The 23rd advanced training class will be held in Luzhou City on December 1, 2 and 3.

The authors who accept the invitation need to arrive on November 30 to check in.

All three days of classes are free, but the authors need to be responsible for their own food and accommodation.

Jiang Ning glanced at the calendar. There are still ten days until the end of the month, so there is plenty of time to prepare.

He told Zhang Mengqing everything about the offline training class, and Teacher Zhang strongly agreed that he would participate in the activities held by the novel platform.

Unfortunately, Zhang Mengqing had to stay in school to teach, so he couldn't accompany Jiang Ning to Luzhou, otherwise the two of them could have a good look at the scenery of Luzhou.

Fortunately, this is not a problem. Jiang Ning said that he could take some photos of Luzhou and share them with Teacher Xiao Zhang.

At this point, Jiang Ning accepted the invitation of the website to participate in the 23rd advanced training class.

That night, the editor Huai Nian pulled him into the group of 100 people.

At this time, the authors in the group were almost all there, some familiar or unfamiliar vests of Jiang Ning, everyone was chatting in the group, using emojis, and the chat atmosphere was very relaxed.

At this time, the editor-in-chief of the website set up a group announcement visible to everyone.

[Please change the group nickname to the format of your provincial capital city + pen name, thank you for your cooperation. ]

Jiang Ning changed his nickname according to the announcement. Not long after, a group member with a Garfield avatar sent him a private message.

"Little brother, we are the only two people in the whole group who are from Xiangnan. How about taking the high-speed rail to Luzhou together on the 30th?"

Jiang Ning looked at the nickname of the group member, Xiangnan City, Xiangjiang Province Desert Lone Wolf.

Desert Lone Wolf should be the author's pen name. Jiang Ning tried to search for Brother Wolf's works and found that the themes written by this guy are all industrial articles.

In Jiang Ning's impression, authors who can write industrial articles often have very solid writing skills and professional knowledge reserves far beyond ordinary people.

The most important thing is that Desert Lone Wolf has written eight books, and all of them together have written nearly 10 million words. This is a serious big shot.

Compared with such predecessors, Jiang Ning, a new author who has only written one million words, feels pressure.

However, there is motivation only when there is pressure, and learning more from predecessors can make progress.

Moreover, Jiang Ning saw the high-speed rail from southern Hunan to Luzhou, and the whole journey takes five hours.

Sitting in the carriage for five consecutive hours is really too hard, but if there is someone to chat on the way, the situation will be much better.

"Okay, brother, then let's make an appointment on the 30th." Jiang Ning typed a reply.

In the next few days, Jiang Ning was actively accumulating manuscripts.

After all, he had to go to another place to attend classes for three consecutive days on November 30th. He didn't know if he would have time to write and update after the classes ended every day.

To be on the safe side, he should write the manuscripts for these days in advance.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the 30th.

Jiang Ning walked into the high-speed rail station with a gray canvas bag on his back and swiped his ID card to enter the station. He booked a seat on the 05F of the 11th carriage, a window seat.

Everyone in the carriage was coming and going, looking for their seats.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking gentle and refined, sat directly next to Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning wanted to say, "Uncle, are you sitting in the wrong seat?" Unexpectedly, the other party spoke first: "Are you Zai Yi?"

"I am the Desert Lone Wolf, my real name is Shu Ming."

This was the first time Jiang Ning had seen an online writer in his forties. He thought that the age of online writers was generally between 18 and 30 years old, but now it seems that this is not always the case.

According to Shu Ming, online writing is just his sideline, and his main job is a business school teacher.

So he is a university teacher, no wonder he can write industrial articles known for their rigor and professionalism.

"My name is Jiang Ning, and this is my first time attending this kind of offline advanced training class. Big brother, please guide me."

Shu Ming laughed: "Actually, this is also my first time attending this kind of offline event, and I have no experience like you."

"And I am old, and now I don't understand many of the rules of the platform. When I arrive in Luzhou, you should guide me."

Jiang Ning waved his hand: "Let's take care of each other, and fellow villagers help fellow villagers."

Shu Ming had a good first impression of the young man in front of him. He was humble and comfortable to get along with.

"Jiang Ning, how long have you been writing online articles?" Shu Ming asked.

"More than a year." Jiang Ning replied.

"Young man

Awesome." Shu Ming gave a thumbs up.

"I didn't get even a dime of royalties in the first few years of my career. No one was interested in me, let alone receiving an invitation from a website to attend an offline training course."

When Shu Ming first came into contact with online literature, industrial literature was just starting out and had no readers. It was a niche topic among niche topics.

He persisted entirely with his passion and survived one cold winter after another before welcoming spring.

"Brother, you can't say that. In my opinion, writing is a long-distance marathon."

"Some people start fast, some people have high endurance, but that doesn't mean anything. What really matters is who can run to the finish line."

"You can persist for so long, which is better than many people. ”

Perhaps this is the daily routine of online writers. After meeting offline, they have to praise each other for business.

After all, all walks of life are not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.

After the praise, there was still a long time. The two talked about the problems they encountered in writing, such as how to solve the problem of writing, and how to enter a new plot when the ideas are exhausted.

Most of the time, Jiang Ning asked questions and Shu Ming answered.

After all, Shu Ming is a university teacher. His answers are quite clear, and he will also use his own examples to help Jiang Ning understand better.

After all, Jiang Ning benefited a lot.

He thought to himself that this offline training class was not in vain. Just knowing Shu Ming was a great experience.

Five hours later, the two arrived in Luzhou.

After leaving the high-speed railway station, they took the subway to the venue of the seminar. Under the guidance of the staff, they signed in and received the course materials for the next three days, the admission certificate, and the souvenirs for everyone who participated in this seminar, a thermos cup and a U-shaped pillow.

After finishing all this, it was already evening.

Jiang Ning dragged his tired body back to the hotel. Just as he lay on the bed, a video call rang on his mobile phone.

He just answered the call, and the gentle voice of Teacher Xiao Zhang came from the other end: "What are you doing?"

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