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"...a bull batch."

The electronic nerd shook his head: "There's nothing to criticize. To put it nicely, he's knowledgeable, to put it worst, he can write about a little bit of everything, but he only knows a little bit -"

"Oh no, I remembered, 'Victor' is the pen name I used in science fiction magazines, and the pen name I used in fairy tale magazines is 'Burning'."

Tang Ping: "...Then I'll call you Victor."

That's at least a noun.

The direct verb "burning" is played twice.

"It's up to you." Victor turned back and glanced at the dining table.

Most people were drunk.

Only the last few people drank thousands of glasses of wine until they died.

"They are really good at drinking. I never thought before that editor-in-chief Yaoyao has such a... heroic side."

Tang Ping also glanced back and sighed: "Indeed."

The Lolita Yan Yao in his heart is gentle, gentle and serious, short in stature but considerate to a big sister.

Half of it has been overturned in this booze tonight.

You can really drink, you are really not afraid of alcohol poisoning, these people.

Especially Song Ze, who was strong and strong, drank the most. If the beer alone was not enough, he mixed it with something white.

Tang Ping estimated that even though the president was now one to ten, he was very proud of himself.

When you wake up tomorrow with a splitting headache, you will know you are wrong.

"Don't you read the fairy tale I wrote?" Victor asked suddenly.

"Huh? What's there to see?" Tang Ping was surprised, "You are an adult, you are bored outside and you read fairy tales?"

If you want to see it, at least you should see the dance area and the little blue bird.

Is it because the female Bodhisattva doesn’t save all sentient beings?

Victor spread his hands: "Look, you really look down on my work."

"...No, buddy, I won't tell you there are many. Do you have any magazines?"

Victor shook his head: "No, but I have a mobile phone. Don't you have a mobile phone?"

"……walk slowly."

Anyway, it's hard to run away while the group behind finishes eating, so there's nothing to do anyway.

Tang Ping held his cheek with one hand and watched Victor gradually open the folder and find the fairy tale he had written.

He wanted to see what this guy Victor wanted to do.

The mobile phone was handed over.

Tang Ping reached out to take it.

But was stopped by Victor.

"You're not reading it on my phone, I'm sending it to you."

"It's a hit, it's a hit, brother."

Tang Ping took out his mobile phone and communicated with Victor.

In the process, a third mobile phone was found, wearing a pink and white rabbit ears mobile phone case.

Looking up, Lin Nan still buried his head deeply, not daring to look at anyone or being looked at.

Tang Ping: "Okay, there's a wine table party over there, and we're having a fairy tale appreciation party here."

He opened the received document and read it carefully.

The fairy tale sent by Victor was very short.

The story is also very simple, with no twists and turns.

In terms of narrative, we also strive to be as simple and straightforward as possible, writing an animal fairy tale that even a monkey can understand.

Tang Ping sighed after reading it.

It's hard to say...

At least it's a passing fairy tale.

Say it well...

Too much pursuit of a broad readership and easy-to-read text results in a writing that is featureless in every aspect.

"How is it? Is it poorly written?" Victor asked.

"I can't say it's bad. I can only say it's very ordinary. It blends in with everyone else. It's ordinary."

Tang Ping put down his phone and thought:

"After I read it, I felt that I had almost no impression of what was written. The whole article was written in plain language and was smoother than a running account."

"It does taste like boiled water. When you drink it, it feels like you didn't drink it, but you did drink it; when you look at it, it feels like you didn't look at it, but you did look at it."

Victor um um listen.

With a long sigh.

"It has become a habit. I have tried to change it, but I can't."

"Writing fairy tales is pretty good. The thrillers and suspense novels I write have all the plot points, but editors and readers say they are not scary at all."

"The only advantage is that it's smooth. They finished it without knowing it. I can't say how good it is, and I can't even say it's bad. It's just mediocre."

"So I can only submit to third-rate or fourth-rate magazines, and get royalties of more than 100 yuan per thousand words."

Tang Ping was shocked as he listened.

