Rebirth of the Internet Writer

The first day of the May Day holiday was not very turbulent, and it was plain. In the whole afternoon and evening, except for the extra reading, eating, and taking a walk to school in the evening, Huang Haiming stayed in the dormitory.

After restoring all the memories, my heart was blessed and I had a new understanding and insight into writing novels. My own writing state gradually returned to the first time I wrote novels, full of passion.

Now, Huang Haiming wishes to spend all his time writing novels, not wanting to waste a minute or a second, a little afraid of worrying that the sudden inspiration and state will be secretly thrown away again, never to return, after this

I was frightened and worried and nervous, and I didn't wake up completely until late at night. It turned out that I was too concerned.

However, such a busy meal would not be rewarded. At least Huang Hai knew how to go, how to do, and how to do it in the future, rather than the previous goal that seemed clear but actually vague. Not only did it not achieve twice the result with half the effort, but it was pitiful

The result is half the result with twice the effort and very little gain.

With the lessons learned from his previous personal experience, Huang Haiming made up his mind that he must not make the same mistake again. After repeated reflections and comparisons, he came up with the result. After knowing it, he felt like he was able to see the bright moon through the clouds.

If you do it again, Huang Haiming is confident that he will upgrade his writing level to platinum level in the past, rather than just barely entering the gold level now.

The diamond level is the highest level of the writer's training system at present, but there is a prerequisite for this. When the writer's training system is incomplete and incomplete, God knows whether there will be more levels after a year of sleep repair, as long as it is

Just don’t travel to other planets, but who can tell it correctly?

After writing a day's novel, Huang Haiming rarely continued reading or went to bed directly. He moved a chair in front of the balcony, placing it with one hand and supporting his chin with the other. He quietly looked at the dark night sky and the slanted side of the sky

The moon silently counted the dark or bright stars in the sky. After a while, Ye Wudao suddenly called him and said that he would not go back to the dormitory tonight. You just stay in the dormitory by yourself, so that he would not have to stay there.

Waiting to help open the dormitory door and before hanging up the phone, he did not forget to use the strike he thought was about to stop and laughed.

Huang Haiming was in a good mood. He smiled and said: Even if you go back to the dormitory, you will not open the door. You either sleep at the door for a night, or sleep with the uncle who is in charge downstairs, and then hang up the phone directly, not giving Ye Wudao the chance to continue replying and counterattacking.

Ye Wudao had no choice but to smile and talk to himself that he would never finish with you next time.

Huang Haiming originally planned to continue watching the moon and count the stars, but he lost his mood and interest just now, so he stopped counting. Thinking of these stars, Huang Haiming couldn't help but remember the past when his grandfather taught him to count the stars when he was a child. It was very happy and ignorant, and his grandfather's surname was

Huang Mingsen worked as a teacher in the early days. Because his family's population continued to increase, he later resigned and did nothing else. However, he wrote very well. He wrote couplets in the Chinese New Year every year, and he was hand-written in the village.

The villagers asked him to write it, and they were very fond of Huang Haiming and Chunxue Sister. They like to point at the stars in the sky, so that Huang Haiming can still remember some specific names of stars in specific locations.

In a daze, his 21-year-old career has passed and he is about to graduate. Sister Chunxue is only one semester away. Every year, she counts the stars together less and less.

Move the chair back to its original place, wash it in three minutes, prepare to go to bed, ensure sufficient sleep and regular schedule. Unexpectedly, before turning off the QQ on the computer, I saw Lin Qingying still online, it was almost a little bit and was not asleep yet

, a bit unreasonable.

Generally speaking, the QQ is on, indicating that Lin Qingying is here, otherwise the person is not there, and he will not hang QQ for no reason. I thought for a few seconds, but I don’t know if it was a mistake or a mistake or a mistake or no reason. Huang Haiming

I sent a message asking if the other person is here, why haven't I slept yet?

There was nothing unexpected and unexpected. The opposite side quickly replied: Now, I am reading novels, I will go to bed soon. Where are you? If you don’t sleep yet, don’t stay up late and don’t have the energy to write novels tomorrow. There are many books.

Friends readers and fans are waiting for tomorrow's updates, so don't fool things up.

Complement the numbers? Seeing Lin Qingying's reply, Huang Haiming felt a little sad. Although it was a joke, this evaluation was indeed not very good. In other aspects, Huang Haiming dared not make any ungrateful promises, but in the novel, he never made up for the number of words.

Otherwise, "Online Games: Super Player" and "Romance of Dragons and Snakes" would not have been completed in less than one million words or less than two million words, and each book was concise to the level he could achieve.

