After summoning the sand sculpture player, I became the richest man in the universe

Writing novels with code characters is a very interesting but boring thing.

A stalk, a brain hole, gradually fills in the branches, and is constantly perfected with the efforts of the writer, and finally forms a work.

Maybe interesting, maybe just a dry one.

Luo Xue started writing because she was idle and bored in college. After registering as a writer, she began to write intermittently. After graduation, the income can support herself, and she can also pay social security by the way, so she started working full-time.

She has never experienced beatings by society.

But her friends are going through it.

Luo Xue: "Ahhh! Raise your eyebrows? Let me share something good with you! Do you have time now?"

There was excitement in her voice, and she wished she could jump directly to the ceiling, so that people could see how capable she is now.

The person on the other side was very surprised: "You social fear actually took the initiative to call me? I thought you would never talk about things that could be solved by WeChat! I have time, and I am watching a TV series!"

Luo Xue turned around on the ground excitedly: "I got an artifact today! I wrote a hundred thousand words!"

Raising eyebrows: "Wait, are you awake or are you dreaming? One hundred thousand words? The most I've ever seen people write is eighty thousand a day, and even the time for meals and the bathroom has to be squeezed."

"You're the only one who pays [-] words? It's not bad if you break out and earn [-] a day." Raising eyebrows and chuckling.

Luo Xue shook her head: "Hey you, wait, I'll let you see that I, who has always been naked, finally have the joy of saving manuscripts!"

With the phone tucked around her neck, she walked to the computer and dragged the document to Yangmei's Q interface.

As soon as the person over there received it, he was shocked instantly.

"The manuscript of the serialized article? Fuck it, it's okay, Xue, have you grown up? How about saving the full text of this one?" She praised without hesitation.

Luo Xue was so excited that she clapped her hands, and her voice was transmitted through the microphone to the earpiece of the person opposite.

"I've really really never been so thankful that I'm a fast-paced writing contestant."

She could no longer sit quietly in the chair, and walked around the study room.

Stepping on the ground, there is a thick carpet on the ground, which is very comfortable.The rest of the large area is cold marble, and it is a little cold to step on it with the air conditioner on.

Brain speed and hand speed are different.Some people don't use their brains and just copy and type for an hour, and they can reach a speed of six or seven thousand.

But this is the most ideal state: no brain, no conception, no entanglement with the scene, no careful wording.

If you write a lot and become proficient, you can also touch type. The wording, sentences, and structure, plus the outline that has been built long ago, and the detailed outline that is drawn in a few minutes before each writing, can achieve a better speed.

However, even if the above conditions are met, some people can only make one thousand or two thousand per hour.

This is because of the speed limit of the brain.

Not thinking clearly, coupled with Calvin, and various other factors, will have a great impact on the speed of codewords.

Luo Xue could write [-] words fluently in an hour, but that was before.

When I was in college, I was full of passion. I just wrote on the membrane keyboard of my laptop, sitting cross-legged and slumped, and I didn’t pay attention to my wrist posture. In the end, I suffered from back pain + tenosynovitis.

When I wrote about forgetting my feelings, my fingers were flying on the keyboard, and the touch shaft of the membrane keyboard bounced too hard, which hurt my fingers too much.

The price of ignorance is inexplicable illness.

Now even if she has brain speed, she can only write more than 1000 words an hour, otherwise, if she has tenosynovitis, she will have to type with her fingers.

But Luo Xue was very happy. After finishing a book, she was very happy.

Such a sense of happiness and satisfaction has allowed her to persevere until now.

"Didn't I tell you about voice input before? But I'm a southerner, and you know that the recognition rate is too low."

Thinking of her previous experience, she wrinkled her nose: "I've been imagining that my keyboard can become a sperm!"

Raising eyebrows: "Pfft, this is everyone's dream!"

Luo Xue: "Brain wave writing is also possible!"

Raising eyebrows in agreement: "Yes! I hope scientists can develop it in my lifetime! Liberate us!"

Luo Xue: "Don't wait! It's already appeared!!!"

Her tone was so intense that it almost broke her voice.

The eyebrow raised on the opposite side: "Gah?" My friend, are you dreaming and acting silly?

In the DF5 game, the "writing assistant" obtained by Luo Xue with her precious phoenix tail feathers is a piece of software.

A writing software invented by a certain planet on a certain technological plane to help children release their instincts.

The original requirement for developing this software was that the youngest daughter in the producer's family always had some unconstrained ideas, and the father wanted to record them.

However, children cannot accept certain brain detection instruments, and can only use the safest few products.

But these functions are not what he needs.

As soon as he had an idea, the father brought his wife, who is a doctor, together to develop such a magical software.

Later, it became popular among children.Although parents can't understand what babbling children say, they can understand what their children are thinking through the feedback images in their minds.

Although, the above is also a guesswork.

But at least there is a scientific basis for it!

It is no longer necessary to rely on random probability, and use the starting point of "I'm for your own good" to let children accept things they don't like but can't express.

Later, this thing was purchased and patented, and turned to develop a writing assistant for writers.

This boss is obsessed with chasing novels, but the authors are always cooing.And always making excuses like "oops I broke my hand" - God knows they'll pick you up within 5 minutes of a broken head!

Since the advent of writing assistants, those googoos who always yell "I have something to do, it's too late, and I'm too far to go out to buy popsicles" have no more excuses.

Luo Xue recalled the experience of just a few hours ago, and tried her best to suppress her intense emotions.

"I got a prop in the game, which was used to write a novel." She said.

Raising eyebrows: "???"

She couldn't figure it out: "Wait, wait, you got a small black room in the game? Fuck, it's because you can't write enough words and you don't want to play the game, right? This game is cruel enough!"

No wonder they were gay friends, the first reaction of both of them was similar.

Luo Xue: "Hahahahaha no!"

Explaining the cause and effect to Yangmei, she spoke clearly but couldn't help but add a lot of her supervisor's feelings, and she seemed not so calm.

After drawing this reward, Luo Xue spent a few hours in the game, and the first two hours were spent doing "writing assistant" setting questions.

This is mainly to record and analyze the user's personal habits, in terms of sentence structure, vocabulary selection, behavior preference, etc., through a large number of topic selections, so that the software can identify users.

At first she was a little irritable, but because she was still curious, Luo Xue did not give up easily.However, the last 10 minutes were really difficult.

"I'm like looking forward to the last minute of get out of class!" She described it with raised eyebrows, "I have expectations, but I have worn out my patience."

Fortunately, it's over.

Then she took off.

"What I imagined, a sentence in my mind, can appear immediately, exactly. If I want to modify the punctuation, or give up the sentence just now, I can do it with a flash of thought."

Until now, Luo Xue felt that this thing was too miraculous.

"And it can be exported! It's a direct TXT mode! I can copy it to the codeword software and make a layout!"

She no longer gave Yangmei a chance to talk, and she was talking about it by herself, showing her new things to her friends.

Eyebrow raised: "!!!"

Luo Xue: "I never knew! Codewriting is such a joyful thing!"

In the past, as long as she went through the outline and imagined the key scenes, she felt——OK, the book is finished.