Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1379 Pen and Ink End of the World (60)

He read Wen Mo's novel at a glance, and then silently opened a document. The computer keyboard automatically crackled when no one was operating it.

Lines of text appeared on the computer, and the speed of the appearance was so fast that Linghu Lan had no time to read it.

But the only part I saw was enough for Ling Hulan to be amazed. The writing is smooth, the words are precise, and the story description is quite smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and there is no sense of stagnation in reading.

Linghu Lan couldn't help but touch her forehead, as expected, people are more likely to die than people. "You actually know how to write novels?"

The keyboard paused, and Minghong's voice sounded in his mind. "For me, this is not a novel, but my daily life in the underworld."

Linghu Lan: "..."

emmmmm, this is the leader of the underworld, it is estimated that these ghost stories are just daily lawsuits for him.

In just half an hour, Minghong had already written [-] words, and Linghulan knelt down again. This speed is indeed beyond the reach of normal humans.

She excitedly posted the manuscript written by Ming Hong, and after waiting for half an hour, Linghu Lan was overwhelmed by the rave reviews.

"It said that the writing power of Wenmo has declined, and the one who went downhill, you got a slap in the face. Wenmo is holding back his big move. This time the plot is exciting. I wonder if she walked through the underworld in person, too. Wonderful!"

"Daddy, when will this book be released? If it comes out, I will definitely buy it. It's so beautiful!"

"Look good, look good, say the important thing three times."

Linghu Lan burst into tears in her heart, the difference between people is so big, is the writing so good?You guys are so excited!

Minghong: "Are you touched?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

Minghong was thoughtful. "I can feel tears in your heart, but the negative emotions have increased again."

Linghu Lan was speechless. "Get out of my heart."

"No! I'm already stuck in your heart, and I will never go out."

Linghu Lan: "..."

the phone is ringing.

Linghu Lan picked it up, and the editor's voice came over excitedly.

"Huh? Wenmo, are you going to continue updating?"

"Eh! That's it for now."

"Then can you guarantee to finish this book? I promise to sell it for a good price."

Linghu Lan touched the Bianhua flower on her forehead, she was not sure, it was written by Ming Hong, and she wanted to ask Ming Hong for his opinion.

"Promise her." Minghong said quickly.

Linghu Lan nodded. "Can!"

"Great!" The editor exclaimed happily.

Linghu Lan felt relieved, she could finally finish the book, and she could know the ending.Conscience of heaven and earth, she is just a reader in the guise of an author!

After confirming the publication, the editor was very satisfied. Before she hung up the phone, she said in a tactful tone: "Wen Mo, this book is good, but there is a small flaw, that is, you can write the ending of the civet that was updated a few days ago. Can you revise and reorganize the chapters about the faceless wife? If those chapters are changed, the book will be perfect."

"puff!"

Linghu Lan only felt that she had been hit by a lot of arrows in her chest.

Lan Lan, pawn!

After hanging up the editor's phone, Linghu Lan looked at the webpage with resentful eyes. On the Internet, Wenmo's novels are still rising in popularity, and there are a lot of comments.

Linghu Lan asked Minghong resentfully. "Have you ever considered writing novels part-time besides being the Ghost King?"

(End of this chapter)