The Great Wall, as the name suggests, is a very long city wall.

There are roads under your feet, and there is a beacon tower not far away. After walking two in a row, it has reached seven kilometers away.

As we walked and chatted, time passed quickly, only Fat Ding was exhausted, lying in Owen's arms, gasping heavily, and her big belly was rising and falling.

I was full of expectations before climbing the Great Wall, but after reading it, I realized that it was actually the same. Han Xuan met an unknown writer on the way back, whose pen name was Liangchen.

Retrieved from "beautiful scenery", it means a beautiful time. This guy looks gentle and gentle, and he is also considered a handsome guy. He is only twenty-two years old this year.

He just graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University. He was the top scorer in the college entrance examination of the arts of Huizhou Province and entered this top domestic prestigious school. After graduation, his classmates generally taught as teachers or slashed their heads into government agencies, only he followed his dreams and resolutely pursued poetry and distant places.

By chance, I heard that American online literature has become popular, so I bought a computer several times and locked it up at home all day long, hoping to use this new platform to gain a reputation.

However, ideals are always better than reality.

The first book took him three months and wrote a total of 520,000 words. The theme was the love story of a man and a woman who went to the countryside during the turbulent era. Huhhlala was all put on the forum, and three days later... a total of 17 clicks.

It has already sunk into the Pacific Ocean, and all four comments are talking about the author's talent, but there is no comment on the article at all. In short, it is a failure.

With the last hope, they printed it out and sent it to several publishing houses, and they all tactfully rejected the publishing request.

Hearing the other party complaining, Han Xuan instantly came up with the key point and said to him: "The people who are learning to use computers are mostly young people, and most of them are science and engineering boys who are more interested in high-tech products.

I think they shouldn't be interested in that era. Many people are writing similar topics. The times are different. You should want to find something new so that those people will be interested.

If you are willing to spend some money and ask the forum administrator to top your post, I think this will work better…”

It is easy to make new friends when traveling, because everyone is an outsider and will have a relaxed attitude, so Han Xuan just looked for this person in person and spoke to the floppy author who shouted "You are the typing dog!" in front of Shanhe.

An online writer can now be regarded as an emerging profession. There are no more than two hundred people in the whole of China. Han Xuan is looking at him with the eyes of looking at giant pandas.

"What do you mean by the new subject?"

The other party asked in confusion. The domestic literary world is still poor now, and there are a lot of martial arts novels written by Jin Yong, Gu Long and others.

In addition, for example, "'think' is a 'appearance' above, and a 'appearance' below, that is your appearance and my heart. You have occupied my heart, and you dare to ask if I miss you?" and other Qiong Yao love literature.

As a person who has experienced it, Han Xuan knows how to develop the Internet literature society in the future. The opportunity is no smaller than that of traditional literature, and the room for improvement is infinite, and it is very promising. It is a good profession.

Explained: "There are many subjects that China can explore, such as the mythical and legendary magic medicine, various strange beasts in "Shan Hai Jing", picking stars with hands, exhaling into the Hongmeng universe, passing through the long river of time and space with one sword, slaughtering old enemies ten thousand years ago, isn't it cool?

Otherwise, I would write that someone went into business and made great fortunes all the way, and took away the position of wealth in my world.

Starbucks is his, and Citibank is his. I have money to buy, I allow you to do this, but you are not allowed to make any idea of ​​Anya, otherwise you will definitely suffer.

You should know that most people in the real world are unsuccessful, and emotions and ** can be vented in literary works, bring themselves in, and imagine the protagonist as himself.

Whether it is to say that these people escape from reality or are dissatisfied with the status quo, some works can indeed make them feel relaxed and satisfied. If you can do this, it is the success of being an author.

Take them to places where they can’t go, do things they can’t do, rob tombs, treasure hunts, and pick up girls. No matter what kind of readers you like, you will like.”

This statement is too far ahead for today's online writers. The person in front of him was a little scared, as if he had been opened up all the fog in his head, imagining a new vast world.

His pores were relaxed. At this moment, he knew what he should write. He followed the crowd and ran behind the pioneers forever. He wanted to set up a school in the literary world and create a new theme!

When he came to his senses, Han Xuan had already walked a long way.

It was not that Han Xuan wanted to run away, but that it was suddenly thundering in the sky, and he felt that he had leaked the "secrets of heaven" again.

At noon, the weather starts to turn cloudy and it is going to rain

I ran all the way and arrived at the place where the helicopter was parked, but I was still soaked in the chicken. I shivered and sat in the wet clothes. The helicopter took off in the rain and left and returned to the city.

After finding a square with a flat and open terrain, Han Xuan had already sneezed twice on the way. The most important thing was that his underwear was stuck to his legs, which was very uncomfortable.

When he said goodbye to Lieutenant General Lie's assistant, he saw that the other party's clothes were soaked, Han Xuan said to him: "Go to take a shower together, and wait until the rain stops before leaving.

You have wasted so much time with me today. If you still get sick because of this, it would be my fault."

Lieutenant Colonel surnamed Liu is about thirty-five years old and has the face of Zhang Guo.

Hearing Han Xuan’s words, he looked at a bathing center called Tianshang Renjian on the side of the square, and quickly refused, "No, no! We often get wet in the rain during training, and we are in great health."

"It's okay, come together.

I will go to the US Embassy later. It seems that the rain will not last long. You can send me there and leave."

There is no way to refuse to say this, and he nodded after thinking for a while. In order to pay attention to the influence, Lieutenant Colonel Liu whispered to other soldiers to take off their epaulettes. Anyway, he was already wet and ran across the square and across the square.

After changing his shoes, the female bodyguard accompanied Isabelle, and the men all followed Han Xuan. As for Fat Ding, he was afraid that he would do something embarrassing to enter the women's bathing area, so he was taken away by Han Xuan.

There are many different opinions on why bath centers in the United States cannot become popular.

Some people say they focus on horrible rumors about soap. In fact, the real reason is that white people have a strong body odor, so they like to take a bath in the morning. In addition, they also like to build bathtubs at home. Because of these reasons, there are not many for-profit bathing centers on the streets of the United States.

The name of Heaven and Earth made Han Xuan think about it. He couldn't figure out whether it was the future family. It looked normal on the surface, so he didn't care.
Chapter completed!