Hua Manlou picked up the pen several times and then put it down. His handsome face kept changing back and forth between wanting to laugh and being confused. He persisted in writing three to five lines and then checked them off one by one. Finally, he put down the pen.
"Why don't you write about him as a girl?" Hua Manlou pinched her sleeves, with a pitiful look in her empty eyes: "He and I are very good friends, and he is a good person. He is also very generous and generous, and very loyal to his friends. To arrange him like this, I really... really can't write..."
I have to admit that Li Mochou's idea is indeed a good one. She gave full play to the strengths of each person. For example, she is good at creating a story development trend that suits the taste of the game, while Lei Chun is good at grasping the rhythm of the story and knowing where to describe in detail and where to speak briefly. Huamanlou’s writing style is the best Well, every scene and thing in his works, every person's appearance, expression, and behavior can be described just right, making people feel as if they have really seen this scene, as if there really is such a person around them.
But the idea of loss is also a real loss.
This leaves about ten pages of lively content.
Seeing the House Full of Flowers was too difficult, and she couldn't even hold back a few words for an hour. Li Mochou had no choice but to give up this wonderful idea, and reluctantly let Lu Xiaofeng change from a man who challenged secular ethics to an ordinary man who conquered the country and the city. woman.
Now the writing becomes a little smoother.
The first round took two days. Although there were some small disputes in the middle, it was a good start. By the second and third rounds, it was extremely smooth and silky, and the three people's cooperation became more and more tacit. .
Every day at dawn, the three of them get up on time to freshen up. During breakfast, you and I discuss the plot word by word. After eating, Lei Chun first drafts the outline and finalizes the details, such as where to turn, Where to set up foreshadowing, which sentence to pave the way for the rest of the story, Huamanlou was responsible for filling in and expanding the text, and naturally there was a lot of confusion. Finally, Li Mochou read it again, deleted or subtracted it, and transcribed it from beginning to end. The day has almost passed.
The food and daily necessities in the room will always appear automatically when they should appear, of course there are exceptions.
The story has developed to the middle stage. Li Mochou and Lei Chun had serious differences because of the direction of a plot. Both of them tried to persuade each other. When they found that their language was already very pale, Li Mochou's slap was almost necessary. The call came to Lei Chun's face. Lei Chun didn't know martial arts, but he was not stupid. He hid behind Hua Manlou, kept talking, and tried his best to fight the fire.
Have Li Mochou ever been so angry? Fairy Chi Lian didn't scream for nothing, she immediately bit her silver teeth secretly, with a touch of coldness hidden on her fingertips, and the Ice Soul Divine Needle went straight to Hua Manlou's heart in an instant.
——It was rolled up by Liu Yunfei’s sleeves and fell to the ground with a jingle.
"Okay, you are very good!" Li Mochou sneered.
The subtle emotional understanding that the three people had worked together and communicated for several days suddenly collapsed.
The table they were working on together was kicked over, and the inkstone was buckled to the ceiling. The ink evenly covered the floor, and draft papers flew all over the sky like snowflakes. Even the system was not spared. It somehow entered. When the water fell out, the light screen flashed a few times and turned completely black.
After that, for three whole days, there was no food in the room, and even the running water in the water pipe stopped.
The trio were dumbfounded.
People only have a lot of worries and unnecessary disputes when they are full. When they are so hungry that they feel dizzy, it is a waste of saliva to even say a word, let alone say anything more. Doing something stupid like putting ink on a teammate's head.
On the fourth day, Lei Chun was quietly sorting out the manuscript, Hua Manlou was silently tidying up the house, and Li Mochou was holding her chin in one hand and writing quickly with the other. She wrote more than two thousand words, and finally stayed up until night. Finally there was water in the water pipe again, and after a while, the aroma of porridge and side dishes came into the kitchen.
Conflicts can be alleviated, ideas can be reconnected, messed up rooms can be tidied up, and manuscripts that have been torn into pieces can be rewritten, but the time that has passed can never be recovered.
There were only ten days left before the manuscript was due. Counting the numbers, there was still a shortfall of more than 200,000 yuan. What was even worse was that the three of them racked their brains and couldn't think of anything else to write.
In those 400,000 words, Miss Lu Xiaofeng slept with Ye Gucheng, Su Mengzhen, Ximen Chuixue, and Bai Choufei. This was planned and unplanned. She also seduced many people in the world and the court. Several senior officials...
Ximen Chuixue also experienced being His wife had been betrayed, his brother had betrayed him, his lover had betrayed him, he had been stabbed more than twenty times by evil villains, he had been saved from life and death more than ten times by various heroes, and he had been seriously injured and dying six or seven times... As for Su Meng Pillow, in the story, every woman has had emotional entanglements with him, and every man has stolen women from him.
Of course, the article is indispensable for interspersed with some intrigues, some gods and ghosts, and supernatural legends. Several protagonists who can lose their memory all lost their memory once, and those who can fall off a cliff also fall over a cliff...
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What more can be written?
