If you are straight, if you are clumsy, if you are clumsy, if you are arguing......

Slowly opened his eyes, in case he muttered a poem that had been returned to the teacher a long time ago and remembered in an instant.

The sun was shining outside the window, and he could feel the hot sunlight, but he was reluctant to get up from the bed.

Rubbing his head, which was still aching, thinking about some of the things that had happened these days, he was even asking who he was.

Where did it come from? Where are you going?

Shaking his head, in case he finally remembered something, this is not his hometown, this is California, after he came here to attend an academic symposium......

All this in front of him didn't feel very real, but he was still alive.

I combed through my memories and remembered that I had left the hospital and was temporarily living in the apartment that a friend had rented for me.

Wait until you have fully recovered before you can return to China.

I took a shower, changed into a clean shirt, and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, in case I was silent for a long time.

He muttered, then returned to the room and opened a corner of the curtain to let in a ray of sunlight.

After the car accident, his weak body has undergone some slight changes, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and he still doesn't know.

I opened the fridge and rummaged through it, and there were a few more breads, a few tomatoes, and a pack of hot dog sausages was his best.

Coming to this strange country, such a recipe has become his favorite.

I made myself a meal in the microwave, reached for my laptop, and pressed the power switch.

It seems that I haven't been in touch with my girlfriend for a long time, so I connected to the Internet and looked at the flashing icons on the screen, and said with a wry smile: "You won't have forgotten me, will you?" ”

Hangcheng, inside a small courtyard.

This is one of the last old houses in Hangzhou that has not been demolished by the rules, and the people who live here have more or less some cultural atmosphere.

Women, in particular, are always proud to be graceful women.

"Oh my God! Why is it so hard to write a novel? ”

Su Xiaonan lay on the bed in despair and wailed, and in the laptop on the table behind him, there was a novel with more than a dozen chapters written.

No, it doesn't stop there.

Getting up from the bed, Su Xiaonan returned to the computer and clicked on her boyfriend, who had not been in touch for a long time: "What if you are here?" I'm going crazy. ”

In case I didn't expect to just turn on the computer, I received a message from my girlfriend: "What's wrong?" He replied.

Su Xiaonan replied: "My novel, I just gave a pen name of 'I am Li Qingzhao', and readers scolded me for wanting to rub off on Li Qingzhao's popularity, and scolded me every day." ”

Leaning on the chair, Su Xiaonan couldn't imagine that he just liked Li Qingzhao, is this also wrong?

Li Qingzhao didn't know that she had been dead for hundreds or thousands of years, so wouldn't future generations be allowed to use her name?

Who dictates this?

In a fit of anger, he continued to reply: "I haven't put this book on the shelves for a fee, and I haven't asked them to spend money to read it, why should they scold me?" ”

In case he couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, at this moment, he forgot all his troubles for the time being.

replied: "Don't be angry, an excellent author must not be afraid of being scolded, and second, he must have a strong mentality and insist on his own creation." ”

In fact, in case you are muttering in your heart, what kind of web novel do you write if it's okay?

Haven't you heard the saying, "Writing is a road against the sky, and it's normal to die on the road?" ”

Xindao How is your home also a well-off family in Hangzhou, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, why do you want to go crazy and write novels?

Su Xiaonan sighed and tapped on the keyboard.

"I don't care, it's about to be put on the shelves, you have to help me, where are you? Why hasn't I seen you in a long time? ”

In case he didn't answer immediately, he sighed and replied, "You send me the manuscript paper that has already been written, and I will help you revise it and then return it to the mailbox." ”

Su Xiaonan, who was in front of the computer, laughed when he heard this, compressed the archived directory, and sent it online to Wanyi.

Then he replied, "I can count on you, you can't let others laugh at me anymore." ”

In case I received the documents, I replied: "I was in a car accident while attending an academic symposium in California, and I am still recovering......"

It doesn't matter if the other party can understand it or not, whether it will be considerate of itself, in case he simply sends his current situation to the past.

Finally, he replied: "I'll go down, I'll read this article for you first." ”

After that, click on the icon and terminate the program of the chat software.

Otherwise, he doesn't know who will find him in the next moment, and keeps telling him this and that.

Out of sight and out of mind, a novel that is about to hit the shelves, I'm afraid it has 100,000 words, right?

Su Xiaonan was instantly stunned when she looked at the news sent by her, she didn't expect that this guy was still abroad, and he almost died in a car accident in a foreign country.

"Hmph, if you don't tell me, I don't know......"

Su Xiaonan sighed, closed the computer, packed his clothes, and prepared to go back to school.

She is a science student at Hangcheng University, and her major is 108,000 miles away from writing liberal arts.

But my brain was hot, and I suddenly wanted to write a novel.

Speaking of which, it was because a woman in their class had written a novel that was not very popular before, but reading it made the girls in the class, and even the women in the next class chase after them.

One will find her to discuss the plot in the book, the next will someone run to her to ask for an autograph, and a shameless boy will come over and try to date her.

Make yourself like a star.

Su Xiaonan didn't care on the surface, and when he met people, he said that we have so much homework now, how can we have the heart to read novels.

