A foreign city, dear you

Chapter 522 Found a favorite road

All beginnings are hard.

The last time Ye Lian wrote a novel, she had more than 20,000 words, but because she felt it was so bad, she threw it all away.

But Ye Lian did not intend to give up, she wanted to start from the beginning.

Before we knew it, it was November.

After several months of study, Ye Lian started writing novels again.

As of today, Ye Lian has written more than 10,000 words.

This time, Ye Lian felt that her novel had some feeling.

She understood how to lay out the story, how to let the story lines develop independently and intertwine with each other, how to portray the characters, how to describe the details...

In short, her novels are no longer just chronicles.

Ye Lian's plan is to write a novel, but she does not set a time limit for herself to complete the task.

She wrote slowly. When she had time, she would write a thousand words. When she didn't have time, she would write a few hundred words or pause.

She just treats it as a hobby that she can put down and pick up again at any time.

As the times progress, the way people write is also changing.

In the past, people needed paper and pen to write, but now, people write anything on computers.

There are several advantages to writing on a computer: it is very convenient to modify without any traces of erasure; it can be saved at any time and is not easily lost; it is also very convenient to find and will appear as soon as you search.

Moreover, if you type quickly, you can write very quickly.

When Ye Lian wrote articles before, she wrote them in a notebook.

When she decided to try to write a novel, she tried to write it on a computer. After all, computers have advantages that pen and paper cannot match; after all, she also wants to keep up with the times.

But at the beginning, Ye Lian was not used to the way of writing on the computer, and she seemed to have a kind of aversion to writing on the computer.

When she sat in front of the computer, facing the screen, with her hands on the keyboard, for a long time she couldn't find the feeling of writing, the feeling of having a lot of ideas, that kind of writing inspiration was always reluctant to come.

Therefore, Ye Lian often had to ponder and scratch his head in front of the computer, and could not type a single word for a long time.

Moreover, because she seldom used computers, Ye Lian's typing speed was also very slow. She had to look for the letters and numbers on the keyboard one by one.

In short, Ye Lian still needs to slowly get used to the computer when it comes to writing.

Today, Ye Lian also typed word by word, and finally typed out five or six hundred words, completing a story she had thought of.

How to write next? How to develop the next storyline? Ye Lian has not yet figured it out.

When the story got stuck, Ye Lian wanted to relax and take a break.

Ye Lian currently has no idea how far she can go in writing the novel she is working on and how many words she can write.

She wants to write a long novel, so how many words does it take to be considered a long novel?

Fifty thousand words, or a hundred thousand words, can be considered a long novel, right?

Ye Lian wanted to see if her idea was correct, so she went online to check it out.

As a result, Ye Lian saw on the Internet that for traditional published books, a novel of more than 100,000 words can be considered a novel, but for online novels, a novel of 100,000 words is just the starting point, and many are more than 1 million words, and some are several million words or even tens of millions of words.

Ye Lian thought, I am a novice in writing, so publishing is definitely impossible; what about writing online?

Oh my god, 100,000 words is just the starting point, usually it takes 1 million words, at my typing speed, when will I be able to type 100,000 words? Not to mention 1 million words.

Never mind, just treat it as a hobby.

But Ye Lian was still curious.

Online articles? What are online articles? Where can I publish online articles? On websites? Will any website accept the articles written by an unknown person like me?

Ye Lian went online to check again.

After this search, Ye Lian seemed to have discovered a huge world of online literature.

It turns out there are so many online novel websites, how come I didn’t know anything about them?

Ye Lian suddenly became interested. Based on some clues obtained on the Internet, she kept searching and obtaining more and more information.

It turns out that I am too ignorant.

It turns out that online novels have been developed for many years, and there are many online writers.

It turns out that the first step to becoming an online writer is to sign a contract with a website. In order to sign a contract with a website, you must have strong writing skills and a fast writing speed. Once signed, you must update continuously and ensure that you update more than 4000 words a day.

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Ye Lian was both excited and frustrated.

Excitedly, she felt as if she had discovered a path she liked;

The frustrating thing is that this road cannot be traveled just by liking it. It is not easy and there are many obstacles and hurdles.

Ye Lian's heart couldn't calm down for a moment. She kept thinking about online writing and signing contracts.

She simply stopped writing and went for a walk in Shahong Park.

Cao Xueqin went home early today.

When he got home, Ye Lian was cooking.

Just as one of the dishes was ready, Ye Lian took it out of the pot. She had just turned off the fire, and the oil at the bottom of the pot was still sizzling under the residual heat of the fire.

Cao Xueqin entered the kitchen, hugged Ye Lian, and then said to Ye Lian: "Why don't you turn off the fire? The pot will burn soon."

Ye Lian gave Cao Xueqin a sidelong glance: "How do you know I didn't turn off the fire? You should use your own eyes to see it, you are just talking nonsense."

Cao Xueqian looked down at the bottom of the pot and said, "You can't blame me for this. There must be a reason why I didn't see it clearly, right? Who made you so charming? All I could see was you. How could I care about anything else?"

Ye Lian couldn't help laughing and said, "All you know is to talk nonsense and sweet talk every day."

"My dear wife, you know it well," Cao Xueqian said with a playful smile, "I just try to find ways to make my wife happy every day."

Ye Lian shook her head, gave a helpless look, and continued cooking.

She remembered what she discovered about online novels on the Internet today and wanted to tell Cao Xueqin about it.

"It turns out that written novels can be published online," said Ye Lian.

"How do I publish it online?" Cao Xueqin asked. He always supported Ye Lian's hobbies, and when he saw Ye Lian writing a novel, he said that when Ye Lian finished writing, he would find a publishing house to publish it at his own expense.

“Just find a website first, sign a contract with the website, and then you can publish your work.”

"That's great, it's so convenient. You can also sign a contract on the website. You might become a famous writer before you know it."

"That's easy to say. I just know about it now. I don't dare to think about signing a contract. First, you have to write a good novel, and second, you have to update 4000 words a day. How can I do that?"

"Where there is a will there is a way. If you can't write 4,000 words a day, why don't you write them first and save them there, and then publish them slowly after you sign the contract?"

"Yes," Ye Lian seemed to be enlightened: "I can write slowly, slowly, and when I have written enough, I will sign the contract. Then there will be no pressure after signing the contract, right?"

"Correct. Don't you think my husband is very smart?" Cao Xueqin always brags about himself.

"But if I keep writing and writing, and write a lot, what if I can't sign the contract then won't it be invalid?" Ye Lian worried.

"What does it matter?" Cao Xueqin slowly analyzed for Ye Lian: "Anyway, you still like to write and will write even if you don't sign the contract. Signing the contract is just a surprise, and not signing the contract is no loss. At least you have improved your writing skills and enriched your life."

After Cao Xueqian said this, Ye Lian also figured it out: "Yes, how come what you said is so correct?"

"It must be correct." Cao Xueqin was proud.

"Then I'll write slowly?" Ye Lian was a little happy.

"Yeah. I seem to see a writing star rising." Cao Xueqin pretended to be admiring and gestured as he spoke.

Ye Lian was amused by Cao Xueqian again, and said coquettishly, "Oh, don't laugh at me, this is something that hasn't even started yet."

"How dare I laugh at you..."

Before Cao Xueqin could finish his words, there was a bang of a door outside.

Ye Lian hurriedly put out the last dish: "Son is back, let's get ready to eat."

It's half past eleven at night.

Cao Lanshan had fallen asleep in the next room.

Cao Xueqin was still reluctant to go to sleep.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Ye Lian asked, lying in bed.