Among all the people who made an appointment to go to Yue Qingyan’s new home party, the most idle one was probably Miwu. Miwu completed his work in the morning, which was to write a daily update of a public account. Then, she packed up and put on a simple makeup and went out. Miwu first went to the nearby store to buy two bottles of champagne and some fruits, and then went to Yue Qingyan’s house slowly.

However, as soon as she entered the door, she was shocked by the simplicity and emptiness of her new home.

Yue Qingyan rented a standard suite with two bedrooms and one living room. It is simple to decorate, but the materials are high-end and the craftsmanship is also very good. But it doesn’t seem like you can settle down quickly. There is only one large dining table and four chairs in the living room. There is a bed and two night tables in the bedroom, and then a large wardrobe on the wall. There is only such a little thing in the whole house.

Yue Qingyan's entire luggage was really only three cartons, and it took less than an hour to sort it out. Now, he has placed the computer and books on the table, and has even started working. The A4 printing papers are covered with drafts and diagrams, as well as some scattered texts. But it seems that Yue Qingyan has already had a very complete plan for a large-scale novel.

"How long have you been doing this?" Mi Wu was not interested in those relatively long and complicated names, nor were he interested in such topics.

"I started to do it after I went back yesterday." Yue Qingyan said: "However, I have had many ideas before. I wrote them a little bit, and it felt pretty good."

"You should settle down first. Can people live here? There is nothing?"

"There is a convenience store downstairs, and there is a shopping mall opposite. If you need it, buy it at any time." Yue Qingyan said calmly.

"Television? Sofa? Don't want these?"

"What are you going to do? I have to be in front of the computer for so long a day. But... I reminded me that I have to buy a computer, desktop, and install a dual-screen, and my work efficiency can be improved a lot."

Yue Qingyan really felt that he had a complete living place now. He wanted to toss the kitchen? But he didn't cook. He ordered takeout anyway. What should he do in the kitchen? That is, boiling water, brewing tea, washing cups or bowls. In the bathroom, toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, shampoo, shower gel, what else is needed? There is a lack of bookshelf in the living room, which is a problem. There are more and more books I bought, and I can't just throw them on the ground. This is not a problem of neatness or poor maintenance of books, but not a bookshelves. It's too troublesome to find books, which reduces efficiency.

However, the more calm Yue Qingyan was, the more confused Mi Wu felt. The purity and concentration of this guy in writing was really touching. He didn't talk to Yue Qingyan, but he set up a small dialogue group and told the situation with several others.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Yingying came. She came empty-handedly, but she couldn't help but put an order online in advance and delivered a lot of food and daily necessities.

After a while, it became even better. Du Xiao brought a coffee machine to the door.

However, an empty home could not be filled in this way. After Moersheng arrived, he was going to cook immediately and start preparing, but he looked at the empty kitchen, with no pots, pans, no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and even no kitchen knives or chopping boards. He was so stupid. Moersheng still likes to cook, but it is really about going to the kitchen to cook instead of preparing a kitchen. At least the basic facilities are complete in all the kitchens she has been to.

Watching her rush into the kitchen excitedly, then walk back to the living room with blurred eyes like a sleepwalking. Miwu couldn't help laughing.

"Don't expect to start a house on the first day of the new house. Order takeaway. From now on, you can help Xiaoyue prepare what he should prepare. He can't control these things normally, so he has to rely on you." Miwu was quite optimistic about Moersheng. She could also see that Yue Qingyan seemed to be a little resistant to establishing a relationship, and probably understood why. However, Moersheng's family background is quite good, but he can understand literature, business, and is willing to cook. It is really rare. It can be seen that Moersheng's family education is excellent. Although the articles he wrote are a little anxious, overall, it still reveals a feeling of being self-cultivated.

Moreover, she is still young.

Mooresheng nodded as if encouraged, and sat next to Yue Qingyan. "But... there are only four chairs, this one... can no longer sit down."

"There is a bay window, but it's not cold yet, so you can sit. There is a carpet in the thing I just bought, and you can sit. Don't be so particular. I bought the cup but the bottle opener, so I knew he had nothing here. Then order takeaway. A Yue can't come after get off work." Xu Yingying said.

As a result, in the end, everyone sat around the ground, with food and wine spread out in the middle and chatting together. Without TV or Internet, a few people could have a happy chat.

"I read the short story you posted yesterday. How long has it been?" A Yue asked.

"It's over two hours. If you have ideas and impulses, you can write quickly." Yue Qingyan said.

"The quality of these short stories you have is very high. How do you plan to assign them yourself?" A Yue said with a smile: "What you gave us was two pseudonyms."

