Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 2

Xu Shaocong hurried back to the dormitory, saw Zhao Qian sitting in front of the computer and typing frantically, he didn't pay much attention at first.

It's a hot day, I went down and came up again, and when I touched my back, it was all wet and my whole body was covered in sweat.

Hey, the fat man is a hard worker.

He poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Qian concentrating on the computer without noticing his existence. Xu Shaocong became curious.

He knew that Zhao Qian was writing novels, but Zhao Qian never liked publicity, and the novels he wrote never let others read them, which made them appear more mysterious. He felt itchy for a while, so he quietly walked behind Zhao Qian, intending to spy on him. Fan.

As he expected, Zhao Qian was indeed writing a novel, and judging from the plot, it seemed to be urban.

As a result, after seeing it, I immediately became interested.

Xu Shaocong himself usually reads novels, whether it is fantasy fairy tales or urban science fiction, he has dabbled in all of them, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old bookworm.

He didn't see the plot that Zhao Qian wrote earlier, but just judging from the plot on the screen, the level is not bad. I didn't expect that Zhao Qian was so unobtrusive, so deep in the essence of pretending to face.

The more Xu Shaocong watched, the more fascinated he became, and he had successfully put himself into it.

After a long time, Zhao Qian finally stopped, took a deep breath, and subconsciously looked at the time, almost an hour had passed.Rubbing my sore fingers and wrists, and checking the word count, I actually "wrote" more than 8000 words.

That's amazing, it's only been an hour. If you keep going at this speed, wouldn't you be able to write tens of thousands in a day?
Zhao Qian was a little excited. He didn't expect that he, a handicapped party, would one day become a (pseudo) tentacle monster.

Stretching, he found someone standing behind him, he was startled, turned around and saw that it was Xu Shaocong, he was annoyed: "Damn, Da Cong, when did you come back, you didn't make any sound, you scared me to death! "

While speaking, I didn't forget to shrink the document down.

Xu Shaocong didn't care about other things, and asked quickly: "Brother Qian, is this your novel? Is there any more? Let me read it again!"

I just saw the tense plot, so it's gone, and the chapters are not broken like this.Those authors on the Internet are out of chapters, and it’s fine if they can’t crawl along the network cable to kill people, but this one in front of them can’t be human flesh?
Zhao Qian waved his hands in distaste: "Go away, go away, what's the point of chattering, what kind of novel? I don't know!"

Hearing Xu Shaocong said that he wanted to read what he wrote, Zhao Qian instinctively resisted.This is related to personal habits. When he writes, he doesn't like to let people around him see it. He thinks it's a shameful thing, so although the students in the dormitory know that he is writing a novel, they have never read it.

Who knew Xu Shaocong yelled, "Brother Qian, you can't treat me like this. Anyway, we have been in the same bed for more than a year. You know my depth and I know your length. Can you just let me see?"

"Fuck off!"

Zhao Qian's goosebumps came up, and he was furious: "Don't be disgusting, why have you been in the same bed for more than a year, is it right?"

Xu Shaocong said earnestly: "Brother Qian, Boss Zhao, please let me watch it for a while longer."

At the beginning, it was just out of curiosity, but after reading it for a while, I suddenly felt that the novel was written very well, which made people have the urge to continue reading.Zhao Qian suddenly closed the document, and Xu Shaocong felt like a kitten scratching its paws.

"I don't like others to read what I wrote." Zhao Qian frowned, and hesitated to speak again. He suddenly felt that now is a good opportunity to act aggressively. Isn't his moral value scarce now?The system has said that there is no lower limit to pretending to be aggressive, so that you can earn more moral value!

Xu Shaocong looked serious: "Can I be considered someone else? I'm your brother! Besides, you won't be pregnant if you look at it. At most, I'll treat you to supper tonight!"

Anyway, I have to go down to buy late night snacks every time, so I just bring him one.In order to satisfy his desire for updates, Xu Shaocong also spent money.

