I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1791
"Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone"

The popularity of this book has been verified on the earth, and no more operations are needed.

Kerry wanted an outline and a detailed outline, and it took hours for both of them.

And when it comes to the plot of the story behind, you must search for information and the like.

In addition, I will work hard to write tonight, not to mention staying up all night.

After staying up half the night, I didn't run away.

An Ran doesn't need it, just start it and finish it. The whole text is written in his own head.

As soon as he sat down, Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen came in.

Chu Xiaoxiao personally made him a pot of tea, and then brought the teacup to him.

"I'm going to stay up late tonight!"

In his opinion, An Ran hadn't done anything, even if he managed to write the front part tonight, he would have to stay up all night.

An Ran shook her head, "Up to two hours."

"what?"

The corner of Chu Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched slightly, this guy... Forget it, never mind, anyway, this guy is different from normal people.

Fei Liwen was very interested, "Let me see what story you wrote?"

"Harry Potter big..."

"The title of the book sounds a bit weird." Fei Liwen said doubtfully, "It looks like a name from a person from Xizhou, but it's a bit weird."

"What's the matter with that Potter?"

"Ahem!" An Ran didn't dare to say that it was her bad taste, "Sister Liwen, that's the name, people from Xizhou can't come up with any name...don't worry too much about it."

Feliwen snorted.

Just watch An Ran start typing directly on the document.

"Chapter 1 The Boy Who Lived"

Both Fei Liwen and Chu Xiaoxiao were surprised.

Chu Xiaoxiao said: "Don't you need to write an outline or something?"

"Then at least you have to know the background of the characters. If you write directly like this... it's a bit sloppy!"

"No need!" An Ran pointed to her head, "I've thought about it all, it's in my head."

Are you so awesome?

The two stood behind An and watched.

I would like to see how you write.

An Ran paused for a moment, and then her hands began to move around the keyboard.

The two of them only heard the sound of "crackling" and tapping on the keyboard, and letters jumped on the screen one by one.

"The Dursleys, who live at No. 4, Privet Drive, proudly said that they belonged to a very well-behaved family, please, please.

They have never had anything to do with mysteries, because they don't believe in crooked ways at all.

Mr. Vernon Dursley was director of a company called Groning, which made drilling rigs.

He was tall and burly, so fat that he hardly even had a neck..."

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen were stunned watching from behind.

An Ran sprinkled it down casually, and with the loud tapping sound of the keyboard, the smooth and flowing articles appeared on the paper.

This……

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

You should know that if you simply narrate one thing, your typing speed will naturally be very fast.

But when it comes to the names of people, places, companies, etc., most of them will stop and think for a while.

In this section of An Ran, there are only names of people and companies.

But An Ran achieved it overnight, without even thinking about it, and just typed it out.

Even if there is an outline, the detailed outline cannot be refined to such an extent.

Both of them stared blankly at An Ran typing.

In this moment of dazed effort, he has already typed a lot of words.

"Our story begins on a dark, gloomy Tuesday, when the Dursleys woke up early in the morning, and the cloudy and low-hanging sky outside the window did not give the slightest hint that mysterious and weird things were about to happen in this place.

Mr. Dursley hummed a ditty, picked out the most unflattering tie to wear to work, and you, Mrs. Dursley, happily babbled and stuffed Dali, who was screaming, into the child seat... "

Similarly, when the character "Dali" appeared, An Ran still didn't think about it, and just typed out the name.

This guy is a freak.

At the same time, in an instant, he had already thought about the time when the story started, and the environment when the story started.

Create a dark wind with a little pressure.

Chu Xiaoxiao smiled wryly, and prepared a pot of tea for someone. If this continues, An Ran may be able to complete [-] words in at most two hours.

Look at the time, before twelve o'clock, they can get it done.

This freak is simply impossible to look at directly.

The two admired and marveled at the same time.

Seeing that An Ran was already devoting herself to work, Chu Xiaoxiao pulled Fei Liwen, and the two came out of the office.

Obviously at this time, An Ran had already thrown herself into her work, and didn't even know about the departure of the two of them.

Chu Xiaoxiao closed the door, and Fei Liwen patted her chest, "This guy is too amazing, I don't know how his head is long, and he wrote everything without thinking. With him like this, [-] words a day is not a problem at all. "

Chu Xiaoxiao nodded, "You can still shoot left and right, but that might be tiring, so I didn't write that, maybe it's not necessary."

Fei Liwen nodded, and then said with a smile: "I just said that this guy asked for [-]D a day, torturing himself and others! Why bother!

I didn't expect it to be like this. "

Chu Xiaoxiao gave a rare smile, "He, he definitely won't do anything that would make him suffer."

"Let's go, we both worry about him for nothing."

The two left after talking.

And An Ran worked for nearly two hours.

The book "Harry Potter" has a total of 7 episodes, all of which are deeply engraved in his mind.

No need to think at all, just type it out.

That's it, he also played for nearly two hours.

Looking at the typed text, he checked it again and picked out the typos inside.

It was sent to Eleven's mailbox.

He stood up and moved around before sending a message to Eleven.

Over there, Eleven had been waiting for An Ran's manuscript, and Little Fanny had already fallen asleep at this time.

Elivan didn't have to wait in person.

But what An Ran said was too sure, but he felt that for a normal person to write a story, it would take at least seven or eight hours to write a [-]-word story.

After all, the story needs to be thought and brewed. Unless you type randomly, you can probably complete [-] words in two hours.

So he was both worried and a little bit looking forward to it.

Eleven smoked his pipe while thinking.

The butler over there came over and said, "Mr. Eleven, Mr. An Ran's novel has been delivered."

"Oh?"

Eleven stood up and looked at the time, "It's less than two hours... unbelievable guy!"

"Let's go and have a look together."

The two came to the study together.

Open the email from Enron.

"Good guy, it's really [-] words..."

Eleven glanced at the word count display in the lower left corner, and muttered something.

When I looked at the document, I was obviously taken aback.

""Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone"? The name is weird!"

(End of this chapter)