Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Novel Is Out
Time passed minute by minute, Ye Feng in front of the computer kept crackling on the keyboard, and the three people on the sofa were anxiously waiting for the results to appear, Li Chenggang and Zhang Zhihe wanted to go behind Ye Feng several times to see what he had written, but every time they were together, they were pressed back to their seats by Ye Feng's cold gaze.
"Pretending to be a ghost." Li Chenggang muttered quietly, he didn't believe that Ye Feng could really write a wonderful martial arts novel in this situation, oh my God, look at that guy, his hands almost never stopped typing on the keyboard, that is to say, he didn't take the time to think about it at all, and the novel written in this way must be unsightly.
"Shut up, talk so much and do what."
Ye Xue'er, who didn't need to protect her short, spoke, and Zhang Zhihe on the side suppressed his voice and scolded Li Chenggang in a low voice, although he also knew that the chance of expecting Ye Feng to write a wonderful martial arts novel like this was very slim, but no matter how slim the chance, it was also an opportunity, and for him, a desperate person, it was the last straw, even if he knew that the straw of Lu Dao could not bear his weight, he would firmly grasp it and try to get a chance to survive through this straw.
Compared with the disdainful Li Chenggang and the restless Zhang Zhihe, Ye Xueer looked at Ye Feng, who was focusing on writing novels, but her eyes were full of surprise and curiosity, this surprise and curiosity did not come from the novel written by Ye Feng, but from Ye Feng's state at this time.
Four or five hours passed in a flash, and just as the patience of the three people on the sofa was about to be exhausted, the crackling and tapping in the office finally stopped abruptly.
Finding that the itchy sound of the tortured person's ears disappeared, the three of them were slightly stunned, and then they all turned their heads to look at Ye Feng in front of the computer like lightning.
"Done?" Zhang Zhihe was the first to ask eagerly.
"Well, I've written the first time." Ye Feng shook his two sour palms vigorously, the first episode of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" has more than 20,000 words, even if you don't need to spend time thinking, it is quite tiring to type them all, this is still the reason why he has deep typing skills, if you type slowly, I am afraid that you may not be able to finish typing in ten hours.
"Ha, ha, haha, the first time, you actually said that you finished writing the first time, my God, will you write a martial arts novel? Do you know what martial arts novels are? Do you think that a casual graffiti of some words can be called a martial arts novel? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. After Li Chenggang heard Ye Feng's answer, he seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, he pointed to Ye Feng's nose and said: "Do you think you are writing an online novel, three thousand words and two thousand words can be called the first time, let me tell you, the first chapter of martial arts novels is not so simple, there is no one hundred or twenty thousand words, don't say that you have finished writing once, shame!" ”
Li Chenggang's skills are usually very honest, and he basically can't fight back, but once it comes to his professional field, his personality will often change greatly, especially when dealing with Ye Feng, an obvious newcomer in the industry, he has a sense of superiority in his heart, and when he heard that the other party did something that he couldn't do, he immediately became a cat who was stepped on his tail, hysterical.
"You're embarrassed, your whole family is ashamed, you ......" Ye Xue'er suddenly shouted angrily, but halfway through the call, he was stopped by Ye Feng waving his hand, he has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, of course he understands Li Chenggang's inner thoughts, he smiled quietly, and said lightly: "You are a very interesting person, you don't read my novels, just shout that my novels are terrible, you don't read my novels, you judge there that my first time is only a few thousand words, I'm really curious, How can you be so confident in making a conclusion about a novel that you have never read, is it because you are a writer who does not enter the stream? ”
Li Chenggang didn't expect Ye Feng to give him such a tough response, he also thought that Ye Feng would be like a newcomer who was reprimanded by the old-timers, but the current situation was completely beyond his expectations, his face turned red like a big pig liver, his lips trembled but he couldn't speak.
The scum with a combat strength of only five, Ye Feng looked at Li Chenggang, who was speechless, and pouted lightly.
As if stimulated by Ye Feng's disdainful expression, Li Chenggang completely went berserk, he strode towards Ye Feng angrily, and roared loudly as he walked: "Rookie, I'll just see what kind of thing you write, see if you write a bunch of garbage, and dare to be hard with me." ”
Ye Feng sneered twice, he didn't care to give up his position to Li Chenggang, real gold is not afraid of fire refining, so he doesn't believe that Old Man Jin's "Smiling Proud Jianghu" can't shake this unpopular little writer.
Seeing Li Chenggang sitting in front of the computer to read Ye Feng's novel, Zhang Zhihe and Ye Xueer couldn't help but come over, and the two of them also moved a small stool, and the three of them surrounded the computer screen like this.
Although Li Chenggang is just a small writer who is not very popular, he has loved martial arts novels since he was a child, and he has read a large amount of books, he has read almost all kinds of martial arts novels, and his appreciation ability is quite good, and it can even be said that his appreciation ability is far better than his writing ability, some newspapers and forums often ask him to do martial arts novel reviews, and even the publishing house has asked him to help review the submission of martial arts novels, in this regard, he is still very powerful.
Opening the writing software, Li Chenggang first glanced at the word count below, and when he saw the more than 20,000 words, he was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Ye Feng to really finish the first chapter in just four or five hours, the first time in the real sense of martial arts novels.
But immediately, Li Chenggang snorted in a nasal voice disdainfully, writing so many words in such a short time, I'm afraid the plot didn't use my brain to think about it, and it was just a thing that I didn't know what to do.
With a critical and disdainful mind, Li Chenggang set his sights on the content of the novel.
"The wind smokes the willows, the flowers are intoxicating, it is the best season in the south......"
After reading the short paragraphs at the beginning, Li Chenggang couldn't help but sit up straight, although these paragraphs can't see the quality of the novel, but judging from the words and descriptions, it shouldn't be the kind of graffiti he imagined, thinking like this, he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, could it be that this rookie writer really wrote a novel that can be seen in just a few hours?
The pickiness and disdain in his heart turned into a deep curiosity, and Li Chenggang couldn't wait to look at the content below.
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Something happened to the unit today, I came home at ten o'clock in the evening, and I stayed up late to write a chapter for everyone first, and I owe two chapters, which will be paid back this week.
For the sake of Xiao Jiu staying up late to code words, let's vote for Xiao Jiu a few recommendation votes.