This arrogant star is so charming

Chapter 102 Mulan Ci

"irritating!"

Although it was written by her boyfriend-to-be, Luo Xiyu felt disgusted when she saw the broken chapters.

However, she knew that Chu Fan had saved the manuscript, so she quickly sent him a message: "Chu Fan, I finished reading today's update, and I still want to read it."

After a while, Chu Fan came back with a message: "A chapter will be updated on time tomorrow morning, and you can read it then."

"I want to watch it now." Luo Xiyu quickly replied.

"After reading the next chapter, you will still want to read the next chapter." Chu Fan, who was typing, had to type intermittently while chatting with his girlfriend-to-be.

But it's strange to say that when no one is looking for me to chat, I always feel that my inspiration is exhausted. Once someone is looking for me, my writing is like a spring.

For example, typing and chatting with Luo Xiyu now, Chu Fan has many plots that he wants to write in his mind.

"I don't care, I just want to watch." After holding hands, Luo Xiyu had unknowingly put herself in the position of Chu Fan's girlfriend, who could be coquettish and make trouble for no reason.

"Okay, add a new chapter today." Chu Fan replied to Luo Xiyu's message, then opened the mobile phone writer's assistant, and published the next chapter saved in the draft box.

Hearing that Chu Fan said that the update has been added, Luo Xiyu hurried up to look.

Seeing this, she hated it even more.

It turns out that this chapter is still laying the groundwork. The protagonist has appeared on the stage, and there is a kind of passion and passion to fight against the Confucians, but when I am about to write poetry and articles, it disappears.

Sure enough, after reading the next chapter, I still want to read the next chapter.

This time, Luo Xiyu stopped sending messages and called Chu Fan: "Chu Fan, are all of you internet writers so good at talking nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense, it's a foreshadowing to mobilize readers' emotions." Chu Fan explained.

"I think you're torturing people. I'm so angry that I don't even want to watch it." Luo Xiyu pouted.

Chu Fan smiled and said, "Then will you still watch it?"

After snorting, Luo Xiyu said truthfully, "Yes, I just want to hit you."

"That's good. Works that are a bit controversial usually bring topics and heat." Chu Fan compromised with the market and followed the trend, so as to attract readers to follow along.

Follow-up reading is an important data that is currently included in the recommendation mechanism on the entire network. For example, 1 collections and [-] follow-up books have higher potential than [-] favorites and [-] follow-up books. Editors prefer the former.

"I Open a Dungeon for Human Race" only has more than 30 collections, but I am very satisfied with reading Chu Fan, there are about [-] collections.

No contract, no recommendation, fantasy theme, and a newcomer vest opening book, with this data, he is content.

The next morning, Chu Fan went to find Li Qingqing.

The richer the capital, the more stingy. I talked with Li Qingqing for more than an hour, from domestic to foreign, from 1000 years ago to modern times. After I went out and made a phone call, Li Qingqing came back and agreed to buy "Bright Moon" for [-] yuan. When is the copyright of the lyrics.

"Brother Xiaofan, congratulations." After paying the copyright fee and signing the authorization, Li Qingqing reached out to Chu Fan.

"I'm right to congratulate you." Chu Fan didn't appreciate it very much, and said, "Based on the value of this poem, Luo Jinyu and your company's benefits are immeasurable. If you sell it to you for 5 yuan, you won’t even get favors.”

Indeed, if Chu Fan's reputation is well-known, the price of selling songs may not be too high, reaching the million level, but once sold is a favor.

Sometimes money can't buy favors.

"Be patient, I'm very optimistic about you." Li Qingqing patted Chu Fan's shoulder, the previous inhumanity and business affairs disappeared.

"Thank you, I'm going back." Chu Fan waved his hand and walked out of the small meeting room provided by the hotel.

Standing at the door, watching Chu Fan leave, Li Qingqing sighed.

It is too difficult to become friends with someone like Chu Fan.

After talking about work, Li Qingqing wanted to invite Chu Fan to lunch, but he refused.

If you can't talk about feelings in business affairs, then in private, that kind of estrangement will not be eliminated.

Although not a colleague, Li Qingqing remembered the classic saying in the workplace: a colleague is a colleague, and never treat a colleague as a friend.

a long distance away.

Ordering some stir-fry outside for lunch, while waiting for the food, Bo Zhen was not idle, he went online to catch up on updates, and read the latest chapter of "I Open a Dungeon for Human Race".

Bo regret also read the chapter of Jiageng last night. The author's use of routines is becoming more and more proficient, and he is very good at arousing readers' emotions.

Under normal circumstances, ten readers stay to see the last one, less than one-third.

But if it breaks into chapters and keeps readers' appetites hanging, half of the ten will rarely run away.

Don't look at the readers cursing, but after most of the cursing, they will continue to chase.

On the contrary, if it is flat, no one scolds, it may be almost over without a sound.

"I don't know this time, whether the author is his own original poems or articles, or copied from his previous life." While opening the latest chapter of "I Open a Dungeon for Human Race", Bo regret was thinking.

Every time the protagonist writes poems and articles, it is especially suitable for the occasion.

This time, prominent scholars gathered together to write a hymn for a heroine.

This heroine, disguised as a man, joined the army in place of her father, and made great achievements on the battlefield. After returning to the court, she refused to be an official, and only wanted to go home and be reunited.

Looking at the latest chapter, Bo Xie's eyes became brighter the more he looked.

In this chapter, the author stopped laying the groundwork and finally let the protagonist make a move.

The reader's appetite can be swayed, but not too much, too much is too much.

The author Waiting for the Wind to Blow the Sail is not a rookie, and the rhythm is well controlled. The storyline will not make people feel dry, nor will it make people feel that the water is overflowing.

""Mulan Song"?" Seeing the protagonist write these three words, Bo regret suddenly became a little excited.

In his mind, he had never seen such a poem.

Then, it is very likely that it is original by the author.

Bo regret has seen the author's originality before, otherwise he wouldn't have chased after it. He wanted to find out the author's old vest and join the group to poach people.

It's a pity that he still has no clue, and he can't remember where he has read a book with this style of writing.

In this way, it is almost impossible to add an author.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is weaving. I don't hear the sound of looming looms, but the sigh of the girl." Seeing this, Bo regret was excited.

It is original by the author!
"Ask the girl what she thinks, ask the girl what she remembers. The girl has nothing to think about, and the girl has nothing to remember. I saw the military post last night. The Khan sent troops. There are twelve volumes of the military book, and the volume has the name of the master. Grandpa I have no older son, and Mulan has no elder brother, so I would like to be the market's pommel horse, and from then on I will take it for my grandfather."

Bo regret was completely excited, tears filled his eyes.

Niubi!

Compared with plot stories, he prefers to read the author's original poems and articles.

"Buy horses in the east market, saddles in the west market, bridles in the south market, and long whips in the north market. Once I say goodbye to my parents, I will stay by the Yellow River. I don't hear my parents calling for girls, but I hear the sound of the Yellow River. Going to the Yellow River, to the top of the Black Mountain at dusk, I don’t hear the voice of parents calling girls, but I hear Hu Qiming tweeting in Yanshan Mountain.”

Kneel down!

Bo regrets all five bodies!

(End of this chapter)