Chapter 102 Mulanci

"irritating!"

Although it was a novel written by her prospective boyfriend, Luo Xiyu felt disgusted when she saw the fragments.

However, she knew that Chu Fan had saved the manuscript, so she quickly sent him a message: "Chu Fan, I have finished reading today's update, and I still want to read it."

After a while, Chu Fan sent back a message: "One chapter will be updated on time tomorrow morning, you can read it then."

"I want to see it now." Luo Xiyu quickly replied.

"After reading the next chapter, you will still want to read the next chapter." Chu Fan, who was typing, had to chat with his girlfriend-to-be while typing intermittently.

But it’s strange to say that when no one is chatting with me, I always feel that my inspiration is dry. Once someone comes to talk to me, my creative ideas come flooding back.

For example, while typing and chatting with Luo Xiyu, Chu Fan has many plots he wants to write in his mind.

"I don't care, I just want to watch." After holding hands, Luo Xiyu had unknowingly put herself in the position of Chu Fan's girlfriend, who could act coquettishly or make trouble unreasonably.

"Okay, I'll add another chapter today." Chu Fan replied to Luo Xiyu, then opened the mobile writer assistant, saved and published the next chapter in the draft box.

After hearing that Chu Fan said there were more updates, Luo Xiyu quickly went up to take a look.

This sight made her even more disgusted.

It turns out that this chapter is still laying the groundwork. The protagonist appears on the stage. There is a kind of excitement and passion for fighting with the scholars, but when he is about to write poetry and articles, it disappears again.

As expected, after reading the next chapter, I still want to read the next chapter.

This time, Luo Xiyu stopped sending messages and called Chu Fan: "Chu Fan, are you internet writers so good at talking nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense, it's foreshadowing to arouse readers' emotions." Chu Fan explained.

"I think you are torturing people. I am so angry that I don't even want to see it." Luo Xiyu curled her lips.

Chu Fan smiled and said, "Then will you still watch it?"

After snorting, Luo Xiyu said truthfully: "Yes, I just want to hit you."

"That's good. A somewhat controversial work usually brings topic and heat." Chu Fan compromised with the market and followed the trend, so as to attract readers to follow.

Follow-up reading is an important data that is currently included in the recommendation mechanism across the entire network. For example, a book with 10,000 collections and 3,000 follow-up readings has a higher potential than a book with 20,000 collections and 2,000 follow-up readings. Editors prefer the former.

"I Open a Copy for the Human Race" only has more than 30 collections, but I am very satisfied with Chu Fan's reading, and there are probably around 20.

No contract, no recommendation, fantasy theme, and a newbie starting a book. With this data, he is satisfied.

The next morning, Chu Fan went to find Li Qingqing.

The richer the capital, the more stingy they are. I talked with Li Qingqing for more than an hour, from domestic to foreign countries, from a thousand years ago to modern times. After going out and making a phone call, Li Qingqing came back and agreed to buy "" for 50,000 yuan.

Lyrics copyright of "When Will the Bright Moon Come?"

"Brother Xiaofan, congratulations." After paying the copyright fee and signing the authorization, Li Qingqing reached out to Chu Fan.

"It's only right that I congratulate you." Chu Fan didn't appreciate it very much, and said: "With the value of this poem, the benefits to Luo Jinyu and your company are immeasurable. I am unknown and can only buy and sell in one go, for fifty thousand

I’ll sell it to you for 1 yuan, but I won’t get any favors.”

Indeed, if Chu Fan's reputation spreads far and wide, the song may not be sold for too high a price, reaching millions, but once sold, it is a favor.

Sometimes, money can't buy favors.

"Be patient, I'm very optimistic about you." Li Qingqing patted Chu Fan on the shoulder, and the previous unkindness and businesslike attitude disappeared.

"Thank you, I'm going back." Chu Fan waved and walked out of the small conference room provided by the hotel.

Standing at the door and watching Chu Fan leave, Li Qingqing sighed.

It's too difficult to be friends with someone like Chu Fan.

After the work talk, Li Qingqing wanted to invite Chu Fan to lunch, but he didn't accept.

If you can't talk about feelings during official business, then in private, the estrangement will be impossible to eliminate.

Although he was not a colleague, Li Qingqing remembered the classic saying circulating in the workplace: colleagues are colleagues, and never treat colleagues as friends.

a long distance away.

I ordered stir-fried snacks for lunch outside. While waiting for the food, Bo Xuan was busy surfing the Internet to catch up on updates and read the latest chapter of "I Open a Dungeon for the Human Race".

Bohan also read the extra chapter last night. The author's use of routines is getting more and more skillful, and he is very good at mobilizing readers' emotions. The most important thing is that the chapter breaks are very powerful, to the point of being heartbreaking.

Under normal circumstances, out of ten readers, less than one-third will stay to see the end.

But if it breaks the chapter and keeps readers interested, ten of them will rarely lose half of it.

Don't look at the readers who are cursing, but most of them will continue to follow after cursing.

On the contrary, if it is normal, no one scolds you, and it may be almost finished without making a sound.

"I don't know if this time, the author created his own poems or articles, or copied them from his previous life." Bo Xuan thought as he opened the latest chapter of "I Open a Copy for the Human Race".

Every time the protagonist writes poems and articles, he always responds to the occasion.

This time, distinguished scholars gathered together to write a hymn for a heroine.

This heroine disguised herself as a man, joined the army for her father, and made great achievements on the battlefield. However, after returning to the court, she did not want to serve as an official and only wanted to go home and be reunited.

As he read the latest chapter, Bo Xuan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

In this chapter, the author stops foreshadowing and finally lets the protagonist take action.

The reader's appetite can be whetted, but it cannot be whetted too hard. Too much is not enough.

The author, Waiting for Feng Chui Fan, is not a rookie, and he controls the rhythm very well. The plot of the story will not make people feel dry, nor will it make people feel that it is overwhelming.

"Mulan Ci"?" Seeing the protagonist take action and write these three words, Bo Xuan became excited.

In his memory, he had never seen such a poem or article.

Then, it is very likely that it is the original work of the author.

Bo Xuan has seen the author's originality before, otherwise he wouldn't have followed up on updates. He wanted to find the author's old friends and join the group to poach people.

Unfortunately, he still had no clue and couldn't remember where he had read a book with this style of writing.

As a result, it is almost impossible to add the author.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is weaving in every house. There is no sound of the machine, only the sigh of the woman." Seeing this, Bohan was excited.

It is original by the author!

"I asked my daughter what she was thinking about, and I asked her what she was remembering. I have nothing to think about, and I have nothing to remember. I saw the military notice last night, and the Khan ordered his troops. There are twelve volumes of military books, each with my name on it. Grandpa

I have no eldest son, and Mulan has no eldest brother. I would like to saddle the horse for the city, and from now on I will fight for my father."

Bo Xuan was completely excited, and his eyes filled with tears.

Awesome!

He prefers to read the author's original poems and articles than plot stories.

"Buy a horse in the east market, a saddle in the west market, a bridle in the south market, and a long whip in the north market. I will bid farewell to my mother-in-law and stay by the Yellow River at dusk. I will not hear my mother-in-law calling for a girl, but I will hear the splashing of the water in the Yellow River.

After going to the Yellow River, I arrived at the top of the Black Mountain at dusk. I didn’t hear my mother-in-law’s voice calling me, but I could hear the chirping of the wild horses in Yanshan Mountain.”

Kneel down!

Bo regret fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!