the human world.

In reality, in the past ten minutes, Fang Yun traveled to a world similar to the Anti-Japanese War period and survived for more than ten days. Roughly calculated, the speed of time passing is four or five times greater than the difference between the fairy world and the human world.

The room was very dark, and I could only dimly see that this was my bedroom with the help of the light outside the window. Fang Yun couldn't remember if he had turned off the lights before crossing, he didn't want to think about these inconsequential things, he just wanted to be quiet.

I closed my eyes, didn't think about anything, kept my legs cross-legged, and sat motionless on the bed for a while. Suddenly, Fang Yun lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over his body with great difficulty, and fell asleep.

It's really tiring to go through it. The body is tired and the mind is tired.

He didn't plan to think about anything, no matter what happened, he didn't bother to care, Fang Yun just wanted to sleep. The little one floated in the air for a while, spread his body, pressed himself to the quilt, and slept.

The sun rises in the east as usual, and the world remains the same, nothing has changed. But Fang Yun's world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Wake up refreshed. I took my phone and looked at the time, half past seven.

"What about showing me the novel?" Fang Yun asked, staring at his little guy with his little eyes open on the side.

"Okay." After the little guy said this, he saw Fang Yun's mobile phone next to the bed fly up by itself, and the little guy touched the screen of the mobile phone with the wing-like part of his body.

Fang Yun watched quietly, and didn't see any other movements of the little guy, and the mobile phone automatically flew in front of him.

Trying to open the phone, Fang Yun found that a new piece of software appeared on the desktop of the phone, and the name was "Little Guy".

Fang Yun clicked on the software, and a bookshelf appeared on the interface of the mobile phone, and only one book was placed empty.

What surprised him was that the cover of the book was actually Fang Yun in a pseudo-army uniform, but there was no title.

"Is this my novel?" Fang Yun was a little surprised.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Fang Yun couldn't wait to open the novel, looking forward to how it would be written.

There is still no title, no introduction, only the words "Chapter 1" are arranged at the beginning, and the content layout is the same as that of a common e-book, and the page turning method is "imitation paper".

After reading the previous paragraphs, Fang Yun gave an evaluation:

The sentences are smooth, and it is not difficult to read; The words are accurate, there will be no ambiguity, and the content to be expressed is in place; The environment and characters are clearly explained.

At a cursory glance, the novels provided by the little ones should be good.

Of course, it is not without its problems.

For example, the number of words in each paragraph is not well controlled, and in traditional literature, it is common for such large paragraphs of content to be published, but if it is published as an online novel, the number of words in each paragraph cannot be too much.

Many readers like to skip this paragraph when they see a large paragraph of text, especially when the content of the reading is some detailed explanations and specific operations, readers can easily feel bored, and at the same time, they feel that it doesn't matter if they read it or not, and they don't need to understand it so clearly.

After discovering that it still needs to be improved as an online novel, Fang Yun didn't remember the previous content, and tried to flip back, and about twenty pages later, "Chapter 2" appeared.

After counting it carefully, there are more than 3,000 words in a chapter, which is quite appropriate.

Calling up the table of contents, Fang Yun swiped down, intending to see how many chapters there were in total, but he didn't expect to slide to the bottom at once, and there were only twenty-three chapters in the whole book.

"Is that all?" Fang Yun asked the little guy, and at the same time he also clicked on the last chapter, and found that the beginning of the last chapter was written by university experts and professors who made fun of "Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian" and published articles to attack the little devils.

Is it only twenty-three chapters that include everything that happened after my death? It's too short. Although I had expected it, I still felt depressed.

"That's all." The little guy's tone was very innocent: "You've only been here for so long and you're back, and that's all I can write." ”

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so good."

There had been no communication for a night, and Fang Yun found that the little guy had a logic in speaking, and he no longer said two or three words.

"You didn't expect that?" Fang Yun asked rhetorically: "I haven't thought of it yet!" Why did you arrange for me the identity of a puppet army, if it weren't for this identity, wouldn't I have survived two episodes? ”

"Uh, you said it yourself, as long as you are a soldier." The little guy blinked his little eyes and sold cute.

