Chapter 754

Jing Jiu was stunned before he understood what she meant. He didn't go further on this topic and asked, "how to write a novel?"

Of course, this is not about writing skills. Zhong Lizi explained: "there are two kinds of common writing now. One is conscious writing, which directly collects your conscious fluctuations and automatically presents them in words. The biggest problem with this method is that people's thinking is out of control, and it is easy to have some messy fragments. Serious writers who win Literature Awards like this, but those who write business novels rarely use it, because it is too troublesome to modify. Of course, another reason is that the equipment needed for consciousness collection is too expensive. "

Well nine said, "another?"

Zhong Lizi took out a small, finger like thing from the room and said, "another way is to use a remote sensing pen."

After saying this, she gave him a demonstration, put the finger cover on the index finger of her right hand, and then began to vibrate quickly. A row of words soon appeared on the computer light screen, and there were no mistakes.

Well nine asked, "what's the difference between this and using paper and pen?"

Zhong Lizi took off his gloves and put them next to the computer. He said seriously, "it's faster and cheaper than using paper and pen."

Jingjiu thought that what he didn't need to pay attention to didn't mean that these mortals didn't need it, so he took the computer back to his room.

Zhong Lizi took back his sight of the closed door and went into the kitchen to start today's dinner.

Tasteless but healthy and reasonable nutritional blocks, even if sent with tea, are also so unpleasant.

If it was normal, she would complain a few words, but she was distracted at this time and didn't notice how those nutritional blocks were eaten by herself.

——Everyone's first novel is actually about himself. The story he wrote in the room at this time must be set in the beautiful world above. It is about the gratitude and resentment of the upper class society. It can't be said that there are any secret stories of the noble family, and it may even contact a young lady in the priest family

The silver haired girl thought that if the novel could be popular, how much money could she share?

Happy.

Or better, he was taken back by his family, but he didn't have the heart to separate from himself, so he took himself back, and then... Yes, I am such an ignorant girl who is greedy for wealth and glory. Who makes him look so good!

Thinking of these things, she patted off the residue of the nutrient block on her hand, took out the tea bag, made a cup of tea, pushed open the study door and went in.

"There must be some handyman at the beginning. I can write it with you for a few days."

Zhong Lizi put the teacup on the windowsill, turned and looked at Jing Jiu sitting on the floor. He said with concern: "don't worry... Eh... You're finished?"

Her voice grew louder and louder until she finally picked it up and expressed an incredible question.

"At the end of the seventh volume... He saw the warships."

When Jing Jiu finished writing this line, he turned off the computer, looked at the silver haired girl and said, "I haven't finished it yet, but I'm here for the time being."

Zhong Lizi looked very confused. After a long time, he suddenly woke up and said, "you liar, you must have written the manuscript before!"

But where did he put his novel written in advance? It can't be the college network. He doesn't have a bracelet and doesn't seem to have a chip implanted

Jingjiu didn't know what it meant to save the manuscript. Naturally, he wouldn't pay attention to her and asked, "how do you send it?"

Zhong Lizi didn't wake up from the shock and said, "there is a forum in the college network. Just upload it every day after you register."

Well nine know the meaning of registration, said: "I have no identity, can not register."

Zhong Lizi covered his face and said, "otherwise... Use mine?"

Well nine thought for a while and gave a sound.

When Zhong Lizi picked up the computer, he operated it, and soon updated 20000 words.

Well nine saw that she began to brush the points attentively. She didn't mean to upload again and said, "don't continue?"

Zhong Lizi stared at the light curtain and wanted to see who the first comment was. He replied casually: "20000 words a day is enough."

Well nine thought, isn't he going to wait here for a hundred days? Said, "send it all out."

Zhong Lizi looked up and looked at him like an idiot. Then he found that the idiot was really beautiful. He looked down and said, "if you send it out at one time, it will be flooded under the forum. No one will pay attention."

Well nine thought, what's the truth?

"After this, no one will read it." Zhong Lizi explained patiently.

Well nine said: "there is no end, this story is just the beginning."

Seeing that he insisted, Zhong Lizi said, "let's compromise... 30000 a day?"

Well nine said, "half a million."

Zhong Lizi said, "fifty thousand... One hundred thousand. Deal?"

Well nine looked at her hand stretched out in front of her, and her innocent eyes like small animals. Thinking of those guys on Shenmo peak, he stretched out his right hand and patted gently.

Zhong Lizi pointed to the computer and said, "I'll watch it first in the evening?"

Jingjiu thought that he would digest the knowledge of number theory tonight, and nodded.

Zhong Lizi picked up the computer and happily returned to his bedroom.

Throughout the night, there has been a faint light overflow from the light curtain in the gap of the bedroom door, and the sound of sobbing can be heard occasionally.

The next morning, she came out of the bedroom with a computer in her arms. Her silver hair was very messy, her eyes were red, her face was haggard, and she obviously didn't sleep all night.

Well nine lay on the chair watching the morning news. Seeing her ghost appearance, she couldn't help looking more.

"The writing is OK." Zhong Lizi took out a paper towel and wiped his reddish nose, pretending to say at will.

