Chapter Seventy-Two: Qian Quan: Dad, I'm really not targeting you!

Of course, Xu Congfeng knew Qian Quan.

In fact, many students in major universities in China and Overseas know Qian Quan.

Not to mention the video of "Qian Mou is not afraid" that he first became popular;

nor does he mention his heroic deeds that were commended for his righteousness and bravery;

Not to mention that not long ago, he defeated the chess master in the chess grandmaster's campus event;

Not to mention his scandal with the Yangqing Drama Club, a veteran student club of Zhonghai University, and his senior star sister Tang Bingbing acting in dramas;

Just mention the freshman martial arts competition that just ended, and he also won the championship.

No wonder Ding Linlang let himself compete with him in chess and heads-up, that was not to give himself a chance, but to slam himself against the south wall.

If this is the case, ordinary deterrence is of little significance, and some fierce material needs to be added.

The difficulty increased, and Xu Congfeng became more excited.

True love is to stand the test.

"Yes, I'm Qian Quan, is there anything wrong with me being asked by my senior?" The other end of the line admitted it calmly.

"Oh, hello, hello, long admiration of the daimyo...... That's the case, haven't I been pursuing Ding Linlang recently, and then she told me that if you want to pursue her, you have to pass the hurdle first.

"So, I'm thinking about making an appointment to meet you alone, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

Xu Congfeng decided to take the route of sincerity, sincerity is always nirvana.

"It's convenient, when and where do you want to see you?"

"Tomorrow night at half past seven, Funing No. 1, how about it?"

"Huh?"

Xu Congfeng guessed that he would be confused, and explained: "Funing No. 1 is a very well-known nightclub in Zhonghai, rest assured, it is a regular venue."

"Then, I will have a few friends here, you can also bring two or three friends, if you want to consume, you don't have to worry, I'll treat you."

"Uh...... All right. ”

Xu Congfeng heard a trace of astonishment from Qian Quan's tone, indicating that the effect of the first step had been achieved.

Even so, after ending the call with Qian Quan, he shared this information in the brother group for the first time:

"Brothers, let me tell you, Ding Linlang's little hair is Qian Quan, Qian Quan, who just won the championship of the freshman martial arts competition, so everyone must be careful when they talk tomorrow night."

"!!" The brother from the basketball club of Zhonghai University directly burst into foul language, "We played a friendly match with the basketball club of Haihai Normal University, and he was abused so much that I doubted my life, I haven't touched basketball for a week!" ”

Xu Congfeng: "......" Ding Linlang is so ruthless!

"I've heard his name too...... the other brother continued, "Lao Xu, let me ask seriously, do you really love Ding Linlang?" There is no grass at the end of the world, Lao Xu! ”

Xu Congfeng: "What do you mean by this?" You don't have to back down, do you? ”

Liang Liang: "How is that possible?" Just kidding to ease the atmosphere, no matter how awesome his money is, he is also from the countryside, don't panic, the advantage is ours. ”

"In short, we convince people with reason."

……

"Funing No. 1? Why did they make an appointment at that place? ”

After Qian Quan told Ding Linlang about the call with Xu Congfeng, the latter was puzzled.

"I guess you want to use the lights of the magic capital to confuse me."

"Speechless......" Ding Linlang frowned.

In the evening, the two had dinner together, Qian Quan and Ding Linlang chatted about the new setting of the younger brother Fan Mingshan in "But Immortal", and the original author Ding Linlang said that it was not a new setting, but an idea that was made before the book opened.

"Okay," Qian Quan didn't dwell on this, but announced a message, "I'm also going to write a book." ”

Ding Linlang smiled: "Write, do you want to write an online article or what?" ”

"I haven't thought of a subject yet."

"Then wait until you write the opening chapter and send it to me to see, and I'll give you some pointers." Ding Linlang is always confident in front of Qian Quan.

"Forget it, it's too shameful, let acquaintances read what they wrote, and there is a feeling of being stripped naked and standing in front of each other......"