"It's a."

"Can I change the ending of the novel, don't write me to death, and add some content to it?" Fang Yun tried to ask, even though he felt that such a good thing could not be possible.

Sure enough, the little guy said with a straight face: "No, the novel can only be modified by me, and the main content cannot be deleted, at most it can only add some irrelevant content, which cannot affect the reader's judgment of the protagonist of the novel." ”

What the little guy said makes sense, if I can modify the main content, bring the dead protagonist to life, change some stupid things that I have done, and add some non-existent things to affect readers' evaluation, then do I still have the motivation to work hard in the world after crossing over?

Although this is the case, there is still a feeling of being cheated.

What's going on? Fang Yun couldn't think of any feasible solution for a while.

The total is only 60,000 or 70,000 words, compared to online novels that often start with one or two million or even tens of millions of words, these 670,000 words are not even comparable to the beginning of other people's novels.

Can you expand some content yourself? The little guy also said that it was okay to add irrelevant content. But this idea was vetoed by Fang Yun just after it was born, not mentioning whether it would affect the quality of the novel if he expanded some content by himself, whether it would produce bugs, whether it would be very watery, even if he could add some content perfectly, how many words could he add?

Twenty thousand? Thirty thousand? Even if the number of words in the novel is doubled, it is only more than 100,000.

"Ahh Fang Yun scratched his head irritably.

Am I going to be in vain?

After working hard and living for more than ten days, in the end, the bamboo basket was empty?

Fang Yun was really unwilling.

"Death is death, no matter how much, I have written this novel!"

Damn, sixty or seventy thousand is sixty or seventy thousand, in fact, it is not less, publishing 2,000 words a day on the Internet, enough for me to publish for more than a month.

More than a month can always attract some readers into the pit, and there will always be some people who like this novel. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, so let's earn some exchange points first.

As for what happens after these texts are updated?

Dead friends don't die in poor ways, hey, hey, hey, it's a big deal for me to change my vest and fight the rivers and lakes again.

Fang Yun was no longer entangled in the number of words in the novel, and discussed with the little guy the number of words in the paragraph, and asked him to modify some small settings.

"Bang bang."

"It's time to eat, haven't you gotten up yet?" Fang Yun's mother's voice came.

"Here we are." Fang Yun hurriedly agreed.

Discuss the problem of the novel with the little guy, try to please it, and make him change his image to be a little taller. Before I knew it, more than half an hour had passed, and Fang's mother had made breakfast.

By the time Fang Yun finished washing, his parents had already started eating.

Breakfast is noodles, one person with an omelette, Fang Yun doesn't like it very much.

"What are your plans for today?" Father Fang asked.

"I don't have any plans." Fang Yun's plan today was to publish a novel at the starting point, but he didn't say it. In the eyes of parents, this is a manifestation of not doing their job, can they have food when they write novels? Can you feed yourself?

"I've been home for several days, and I stay at home every day, and I don't go to my uncle or aunt to play. I have to sort out a plan by myself, so let's go grocery shopping for my mother today. ”

"Yes." Fang Yun is used to his father's way of speaking, he usually says "You have to have a plan" in the morning, and asks you again in the evening, "Do you have a plan, what do you want to do in the future?" ”

I didn't have a plan before, but now I have a goal.

Everything depends on what happens after the novel is published, and I don't know how it will turn out, but it should be good.

After eating, his parents packed up their things and went to the store, while Fang Yun returned to his room to turn on the computer, sent the files in his mobile phone to the computer, and sorted out the novel with the help of the little guy.

The first thing that needs to be solved is the name of the protagonist, so I can't just publish it with my own name, right?

What should I think of?

Fang Aotian, Fang Ritian, Fang Killing God, Fang Liangchen? No, it's too arrogant to take such a name, and readers will think it's a brainless novel at first glance.

Fang Goudan, Fang Xiaoer, Fang Xiaoming?

Fang Yun nodded: "Well, yes, you can consider it." ”