Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 2: There are skills in pretending to behave

Xu Shaocong hurried back to the dormitory and saw Zhao Qian sitting in front of the computer typing wildly, and didn't care much at the beginning.

It was a hot day. I went down and came up again and again. When I touched my back, I felt wet and my whole body was covered in sweat.

Alas, fat guys are just miserable.

Pour yourself a glass of water and drink it all in one sip. Yu Guang saw Zhao Qian looking at the computer with concentration, not paying attention to his existence at all. Xu Shaocong was curious.

He knew that Zhao Qian was writing novels, but Zhao Qian had never liked Zhang Yang, and the novels he wrote were never allowed to be read by others. Instead, it seemed even more mysterious. He was itchy for a moment, so he quietly walked behind Zhao Qian and planned to spy on it.

As he expected, Zhao Qian was indeed writing novels, and he seemed to be in the urban form of the plot.

As a result, I suddenly became interested.

Xu Shaocong usually reads novels, whether it is fantasy, fairy tale or urban science fiction, he has dabbled in it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an old bookworm.

He didn't see the plot written by Zhao Qian before, but just from the plot on the screen, his level is pretty good. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qian is not so good at showing off, and he is so slapped in the face.

Xu Shaocong became more and more fascinated as he watched it, and he had successfully immersed himself in it.

After a long time, Zhao Qian finally stopped moving, took a deep breath, and subconsciously looked at the time. Almost an hour had passed. He rubbed his sore fingers and wrists, and checked the number of words. He actually "written" more than 8,000 words.

It's so awesome, it's only an hour. If you follow this speed, wouldn't you be able to write tens of thousands of dollars a day?

Zhao Qian was a little excited, but he didn't expect that his silly man would become a (pseudo-)tenta monster one day.

He stretched his waist and found someone standing behind him. He was shocked. When he turned around, he saw that it was Xu Shaocong and was immediately annoyed: "Damn it, when did you come back? There was no sound at all, so I scared you to death!"

While speaking, I did not forget to shrink the document.

Xu Shaocong didn't care about anything else and asked quickly: "Brother Qian, is this a novel you wrote? Is there any more? Let me take a look!"

I just saw the nervous plot, but it was gone, and it was not so broken. The authors on the Internet were out of context, so it would be fine if they could not crawl over the Internet cable and cut people down. Isn’t this in front of me still urged me to update?

Zhao Qian waved his hand disgustedly: "Go away, what kind of style is the way to pull and pull? What novel? I don't know!"

When Zhao Qian heard Xu Shaocong say he wanted to read what he wrote, he instinctively resisted. This was related to his personal habits. When he wrote something, he didn't like to let people around him see it, and he thought it was a shameful thing. So although the classmates in the dormitory knew that he was writing novels, he had never read it before.

Who knew that Xu Shaocong actually shouted: "Brother Qian, you can't treat me like this. At least we have been bedridden for more than a year. If you know the depth of me, I know your length. Just let me see if you can?"

"Get out!"

Zhao Qian got goosebumps and was furious: "Stop being disgusting. Why bed together for more than a year? Is it good for the shop?"

Xu Shaocong said earnestly: "Brother Qian, Boss Zhao, please let me watch it for a while."

At first, I was just out of curiosity, but after reading it for a while, I suddenly felt that the novel was very beautiful, which made people feel the urge to continue reading. Zhao Qian suddenly turned off the document, and Xu Shaocong felt like a kitten's claws were scratching.

"I don't like what others read what I write." Zhao Qian frowned, and hesitated again. He suddenly felt that now was a good opportunity to show off. Isn't his moral integrity scarce? Now? The system said that there is no limit on pretending to behave, so that he can earn more moral integrity!

Xu Shaocong looked serious: "Can I be considered someone else? I am your brother! Let's take a look and I won't get pregnant. At most I will treat you tonight for a midnight snack!"

Anyway, I always have to go down to buy midnight snacks, so I will bring him one by the way. In order to satisfy my desire to pursue more, Xu Shaocong also invested in it.

