Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

"Gimmick flow... how to write it?"

Hill was a little curious and looked at Lin En half-understanding, waiting for his further answer.

Lynn: "The so-called gimmick writing method is very simple to explain. At the beginning of the novel, point out the gimmick and tell the readers clearly what will happen next. Then, your readers will look forward to this gimmick happening. Then they will read it one song at a time, and then the gimmick will appear.”

Hill: "So it can still be like this? Then what does this gimmick... mean?"

Lin En clasped his hands between his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Let me tell you a story about 30 years in Hexi and 30 years in Hedong..."

Immediately afterwards, Linn shared the classic good-for-nothing counterattack story with Hill. Hill was stunned for a moment, and it turned out that this was a gimmick flow!

"The so-called loser's counterattack is just like you now. You are a little loser in terms of writing, and you are laughed at and looked down upon by everyone. But now you have me as the old man in the ring. As long as I give you a little time, you can Can become the strongest newcomer king!"

Lynn began drawing up a blueprint for Hill.

Hill couldn't help but start to imagine the scene when she became a famous author. She stood up and said excitedly:

"Then...can I also worship you as my teacher like in the story you told me?"

What Linn wanted was Hill's words.

In order to prevent Hill from misunderstanding that he had other intentions, Linn showed a very embarrassed look: "This... is no problem, but let's talk about it first. Whether you can pass the manuscript depends on your understanding. I just I can give you a little boost.”

"In this way, you go back tonight, after finishing your work, take time to write your own story, think carefully about what I said to you today, and then decide to write. You tell me your home address. We will meet at the hotel tomorrow morning. Meet downstairs at your house."

In order not to let Hill spend money on buying him coffee, the considerate Lynn chose to meet downstairs at Hill's house.

Hill was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and said excitedly: "Okay! No problem, Mr. Linn, I feel like there is a spring of ideas in my head now. I will go back to write now, and I will give the first draft of my work to you tomorrow." You’re just passing by, goodbye!”

After Hill bowed to Linn, he left the cafe with brisk steps.

Looking at Hill's leaving figure, the curve of Linn's mouth narrowed.

After experiencing a copy of the Heart Demon Seal for the second time, he was no longer nervous, but had to guard against the Heart Demon Seal lurking in the dark.

What could be writer Hill's inner demon?

.......

The next day, Lin En woke up from his hotel room. He got dressed, had a leisurely breakfast, and then went to the downstairs of Hill's house at the agreed place. He saw Hill sitting on a table downstairs. on the chair.

The place where Hill lives is a low-rise private house run by an individual landlord. The advantage of this is that the rent will be much cheaper than in the city. The disadvantage is that there are no heating measures in the room, such as floor heating and air conditioning, so there is no need to think about it. Well, if you can have a separate bathroom in the room, you have to burn high incense.

Lin En observed secretly and saw that the girl was very nervous, like a student waiting for the instructor to check, constantly looking through the manuscript in her hand, trying to find out if there was anything that could be modified.

She was holding the manuscript in her hand, feeling very anxious inside. She was afraid that Lin En would not come to her, and that Lin En would forget this promise.

In the winter morning, the cold was approaching. Hill's little face was red from the cold, he was shivering, and his teeth were chattering. He could only hope that Linn would come soon.

Seeing how pitiful Hill was, how could Linn bear to continue watching? He secretly vowed to help Hill change the current situation.

He walked slowly to Hill, smiled and said, "Good morning, Miss Hill!"

Hill raised her head and met Lin Enxi's eyes. Her little face was slightly red: "Hey! Senior Lin En, are you here so soon? This is the manuscript I wrote after staying up late last night. Please help me read it. Look!”

When Lin took over a thick stack of manuscripts, she touched Hill's cold little hands. Due to the winter, Hill's hands inevitably developed frostbite. In addition, she worked at a desk for a long time and needed to use The hand, so the part of the hand holding the pen, showed signs of injury.

Lin frowned, looked at the scars on the back of Hill's hands, and said distressedly: "Your hands are very cold. Are they also in this state when you usually write?"