Wait, this feature——

It seems that there is one area where it can play a big role!

"Have you ever considered writing online articles?"

Victor was stunned: "Internet article?"

"To be precise, it is a super long online text story."

Tang Ping said:

"This kind of story needs to be serialized every day and updated steadily. The number of words per day is at least as much as one issue for magazine writers like us."

"Because the main goal is to write in large quantities, and one can write millions of words, so a small amount of inspiration is not enough."

"No matter how amazing the inspiration is in a flash of inspiration, it only shines once, at most for tens of thousands of words."

"And even if there is no inspiration, in order to maintain stable updates, you have to write hard. Most of the time, you need to pour water to ensure stable updates."

"I think your skills are particularly suitable for writing online articles. Readers will finish reading them without paying attention."

Tang Ping said, his tone gradually rising, with a hint of excitement.

Didn't he save a genius who almost fell into another track on the wrong track?

Shouldn't the royalties be divided thirty-seven with him?

Victor was startled after hearing this.

Is there such a way?

"But I can't write more than a few words a day."

"Then it's okay." Tang Ping said, his mood waning.

"Just take it as a casual comment, but you can also try to practice."

"If your writing is full of twists and turns and you can't change it, then trying to increase the number of words you can write every day is also a good choice."

"Indeed." Victor thought.

He nodded solemnly: "Thank you for your suggestion, I will consider it carefully!"

"If the transformation is successful, remember to treat me to dinner."

"Okay, definitely next time!"

A small hand reached out.

Spread out in his hand is a mobile phone with pink and white bunny ears.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the document of "Monkey Hideyoshi" was displayed.

"You want to see it too?" Tang Ping asked in surprise.

Lin Nan whispered "Yeah" and nodded lightly.

Tang Ping's expression changed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Unlike Victor, whom I have never heard of.

Lin Nan's "silent crow", he...

I just heard about it this morning.

The love and hatred between the monkey Hideyoshi and the turtle Ieyasu, the terrifying power of this frightening historical fairy tale, is something that cannot be ignored.

"I'll take a look too." Victor held out his phone.

Hey, it’s hell ahead!

Stop it, eh!

As if he was deeply afraid that Tang Ping and Lin Nan would look down upon him, Victor explained:

"Although I'm not good at writing, I can still read a little bit."

Tang Ping didn't reply.

He looked at Victor and Lin Nan transferring documents with heavy eyes.

It was as if I was witnessing the death of a personality.

After passing Lin Nan's cell phone once, he handed it to Tang Ping again.

Tang Ping looked over and saw that the autistic girl on the left raised her head slightly in a rare move, her eyes peeked at him, and she looked at him timidly.

...Forget it, if your personality dies, just die.

I've seen Cui Jiao's silly criticism of literary lunacy before, and it's not like I've never died before.

Tang Ping accepted the document with determination to die!

read.

The story mainly tells that in a forest, a monkey named Hideyoshi and a turtle named Ieyasu compete with each other to become the king of the forest.

In the end, the monkey Hideyoshi relied on his agile body and quick mind to defeat the smart but slow turtle Ieyasu.

But in the end, the monkey Hideyoshi died because he was too proud and eager to show off.Oogway Ieyasu relied on his cautious actions to become the king of the forest after monkey Hideyoshi.

It climbed to the grave of the monkey Hideyoshi, recalled the eventful years when the two animals sang and I went on stage, and sighed with tears:

"When you die, I will become the king of the forest."

"But what I became was the king of the forest without you."

"..."

After Tang Ping read it, he tilted his head.

Unexpectedly, it seems to be a very sound animal fairy tale?

In addition to the name being too malicious and the ending being too suggestive, there seems to be some inconvenient deep friendship between the enemy and the enemy.

Overall, the plot is clear, concise and crisp, and the characters come alive vividly on the page.

It has everything a fairy tale should have, and it also has educational significance.

No wonder both Qiao Yinque and Yan Yao looked very optimistic about this autistic girl.

but!