Chapter 298: 298
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Wu Xinyi is obviously writing at a speed that Li Luoyang can't understand. Especially when Li Luoyang sees Wu Xinyi's efficiency when writing with his pen, it feels like his speed of typing with the keyboard. The most important thing is that at this speed, Wu Xinyi can ensure the neat handwriting.
This is an incredible thing.
"Isn't it easy to do this? In fact, I just found out that in two days, when you take writing as a trick, you can use the breath accumulated in your body, and when the breath acts on your hand to drive the brush."
Wu Xinyi's eyes changed to "you know". Li Luoyang was a little ashamed. He could use Yuchi Gong's breath to practice Li Jing's sword technique, but he never thought he could use it when writing. As a result, Wu Xinyi succeeded in the experiment.
Without a chance to brush his fame, Li Luoyang was reluctant. Of course, he was more curious. Why did Wu Xinyi not show that kind of creativity and subjective initiative in martial arts practice in the past, but so positive in writing a book? Can it be said that Wu Xinyi's real talent is actually in literature?
This has been fully felt in the process of Li Luoyang reading novels. Although he only gave Wu Xinyi an outline idea of "mixed fantasy version", it can be said that Wu Xinyi is completely blank in this aspect, but people actually wrote a story, and it is very wonderful. At least Li Luoyang thinks it is very wonderful.
"Well, can I print what I write?"
"Twenty thousand words, in fact, have been a lot." Li Luoyang frowned.
"But you don't look very happy?" Wu Xinyi pouted. In her opinion, Li Luoyang frowning is a sign of dissatisfaction. As a novice in writing novels, Wu Xinyi's feeling of worrying about gain and loss is very common and common. At this time, Li Luoyang looks at Wu Xinyi like looking at his new assistant in his previous life with the plan just drawn up, That kind of uneasy mood.
"I just think 20000 words, in fact, the plot is not too much, but it's almost the same. Tang monk has appeared. What should we name this book?"
"Name it? Didn't you say it was called journey to the west? Do you think I wrote our book?"
"Isn't it? You wrote all these 20000 words. Of course, it's our book. As for the title of the book, it must be changed. What about monkey biography? After all, the protagonist of our book is actually Monkey King, not others."
"It's too ugly. It's even worse than the name of xianliangye you mentioned. I object to this name. Since you say I have credit for this book, I will never let you insult this book again."
"NIMA, you'll die if you express your opinions so frankly, don't you know?" Li Luoyang stared. He wanted to paste Wu Xinyi's face. Of course, it's debatable what kind of paste to use, but for the sake of 20000 words, Li Luoyang held back. Is it true that your ability to name is so bad?
"Well, you have two days to want a name. I'll take the 20000 words and modify them, and then obviously Zhou Lin will typeset it."
So far, the books published by Li's culture company have no hobby of printing the title in small characters on each page, so the absence of a name in this great and epoch-making story book does not affect the later typesetting and printing work. Even Li Luoyang can let Zhou Linkai print, of course, on the premise that he has to revise it again, No matter how rebellious Wu Xinyi's way of writing with martial arts moves is, the occurrence of typos will not change due to internal breathing.
At first, in Li Luoyang's mind, Wu Xinyi was just a gunman. Later, he found that Wu Xinyi was more like a humanoid typewriter. However, after he carefully read the 20000 word first draft again, he felt that he underestimated the girl. It was clear that she was a qualified writer, so he didn't know how long her creative enthusiasm could last.
"What book is this?"
Zhou Lin sat in front of Li Luoyang and read the 20000 word manuscript at one go. Although he still didn't adapt to the style of the novel, it didn't affect his attraction to the story, and the style of the article was obviously not Li Luoyang's taste, so Zhou Lin asked.
"It doesn't matter who wrote it. Do you think you can start typesetting these 20000 words?"
"There is no problem with printing and distribution, but can you guarantee that this person can complete the story? If it is not written in half, it will be a very heavy blow to our journal. In addition, I don't think it is a good thing to put such a story under the name of Liaozhai anecdotes."
"I've thought of this, so our journal needs to change its name. What do you think of funny talk?" Li Luoyang was a little cautious when he said the name. After being hit by Wu Xinyi, he really lost some confidence in himself.