"How about letting Lu Xiaofeng get pregnant again?" Lei Chun suggested: "Based on the current situation, she probably doesn't know who the child is, which is ridiculous. "
"I don't think it's right." Huamanlou said: "Although she made a mistake, she is still a kind woman. She has experienced so many tragic things and has just lived a peaceful life. Don’t bother her with life.”
< br>"That's not what you said when you arranged for her to have a miscarriage after being kicked in the stomach by Ximen Chuixue." Li Mochou snorted lightly: "But I don't think it's appropriate either. I've written this approach twice. It goes on and on and on and on. "
As she said this, she flipped through the manuscript she had written before and asked, "Have the buttons of the top ten villains been rounded? I remember there is one last one?"
Lei Chun went to the kitchen to get some refreshments and distributed them. He held a piece on a plate and stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, watching the ebb and flow. He said calmly: "Stop looking for it. It's dead. It will be exposed in the thirty-sixth chapter." ”
李Mochou just leaned back on the chair and pinched her temples with her hands: "When will this day end! I feel like vomiting when I see these names now!"
I just feel like vomiting now, and I will probably vomit in a while. I want to jump into the sea.
When pessimism comes out, it is like a flood, and no one can stop it. Li Mochou asked: "After this article is written, will there be another one, and the next one? And are we going to be trapped here and keep writing?"
"Maybe I have died a long time ago, and everything here is just a dream of mine..." Lei Chun suddenly said: "Maybe I am dreaming, and you are all just people in my dream."
"Stand still, I will give you two slaps, and you will know whether you are dreaming or not."
Hua Manlou immediately stood up from his seat, ready to fight, but was Li Mochou, who was sitting aside, pulled her back: "Just say whatever you want. "Why are you panicking?"
"Hurry up and start working. Two hundred thousand words is actually not much. Just add some shopping, bathing, and eating in each chapter, and it will probably make it through."
Lei Chun was slightly startled by Li Mochou's words. She quickly returned to the table and a plate of pastries was thrown out casually. She didn't care and said, "Let's write the end of this story. It’s time to end.”
Huamanlou said: "But the number of words..."
"Have you ever made sweet-scented osmanthus cake? I once saw vendors making cakes on the streets of Bianjing. If the glutinous rice flour is not enough, they will add water to it!"
Lei Chun’s hands were slender and beautiful, and her crystal round nails pinched the 400,000 She smiled and said: "Our sweet-scented osmanthus cake had too much glutinous rice flour at the beginning. Fortunately, it hasn't been sold yet. Now we don't have enough flour, so just add some water."
...
Under dozens of cherry blossom trees, there is a four-story villa.
The villa is pink and white, exquisite and magnificent, just like a princess's dream castle.
The decoration inside is naturally like a dream. Huge crystal lamps hang from the towering ceiling. Dozens of bright star lamps and glass balls are hung on the ceiling. The rotating building leads directly up and down, and the hall is bright. It is spacious, with two huge pink sofas placed in the middle. As long as you sit on them, you can see the cherry blossoms in full bloom outside the window and flying in the wind no matter what angle you look at.
The sofa is covered with various cartoon dolls.
Shi Potian was sitting among the dolls, with headphones on and a computer in front of him.
He was live broadcasting. First he greeted the people in the live broadcast room very politely and enthusiastically, and played exciting music in a familiar place.
He cleared his throat, and a different kind of excitement flashed in his big innocent puppy-like eyes.
“What I bring to you today is "Drunk by Drinking alone". I hope you like it. Thank you, thank you..."
Yuan Shisanhan sat far away, as if he was afraid that he would be It seemed to be recorded on the screen, but when Shi Potian shouted with all his strength, "Dear girl, please touch the piano gently", this grandmaster who looked very handsome and majestic, but was actually an old man, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He stepped forward and slapped the young man who was performing hard on the shoulder, with anger in his voice: "That's enough!"
Shi Potian turned his head, his innocent eyes filled with tears. It's innocent: "What's wrong?"
Yuan Shisanxian pointed at the screen and said: "You have been singing hard for many days, how many people are looking at you?"
Shi Potian said: "Twenty-six, what's wrong?"
The Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty simply hates the fact that iron cannot become steel!
He is a very conceited and proud person, even a little perverse and extreme. He wanted to build a career, but he wasted half his life, and now he is trapped in a place like this, with nowhere to display his talents. It's already very annoying, but let's look at who are the people who come with him?
Although the boy in front of me is not very old, his powerful inner strength can be said to be at its peak! With such talent and martial arts, without thinking about how to get out of trouble or build a career, you are smiling at the screen every day and shouting "One person is drunk after drinking"?
Yuan Shisanhan was furious at being imprisoned, but Shi Potian was not. He still said with a silly smile: "Although there are a few people for the time being, I will work hard!"
"You are trying so hard!"< br>
He looked around and said, "Where is the boy named Ye? Why don't you see him?"
Shi Potian said: "I don't know, maybe he's still in the room? I haven't seen him since now."
Yuan Shisanxian snorted and slapped Shi Potian on the head. A slap in the face: "Go and find out which room he hanged in!"
(End of this chapter)
The author said: The city lord did not hang himself, the city lord was watching the live broadcast
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