Yue Qingyan was also considering this matter, and said without hesitation: "All emotional people are classified under Xia Li's pen name. I wonder if I will come back and make a short story."

"If this is the case, I have a suggestion. This collection of short stories of emotional stories, any two should not be from the same era and regional background, and all should be different." A Yue said: "I don't care what I write, that is, I'll give you this advice."

"Why?" Yue Qingyan said: "What's the point?"

"The short story collection can be called "Love of the World" or similar. The same elements are extracted from the differences between various themes. If you bind it, the book may be very popular." A Yue said frankly: "If there is no theme or gimmick, the short story collection is really not popular. Even if you have such a high quality article, there is no way to do it. This is the market."

"By the way, when I called you in the morning, I was thinking that your short stories are so high, are you considering making an official account?" Mi Wu said: "Otherwise, if you publish books one by one, you are not a big beauty, and your attention in front of the public will soon disappear."

Yue Qingyan replied with a wry smile: "It's too late for me to have surgery now, right?"

Everyone was laughing, Du Xiao sighed and said, "If a beautiful girl writes an article, the public's requirements will be reduced by three levels. If you don't read the books published by Internet celebrities, what are they writing?"

"Writing how I wandered on the edge of being kept and being a mistress, I finally resisted it." A Yue lightly added: "As for whether I really resisted it, God knows. 200 pages, 80 to 90 pages, generally 20 to 30 landscape travel photos, 30 luxury goods and food, and the rest are portrait photos and selfies. The number of words is generally no more than 60,000 words. With the looser layout and larger fonts, you can barely complete it."

"Damn you don't want to be so professional, it's very scary. How do you know?" Du Xiao sniffed.

"For us, is it good to study other people's books and sell books that can be sold?" A Yue said: "Although we don't do it ourselves, we always need to study it."

"Stop talking about the topic, Xiao Yue, what do you think?" Mi Wu quickly got back to the topic.

"I'm interested, but I don't have time to care about it." Yue Qingyan said distressedly: "As soon as I write something, I can't take care of anything, and I don't want to waste my brains on other things."

"Job hiring someone." Mi Wu said: "A public account operation cost is a few dollars a month, that is, doing data statistics, publishing, and maintaining reader relationships. There is no need to do any commercial operation for the time being. If it can be done, it will be too late to hire the operation at that time."

"I can do it." Mooresheng quickly raised his hand.

"No, you can't." Mi Wu shook his head, then looked at Yue Qingyan.

Yue Qingyan thought about it and at first, he thought that if Mooresheng was interested, he would let him do it. But Miwu said no directly, which made him react immediately.

"Well, yes. Xiao Mo, you are not suitable for this."

Mi Wu saw Yue Qingyan figured it out, and there was no need to let him say the next hurtful words. "Xiao Mo, you have to understand: feelings cannot be explained clearly, but business can be explained clearly. It is best not to mix the two together."

"I just want to hire someone like this? I don't feel like I don't have this skill or this brain." Yue Qingyan shook his head: "Can you do it for the Ming Dynasty?"

A Yue and Xu Yingying looked at each other. "No problem." A Yue said: "But this is Yingying's business scope."

"Yes. I hire someone, then meet you, and then work in the company. It is also a measure to promote authors. One person is responsible for one author, so I simply recruit more. Your long articles can also be serialized on it, and it will be almost published to a certain extent."

"That's fine." Yue Qingyan nodded. "My long article has already begun to move."

"Oh, what are you writing? Are you going to play something?" Du Xiao asked.

"I'm going to write a story that will kill many people, which is relatively long."

"Will you be scolded by readers?" Mi Wu smiled and said, "I have written so many books and only wrote a few people to death. I was scolded by readers for being heartbroken and said that I was a stepmother."

"You don't care anyway." A Yue said with a smile.

"Do you care?" Mi Wu sighed: "The market is different. The market for female readers is not that rational. No matter how well you write, it is either they like it or they don't buy it or read it. In recent years, I have been much more cautious in writing this kind of thing."

"We care so much. I'll count it. I have planned more than 100 famous characters with names in 2 million words. In the end, there are about 30 people who survived?" Yue Qingyan's words suddenly scared everyone.

"Are you going to ask the editorial department to help you collect the blade?" A Yue was about to jump up. "This ratio is so scary."

"Yes. But if there is no sacrifice in a big era, everyone will live from the beginning to the last chapter from the beginning to the last chapter, what is the big era?" Yue Qingyan already understood it very clearly: "And, those dead characters will not die in vain, but will be fixed at the moment when they make the greatest contribution to the plot. If I live in a novel, I hope I can die worthwhile. Only with this strong way of exiting can readers remember it more deeply."
Chapter completed!