Chu Xiang learned from Zhuo Yu that the most important thing about a novel is the character of the character, and then let the character develop various things. As for what to write and what not to write, it depends on whether the plot is useful for the story promotion. If the effect is very little, then writing it is nonsense.

If you consider this starting point, Chu Xiang’s plot line will be much clearer, and most of the plots that are not on the theme will be removed.

Zhuo Yu also told her that bloody and exaggerated drama are all needed. If everyone really needs to be rational and develop steadily, and do some so-called "conformity to common sense" things, they will definitely kill them, and few people will watch them. Why is gossip news always so popular? Because most people like to watch stories with intense conflicts.

Let’s see what happens on hot searches every day? How many are brainless and unreasonable behaviors? Only in this way can there be popularity. The real events of young people with extremely positive values ​​and good values ​​do not even have the chance to be on hot searches. Who can read the article?

Zhuo Yu originally wanted to say a few simple words, but he didn't expect that Chu Xiang, a newcomer, had a very good understanding. She could understand everything he said immediately, so he was embarrassed to say it too simply.

After two hours of meals, Zhuo Yu told Chu Xiang a lot, from the fact that the characters cannot have too high identities and are too low to have no sense of substitution, to the best distribution of the protagonist and supporting characters in the whole text, to what kind of relationships in the character are more likely to be adapted into a film and television drama.

Chu Xiang listened more and more seriously. Zhuo Yu spoke dryly, and took a sip of water and smiled, "Didn't you remember? I said too much at once."

Chu Xiang said seriously: "No, I remember it all."

"Hmm? Remember it all?" Zhuo Yu laughed in surprise, "I hope it will be helpful to you. If you know that writing articles is a little bit more experience, you must rely on yourself to explore it. Many times, other people's experience is not suitable for you, and it is better to write it. Just remember to write what you like. If you don't like it yourself, no one will like to read the things you wrote, because without the author's feelings, it cannot be vivid."

Chu Xiang nodded, "I understand, let's go, it's very late, and it won't delay your rest. I also have some ideas and want to write a copy of the manuscript. Do you want to tell me about the three golden chapters? I heard that the first three chapters are particularly important."

"Okay." Zhuo Yu stood up and walked out of the restaurant with Chu Xiang. On the way, he told her what elements should be written in the first three chapters of the opening article, how to highlight the protagonist's personality traits, and how to arrange conflicts.

For Chu Xiang, this knowledge is very fresh, which she has never heard of. However, she knows very clearly what kind of character relationships can be adapted into film and television dramas. After all, she has been filming dramas for a lifetime in the entertainment industry and has been studying so many scripts that she has studied. She still understands what kind of scripts it is attractive.

She tried to combine scripts and novels. Although the difference was very big, it was really easier for her to understand Zhuo Yu's words.

When she got home, she did not rush to write the manuscript, but found Zhuo Yu's novel. While reading, she compared the knowledge points that Zhuo Yu said, and gradually understood the intention of some plots in the first three chapters of Zhuo Yu, and understood how to convey the protagonist's characteristics to readers without hesitation. She also understood that the plots were passed on like chain latches, constantly, and always made people want to know what would happen next.

When Chu Xiang saw that at two o'clock in the morning, he turned on the computer to start writing the outline, and then wrote a new article and saved manuscript and wrote 10,000 words. When he came to his senses, it was dawn.

She got up and stretched, feeling her neck, waist, and back pain. Even with the full set of equipment, she couldn't stand it even if she sat there and wrote for a night. She brewed a cup of wolfberry tea and felt her body was soft and weak, and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful. With her body now, she had to rest for a whole day before she could recover. She was really careless.

Chu Xiang sent Zhuo Yu a WeChat message, [I won’t go to exercise today. I’m very tired after typing. I guess I have to sleep for a day.]

[Zhuo Yu: I wrote it all night? Then you should rest quickly. Your body cannot stay up late. Do you need to help you read the article? I am a little afraid that I didn't explain it to mislead you.]

[Chu Xiang: The great god is willing to help, but he cannot ask for it.]

Chu Xiang sent Zhuo Yu the 10,000 words he had written, and then said a few more words to him before taking a shower and going to bed. After her sleep, the spiritual energy nourished her body, slowly eliminating her fatigue, making her unconsciously frown in her sleep, and also stretched out her brows.

Zhuo Yu looked at Chu Xiang’s new manuscript seriously. Because he had just read "The Immortal", he saw that the difference between Chu Xiang’s new manuscript was from "The Immortal". Although his writing style was equally immature, the story arrangement was improved too much. If it was really related to the writing skills he talked about, Chu Xiang’s understanding would be too strong, right?!

Ten thousand words were not much, and he finished reading it quickly, and he felt that he was still unsatisfied. He immediately realized that this would be a popular article. As long as the subsequent quality was like this ten thousand words, this article would definitely surpass "Immortals and Demons".

Zhuo Yu thought of Chu Xiang's words saying that he wanted to write a new article to defeat "The Immortal and Demon", and understood that Chu Xiang was serious, so he became much more cautious when reading this article. After all, Chu Xiang is a novice, so Zhuo Yu still saw some problems. He marked it in the document and made some suggestions.