Secretly thinking that she would also write a novel, thinking that she could become famous with a book, the boys and girls in the school came to her to ask for autographs.

It wasn't until she started writing on her own that she knew that good dreams were the easiest to wake up from.

I read the comments on the Internet that a good author must first have a compelling pen name.

After thinking about it, she finally gave the pen name "I am Li Qingzhao", but she didn't expect that her book was not yet famous, but she was first abused by a group of readers.

Just when she couldn't stand these abuses and decided not to write any more, she didn't expect her boyfriend who hadn't appeared for a long time to appear.

And this guy is still in a big trouble, think about it, he must have some unknown subject matter to write about.

Writing a novel is a dead end, so it depends on who writes it, right?

Looking at Su Xiaonan, who was carrying a bag and a box ready to go out, Daddy Su slowly asked, "Daughter, can you still write this novel?" ”

Su Xiaonan shook his head: "I won't write, I threw the manuscript paper to just in case and asked him to write it for me." ”

Su was slowly stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Didn't that kid learn artificial intelligence?" He also writes novels? ”

Su Xiaonan smiled: "If he can't write it, don't be my Su Xiaonan's boyfriend." ”

With a wave of his hand, Su Xiaonan said goodbye to his father and left the house.

"Ouch, aren't you hurting him......"

Su slowly wanted to persuade a few more words, but seeing that Su Xiaonan had already gone out, he swallowed back the words on his lips. He muttered to himself, "In case, you can ask for more blessings." ”

Thousands of miles away, across the ocean, in case you sit in front of a computer.

He didn't immediately read the novel written by Su Xiaonan, but according to the URL and password she sent, he opened the writer's backstage and found the comment area of the book.

"I came in when I saw the pen name Li Qingzhao, at first I thought the big guy had come to the pavilion to write a novel, but I clicked in and took a look, I went, what kind of stuff is this......"

"Just this garbage thing, are you embarrassed to use the pen name Li Qingzhao? You have to think about it first, isn't that woman dead for thousands of years? ”

"I like Li Qingzhao's poems, and I thought that this novel would have a graceful style, but after reading it, I found that this is clearly a rookie who is rubbing the heat."

"In order to celebrate the author's shamelessness, I have to give a three-star review!"

"Upstairs, you're going too far, I'll add another two-star review."

Looking at the voices of readers here in the comment area, whether it is abuse, in case of silent sighing.

Xindao You don't have Li Qingzhao's talent, but you dare to use her as a pen name, do you really think that you are the daughter of a wealthy family, and you can use hundreds of thousands, millions of lives to smash out a platinum asset?

It's just that he has no choice, who let himself have such a girlfriend, he has to honestly think of a way for her to change the text.

It was only after he read Su Xiaonan's novel that he realized that he was a little more dishful than her.

After all, I learned that people need to be intelligent, how can I compare with liberal arts students? Oh my God?

Just as he wailed over a cup of tea, a cigarette, and a thousand novels for a day.

His hands involuntarily flicked his fingers on the keyboard, and he instantly typed a long list of URLs, and then entered his username and password into it.

Then the outline of the novel written by Su Xiaonan, as well as the character structure that he hastily sorted out, and the patched plot were all entered into the dialog box.

Finally, he typed a sentence: "As I meant, rewrite it, thank you." ”

……

On the other side of the ocean, Wanyi is revising the entire novel for Su Xiaonan.

At the same time, he also searched for some information from the Internet, about the literacy of an online writer, how to write a good golden chapter, what is a golden finger, and whether to let the protagonist soar......

At this moment, if you feel an electric current in your fingers, you have established a connection with your body.

He was not interested in grid novels, but at this moment, he was like a sponge, desperately trying to absorb nutrients from the Internet.

And then it was stored in my brain.

Chapter after chapter, in case the revised novel is updated in the writer's background, because it is not on the shelf, it can be revised at any time.

A group of bored readers found that after the author was updated, they couldn't stop.

"Please don't write it, you can't be Li Qingzhao if you change to heaven."

"God doesn't reward you for this bowl of rice, or you can change it to a goddess outside the sky, or change it to the most popular singer at the moment."

"Agree with the upstairs statement...... Oh no, I'll reserve my opinion and wait until you're done with it. ”

At this time, I didn't go to the abuse in the comment area at all, because he was already immersed in a magical state and out of control.

He felt like he was swimming in the world of novels, where was the jerky feeling he had before?

Just as he was about to get up and make a cup of coffee to comfort himself.

Suddenly, the laptop sounded "Dididi".

clicked on it to take a look, but the editor sent a message to Su Xiaonan: "Are you revising the novel? ”

In order to make it easier to contact her editor-in-charge, she also gave the instant messaging account she used to write.

The editor-in-charge of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion has every opportunity, and it is simply impossible to chat with the author.

It was only after opening it that I found out that Su Xiaonan's attitude towards the editor in charge was even more ruthless.

From beginning to end: ah, uh, oh, um, etc., perfunctory, if I was the editor-in-charge, I guess I would have kicked her a long time ago.

Looking at the flashing avatar on the screen, in case he replied: "There were some minor problems before, and they are being modified." ”