Well nine said in doubt and asked, "it's just ok?"

Zhong Lizi sat next to him and said, "the story is quite interesting, that is, the emotion is not strong, the contradiction is not fierce, and the most important thing is the problem of writing. When he died in March, he looked so sad, but he couldn't cry."

Well nine thought that you cried several times last night. What plot was it for? Liu CI turned into spring rain or the war between himself and the South trend?

"That childe Li is so pathetic..."

Zhong Lizi thought about the solitary grave in the 3000 yard and the song cited by the good night. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became. In addition, he didn't sleep all night, he burst into tears.

Well nine didn't speak or do anything to comfort her, but just watched her cry quietly.

She cried alone. Naturally, it was boring. She slowly stopped crying. She looked at him angrily, picked up her schoolbag and went to the college.

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Zhong Lizi really felt that this novel called Da Dao Chao Tian was well written, but he forgot that he read it at one breath and didn't have to bear the pain of chasing after more.

The forum of Xinshi college network was calm. The novel did not cause any response, only a few comments, and what it said was not the content of the novel, but rumors related to the author.

Naturally, she was a little unconvinced. She couldn't help but take the initiative to mention it in class. She asked those students who have a good relationship at ordinary times to see and comment. It's best to praise more.

It was a few days later. She heard the Tucao of the schoolmates outside the classroom, and make complaints about it. After returning home, she turned all these emotions to well nine.

When the news was over, Jing Jiuwang asked Zhong Lizi, "what did you just say?"

"I'm giving you advice on behalf of the readers! Your writing is good, accurate and clean, but the plot is too far between the front and back, and your writing is too loose. You can't remember the front when you see the back. " Zhong Lizi thought about it and said, "there's another very important problem. Jingyang's accident means to dress up as a light wind and light clouds. It's too disguised and annoying."

Well nine thought he was a scattered immortal. Where did he install it?

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Life goes on like this. Time is really like water.

The novel put on the website of Xinshi college also continued to drift with the tide without arousing any spray.

Zhong Lizi gradually lost heart, and Jing Jiu didn't care at all. All his time and spirit were spent on his study.

One day, he finally finished reading all the physics and mathematics textbooks on the college's Internet. According to his requirements, he basically mastered them.

The more profound knowledge of physics and mathematics cannot be found in the college network.

As for the three bookshelves in the room, most of the books are Economics Monographs, financial novels and accounting common sense.

Yes, Zhong Lizi's father is an economics professor.

An economics professor actually committed suicide because of a fund scam. Jing Jiu couldn't help shaking his head and thought that mortals are really an interesting and poor existence, both in the universe and in the Chaotian continent.

In the evening, Zhong Lizi received a week's food and returned home with a seemingly empty twilight. Watching him lying in his chair watching TV, he couldn't help feeling strange and asked, "will you rest, too?"

Well nine gave a sound, thought about it and explained more: "I'm finished."

"Finished? That's a four-year course in the college. You only read it in more than ten days? "

Where would Zhong Lizi believe his words? He turned on the computer on the tea table and said, "if you have the ability, you can write your graduation thesis and show it to me."

Well nine's eyes did not leave the TV light curtain and said, "No."

Saying no means no, because he doesn't need proof. Of course, the main reason is laziness.

Zhong Lizi thought for a moment and said, "do you want to make an examination paper? Otherwise, you can't be sure whether you really learned it. "

Well nine still stared at the TV light curtain and said casually, "I've done it."

Zhong Lizi was a little surprised. When he opened the question bank in the college network, he found that he had indeed made seven sets of papers, and each set of papers... Actually full marks!

The room became very quiet, only the familiar tone of the announcer on the news kept ringing.

"Did you... Copy the answer?"

"Huh?"

"Then how else could you get so many full marks!"

"I didn't get any other scores." Zhong Lizi knelt on the chair and looked down at Jing Jiu's face. His eyes were full of awe. The next moment, those feelings of awe turned into sympathy and compassion. It is said that in the above, primary learning will choose direct knowledge input, and there is no need to memorize. He is such a genius, but he needs to learn by himself. Obviously, he is despised in the family, and may even be persecuted, so he escaped below. She seemed to see a hot-blooded story. The gifted boy will eventually take back what belongs to him! And she is the bright light, companion, and even... Maybe a partner when the gifted teenager was at the lowest point“ Do you... Want to go to school? " Zhong Lizi stared into Jing Jiu's eyes and said, "with your talent, you shouldn't waste time on these primary knowledge. Everything you should learn is in the internal database of the school library." Jingjiu knew that she was in school. The Xinshi college was similar to other colleges, and said, "OK." Zhong Lizi could not help coughing when he saw a legend coming on. Well nine looked at her. She waved that she was fine, turned back to the bedroom and didn't find him following behind her. Well nine, just like a few days ago, became a ghost, standing in the corner of the bedroom and quietly looking at her in bed. She turned her back to the door, wrapped her head in a quilt and coughed softly. She should be afraid of him who should be in the living room. With her cough, the bed trembled gently, and the silver hair scattered outside the quilt trembled slightly. She looked pathetic. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.