The more you read, the more you will be exposed.
In his previous life, Nanyuan worked as a writer for a while, and led many of his ghostwriters to write for him. Although his writing skills are not as good as those of a great online writer, he can still write some amateur articles, especially classic novels like this one.
When many readers first come into contact with this type of subject matter, they feel awkward, but also feel very happy and excited.
There is no way. Although the routine is very vulgar, the face-slapping points come too fast and too compactly, and the climaxes come one after another. Who can stand it?
It is for this reason that this is why [The Return of the God of War] [The Crooked Dragon King] can be successfully marketed.
He started writing as soon as he said he would. From 7pm to almost midnight, Nanyuan had already written two openings of more than 20,000 words, which added up to almost 50,000 words.
He planned to open two new accounts to test the waters and see which theme would be more outstanding, [The Return of the God of War] or [The Crooked Dragon King].
Nanyuan was already familiar with this kind of storyline. He only needed to write an opening, and there was no need for an outline or a detailed outline. With the ink accumulated from running a studio in his previous life, he could guarantee that he could write 10,000 to 20,000 words a day on the basis of opening two new accounts.
In the past, when Nanyuan saw the content of those rebirth articles, he felt that those plagiarists were really shameless. They just knew how to copy and copy. After all, they were reborn, so why not create something of their own?
But now Nanyuan can only say, it smells good!
The road to success has been paved by future generations. Just follow the steps and you'll be done. He is not a masochist. Do he have to bang his head against the wall like in his previous life?
Click.
The door of the house was opened.
Nan Jun walked into the house with his head held high like a proud little turtle, and Liu Xue behind him closed the door with a smile.
Nan Yuan just walked out of the room and was about to get a glass of water in the hall. Seeing the expressions of the two elders, he knew the situation of their battle tonight.
"Oh, the corners of your mouth are almost crooked to the corners of your eyes. You killed them all without leaving a single piece of armor."
"It's just a slight victory."
Although he said that, the way Old Nan tutted his mouth, he was so happy.
Old Liu glanced at his son who was about to enter the room with a cup of water, and was a little puzzled, "Yuan Zi, why did you come back so early today?"
As a mother, Liu Xue did not think that her son had really turned over a new leaf. Most likely, he sneaked out to fool around when she went out, but he came back earlier than the two of them.
The water in his mouth suddenly choked, and Nan Yuan stopped in his tracks, feeling a little helpless.
Yes, yes, it's very early now, it's already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, okay!
It's obviously you two who have been fooling around outside until now!
"I didn't go out. I was at home all night."
"Tsk, that's not right. You're not like this usually. What are you doing at home?"
I'm typing at home to make money.
But when this sentence came to his lips, Nanyuan didn't say it.
He felt that according to the impression he had left on the two elders in the past, no one would believe it if he really said it. Even if he pulled them to watch him typing, they would probably be skeptical in their hearts.
Nanjun took off his coat, walked to the door of his son's room and sniffed, "You kid, you're not glueing at home, are you?"
? ? ?
Nanyuan felt numb.
Is this what a father can say?
Hearing her husband's words, Liu Xue also ran into the room with a look of eating melons and looked at it. From a distance, she saw a computer screen full of words, but she didn't plan to go close to take a closer look.
"Huh? You're actually reading words. Why do you like to imagine YY like your father?"
Nanjun: ? ? ?
Nanyuan: ? ? ?
One sentence silenced the two men.
"Ahem, why do you talk like that? Don't you know how to give Yuanzi some private space?"
"That's right, children of this age are like this."
Nan Jun hurriedly pushed Liu Xue out of the room and closed the door.
Tired, let's destroy it.
At this point, Nan Yuan had nothing to say, and he was too lazy to continue explaining.
Soon, the voice of the queen mother came from the hall again, "Remember to clean up the garbage in the room tomorrow morning, don't leave it with a fishy smell."
"......"
Nan Yuan put the water cup on the table, went to the floor-length mirror to look at himself, and then lifted up his shirt to take a serious look...
It's good to be young. Now he doesn't have a small belly, and he is so handsome and white, and the key is that he has eight abdominal muscles.
He thought to himself that with your son's figure and appearance, even if he really glues, he doesn't need to do it himself...
This is not a crime!
Of course, the premise is not to be a bootlicker.
[Bootlicker] Once you are labeled as such, no matter how handsome you are, it is useless.
After all, if you confess to a bootlicker, wouldn't others laugh you to death?
The bootlicker is a clown, so the person who confesses to him is not the clown king?
Soon, the crackling sound of the keyboard in the room sounded again...
......
At 6:30 in the morning, Nanyuan's biological clock woke him up on time.
In his previous life, he always got up at this time after starting his own business, and he didn't have the habit of staying in bed. After all, only after he became a boss did he know how difficult it was. You can slack off when you work, but you can't slack off when you are a boss, especially a small boss, who has to work hard for a few melons and two dates every day.
Last night, after uploading two works, Nanyuan coded until two or three in the middle of the night to save 10,000 or 20,000 words before lying on the bed and falling asleep.
He felt that as a reborn person, he should be the most ambitious one.
This is the first night of staying up late to work, it's really unbelievable.
After opening the door, he found that the door of the master bedroom was still closed. Nanyuan didn't plan to knock on the door to greet him, mainly because he was afraid of waking up the two elders and being beaten by a mixed man and a woman.
Today is Thursday, and he has to go to school as usual. Nanyuan simply washed up, went downstairs, rode his beloved little ghost fire to the breakfast shop outside the community.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the breakfast shop, the boss lady shouted.
"Here, young man, it's the same as always. Two breakfasts are packed for you in advance."
Huh? Two?
Nanyuan then remembered that he was still an obedient licking dog two days ago. He would bring breakfast to Wen Hanyu every morning, so he usually bought two.
Fried dough sticks, soy milk, tea eggs, even if there is no school on weekends, these three things are delivered to Wen Hanyu every morning.
More importantly, for convenience, Nanyuan had specially prepaid a month's breakfast money to the boss lady in advance.
Just like paying the phone bill, it is the same on the 1st of every month.
So he was embarrassed to say that he would only take one now, after all, others had packed it in advance.
"Boss lady, just pack one from tomorrow onwards."
When the boss lady heard this, this was not okay. If she packed one less a day, would she be able to pay the [phone bill] on time for next month? Would it be gone after the end of this month?
As a person who has experienced it, the boss lady has seen everything in the world. The person who packs two breakfasts every morning regardless of wind or rain is in love at first glance. Suddenly buying only one must be wrong.
With the mentality of rather demolishing ten temples than destroying a marriage... Of course, mainly for her own business, she decided to meddle in other people's business.
"Is the young man upset with his girlfriend?"
Nanyuan: ? ? ?
Girlfriend?
Haha, is Wen Hanyu worthy of her?
......
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