Killing chickens and cooking at the beginning, you call this eight years old?

"Rural teacher! Okay, just this name, although I think it's a bit cheesy, but this novel praises the greatness of the profession of teachers, the key is this idea, and the description of various science fiction terms, Lin Chen, I really don't know what you think in your little head, you can write such a powerful science fiction novel?" Lin Chen's

milk voice: "Sister, it's very simple, you can too." "

Oh, what should I do?"

"I learned about the latest knowledge such as physical science, and it took me about a month to memorize it, and then I just let go of my thoughts and combine my ideas to write."

The corners of Bai Lu's mouth twitched: "What you said is equivalent to not saying it." The

audience in the live broadcast room also died of laughter: "You first step away from your left leg, and then step away from your right leg, okay, you learn to run, go and break the world record."

"It should be to pick up the pen and write well, okay, you have learned to write, now write an article comparable to Yueyang Louji."

Bai Lu put down Lin Chen and looked at Song Qingwei with emotion: "Qingwei, you really have a good son, I have decided, this manuscript of your son will directly enter the essay list!" Lin Chen

pulled Bai Lu's hand: "Sister, how much money do you have."

Bai Lu patted Lin Chen's arm: "Don't always talk about money, talking about money hurts my sister's heart."

Lin Chen's eyes widened: "Sister, I'm only eight years old, you want to prostitute me for nothing?"

Bai Lu laughed: "Xiao Zhengtai, I lied to you, as long as the essay evaluation is over, the bonus will be credited."

"Okay sister, sister, you are the best, next time I will give you food."

Bai Lu: The

audience in the "???" live broadcast room is really going to die of laughter, is Xiao Zhengtai intentional or accidental?

Lin Lin smiled: "Okay son, don't talk nonsense, eat."

Lin Chen snorted: "Dad, you should eat more, eat more of this fish head, eating fish head can make up for your brain, what is lacking to make up for what."

The corner of Forestry's mouth twitched: "Thank you, son."

Song Qingwei stroked Lin Chen and smiled: "It's hard for you to record the show, how about taking you out to play this afternoon?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "I don't like to play, Mom, I'm eight years old, and playing is for children."

Song Qingwei was helpless, and the audience in the live broadcast room also felt outrageous.

"Xiao Zhengtai is too self-disciplined, right, is it really so rolled?"

"It's like this at the age of eight, I'm really convinced, genius and hard work, it's really amazing."

After Lin Chen finished eating, he wanted to enter the house by himself, Bai Lu immediately wanted to follow up, and the camera brother was also carrying a camera, ready to go in.

After all, even if it is him, he knows that Lin Chen is the focus of traffic, and this little Zhengtai is really not ordinary.

When he entered the house, he found that Lin Chen's room was very large, but it was well organized, and even the bed was made.

Bai Lu was a little surprised: "Lin Chen, your room is so clean and tidy, I don't see any toys."

Lin Chen was a little disdainful: "Sister, I'm eight years old, what toys do I still play with when I'm eight years old? Those are for five or six-year-old children."

Bai Lu couldn't cry or laugh: "Then why is it so neat, did your mother make it for you?" "

I must have made it myself, sister, my mother's room has to be tidied up by me."

Bai Lu was really curious: "Then why do you want to make it so neat and clean?"

Lin Chen was full of curiosity: "Sister, how can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house, won't your room still be a pig's nest?"

Bai Lu blushed rarely, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned.

"Good guy, Xiao Zhengtai, this is a golden sentence again.

"One thing to say, this room is really tidy and spotless, does Xiao Zhengtai have obsessive-compulsive disorder

?" and Lin Chen sat in front of the computer, Bai Lu leaned over: "Lin Chen, what are you doing again?"

"Write online novels, sister."

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment: "Ah, you write science fiction novels, and you can also write online novels?" "

Yes, I plan to accumulate fame first, and then set up my own company." "

What did you write?"

"The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation."

After finishing speaking, Lin Chen said: "Sister, you should be quiet for an hour first, and wait for me to code 10,000 words."

Bai Lu was stunned, and then saw Lin Chen open the codeword software, put his hands on the keyboard, and then began to crackle wildly to start the codeword, and the speed of the characters on the screen was the same as jumping out.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned.

"! Xiao Zhengtai's hand speed, isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

"I've seen the afterimage of this typing, 10,000 words an hour, this is too ruthless, right?"

Online novel writers, let's talk about it, Xiao Zhengtai's hand speed, in the industry is also extremely exaggerated, ordinary authors are about 3,000 words per hour, this is already very good, some authors are 4,000 to 5,000 words an hour, the industry's fierce people and hand speed monsters, is an hour 6,000 to 8,000 words, and Xiao Zhengtai can write 10,000 words an hour, what is this concept?

? If only I had this talent, my girlfriend wouldn't have left me, woo woo.

Bai Lu was also really sitting next to her, dumbfounded, she saw Lin Chen's typing crackling with her own eyes, it was terrifyingly fast.

In just ten minutes, Lin Chen's mouth was close to two thousand words!

Bai Lu's mouth was open enough to fit into a pulsating bottle cap.

As an hour passed, Lin Chen moved his fingers, and then began to prepare for uploading in chapters.

Bai Lu had the opportunity to ask: "Lin Chen, you, will your online novel be popular?" "

Yes, don't worry, it's only 500,000 words now, and when I reach 1 million words, I will be able to occupy the ranking of the website."

Lin Chen was very calm.

And some viewers who read the novel in the live broadcast room came back to their senses: "I'm going to check Xiao Zhengtai's novel."

"The previous science fiction rural teacher was very good, and Xiao Zhengtai can also write online novels?

"Good guy, Xiao Zhengtai, I'm your reader! To be honest, this book is really well written, I think it will be popular!"

Bai Lu was a little dazed: "Lin Chen, do you really know how to write this?"

Lin Chen glanced at Bai Lu's chest: "Sister, you have an advantage and a disadvantage." "

What?"

"Your advantage is that you have a big chest.

Bai Lu stood up proudly: "That's it."

"The downside is that the head doesn't have enough heads.

The corners of Bai Lu's mouth twitched, didn't you scold me for being big-chested and brainless? Bai Lu

simply said: "I'm just asking, because my magazine is going to give a lecture on writing skills recently, if you can, you can come and help talk about it."

Lin Chen shook his head: "Forget it, I'm only eight years old, and those people won't obey me." "

It's okay, I'll take out the village teachers, and they will definitely be convinced after reading them."

Bai Lu smiled: "It's so happy to decide Lin Chen, tomorrow my sister will take you to attend the lecture held by our magazine, and then my sister will rely on you to make the town."

Lin Chen was a little helpless: "Sister, no wonder you are my mother's best friend, they are all hands-on." "

Goose goose goose, Lin Chen, you are so smart.

Bai Lu laughed and trembled.

In the evening, Bai Lu was ready to leave, and Song Qingwei took Lin Chen down to see her off.

When I came to the community, I saw a group of old ladies dancing in the square.