Zhao Qian looked contemptuous, but it was undeniable that seeing Xu Shaocong begging himself so eagerly made him feel extremely happy.Immediately pretending to ponder, then cleared his throat: "Ahem, since you begged me so sincerely, then I will show mercy and allow you to watch the masterpiece of my deity! You should cherish this opportunity, oh By the way, you can’t disclose this to outsiders, understand?”

"I understand, I promise to do it!" Xu Shaocong's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, almost swearing.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be aggressive, and the value of morality +5..." The system reminded in due time.

Zhao Qian was overjoyed, this step was indeed the right one.

Although the value of 5 points is not much, as long as you accumulate more, I believe that you can save it up again soon, and then you can exchange it for novels with higher value.If you want to become a real Wenchaogong, of course you can't just rely on one work.

"It's too little, it's less than [-] words."

It took a few minutes to read the manuscript in the document, Xu Shaocong felt a little regretful, and asked, "What about the rest?"

"That's all for the time being." Zhao Qian played with his mobile phone. Just now, while Xu Shaocong was reading a novel, he used his mobile phone to check some information about this world.

Xu Shaocong suddenly had a bitter face: "Isn't it?" This seedling with only 8000 words has entered the pit by itself. When will I have to wait for fattening?

"Kneeling for an update, boss!" Xu Shaocong almost offered his knee.

Zhao Qian said calmly: "What's the rush, the plot of the novel is all in my head, I can write it whenever I want, and it's a casual thing to update [-] characters every day."

Xu Shaocong couldn't stop talking, [-] words a day, which is amazing for my brother, and he can struggle with writing [-] words for a long time.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending to be aggressive, and the moral value +5..."

Hearing the system prompt, Zhao Qian was refreshed. Haha, he is indeed a genius, and he has learned the secrets of acting aggressively without a teacher. It seems that if he wants to earn more moral value in the future, he must act aggressively.

Xu Shaocong asked: "By the way, Brother Qian, I think your level is no worse than those great gods, so how much money did you earn from the last book?"

Speaking of which, Zhao Qian was sullen: "Shangben is on the street."

If he didn't rush to the street, he should be a master with a monthly income of tens of thousands, and sleeps with a sword every day.But in the blink of an eye, he was relieved again. Anyway, he now has the system in his hand, and he believes that becoming a god is not a dream. When the time comes, hehehe...

What is the purpose of writing a book?
Isn't it to make your life full of money and lust? !

"Oh." Xu Shaocong didn't dare to say anything when he saw that his face was not good-looking.

Zhao Qianhao suddenly became angry: "Don't worry, it won't be long before I become a great master. When the time comes, I will earn a million a month, and I will take you to the Great Sword and Dragon."

Xu Shaocong just smiled and didn't take it seriously, but if there was such a day, he would be happy for Zhao Qian.

……

Qihang Chinese.com is the largest novel website in the world.

Zhao Qian directly registered an author account, which is still called "half-paper love letter" as before.

Create a work, upload the first two chapters of "God-Level Prodigal Boy", and then wait for review.

There is no class today, Zhao Qian continued to code when he came back after dinner.The more manuscripts are saved, the better. He also plans to wait for a big explosion after signing the contract and putting it on the shelves.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qian opened the author's background and found that the new book had been approved, and there were 8 more favorites.What surprised him even more was that there were several comments in the book review area.

"The book is good. I have collected it. Please accept the five-chapter recommendation vote."

"Damn it, this book is poisonous, the pretense is too deep, I can't stop at all, begging for an update!"

"Which great god's vest is the author? Well written!"

Seeing this, Zhao Qian laughed, it's a good sign that someone can watch it.

Zhao Qian, who was in a good mood, uploaded two more chapters, but he didn't release them immediately, but chose to wait until noon tomorrow. After finishing all this, he thought about it, changed the introduction casually, and added a sentence at the end——

"This book is a million-word manuscript, welcome to collect it!"

　The new book of love letter is first released, please support, bookmark, click on the recommended book list, comment on the chapter, say, all of them are needed, thank you!

　　


(End of this chapter)