There was a small table of hot dishes in the private restaurant without cold dishes. The white wine was Erguotou. The three of them had just drank a glass of wine and Lao Chen sprayed it next door, with a shocked expression on his face.

Because when clinking glasses, Tang Zhun said that thanks to the help and guidance of Xingkong since he wrote the book, he should toast him this glass of wine.

...

"You guy almost squirted on the table, how can we eat?" Old Chen next door was shocked and looked completely broken in the starry sky.

"It's okay, it's all my fault. I'll treat you to dinner. After dinner, you can invite Wenda, you are a big health care, big health care?!" Old Chen next door looked embarrassed, and as he spoke, his expression became obscene again.

"Stop, let's forget about the big health care, it's good for us to eat and drink."

"Wen Da, right? You can't be a child, right? You must know that you are a super second generation in my heart. You should spend too much money and have too many awesomeness. I want to know you." Old Chen next door stared at him again.

This time, Xingkong laughed and scolded, "Do you think everyone is the same as you? You are so rude and you are not afraid of retribution when you have a wife. Wen Da ignored him. This guy is so despicable."

Tang Zhun said this topic without going well and said with a smile, "Before I wrote this book for the first time, I was a pure novice. If Xingkong hadn't introduced me to the key points of the online article and offered a clear goal for me to revise the manuscript, I wouldn't have been today. Those words just now were true or not false."

Old Chen next door was stunned again.

He stayed for a few seconds before laughing, "Wen Da, you look for me. You see, we are fellow villagers, and we all live in Jiangxia. I know everything you want to know. I am much more powerful than the starry sky."

Tang Zhun smiled and looked at the other party again before asking about aspects that he could not achieve at the moment.

He joked that this book has too many plug-ins. Strictly speaking, the revised manuscript is very attractive, but it is mainly because the atmosphere of the old age is well described, which is enough for readers to feel it when they continue to read it and be attracted by that atmosphere.

Secondly, the Starry Sky has given me several previous instructions on how to write cool articles in urban literature.

But there are many shortcomings in the skills of refining the starry sky. He is a small high court after another, and there is no connection between the front and back. It is very pleasant for readers to read it for the first time. If you get too many times, you will get tired of it. The main line is scattered and the explosive power is insufficient.

Due to obvious shortcomings, the book that looks like a starry sky will last for a few years. The 24 chapters are still less than one thousand, and the total number is only two thousand.

Tang Zhun learned about the other party's strengths, but still had many shortcomings.

Those that are not even seen in the starry sky and cannot be written.

When he expressed his doubts, he was happy to look at the starry sky. "Wen Da, you are right. My biggest shortcoming is coherence and overall structure."

"But it's right to call Lao Chen today. This kid is far less than me in the short term. The overall structure is too much more than me. He can write 200,000 to 300,000 words in one big plot, and a little bit of anticipation attracts readers. The reading stickiness is much stronger than mine."

Old Chen next door looked suspiciously at Huanling Starry Sky and then at Tang Zhun. He touched his chin with some difficulty. After a minute or two, he smiled, "You guys tease me?"

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Tang Zhun made it clear that he was not teasing him, and Lao Chen next door slapped his thigh, "Damn, I'm so fucking like this, Wenda, please ask me for advice, I'll have a drink and calm down."

In the online literature circle, the class is far less obvious than other industries. For example, in other industries, the annual income is one million or two to three hundred thousand, which is basically the difference between the general manager of a province and a branch manager of a city and a sitting area. Sitting together like this can easily form a trough of identity.

This gap between the authors is far less obvious.

Even so, if your income is too far from the other person, you will feel weak instinct when you sit in front of the other person.

Who is Lao Chen next door? All four thousand is equivalent to seventy or eighty thousand words.

What about Tang Zhun? The average is more than 10,000 yuan, and it is still growing, which is about 200,000 words, not to mention that Tang Zhun's rewards are so much that he has earned so much since writing books.

At present, a top-notch writer who has just been promoted across the country asked him for advice? Old Chen next door thought that the other party was teasing him at the first time. He was completely excited when he saw it.

After drinking two glasses of wine in a row, Old Chen next door laughed loudly, "Wen Da, I put more than 100 pounds here today. If you want to ask, just say anything, I will tell you everything."

What he said was the truth, just like the starry sky that he had turned into. Wen Yizaidao sincerely asked him for advice? That vanity was so satisfying.

Excited, Old Chen next door refused to resist and explained his writing experience, skills, etc. to Tang Zhun without hesitation.

"Wen Da's book is the best of writing and rendering. I won't talk about it at the beginning. Now, after 300,000 or 400,000 words, it is not bad compared with ordinary traditional writers, but the main linearity is indeed not so clear."

"A big main line of the protagonist's struggle is to run through a book. In addition to a small goal, you have to build a small goal at each stage. Don't explode this small goal so quickly. The biggest problem in the starry sky is that it explodes too quickly. You can write 20,000 to 300,000 words, and he explodes 20,000 words. When you change a small goal, you will be tired of reading if you change it frequently. The expectation and adhesion are indeed poor..."

Each author has his own style and his own way of being good at. Lao Chen said a lot later, and the more he said it, the more detailed he became, and he also took some plots of the book, which was to explain that if he wrote it, a certain paragraph of Xiao Gaochao would not explode so quickly, and many more techniques were added to assist, digging holes in advance for the subsequent plot, and accurately drawing new directions, etc.

Even if Tang Zhun, the listener, listened carefully and became more careful, he would gradually develop various blurrings. This is because he is not very talented in this area.

When I learn the great literary memory in my mind, it is much easier to imitate and learn with a thin film in my mind than to start from scratch.

So he made rapid progress and when he learned to look at the starry sky, the other party's 10,000 or 20,000 words of small explosions were bursting. Not only did he speak in words, but he also personally modified the samples. That method was clear at a glance, clear and clear, and easier to learn.

Lao Chen has a framework of hundreds of thousands of words. There is no example and Tang Zhun has never tried it. It is normal that he cannot accept it for a short time.

When Lao Chen said that the mouth was flying and a bottle of mineral water was filled, Tang Zhun got up and filled the other party with a glass of wine. "Although there is no apprenticeship ceremony, you two have really taught me a lot. Lao Chen, I have to take time to study your skills. Come on, I'll give you a cup first."

"Don't, Wenda, don't scare me, haha, I can have the chance to tell you this, that kind of satisfaction is worth everything." Old Chen was also a little nervous. What are you talking about about the apprenticeship ceremony? He understands a lot of what he said, even the editors understand. A great god like you said this to him, wouldn't it stimulate his care?
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