According to his memories of his previous life, it can be seen that in that era, several professional authors' novels had not had more than two million words, and after 2010, they were almost three million words. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many words, they had almost been more than three million words.

, unable to control it, writing is broken, four or five million words are the norm, even the great gods are like this, let alone newcomers?

It’s not that you can’t write so many words. After all, the mainstream of online novels is developing in that direction. Few people read novels with less than two million words, so there is no need to worry about them. However, if the number of words is too high, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of water.

In addition to improving writing skills, the quality of novels has been slightly reduced compared to previous years.

Qiu Shui Yiren: Haha, kidding, don't care, the quality of the Buddha book is definitely first-class in all online novels. If the quality of the Buddha book will decline tomorrow due to me, I may be attacked by a group of people

It's.

Huang Haiming:..., dizzy, are you testing my IQ?

Qiu Shui Yiren: Well, how did you know? Uh, why is it? There is nothing wrong, I just posted it wrong!

Huang Haiming:..., OK, you are ruthless, you can see that you definitely did it on purpose.

Qiu Shui Yiren:..., the expression of smirking in his mouth, you must believe me, it was definitely not intentional or intentional, it was just a little sleepy and just typed a wrong word, don't care too much. Well, I won't chat anymore, I'm going to bed late

It's not good for the skin, so I'll talk about it next time, bye.

In an instant, Lin Qingying's QQ avatar went out and turned gray. She was just right away, without any delay.

As he smiled and looked at the QQ on his laptop, Lin Qingying yawned, his eyes were drowsy, and his sleepiness suddenly turned up. He looked at the remaining chapters of Buddha's book. After looking at the time, it was almost approaching, and then

I made up my mind and planned to keep it tomorrow and continue reading. I gently closed the notebook, put it aside, turned off the light, and then went to bed.

Is this considered being teased? Huang Haiming smiled bitterly and saw Lin Qingying's QQ turning gray. He should have really been offline. The girl who was scared to escape when she met and met in the playground for the first time, but she was no longer unfamiliar with her. Who can

Thinking of the other party becoming one of his novel fans, in addition to smiling bitterly, he also missed the encounter at that time.

When we meet, we know each other, we have a blind date? Will we get along?

Put your hands in a staggered manner behind your head, close your eyes, but you are imagining and savoring it in your heart. The writer's development system has officially fallen into a state of sleep. What changes will happen in a year? What kind of form and incomplete state

With so many functions, what if it is complete? Will there be some sci-fi novels that change and enhance gene evolution? Or can it prolong lifespan? Everything is unknown.

"Buddha is the Tao" will end in more than a month. At that time, there was no assistance from the novel outline. Everything could only rely on its own strength and advanced memories, full of infinite expectations and longings, but there were still many things to count.

The ups and downs of Qing Dynasty.

Should we create a new record? Or should we start to sink? Or should we only rise again after the writer's development system is restored a year later?

Unconsciously, Huang Haiming slept peacefully, but in his dream, the figures of the characters in the next novel appeared one by one. He wanted to remember them all, but there was always no trace. The distance was getting farther and farther away, like a dream

Like a fantasy, it was a waste. At the same time, there were family members in the dream, sister Chunxue, and of course Lin Qingying's, unknown ponytail school beauties in the library, and Wang Feiyan's in the blur.

The next day, early in the morning, just before dawn, Huang Haiming woke up on time, uploaded the novel at 6 o'clock in the morning in a daze, and then jogged towards the playground with his steps because it was the May Day holiday, in the morning

There are not many people coming out to exercise, at least two-thirds less than usual, and the whole campus is a little quiet.

Except for those who go home on holidays who don’t go back to the dormitory like Ye Wudao, most of the rest are sleeping. It’s rare to have a holiday, so you have to have a good rest. Getting up at 9 or 10 o’clock is the norm. Uh, there are no classes in the morning.

It's the same time.

While running, Huang Haiming kept thinking about the dream last night. This semester, there were very few dreams, and the total number of hands was not as high as that of a pair of hands. In the past, those who had read novels and played games appeared in their dreams.

The scene is not surprising. This time, there is nothing strange about the fantasy characters and stories in the next novel, because the next book will be the only original novel that I wrote. It is easy to understand. The main reason is how Lin Qingying appears

Yes, the ponytail school beauty who has only met twice in the study room, and Wang Feiyan, who has never been in contact with him or not.

In the morning, the ten laps of running and standing in a stance to practice the eighth level palm of the Chinese martial arts, nearly an hour passed quickly without realizing it. However, during the running, Huang Haiming's spirit was not very concentrated, and it was the only time he didn't concentrate until

You must take the Chinese martial arts seriously before you can completely let go, concentrate and not think too much.

A very strange night and morning! (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!