Love Apartment: Returning to Zhuge Dali at the beginning

Chapter 935
"Fang Di, my novel has been recommended! The editor said that if I can keep up the rhythm of writing, the monthly manuscript fee may exceed [-] yuan!"

At the wine table, Zi Qiao suddenly said excitedly, while speaking, his complexion became crimson for a while, and the sound of breathing became very real.

Fang Di, who was tasting the red wine, was stunned for a moment, his eyes circled around Zi Qiao and Zhao Haitang, he thought he heard Zhao Haitang talking just now.

After all, when it comes to novels, generally speaking, Zhao Haitang talks the most.

As for Zi Qiao... I also talked about writing novels before, and Fang Di even lent him the magical tool for writing books a few times, but Zi Qiao only borrowed it a few times and wrote a few beginnings, but none of them The signing standard has not been met.

At that time, Fang Di also gave Zi Qiao some advice, but later Zi Qiao stopped talking about novels, Fang Di thought he had given up, after all, writing novels has never been an easy task.

As far as Fang Di knows, at least hundreds of people have consulted about writing novels, but in the end only [-] people chose to start writing, and some of them have reached the signing standards and have certain talents, but in the end they insisted on writing novels with more than [-] words. , is zero!

No... Now add Zi Qiao... this number...maybe need to increase a bit.

Can Ziqiao think of developing in an all-round way in this area, and it seems that he has made some achievements?This is what surprised Fang Di the most.

"Before you said that you wanted to write a novel, but there was no movement afterwards. I thought you gave up writing novels."

Fang Di shrugged and said immediately.

Before Ziqiao could speak, Zhao Haitang couldn't wait to speak: "Brother Ziqiao, isn't it? You're trying to trick me in the dark? I've been writing a book for so long, and I still have to be a full-timer. You...you How long has it been since I wrote it! The manuscript fee is going to exceed ten thousand!"

There was envy in Zhao Haitang's words.

"Actually, it's been several months..."

"Speaking of which, it was better taught by Fang Di at the beginning!"

"At that time, the themes that Fang Di gave me were all very good, but it's a pity...my talent and aptitude are too bad. I wrote more than a dozen beginnings in succession, but they were all directly killed by the editor!"

"Hey... At that time, I also felt disheartened, thinking that I might really not be suitable for this job!"

"At that time, I was too embarrassed to continue to ask Fang Di for advice. Later, after looking through the notes and suggestions Fang Di gave me, I suddenly got some inspiration and wrote a book about urban dads. There are no cheats or supernatural powers. ...It's just an ordinary father and his lovely little daughter living in this big city..."

"Among them, I listened to Fang Di's advice and read some fire books, resummarized my ideas, and tempered my writing... Finally, I got this novel!"

"Although for a master of Fang Di's level, I'm still on the street, but I'm already very satisfied!"

"And this novel... pours my unconditional love for Little Bu!"

While Ziqiao was talking, her eyes gradually softened, and her true feelings burst out instantly.

"Fang Di, thank you! I didn't expect a super-student like me to be able to make a living in literature!"

Zi Qiao looked at Fang Di solemnly, full of sincerity.

Fang Di smiled slightly: "I'm just a guide. As for how to develop, it's all your own achievement. Hard work depends on achievement!"

When Fang Di said this, he couldn't help looking at Zhao Haitang.

(End of this chapter)