The doubts in "Immortality" were constantly thought up by Huang Haiming, and then overturned one by one, and in the process of proposing and constantly overturning, time passed, and night fell.

"Is it dark? That's fast! I don't feel anything. He shook his head slightly, throwing away the distracting thoughts about "Immortality" in his mind, and often when he concentrated on one thing, he suddenly lost the concept of time.

After putting away the notebook and other drafts, Huang Haiming walked to the cafeteria alone, thinking about things while walking, for more than ten minutes, after dinner, he continued to return to the dormitory, and then conceived the plot of "Immortality".

By the time Huang Haiming finished dinner, it was already completely dark, and if the school street lights were turned off, it would be difficult to discern the direction by the moonlight.

At this time, the time of day and night is obviously asymmetrical, at most ten hours a day, when Huang Haiming returned to the bedroom, no one in the bedroom was there, as for what Ren Tianqi, Ye Wudao, Zheng Zaihong and the three of them were busy with, he didn't know very well, but he remembered that he seemed to be participating in a celebration.

It's just that recently, Huang Haiming fell into a bottleneck state of the novel, so he pushed it off and concentrated on the plot and character concept of the novel, making the three rooms in the bedroom complain.

Huang Haiming didn't want to get together in the past to get together and contact his feelings, but at night, he could completely calm down and solve some difficult problems.

This is the biggest bottleneck that Huang Haiming has encountered since writing "Immortality", his brain is very messy, like a mess of paste, he turned on the light in a little irritable, came to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and a stream of cool cold water flowed out, and as soon as his hand touched, his whole body was cold.

Huang Haiming lowered his head, the cold tap water rushed over his head, and a chill spread all over his body. Cool water ran down his head, ears, eyes, hit the tiles, splashed.

After waiting for about a minute, Huang Haiming raised his head, in the late autumn season, it was unusually cool, as if he had washed away the turbidity of his whole body, and held a handful of cold water in both hands. Rush on the face, cold and irritating.

After wiping off his wet head with a clean towel, Huang Haiming stood in front of the windowsill, blowing a cool breeze, breathing in the refreshing cold air, and his mood was much better.

Looking into the distance, pedestrians can be seen walking around the campus building, some entering and some leaving, and some singles. There are pairs, left in long shadows by the light of the street lamps.

Huang Haiming looked straight into the distance and looked at the distant night sky. A bright moon hangs high, a little transparent, reflecting the shape of the map of the earth, resembling Asia, North and South America, Africa and other places. Blurry and clear.

Back in his seat, he took out the ballpoint pen that he had placed in the pen holder, and began to write and draw in his notebook. "What's going on lately, why do you always feel like something is wrong?"

Putting the notebook aside, Huang Haiming turned on the computer and began to read some of the recently written chapters of "Immortality", since the last continuous month-long explosion, "Immortality" soon entered a bottleneck.

At first, Huang Haiming could still cope with it easily, thinking that it would get better after a while, but the more he wrote, the more he felt that something was wrong, and then it continued, and he couldn't write it at all until today.

Sometimes, there are inexplicable thoughts in the novel, and there will be big problems in terms of ideas and plots, Huang Haiming is no exception, there used to be a "writer cultivation system", to nothing, but when faced alone, I learned helplessness and powerlessness.

But no matter what, the novel still has to be written. The update of the two chapters a day can't be broken, it can only not explode, organize your thoughts, relax your mind, look for problems, and finally solve them.

After reading the previous plot over and over again, Huang Haiming didn't believe that he couldn't find the problem, and once again started from the first chapter of "Immortality", and looked at it carefully, Huang Haiming found a little feeling, what happened, but it was not clear.

Subsequently, Huang Haiming went to the starting point again, searched for "Star Change", found out the novels he had written before, browsed quickly, and hoped to feel the problems on "Immortality".

When I first wrote "Star Change", there was the "Writer Development System" to assist, there was no problem on the whole, it was very smooth, and the state was wonderful, "Star Change" naturally did not have the bottleneck of "Immortality".

Over and over again, chapter after chapter.

"Well, that's right, that's the feeling, "Immortality" is indeed inferior to "The Stars Change" in attracting readers, there is less of a desire to chase more, and it's nothing to watch after a few days off, it's the gap in this regard."

After some hard work, Huang Haiming finally found out the cause of the problem, and there was nothing wrong with the plot of the novel, but there was a significant difference in the rhythm, and there was a lack of coherence characteristic that was unique to his novels.

For a novel, it is the most important thing to attract the reader, and it cannot attract the reader's interest and make the reader have the patience to read it, even if the other aspects of the novel are well written.

After writing more than ten chapters, Huang Haiming had a problem, during this period of time, for "Immortality", his control of the rhythm of the novel is too far from before.