After doing this, he was also a little itchy. He opened the codec software and wrote 20,000 words to update himself. The readers made them come out to leave messages and asked him excitedly what a good day it was today. The person who made 6,000 yuan a day actually made 20,000 yuan a day. This would be too good, right? Is it great if I could do this every day.

Zhuo Yu smiled when he saw the readers' messages. It is impossible to do this every day, and it will never be possible.

This is how typing is. On a whim, you can write 30,000 to 40,000 a day. When you don’t want to write, you really can’t even write a hundred words. Mood is very important. He has been affected by bad comments and stopped his mood. So Chu Xiang can calm down and write new articles at the forefront of this storm. He wrote very well, which really surprised him.

But if you say that, Chu Xiang has such a good psychological quality, then he shouldn't have been angry with netizens when he had a sudden heart attack, but he misunderstood.

Zhuo Yu was about to turn off the computer when the doorbell rang. Liang Jun shouted outside the door: "Zhuo Yu opens the door, I brought you a lot of food. I can't carry it anymore, hurry up."

Zhuo Yu quickly walked to the door and opened it. He saw Liang Jun enter the door with a lot of things and put a lot of things on the ground. "Oh, I'm so tired, give me some water. The parking space downstairs is full, and I got out of the car from afar and walked all the way. I was so tired."

Zhuo Yu leaned against the door with his arms and his chest, looking at him, "What are you holding? Why did you still have a laptop in your hand? You won't be..."

"Haha, that's right, I'm here to join you. Zhuo Yu, brother, please take me in for a few days. My house has been painted with walls. I'm afraid there will be any harmful gas, so I can only hide from you." Liang Jun smiled flatteringly, like a pug.

Zhuo Yu gave him a blank look and went to the refrigerator to get him water, "What are you using environmentally friendly materials?"

Liang Jun snatched the water from him, poured half a bottle of water in one breath before saying, "How can this thing be guaranteed? I don't understand, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old boat, and move in later."

"According to what you said, you are not planning to live for a few days, are you planning to live for a long time?"

"Good brother, why are you calculating about this? Look at how many snacks I brought you? Let's code together, play games together, and eat snacks together, how beautiful?"

Zhuo Yu said speechlessly: "Where are the two men beautiful? Okay, you can clean the guest room by yourself. I'll go change my clothes first and go out for lunch."

"As long, you go." Liang Jun sat on the sofa and put his computer on, and saw the laptop opened on the coffee table. Zhuo Yu was opening the document. He saw at a glance that he had made a lot of annotations, and it was actually the heroine who practiced immortality!

Liang Jun shouted like a ghost: "Zhuo Yu, what are you doing? Are you going to go to the female video to open a post?"

Zhuo Yu then remembered the document and exposed himself from the bedroom and said, "Don't touch that, it's not my manuscript, I'll help others read it. Turn off my computer."

"Oh." Liang Jun turned off the computer and couldn't help but gossip, "Whose manuscript? Can God Zhuo help me read it? I also went to write it on female phones. Do I know you? OK, you have other friends besides me? I said, when did you hook up?"

Zhuo Yu came out and slapped him on the back of the head, "What are you yelling at? What are you hooking up or not? You just met me."

Liang Jun also had a quick mind and immediately reacted, "The author I just met is still writing a novel about cultivating immortals in females. Isn't that Qing Xiang Chuyun?" He saw that Zhuo Yu did not refute and widened his eyes, "Really? This is really Qing Xiang Chuyun's manuscript? When did you two become so familiar? No, are you two exchanging pen names? Didn't you say that you wait for the verdict to see if she copied it?"

Zhuo Yu sat at the door to change his shoes and replied casually, "I have read the articles on both sides of them, but I didn't copy them at all. It was because the world's unparalleled people casually stepped on the hype. Qing Xiang Chuyun was unlucky."

Liang Jun said in confusion: "You are not a curious gossiper, why did you suddenly read their articles?"

Zhuo Yu didn't hide it, "Qing Xiang Chuyun moved to the opposite door. It was a coincidence. I thought that I would see him when I looked up and saw him in the future. I had to figure out the truth to get along with him, so I saw it."

"She moved you opposite?" Liang Jun felt that the world was fantastic. "There is such a coincidence in reality? What a fate? I thought you were empty, and I was shouting outside just now... By the way, why did you help her change the article? Do you think she has a good character? Or do you sympathize with her being trampled by the unparalleled world?"

"It's just that I'm talking about writing. I gave her some advice. She just happened to write it out, so I'll help her to see it and don't mislead her anymore." Zhuo Yu opened the door and looked back at him, "Are you going? Why are there so many problems with small things?"

"No, you, Master Zhuo, personally wrote annotations for others. This is unprecedented. You have never seen it for me. Am I curious? By the way, I will ask her to eat together and introduce it to me. From now on, the three of us will look up and see each other. They are all good neighbors."

"She wrote all night and took a break today. Let's talk about it another day." Zhuo Yu pulled Liang Jun into the elevator from Chu Xiang's door and went downstairs to have a meal.

Liang Jun looked at him and said, "I doubt what happened to you two when I didn't know, but I have no evidence."

Zhuo Yu gave him a blank look and said, "Put your imagination, great writer."

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