Qian Quan said to himself, suddenly realized something, and then felt a cold murderous aura.

Ding Linlang stared at him with sharp eyes.

"Hahaha, what, Xu Congfeng just told me that he will bring a few friends with him tomorrow night, and if he doesn't agree with him at that time, he may have to do it."

Ding Linlang ignored him.

After eating, the two went to buy laptops.

"By the way, do you have any special birthday present that you want for this year's birthday?" After buying the computer, Qian Quan asked Ding Linlang.

"I want to get a good result on the shelves of new books." Ding Linlang said.

"That's for sure! What about your book, I personally don't want to reveal too much, but its results, how to say, those who understand online literature understand, it can be said for sure, it will achieve a due result, specifically speaking, or we analyze all aspects of it in detail, we will come to such a conclusion, that is, its ......"

"Shut up!" Ding Linlang interrupted his nonsense literature.

"Okay."

After Qian Quan sent Ding Linlang back to school, he also returned to Haishi University.

On the way, I received a message from Ding Linlang: "As long as it's a gift you bought, anything is fine." ”

Qian Quan smiled happily: "Understood." ”

Once you're back in your dorm, start and set up your new laptop, and then start searching and researching the digital version of New Story Monthly and how to submit it.

Yes, Qian Quan's debut novel is also ready to be voted for "New Story Monthly".

After all, it is the place where the dream of their father and son began, and giving it a father-son soldier is also the meaning of the topic.

In addition, he wanted to find out the overall style and operation mode of the publication from the source of the submission process, and see what kind of mental journey his father went through to create that work.

After studying for half an hour, I had a plan in mind, closed the web page, and opened the document directly.

What is the secret of writing an essay?

A well-known writer once had a wonderful discussion about this:

Without it, just open the document!

The first work that Qian Quan prepared to create was the theme of father and son.

Combined with the series of works of "New Story Monthly" that I just watched, I quickly had an idea and a clear story line in my mind.

To put it simply, a married middle-aged drama actor has a mistress outside, but this mistress was discovered by his son, so his son went to find the mistress theory.

The two disagreed, and there was a conflict, and the son accidentally beat the junior to death.

The teenage child accidentally killed someone, and the whole person was stupid, and contacted his father as soon as possible.

When the father arrived at the scene, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly calmed down, first dealt with the scene, and then taught his son some words sternly, and let him leave.

After the son left, the father called the police and told the police what happened, saying that his son had killed the mistress by mistake.

But when he was telling, his father's eyes and expression were unnatural for a moment.

This micro-expression was seen by the old policeman with many years of criminal police experience.

Later, the police took the son back for questioning and found that his statement was consistent with the father's description.

At this point, the facts of the case are clear.

But the old detective still had doubts, and he decided to continue investigating the truth, and found that his son's motive, evidence, and process for killing were too perfect, as if someone had designed it.

As the investigation deepened, the old detective was shocked to find that Xiao San and his father had already had a conflict, and Xiao San had been forcing his father to divorce and marry her......

Coupled with some other clues, the old detective deduced another truth about this case:

It was the father who killed the mistress and designed to blame the son!

The old criminal police interrogated his son again, and finally forced his son to tell the truth, and after he pushed the mistress down, he did not continue to hurt him, it was his father who taught him to say so.

At this point, the truth of the case was revealed: the son just knocked the mistress unconscious, and it was the father who really dealt the killer blow to the mistress.

However, just after the police arrested his father, the old detective suddenly realized that something was wrong.

In the last scene, the imprisoned father has a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the end of the story.

Once you've conceived the outline, the next step is to put pen to paper and write the story.

Before that, of course, it's a good name for the story:

"Father's love is like a mountain, my father wants to take the blame for me after killing the junior by mistake"

At first glance, the name is mainly sensational and bloody.

After Qian Quan finished typing this line, he was also happy, and he felt that the title of the book and the title of his father's book were still-for-tat.

But one thing to say, he really wasn't targeting Dad.

(End of chapter)