When Lin En's warm hand came into contact with Hill's little hand, Hill retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. His eyes dodge and he said, "Thank you, Senior Lin En, for your concern. I'm used to it."

Seeing Hill's reaction is so strong, she must be a social phobia, but you can think with your toes that a person who stays at home all day long and aspires to write novels must not want to have more contact with society... Lin En thought in her heart.

He needs to find a way to get closer to Hill as soon as possible so that she will not be defensive about him and even increase her favorability, just like the last time with the puppet master Lopez.

"Okay, let me see if you have followed through on the tips I gave you yesterday."

After saying that, Linn sat back in front of the chair, picked up the manuscript in his hand, and began to browse.

Hill looked at Linn expectantly.

As Lin read, he subconsciously read the introduction: "A brother and sister who traveled in various worlds, after coming to the new world, encountered a terrible god, who forcibly separated the brother and sister and abducted them. After losing her brother, the sister who woke up had to embark on a journey to find her relatives..."

Hill nodded: "Yes, I plan to let the heroine meet many friends later, travel around the world, and finally expose big conspiracies. When she is about to find her brother, there will be a big twist. It turns out that the heroine herself is The big villain, at the critical moment, it was her friend who awakened the heart of the heroine... and finally defeated the big devil, saved the world, and found her brother!"

Linn nodded: "Your idea is very good, and the ending is great, but your gimmick really goes too far."

Hill said in panic: "Eh? Really? Senior Lin En, if you say something is wrong, I will change it immediately!"

Lynn explained: "The gimmick is like a fishing lure. The bigger it is, the harder it is for the fish to eat the hook. If it is too small, the fish will not be attracted."

Hill somewhat understood what Lynn meant: "Senior, you are saying that the plot of the brother and sister encounter really requires a lot of plot preparation, and many readers will lose their patience in the process, right?"

Lin En praised: "Yes, so you can constantly set up multiple gimmicks and exciting points, set different problems for the protagonist, and let the protagonist lead his own team to challenge."

Lynn continued reading Hill's novel.

Soon, his face changed.

"Wait a minute...Why can't the heroine even defeat the simplest slime? This is so poisonous!"

"Why are you being questioned by the soldiers guarding the city and showing such a humble and compromising look? She is the protagonist. How can the protagonist be bullied?"

"What! The dignified protagonist actually wants to do commissions for your Adventurers Association to earn gold coins. These passers-by also ask the protagonist to water the flowers and plant grass. He works hard and runs around everywhere. I came all the way here just to help ordinary people. If I do some errands in exchange for a few mosquito legs, wouldn’t I be a beggar on my knees!”

Hill carefully explained: "It's about making money, not being shabby..."

Lin En shook his head: "It's so shabby! It's so shabby!"

"If you tamper with the outline I gave you at will, it's just superfluous!"

Lynn's tone went up an octave, criticizing Hill's work as useless.

Hill said in panic: "I'm sorry, Mr. Linn, my idea is to let the protagonist grow slowly, from being weak at the beginning to becoming stronger, and the attitude of people around her will also become respectful towards her. This is also a bit cool."

Lin En calmed down and said: "Hill, your idea is not wrong. I know that what you want to write is a slow-burn type, but you no longer have time to try and make mistakes now. You must give up the literary youth disease. Let your start be the best!"

Hill was crestfallen: "I...is my novel really that bad? Do I really have no talent in this area?"

Lin En, who followed the principle of hitting him with a stick and giving him a sweet date, calmed down his expression just now and put on a gentle look.

"Actually, it's not all without merit. I think your character, whether it's personality or emotion, is pretty good. You only need to slightly modify the plot, and this book can become a thoroughly enjoyable novel!"

Hill raised his head: "Then how to modify it? The plot has been decided. If we want to modify it, wouldn't it mean that we have to tear everything down and start over?"

Lin En's mouth sketched: "Let this story be turned upside down... The invincible heroine comes to this world to save the people of Dawn. In the process, she makes friends, then casually shocks the gods, and finally finds her brother and travels to other places. world!"

Hill: "Is this how it was originally solved?"