Wen Xun didn't write it this time like the last time he wrote "Diary of a Sand Monk", and when he wrote it this time, he set aside time for himself to revise it. In Wen Xun's plan, he arranged it like this.

The first time I wrote something, this is the first version of the manuscript, and after I finish it, I have to proofread it a little bit about typos and so on. Every day, when I keep writing new drafts, review the drafts I got seven days ago.

Writing a manuscript is like a woman giving birth. It's hard work when I'm writing, and I can't love it when I'm done. Wen Xun knew that if he wanted to change the manuscript directly from the beginning, he wouldn't be able to change anything - he would only write like this if he thought it was the best, wouldn't he?

But it's different to change the manuscript written a week ago, the excitement of "having a baby" after a week has almost passed, and you can honestly revise the manuscript according to more objective standards at this time.

After such a second revision, Wen Xun is also ready to make a third revision. In this way, he has to use it three times before and after sorting out the outline, and three times before and after writing the manuscript, which can be regarded as a cycle.

In this way, by the time Wen Xun finished writing the novel "Fullmetal Alchemist", it was already late April. Although it is said to be well written, in fact, Wen Xun wrote about the first book at the beginning of about 300,000 words.

Because the plan for the whole book is about 1.8 million to 2 million words, even if Wen Xun is bullish, it is impossible to get 1.8 million words in a month. And now Wen Xun still relies on handwriting every day, writing about 10,000 words a day, which really makes Wen Xun a little broken.

He took the written manuscript to Lan Yang's house and knocked on the door, Wen Xun came to Lan Yang's residence for the first time. In the past, he was basically looking for Lan Yang's work unit, and he had never been to Lan Yang's home.

After entering the house, Wen Xun looked around slightly, and found that Lan Yang's house was quite ordinary, and there was no decoration of special cultural people. The living room has a marble floor, while the two bedrooms have a hardwood floor.

"What's wrong? Why are you free to come to me today? That Fullmetal Alchemist isn't going to write it? Lan Yang asked Wen Xun with a smile at this time.

"Write, why not? I'm here to send you a manuscript today, and here is the 300,000 words I got this month......" As he spoke, Wen Xun took out the handwritten manuscript and handed it to Lan Yang.

Lan Yang was a little dumbfounded at this time, he took the manuscript handed over by Wen Xun and looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed handwritten. This discovery really surprised him, because he really had never met such an efficient author!

You must know that in this era, ordinary authors will never be able to produce 300,000 words a month if they rely on handwriting! The authors of this year are all uncles! It's all about carrots and sugar to coax them to write! Basically, except for Ni Kuang in Hong Kong this year, no one can be faster than Wen Xun by purely handwriting!

Looking at the 300,000-word manuscript, Lan Yang knew that this was probably only a fraction of Wen Xun's entire plan. At the beginning, I heard Wen Xun say that the whole plan was to write about 2 million words, Lan Yang was really thinking that Wen Xun was going crazy - how many 10,000 words did the old man Ba Jin write in his life, hey! Are you Wen Xun preparing a book to overwhelm the number of words that all Chinese authors can use in a lifetime at this time?

Usually when an author writes a novel of 300,000 words, it takes a year and a half to write! Wen Xun is good, it will be done in a month? Or is it all handwritten?

Just seeing this, Lan Yang knew how determined Wen Xun was to write this "Alchemist of Steel".

He looked at Wen Xun's manuscript in a daze, then looked at Wen Xun again, and finally only said one sentence: "Man...... I'm convinced of you......"

"Hehe" Wen Xun smiled, then changed the topic and asked Lan Yangdao: "By the way, Brother Lan, do you know anyone who sells computers?" I now feel that writing novels on a computer is much better than writing by hand, and I'm going to buy a computer to use ......."

"Yes, yes, I have an old classmate who happens to work in the Lenovo store here, I'll help you get in touch when I get back." After saying this, Lan Yang began to think carefully about how to operate and sell this book. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you refused to use your real name this time, so it will be difficult to operate this book." If you don't have a good reputation, the bookstore won't be able to sell ......."

Yes, bookstores don't ask for all kinds of books. Every bookstore has a position such as a book selection manager, and for Xinhua Bookstore, this position is even more important. If these book selection managers don't choose good books, then they occupy a certain shelf position, what if this position is reserved for books that sell better?

Now Lan Yang is really starting to worry about how to market, although Wen Xun said that he will carry the profit and loss this time, but Lan Yang is also a partner, it is impossible to watch Wen Xun do everything by himself, right?

Hearing Lan Yang's words, Wen Xun also pondered. He began to think about how to market a little, although he had thought that this time he would not rely on gimmicks or anything, but now that the entire market is affected by piracy, if there is no gimmick, it seems that there is no way to get a very equal opportunity to put on the shelves......

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Xun still didn't pay much attention. But he said, "That's it, Brother Lan, let me go back and think about it, give me some time, I should be able to think of a good idea." ”

Yes, Wen Xun wanted to rely on his dream ability to see if there were any good opportunities or good means to use. His requirements are not high, as long as he can get the same qualifications as other books. And after that, he believed that the content of the book would be done......

"Well, you don't have to be too stressed, if you really can't do it, we will send some money to the book selection manager of Xinhua Bookstore, so that it can still be put on the shelves......" Lan Yang comforted Wen Xun and said.

Hearing this, Wen Xun smiled and waved his hand. Although he Wen Xun hasn't thought of any good strategies yet, but spend money to buy a chance to put it on the shelves? When did he Wen Xun have reached this level?

When he returned home, Wen Xun didn't rush to bed. He still eats, writes, and plays at his usual pace of life, and when it is time to go to bed at night, he lies down in bed, ready to see if there is anything for a while.

When Wen Xun woke up from his dream, he found that he seemed to be in the classroom of the eighth class of high school! And his table mates have become puppies!

"Hey, Wen Xun, look at it, your book is on the recommended position!" The puppy said happily as he put a magazine-like booklet in front of Wen Xun's eyes.

Wen Xun looked down and found that his novels were still being recommended in this booklet! The booklet was color-printed on the cover of his book, with a number and a price...... But what exactly is this booklet? Could it be a new flower head made by Xinhua Bookstore?