I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1788 Write you to death

Kerry was thinking, and Eleven asked, "How is it? Mr. Kerry, what are the conditions proposed by Mr. An Ran?"

Can you be cowardly at this time?

Carrie is not afraid.

He has written novels for more than 20 years, and he has never been afraid of anyone.

"Of course no problem!" Kerry smiled confidently.

Do you think long stories are the same as short stories?
You are courting death.

Especially for this kind of newspaper serialization, if the content you wrote that day is not good, a lot of people will scold you, or even abandon you, and will not read your work.

But he has this confidence.

He has written quite a few works with 20 words, as well as works with 50 words.

But there are no works with 100 million words.

He is taking the high-quality route.

Eleven nodded, "It seems that Mr. Carey is very confident."

Kerry laughed "hehe", "Mr. An Ran, how many chapters do you serialize in a week?"

In his opinion, one to two chapters a week is the limit.

After all, this thing requires thinking and pondering.

If it exceeds two chapters, three chapters a week, that is the limit.

An Ran estimated that there would be at most one or two chapters a week, so she had to raise the limit for him, and after letting him measure up, the quality would drop.

Die fast.

An Ran is not afraid.

"What does Mr. Kerry mean?" An Ran looked at Kerry with a smile.

The corners of Chu Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched twice, this smile was digging someone else's hole again.

Kerry probably didn't even need to say anything, just jumped on his own.

Sure enough, Kerry said with a smile: "We can't make readers wait too long, let's serialize it three times a week."

"What? Mr. Carey, serialized three times a week, aren't you joking!"

Everyone around was startled.

Published in newspapers, the number of words is generally not too small, at least [-] words upwards, and [-] words a week. In such a situation, the quality must be guaranteed, which is simply embarrassing.

"Mr. Kerry has the confidence, but Mr. An Ran doesn't know."

"I believe Mr. An Ran should be able to!"

"That's hard to say. I think Mr. Kerry has a better chance of winning. After all, he has been writing for many years, and his writing age is almost catching up with Mr. An Ran's age. Practice makes perfect, so I think Mr. Kerry has a better chance of winning. "

Everyone nodded.

It's such a reason.

When soliciting essays, no one knew how long it would take for everyone to write an article.

For example, Courier is facing a fairy tale, but he also checked a lot of information, then repeatedly selected materials, repeatedly brewed, and finally chose what he wanted to write.

If An Ran didn't participate this time, he would have a high probability of becoming famous in one battle.

Just because of An Ran, his aura became much weaker at once.

Otherwise, just defeating Kerry and Tiffany would be a legend.

And Kerry has been writing novels for so many years. To put it bluntly, people don't need to look up any information, as long as they work hard, they can write a novel of 30 to [-] words.

And the quality is not too bad.

Compared with the novel, An Ran may not be the opponent.

After hearing what Carrie said, An Ran frowned on the stage.

Really embarrassed?
Everyone sighed in their hearts, talent is talent, this difficulty is too high, I am afraid that An Ran will not be able to achieve it.

At least [-] words a week is not so easy to complete.

And this has to be guaranteed.

Seeing An Ran's expression, Kerry felt secretly refreshed, but he didn't intend to give An Ran a chance.

"Mr. An Ran, this is the minimum. As a novelist, you must have both speed and quality!" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel complacent.

"Everyone knows that I write more than three novels every year, with a combined word count of more than 60. This is one of the reasons why I can stand tall in the novel world!"

"If you want to be a good writer, you have to get up to speed."

His words made everyone admire.

But An Ran almost died laughing.

60 words a year, that's only two months for writers on Earth.com.

If you are a bit perverted, they can write 80 million words in two months.

It will become bragging capital for you.

An Ran said: "Mr. Carey, I think you have misunderstood."

"Huh?" Kerry looked over in confusion.

An Ran said calmly: "I mean, serializing every day, three times a week, it is really too slow!"

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound from the surrounding Yaque.

I am Nima.

You are too outrageous.

"This... Mr. An Ran is crazy."

"I'm afraid no one can do it."

"Mr. An Ran, do you want to use this method to make Mr. Carey admit defeat? I don't think it's possible. Mr. Carey has been writing novels for too long."

Kerry also said loudly: "Mr. An Ran, if you want to scare me away with this method, you will be disappointed."

"I won't be intimidated by you."

An Ran glanced at him, "I didn't mean to scare you, Mr. Carey, serialize once a day, [-] characters each time."

Cao!
It was really scary to say this.

[-] words a day.

Damn, you need 30 words a month, so you don’t have to do other things, just sit in front of the computer and type words every day.

And with this quantity, the quality may not be guaranteed.

But speaking of it, it feels quite enjoyable.

It's not bad to read a book in a month.

I just don't know whether An Ran's words are true or not.

Kerry was really terrified when he heard that, you are so paralyzed that you are playing with me to death, right?

[-] words a day.

What are you kidding?

Anyway, this must not scare him.

Kerry nodded, "No problem!"

Fuck, these two people are going all out, and their lives are lost.

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen looked at each other.

This guy An Ran is killing Kerry to death.

He writes [-] words as if it were just for fun, but Kerry is different.

Kerry is getting old, you can let him for a day or two, how about ten or eight days?

If you keep doing it for a month and a half, the old guy will definitely have something wrong.

An Ran's malice was clearly revealed, but unfortunately the old man didn't notice it at all.

Eleven was also a little worried, but he was worried about An Ran.

She asked Chu Xiaoxiao in a low voice, "Can Mr. An Ran fulfill this condition by himself?"

Chu Xiaoxiao said: "This will definitely not have any impact on him. If it weren't for the fact that he is relatively busy recently, I think he can raise this number to [-] words."

Eleven was startled, this is a humanoid typewriter.

"What about the quality?"

After all, "Watergate Daily" can still stand firm in the Internet age, naturally it has its unique features, and there must be no problems in quality.

Chu Xiaoxiao said: "It's absolutely guaranteed!"

Eleven nodded, a little dubiously.

But after thinking about it, let him go, even if An Ran's writing is not of good quality, he is not afraid.

Instead, you can use this to hype a wave.

If it really doesn't work, An Ran will give him an explanation, he won't be wrong about this guy.

(End of this chapter)