Hong Ning read this book before, from writing to writing style, guessed that it should be the vest of an old author. No matter how bad it is, she used to write traditional literature.

Through the description between the lines, Hong Ning judged that the author was around 20 or 30 years old and had certain social experience and life experience.

Such authors generally do not mention how many manuscripts they have before writing, but at least 30,000 to 50,000 should be prepared.

But now, he said that he had only saved the manuscript in one chapter, so how could he not surprise Hong Ning?

I still trust you so much!

Hong Ning glanced at the ingot next to her. If this guy knew, he still didn't know how to squeeze himself out.

However, since things have come to this point, Hong Ning can only urge:

"Are you working or doing something now? If you have the conditions, try to save as much manuscript as possible."

"I just got into college." Ji Yu told the truth.

Because in his opinion, this doesn’t seem to have much to do with the novel. Doesn’t the novel look at the content, but also what the author does?

Their standing positions are different and what they see is different.

And when Hong Ning saw this, she couldn't help but want to cover her face.

Young means inexperience, and youthful enthusiasm comes and goes quickly. It is very likely that you start writing a creative idea, and then encounter a bottleneck. If you can't continue writing, you will be eunuchs, or you will be fishing for three days and two days of drying the net. The results will be poor under the vicious cycle, and in the end it will be eunuchs.

Whether it is an old editor or Hong Ning’s six-year experience, I told her this.

"[sweat]……"

Hong Ning gave an expression, showing her speechlessness.

The contrast with my own guess is too big, right?

After a while of slowing down, Hongning asked:

"Have you ever written about magazines or traditional literature before?"

Hong Ning's pause and Han's expression reply made Ji Yu suddenly realize that his "knowing everything" didn't seem to be very good.

Now seeing Hongning ask this, he also recalled it and quickly started editing:

"I have written it, and I started to contribute it in junior high school, won the second prize in the National Middle School Student Competition, and wrote novels, but in the end I was unable to publish it due to subject matter."

Who can't brag? Anyway, if you don't read this online article, they can't verify it.

Sure enough, Hong Ning believed it:

"I just said...but online literature is different from traditional literature. You need to change the subject matter, structure, and rhythm as soon as possible."

Another reason why Hong Ning believes that the writing style shown in this book is indeed not something that a newbie can write.

This news is also a comfort to her heart that has been hit hard. It is better than nothing, she thought with a wry smile.

On Ji Yu's side, seeing her words and Hong Ning's reply verified her guess just now, and she was even more unscrupulous:

"I understand that although I haven't written it before, I have been reading online articles since elementary school. For example, the book "Fried Tomatoes and Potatoes" is my enlightenment. I have read at least hundreds of millions of words over the years."

Although it has been written for more than ten years for fried potatoes with tomatoes, Ji Yu was in the third year of junior high school.

But Hong Ning believes that's it.

A few hundred million words seem to be a lot, but a novel of more than three million is only 100 million words. For many readers who read books quickly, they can finish one in a week, and most of the slower ones will not exceed a month.

The other party still has to go to school, so he can only take the time to watch it. He can still watch so much. Obviously, he spends all his spare time on it and is indeed experienced.

This is the second comfort Ji Yu gave her.

It’s not that it’s just that ignorant and ignorant crashes into it.

...

The two chatted for a while, and Hongning encouraged her before stopping, asking him to wait for the signing editor to send a message on the site.

Ji Yu continued to code.

I just wrote a paragraph, and another message flashed in the lower right corner of the computer.

When Ji Yu saw that it was Hong Ning's avatar, she clicked on it.

As a result, he saw Hong Ning sending six words:

"Where are your papers that are saved?"

Ji Yu was a little confused and replied, "It's on the computer."

“…”

After being speechless, Hongning had no choice but to say, "Send me to see."

Only then did Ji Yu understand what she wanted to do.

"oh."

After agreeing, Ji Yu sent it over, but thought to himself, are you catching up with me?

After receiving the Hongning, he quickly clicked on it.

"Chapter 4: Late Night Guest".

This title made Hong Ning's eyes lit up.

It’s not that the title is good, but that it clearly represents the beginning of a turning point and a new plot.

The previous preparation is almost done, but when we get here, the turn is not too fast, but it is not slow, but it has a kind of relaxed and relaxed appetite.

Hong Ning couldn't wait to look down—

"What are you thinking?"

Two maids were serving food. The little girl sitting on Fan Xian’s right hand asked with a pout.

...

This little girl, who is younger than Fan Xian, is the biological daughter of Count Si Nan, his half-sister, named Ruoru.

Seeing this, Hong Ning couldn't help but smile, and a new person appeared, and it was still the same relationship.

Although sisters are too common in novels, it is rare to have relationships like illegitimate children and their daughters.

This relationship itself has a natural sensitivity, which makes people unable to help but guess the future development.

The later conversation with this sister and the plot of telling ghost stories to the maid made Hong Ning smile quite interesting.

When he saw a man in black coming to the bed with a knife in the middle of the night, the four-year-old male protagonist not only wasn't afraid, but also yelled "Dad, you're back", and Hong Ning almost laughed out loud.

But the male protagonist's calm response did not achieve a miraculous effect, but instead failed, which made Hong Ning finally laugh and grinned.

And then... it's gone.

It's gone again!!!

Hong Ning frowned and suddenly felt shocked!

Because she finally realized that this author might be able to write online articles more than she thought.

Although he tells some seemingly ordinary stories without hesitation, he can always bring something to you when his attention is a little slackening!

This is a master!

But he just got into college?

However, there is a sentence in their editorial department - the author's words are all lies with men's words!

It would be strange if I believe you!

Maybe you are bigger than me!

snort!

At this time, Ji Yu also received a backend letter from the signing editor.

After filling in the personal information as required, and then confirming that the electronic contract sent is correct, he will print the contract directly and call the express delivery at the same time.

In fact, Qichuang Literature Network's headquarters is in Donghai. It took Ji Yu to take the subway to take him there for only more than an hour, but he felt that there was not enough time, and it took more than an hour to come back after he went there. Just forget it.

Anyway, the number of words is still small now. According to what some authors said before, it is basically recommended for 50,000 or 60,000 words. There is no rush.

In the next time, in addition to eating and sleeping, Ji Yu either typing at home or going out for a foreign business performance. On Thursday, Mei Yao sent a message to Ji Yu:

"I'll be here tomorrow afternoon, why don't I go directly to the downstairs of Mingtu Company?"

"That's fine, see you then."

After agreeing, Ji Yu suddenly realized a problem. When he met tomorrow afternoon, he would definitely invite Mei Yao to dinner in the evening. And tomorrow it is Friday, Lin Lu...

Ji Yu felt her head wide.
Chapter completed!