"Will it look thinner if it's two words?" Zhou Lin asked with a frown.
"That's called half moon anecdotes?" Li Luoyang thought with his head tilted.
"But this is a complete story." Zhou Lin still didn't recognize it. Li Luoyang's confidence suffered a heavy blow again. He waved and said, "is the Liaozhai story no longer readable? Or do you have greatly improved your taste after reading the author's works, so you can't see the original Liaozhai story at all?"
"Well, I think there are still many people who like to watch Liaozhai, so Liaozhai stories can still be published." Zhou Lin said reluctantly, and Li Luoyang clearly heard an affirmation from his words - your Liaozhai story can't be compared with other people's stories at all.
Li Luoyang took a long breath and tried to calm his mood. "In fact, I think so. Journals are not only used to publish stories."
"Hmm?" Zhou Lin suddenly raised his head. Li Luoyang's words seemed to give him a new idea.
"Did you think of it? The story is always just a story, just a tool used by people to pass the boring time, but after all, we are real. When we open the door every day, there are firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. There are many people who want to know more real things, rather than ethereal gods, monsters and ghosts. In the past, they were not interested in our journals, but they It is also our potential customers. Now what we need to do is to win these potential customers. "
"When you say this, I suddenly see the light. It's better to listen to your words than to read for ten years." Zhou Lin stood up and bowed to Li Luoyang.
"Free, flat." Li Luoyang put on a cool broken death, and then they both laughed.
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Wu Xinyi is obviously writing at a speed that Li Luoyang can't understand. Especially when Li Luoyang sees Wu Xinyi's efficiency when writing with his pen, it feels like his speed of typing with the keyboard. The most important thing is that at this speed, Wu Xinyi can ensure the neat handwriting.
This is an incredible thing.
"Isn't it easy to do this? In fact, I just found out that in two days, when you take writing as a trick, you can use the breath accumulated in your body, and when the breath acts on your hand to drive the brush."
Wu Xinyi's eyes changed to "you know". Li Luoyang was a little ashamed. He could use Yuchi Gong's breath to practice Li Jing's sword technique, but he never thought he could use it when writing. As a result, Wu Xinyi succeeded in the experiment.
Without a chance to brush his fame, Li Luoyang was reluctant. Of course, he was more curious. Why did Wu Xinyi not show that kind of creativity and subjective initiative in martial arts practice in the past, but so positive in writing a book? Can it be said that Wu Xinyi's real talent is actually in literature?
This has been fully felt in the process of Li Luoyang reading novels. Although he only gave Wu Xinyi an outline idea of "mixed fantasy version", it can be said that Wu Xinyi is completely blank in this aspect, but people actually wrote a story, and it is very wonderful. At least Li Luoyang thinks it is very wonderful.
"Well, can I print what I write?"
"Twenty thousand words, in fact, have been a lot." Li Luoyang frowned.
"But you don't look very happy?" Wu Xinyi pouted. In her opinion, Li Luoyang frowning is a sign of dissatisfaction. As a novice in writing novels, Wu Xinyi's feeling of worrying about gain and loss is very common and common. At this time, Li Luoyang looks at Wu Xinyi like looking at his new assistant in his previous life with the plan just drawn up, That kind of uneasy mood.
"I just think 20000 words, in fact, the plot is not too much, but it's almost the same. Tang monk has appeared. What should we name this book?"
"Name it? Didn't you say it was called journey to the west? Do you think I wrote our book?"
"Isn't it? You wrote all these 20000 words. Of course, it's our book. As for the title of the book, it must be changed. What about monkey biography? After all, the protagonist of our book is actually Monkey King, not others."
"It's too ugly. It's even worse than the name of xianliangye you mentioned. I object to this name. Since you say I have credit for this book, I will never let you insult this book again."
"NIMA, you'll die if you express your opinions so frankly, don't you know?" Li Luoyang stared. He wanted to paste Wu Xinyi's face. Of course, it's debatable what kind of paste to use, but for the sake of 20000 words, Li Luoyang held back. Is it true that your ability to name is so bad?
"Well, you have two days to want a name. I'll take the 20000 words and modify them, and then obviously Zhou Lin will typeset it."