""Immortality" has too many explanatory tirades in terms of luck, and too much attention is paid to the description of characters and language, which leads to problems in rhythm, after all, the novel is only a novel, not an expository text, the rhythm type is the most important, I want readers to read it patiently, and the rhythm plot must not be chaotic."

"Whew!"

Find the cause of the problem, it's easy to do, Huang Haiming picked up the tea that was already cold, took a sip, adjusted his thoughts, and thought about how to solve it.

"Immortality" is just a fast-food fairy after all, and it's understandable to have some of your own ideas, but the whole article becomes an expository essay, that's bad, for readers, the progress of the story, the advancement of the plot, must be reasonable, otherwise, a lot of writing is written, but the characters are always in place, and no one can stand it.

"Now that I've found the problem, let's start writing a chapter." Huang Haiming said to himself, and then immediately opened the ord document and started to code words.

2o6 bedroom, quiet, only the sound of tapping the keyboard, listen to the regular sound of the keyboard, listen carefully, very rhythmic, the keyboard sound is densely sounded, and the words on the screen on the notebook slowly become more.

From the initial dozens, to hundreds, thousands, at this time, Huang Haiming's mind was empty, and he burst out with an extraordinary code word, not only faster than usual, but also with fewer typos.

About an hour and a half, a three-thousand-word chapter appeared, and after finishing a chapter, Huang Haiming stopped, and after taking another sip of tea, he began to look back from the front, and combined with the previous chapters, it was suddenly different.

"It seems to have succeeded, this chapter is obviously more rigorous than the previous chapters, and it is not much better than the first few chapters, and it has been maintained, and this bottleneck has passed."

After solving the problem, Huang Haiming was in a much lighter mood, and suddenly, he liked this feeling, completely immersed in his novel, and watched a novel slowly grow, from the first chapter, to dozens of chapters, hundreds of chapters, from the first click, recommended collection, to the first subscription, the first monthly pass, this feeling is so good!

"Well, what's going on with that wonderful feeling just now, it seems that my writing level has improved a little, and I have entered the middle stage of gold-level writing, a small surprise."

Huang Haiming rubbed his head and did a few chest expansion exercises, his body was a little sore, and he had been in the dormitory for a long time in the past few days.

"Ren Tianqi, Ye Wudao, and Zheng Zaihong haven't come back yet, it's almost time to order." Huang Haiming was a little puzzled, Ren Tianqi said earlier that it was a class reunion, and it wouldn't be so late.

Just when Huang Haiming was surprised, the mobile phone rang at the right time, took out the mobile phone, and connected the phone, "Hey, Haiming, no, go downstairs, help help people, Ren Tianqi and Zheng Zaihong are drunk, these two bastards, tell them to drink less, and they don't listen, I don't know what crazy they are, although it is a group of girls who are drinking, I don't know the appropriate point." ”

"Okay, where is it, I'll get down right away, the parking lot, whoever drove the car, it won't be drunk driving." Huang Haiming ran to the school parking lot.

Five minutes later, Huang Haiming rushed to the parking lot, Ye Wudao was standing outside Ren Tianqi's white BMW, it seemed that he had drunk a lot, but he was not drunk.

"Hurry up, these two bastards, when they get drunk, they go to sleep, and they can't even scream." Ye Wudao's face was a little burgundy.

"Who can make them willing to be poured so much wine, with Ren Tianqi's amount of alcohol, they generally won't get drunk, Zheng Zaihong is normal, and his amount of alcohol is not very good." Huang Haiming asked, then grabbed one with one hand and walked away lightly.

"Damn, you're still amazing, your workout every morning and evening is not in vain, one has more than 100 pounds?" Seeing that Huang Haiming took it away one by one, Ye Wudao said a little exaggeratedly.

Huang Haiming has been practicing national art for a long time, but they don't know what the effect is, they didn't expect to feel it intuitively this time, and they were shocked and speechless.

"Tell you to run with me every day, who told you to not hold on, haven't said yet, how did they get drunk, under normal circumstances, it's unlikely." Huang Haiming was a little curious.

"Under normal circumstances, it is impossible, the key is that this time it is not an ordinary situation, not only Ren Tianqi and Zheng Zaihong are drunk, but also several other dormitories, there are a few school flowers from the Department of Finance tonight, this is nothing, the key is that a few boys from the Department of Finance provoked, can you not drink." Ye Wudao took a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and continued.

"Our dorm is okay, isn't there me alone, the other boys' dormitories are almost wiped out, but the ones in the finance department are even worse, and they all lie down."

"Okay, you guys are amazing, you didn't lose the honor of our 2o6 dormitory, how to say, the dormitory fund is enough, no, I'll invest some this time." Huang Haiming said with a smile. (To be continued......)

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