Deep Honey Love: The Emperor's Private Sweet Wife

Although the plot of the advertisement did not follow the script, the effect was surprisingly good!

Except that the food in the bag is not the advertising product they represent, they have a good grasp of other details.

The boss decided to follow this routine. As long as everything in the bag is replaced with XX yogurt, it's perfect!

Is it... A little vulgar?

The boss automatically ignored the "detail". Dudu and QingHan are fooled into signing a contract.

They didn't worry about the contract at all. They signed it without even looking at it. Because ye Chen is here, he is smart about this.

Because today is just an audition and the advertisement has not been officially shot, Mo QingHan didn't get the money today.

She's worried... The royalties she got before will be a disaster in a few days. She has to think of a long-term way.

Mo QingHan separated from ye Chen when he came out of the "Xingyu" company. On the way home, she felt that someone followed her... Turned back and didn't see anyone.

In a corner, LV Xinxin said to a tabloid reporter, "that man must be ye Chen! I won't lie to you! If you can shoot his black material, you'll be angry! If not, you haven't lost! "

The tabloid reporter nodded and decided to shoot Mo QingHan and "Ye Chen"!

Mo QingHan couldn't sit still after eating at home.

She suddenly wanted to write a novel.

But what is the subject matter? President, she won't. I haven't talked about love. I can't write the kind of soul stirring love of others.

She's not good at writing Fantasy... She can't catch the cool point of playing strange and upgrading.

Or write a horror novel? She thought about it and really thought it was feasible!

Anyway, it's about terror, suspense and reasoning. As long as you have enough imagination and careful thinking, should it be ok?

While thinking, she took 50 yuan and walked into the Internet cafe. Her computer is sold. If you want to make a long story, you have to find a computer to write a beginning

She plans to write 3000 words. First, she will see the readers' reaction. If anyone likes it, she will raise money to buy a computer and then update it. If no one reads it, she won't write a long article and will continue to write "tofu pieces".

Mo QingHan ran to an Internet cafe near his home. Usually, there is almost no one in this Internet cafe, because almost all students have computers at home, but now it's 11 days off! There are many students in the Internet cafes. They all come to play games online.

Mo QingHan found a corner with few people and sat down. The tabloid reporter sat near her. Mo QingHan didn't pay attention to him. There are several students in the Internet cafe crying, especially noisy. It seems that their team PK lost and cursed there.

Mo QingHan turns on the computer and puts on big headphones.

When she turned on the music player, the noise in her ears was immediately isolated thousands of miles away.

I logged in to one of the most popular novel websites and registered an author number called red crisp little hand. The moral is that all the articles written can be red!

Ha ha ha——

Mo QingHan opened a document and began to write the beginning.

Then, in two hours, she racked her brains and wrote 3000 words

I didn't think it was easier to write a short story than a long one!

Because we want to write a long story, we should grasp the entry point of the novel, the character, the control of the scene and the layout of the story with special accuracy.

After writing these three thousand words, she suddenly wanted to vomit blood. She was really tired!

Brain cells are dead. She writes horror stories. She feels a little scared when she looks at them.

Suddenly, I don't want to write

After hesitating for a while, she published the three thousand words backstage. Anyway, I've finished writing. I don't care!

After uploading the chapter, the review is delayed. Mo QingHan is a little discouraged, but she likes the story very much.

She clenched her lips and thought. Anyway, it's already started. Go on writing. If the website doesn't pass, she'll throw it into the magazine of "suspense novel".

She opened the document and went on writing.

Her horror novel, with 30000 words at the beginning, is a small climax.

Mainly about a female student whose deskmate was killed, and then everyone in the class became suspects. The biggest suspect is the female student.

The hero is a detective. Around this story, they have a fierce and antagonistic opponent play.

Writing, writing, she suddenly entered the play. The characters in the book become more and more skilled.

The more the story is written, the more novel it becomes.

All kinds of cool points, abuse points, laughter points and tears made her blood boil.

Her writing is very novel and beautiful. Because of the hardships of family changes, the strokes and thoughts have become concise and mature.

She was so absorbed in typing that she didn't notice it at all. There was a circle of people behind her.

These people are all her classmates.

Originally, she was beautiful and eye-catching.

In addition, before the holiday, because of the quarrel caused by those newspapers, the whole class knew that she was writing prose recently and wanted to vote in the newspaper.

So when I saw her in the Internet cafe today, the students came together curiously to see what she was writing.

Xiaopang whispered, "it's not like prose, it's like an online novel."

"Yes... And murderers and suspects... It's new. Emma! Why did you shoot me? Emma, it scares me! "

Xiaopang suddenly slapped him on the shoulder, which scared the thin man almost up, because Mo QingHan wrote the atmosphere very gloomy and strange... He was very involved just now, which scared him to regret!

"Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep watching. See if the lady was killed. I think the murderer seems to have an eye on her. "

"Little fat, are you stupid? Can the protagonist die? The protagonist is dead. How can I write this book? "

"Hehe, I just want to see how she can save the day. She is now everyone's suspect and is targeted by the killer. What a pity... "

At the critical moment, Mo QingHan was a little thirsty and planned to buy a bottle of mineral water. She took off her headphones and heard the "quack" discussion behind her.

Then she suddenly felt something wrong.

Looking back, good guy, there are seven or eight people behind her seat!

She was too involved just now. She still had headphones on her ears. She couldn't hear anything nearby.

"What are you doing?"

When xiaopang saw her looking at herself, he quickly said, "well, we just came to the Internet and saw you writing here, so we came to see what you wrote. Hey? Han Dashen, what should you do about the heroine? The killer is so fierce that she can't run away! Write quickly! "

Mo QingHan thought, can I write when so many of you look around?

Just having a headache, he saw two people coming in at the door.

"What are you doing?" Ye Chen and Dudu came in and saw xiaopang and them around Mo QingHan.

"What are you doing in the Internet cafe?" He stared at Mo QingHan and frowned.

Ye Chen was a head taller than the other students. Mo QingHan raised his head and looked at him with his lips, as if he had made a mistake.

Xiaopang said quickly, "she's here to write a novel. We just want to see what she's writing."

"Write a novel?"

Ye Chen glanced at her computer screen and glanced at the people around her. "It's so messy here. How do you write?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled her: "go to my house and write. I'll use the computer for you. "

"..." all the students looked at Ye Chen... What does that mean? What's going on?

At this time, suddenly some people dressed up as small gangsters whistled: "Yo, these two girls look good..."