So far, the books published by Li's culture company have no hobby of printing the title in small characters on each page, so the absence of a name in this great and epoch-making story book does not affect the later typesetting and printing work. Even Li Luoyang can let Zhou Linkai print, of course, on the premise that he has to revise it again, No matter how rebellious Wu Xinyi's way of writing with martial arts moves is, the occurrence of typos will not change due to internal breathing.
At first, in Li Luoyang's mind, Wu Xinyi was just a gunman. Later, he found that Wu Xinyi was more like a humanoid typewriter. However, after he carefully read the 20000 word first draft again, he felt that he underestimated the girl. It was clear that she was a qualified writer, so he didn't know how long her creative enthusiasm could last.
"What book is this?"
Zhou Lin sat in front of Li Luoyang and read the 20000 word manuscript at one go. Although he still didn't adapt to the style of the novel, it didn't affect his attraction to the story, and the style of the article was obviously not Li Luoyang's taste, so Zhou Lin asked.
"It doesn't matter who wrote it. Do you think you can start typesetting these 20000 words?"
"There is no problem with printing and distribution, but can you guarantee that this person can complete the story? If it is not written in half, it will be a very heavy blow to our journal. In addition, I don't think it is a good thing to put such a story under the name of Liaozhai anecdotes."
"I've thought of this, so our journal needs to change its name. What do you think of funny talk?" Li Luoyang was a little cautious when he said the name. After being hit by Wu Xinyi, he really lost some confidence in himself.
"Will it look thinner if it's two words?" Zhou Lin asked with a frown.
"That's called half moon anecdotes?" Li Luoyang thought with his head tilted.
"But this is a complete story." Zhou Lin still didn't recognize it. Li Luoyang's confidence suffered a heavy blow again. He waved and said, "is the Liaozhai story no longer readable? Or do you have greatly improved your taste after reading the author's works, so you can't see the original Liaozhai story at all?"
"Well, I think there are still many people who like to watch Liaozhai, so Liaozhai stories can still be published." Zhou Lin said reluctantly, and Li Luoyang clearly heard an affirmation from his words - your Liaozhai story can't be compared with other people's stories at all.
Li Luoyang took a long breath and tried to calm his mood. "In fact, I think so. Journals are not only used to publish stories."
"Hmm?" Zhou Lin suddenly raised his head. Li Luoyang's words seemed to give him a new idea.
"Did you think of it? The story is always just a story, just a tool used by people to pass the boring time, but after all, we are real. When we open the door every day, there are firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. There are many people who want to know more real things, rather than ethereal gods, monsters and ghosts. In the past, they were not interested in our journals, but they It is also our potential customers. Now what we need to do is to win these potential customers. "
"When you say this, I suddenly see the light. It's better to listen to your words than to read for ten years." Zhou Lin stood up and bowed to Li Luoyang.
"Free, flat." Li Luoyang put on a cool broken death, and then they both laughed.
Wu Xinyi is obviously writing at a speed that Li Luoyang can't understand. Especially when Li Luoyang sees Wu Xinyi's efficiency when writing with his pen, it feels like his speed of typing with the keyboard. The most important thing is that at this speed, Wu Xinyi can ensure the neat handwriting.This is an incredible thing."Isn't it easy to do this? In fact, I just found out that in two days, when you take writing as a trick, you can use the breath accumulated in your body, and when the breath acts on your hand to drive the brush."Wu Xinyi's eyes changed to "you know". Li Luoyang was a little ashamed. He could use Yuchi Gong's breath to practice Li Jing's sword technique, but he never thought he could use it when writing. As a result, Wu Xinyi succeeded in the experiment.Without a chance to brush his fame, Li Luoyang was reluctant. Of course, he was more curious. Why did Wu Xinyi not show that kind of creativity and subjective initiative in martial arts practice in the past, but so positive in writing a book? Can it be said that Wu Xinyi's real talent is actually in literature?This has been fully felt in the process of Li Luoyang reading novels. Although he only gave Wu Xinyi an outline idea of "mixed fantasy version", it can be said that Wu Xinyi is completely blank in this aspect, but people actually wrote a story, and it is very wonderful. At least Li Luoyang thinks it is very wonderful."Well, can I print what I write?""Twenty thousand words, in