Zhao Qian looked contemptuous, but it was undeniable that when he saw Xu Shaocong begging him so anxiously, he felt very happy. He immediately pretended to be silent, and then cleared his throat: "Cough, since you begged me so sincerely, then I will mercifully allow you to watch my masterpiece! You must cherish this opportunity, oh by the way, can't you disclose this to outsiders, do you understand?"

"I understand, I guarantee it!" Xu Shaocong's eyes lit up and nodded repeatedly, just like he was swearing.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for showing off successfully, with a moral integrity value of +5..." The system prompted to remember it at the right time.

Zhao Qian was delighted, and this step was indeed the right one.

Although the 5-point moral value is not much, as long as you accumulate more, you believe that you can accumulate it again soon, and then you can exchange novels with higher value. Of course, you can't rely solely on one work if you want to become a real writer.

"It's too little, it's less than ten thousand words in total."

After spending a few minutes reading the manuscript in the document, Xu Shaocong felt a little regretful and asked, "Where is the one behind?"

"I'll just write so much for the time being." Zhao Qian played with his mobile phone. He used his mobile phone to check some information about the world while Xu Shaocong was reading novels.

Xu Shaocong suddenly felt bitter: "No?" The seedlings of only 8,000 words were just in the pit. When did they have to wait for fattening?

"I beg for updates, boss!" Xu Shaocong was almost offering his knees.

Zhao Qian looked calm and said, "What's the matter? The novel plot is all in my mind. You can write it any time you want. It's easy to get tens of thousands of words a day."

Xu Shaocong was shocked. He was 10,000 words a day. It was so amazing that my brother could even struggle with his 800-word composition for a long time.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for showing off successfully, with a moral value of +5..."

After hearing the system prompt, Zhao Qian was excited. Haha, he was indeed a genius, but he learned the secret of pretending without a teacher. It seems that if he wants to earn more integrity in the future, he has to show off more.

Xu Shaocong asked: "By the way, Brother Qian, I think your level is no worse than those great masters. Then how much money did you make in this book?"

When Zhao Qian said that, he was so frustrated: "I missed the book."

If he didn't fail, he should have earned tens of thousands of dollars a month now, and he would have been sleeping in young models every day. But in a blink of an eye, he felt relieved again. Anyway, he had the system in hand now, and I believe that becoming a god is not a dream. At that time, hehe...

What is the purpose of writing a book?

Isn’t it just to make my life full of stinky stinky?!

"Oh." Xu Shaocong saw that his face was not good-looking, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhao Qian suddenly felt proud: "Don't worry, I won't be long before I will become a great god. At that time, I will earn one million a month, and I will take you to the Great Sword One Dragon."

Even if Xu Shaocong smiled, he didn't take it seriously, but if there was a day, he would be happy for Zhao Qian.

...

Qihang Chinese is the world's largest novel website.

Zhao Qian directly registered an author account, which was called "half-paper love letter" like before.

Create a work, upload the first two chapters of "The God-Level Prodigal", and then wait for review.

I don’t have to go to class today. When I come back after dinner, Zhao Qian continues to write. The more manuscripts are, the better. He also plans to make a big explosion after signing the contract and putting it on the shelves.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qian opened the author's backstage and found that the new book had been reviewed and 8 more collections were added. What surprised him even more was that several comments appeared in the book review area.

"The book is good, I have collected it. Please accept the five chapters of recommendation tickets."

"Damn, this book is poisonous. The tricks of pretending are too deep and I can't stop at all. I beg for updates!"

"Which great master's vest is the author? It's well written!"

Seeing this, Zhao Qian smiled. It would be a good sign that someone could see it.

Zhao Qian was in a good mood and uploaded two more chapters, but did not publish them immediately. Instead, he chose to schedule until noon tomorrow. After doing all this, he thought about it and changed the introduction casually, adding a sentence to the end.

"This book is kept in millions of words, welcome to collect it!"

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