fact, have been a lot." Li Luoyang frowned."But you don't look very happy?" Wu Xinyi pouted. In her opinion, Li Luoyang frowning is a sign of dissatisfaction. As a novice in writing novels, Wu Xinyi's feeling of worrying about gain and loss is very common and common. At this time, Li Luoyang looks at Wu Xinyi like looking at his new assistant in his previous life with the plan just drawn up, That kind of uneasy mood."I just think 20000 words, in fact, the plot is not too much, but it's almost the same. Tang monk has appeared. What should we name this book?""Name it? Didn't you say it was called journey to the west? Do you think I wrote our book?""Isn't it? You wrote all these 20000 words. Of course, it's our book. As for the title of the book, it must be changed. What about monkey biography? After all, the protagonist of our book is actually Monkey King, not others.""It's too ugly. It's even worse than the name of xianliangye you mentioned. I object to this name. Since you say I have credit for this book, I will never let you insult this book again.""NIMA, you'll die if you express your opinions so frankly, don't you know?" Li Luoyang stared. He wanted to paste Wu Xinyi's face. Of course, it's debatable what kind of paste to use, but for the sake of 20000 words, Li Luoyang held back. Is it true that your ability to name is so bad?"Well, you have two days to want a name. I'll take the 20000 words and modify them, and then obviously Zhou Lin will typeset it."So far, the books published by Li's culture company have no hobby of printing the title in small characters on each page, so the absence of a name in this great and epoch-making story book does not affect the later typesetting and printing work. Even Li Luoyang can let Zhou Linkai print, of course, on the premise that he has to revise it again, No matter how rebellious Wu Xinyi's way of writing with martial arts moves is, the occurrence of typos will not change due to internal breathing.At first, in Li Luoyang's mind, Wu Xinyi was just a gunman. Later, he found that Wu Xinyi was more like a humanoid typewriter. However, after he carefully read the 20000 word first draft again, he felt that he underestimated the girl. It was clear that she was a qualified writer, so he didn't know how long her creative enthusiasm could last."What book is this?"Zhou Lin sat in front of Li Luoyang and read the 20000 word manuscript at one go. Although he still didn't adapt to the style of the novel, it didn't affect his attraction to the story, and the style of the article was obviously not Li Luoyang's taste, so Zhou Lin asked."It doesn't matter who wrote it. Do you think you can start typesetting these 20000 words?""There is no problem with printing and distribution, but can you guarantee that this person can complete the story? If it is not written in half, it will be a very heavy blow to our journal. In addition, I don't think it is a good thing to put such a story under the name of Liaozhai anecdotes.""I've thought of this, so our journal needs to change its name. What do you think of funny talk?" Li Luoyang was a little cautious when he said the name. After being hit by Wu Xinyi, he really lost some confidence in himself."Will it look thinner if it's two words?" Zhou Lin asked with a frown."That's called half moon anecdotes?" Li Luoyang thought with his head tilted."But this is a complete story." Zhou Lin still didn't recognize it. Li Luoyang's confidence suffered a heavy blow again. He waved and said, "is the Liaozhai story no longer readable? Or do you have greatly improved your taste after reading the author's works, so you can't see the original Liaozhai story at all?""Well, I think there are still many people who like to watch Liaozhai, so Liaozhai stories can still be published." Zhou Lin said reluctantly, and Li Luoyang clearly heard an affirmation from his words - your Liaozhai story can't be compared with other people's stories at all.Li Luoyang took a long breath and tried to calm his mood. "In fact, I think so. Journals are not only used to publish stories.""Hmm?" Zhou Lin suddenly raised his head. Li Luoyang's words seemed to give him a new idea."Did you think of it? The story is always just a story, just a tool used by people to pass the boring time, but after all, we are real. When we open the door every day, there are firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. There are many people who want to know more real things, rather than ethereal gods, monsters and ghosts. In the past, they were not interested in our journals, but they It is also our potential customers. Now what we need to do is to win these potential customers. ""When you say this, I suddenly see the light. It's better to listen to your words than to read for ten years." Zhou Lin stood up and bowed to Li Luoyang."Free, flat." Li Luoyang put on a cool broken death, and then they both laughed.
