In Old Wu's boudoir.
Zhang Ye did as he said.
Eh, this phrase sounded a little lewd. He... wrote as he said he would.
Zhang Ye looked around and asked, "Do you have a computer?"
"I have a few. Let's use the one in the study. It's configured." Wu Zeqing gently put down her teacup and stood up with the support of the classical Chinese tea table. "Let's go. I'll bring you there."
Zhang Ye responded, "Alright."
She led the way. "Do you really want to write it now?"
Zhang Ye asked, "Do you want to read it now?"
"I've always liked your novels. After finishing 'Ghost Blows Out the Light', I've been waiting for your new book. It's naturally best if I can read it today." When they reached the door of the study, Wu Zeqing gracefully opened the door handle with two fingers and pushed it open to let him in. She said, "But the prerequisite is that you have to write it well. You can't just fool around. If I'm disappointed, the fans will be disappointed too. So I suggest that you take a few more days to think about it. It won't be too late to start writing when you're done. Even if I go to the South to take up my post, it's not like I won't be able to read your book. I can still read it online."
But Zhang Ye did not listen. "If you want to read it, I will let you read it today. I mean what I say."
Hearing this, Wu Zeqing did not say anything else. She went behind the desk and turned on the computer for him. "Alright, then I'll wait for your good news."
Zhang Ye said, "What genre do you want to read?"
"As long as it's written by you, it's fine." Wu Zeqing smiled warmly. "I believe in your abilities. Ever since I invited you to teach at Peking University on the plane, I never doubted you."
Zhang Ye suddenly felt the pressure. "There's no time to write a long one. How about a medium one? I'll finish it in a few days. I'll write a portion today and post it as I go. "
She smiled and said, "Alright."
"Then I'll start writing." Zhang Ye said.
Wu Zeqing did not disturb him. She nodded and left the study, closing the door.
Zhang Ye was the only one left in the study. He took a deep breath and opened up the game ring's interface without another word. He looked at his total Reputation points. A few days ago, he had used up all of his Reputation points at the lottery draw. He could not even afford anything that cost at least 100,000 Reputation points. He was so poor that he was going crazy. But in just a short span of two to three days, Zhang Ye's Reputation points had once again skyrocketed. It was all thanks to the three crosstalk performances. Immediately, Zhang Ye opened up the Merchant Shop and clicked on the purchase button for the Memory Search Capsules. He was afraid that it would not be enough, so he bought three at once, spending 300,000 Reputation Points.
Eat!
He took out the capsule from his inventory and tossed it into his mouth.
One.
Two.
Three.
He swallowed it all in one go. Instantly, Zhang Ye closed his eyes. His subconscious mind had already returned to his past memories and began to roam. He began to condense those memories that he had long forgotten. Why did he choose "Legend of Wukong"? Firstly, it was because this work was one of the most classic novels from his previous world. Secondly, it was because the length was suitable. It was neither too long nor too short, so he could finish writing it in a few days, so that Wu Zeqing could finish reading it before she left. Thirdly, and also the most important reason, this novel had something that Zhang Ye wanted to express. It had something that Zhang Ye wanted to say after being banned and after the crosstalk competition. It had something that he wanted to tell everyone. Hence, it had to be this — a must-have reading material for a transmigrator.
6 AM sharp.
Zhang Ye opened his eyes in an instant. His hands were already on the keyboard and mouse. He created a new document and his fingers were already typing rapidly on the keyboard.
......
"Legend of Wukong".
Main text: Chapter 1.
The four of them walked to this point. There was a dense forest in front of them, but there was no more path.
"Wukong, I'm hungry. Go find some food for me." Xuanzang said as he sat down on a rock.
"I'm busy. Why don't you go find it yourself? ...... It's not like I don't have legs. "Goku said as he leaned on his staff.
"You're busy? Busy with what? "
"Don't you think that this sunset is very beautiful?" Goku said, his eyes still looking at the horizon. "Only by looking at this will I be able to continue walking towards the West every day."
"You can look at it while looking at it, as long as you don't bump into a tree."
"I don't do anything when I'm looking at the sunset!"
"Goku, you can't do this. You can't bully Baldy like this. If you starve him to death, we won't be able to find the West Paradise. If we can't find the West Paradise, the curse on us will never be lifted." Zhu Bajie said.
......
As a modern person, Zhang Ye's typing speed could not be too slow. Furthermore, his current state was different from chatting or writing a thesis. This was because he did not need to think, ponder, or hesitate. All of the words had already been imprinted in his mind. As long as he thought about it, the sentences that should appear would appear, word by word. It was even faster than copying a book from a manuscript. Naturally, his typing felt like it was flying.
Half an hour.
An hour.
In the study, he could hear the incessant tapping of the keyboard. It was not an ordinary sound, but a sound that made one's soul tremble. It was light with a sense of steadiness, and in the steadiness, there was a sense of grandeur. In the grandeur, there was a sense of leaping like a dragon and leaping like a tiger.
Forget it, I won't describe it.
Anyway, typing was quick.
Behind him, the door to the study suddenly opened.
Zhang Ye's mind was completely focused on the computer, so he did not notice until a charming figure appeared beside him. Only then did he realize it was Wu Zeqing.
"Sis Wu." He stopped.
Wu Zeqing was holding a cup of coffee in her hand. She placed it on the table and stirred it with a small spoon. She smiled and said, "Continue writing. If you're tired, drink some."
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Thank you."
Wu Zeqing had a blanket on her left arm. She took it down and stretched it out, covering Zhang Ye's legs. "This room is a little cooler. Cover your legs."
"Aiya, there's no need." Zhang Ye was flattered.
Wu Zeqing said gently, "Cover it. Listen to Big Sis."
Zhang Ye could only say, "Thank you. Don't bother. If you're tired, you can rest first." Although she was no longer the Vice President of Peking University, she was still a leader. Seeing Old Wu busying herself, Zhang Ye felt really embarrassed.
"It's just past 7. It's still early." Wu Zeqing smiled. "I'm still waiting to read your novel. If I don't read it, I won't sleep. All the best. I'll close the door for you."
He said, "OK."
Old Wu left and the door closed.
Zhang Ye drank a big gulp of coffee and touched the blanket on his legs. He immediately felt a warmth in his heart. Old Wu was still the best. She was so good at taking care of people and was also very attentive.
For Old Wu!
Write! Write! Write!
Zhang Ye began to show his prowess. The speed of his hands actually increased by another level!
Not long after, he finished writing the first chapter. This was a rather long chapter with over 6000 words.
He did not say much as he knew that Old Wu was waiting to read it. The reason why he suddenly wrote a novel today was actually only a small part of it because he had listened to Old Wu's criticisms. Most of it was because Old Wu wanted to read his novel, which was why Zhang Ye wrote it so passionately. This fellow had always been someone who couldn't stand the sight of a female comrade. As such, Zhang Ye opened up the webpage and quickly logged into his Weibo account. After syncing his account, he opened up his blog.
The development of Weibo and blogs in this world was quite different from his previous world. Ever since blogs were established here, they basically dominated the industry and were not shared by many web portals. Weibo was also an evolution of this company's blogs, so both Weibo and blogs could be used as they were both products of the same company. There was even a lot of overlap and sharing. As long as the accounts were synced, it would be very convenient. The content posted on the blog could also be briefly promoted on Weibo.
Upload!
Publish!
The operation was very simple and it was almost done!
Zhang Ye shouted to the outside, "Sis Wu, I've finished writing a little. I'm going to upload it now."
A very gentle female voice came from outside, "It's a blog, right?"
"Yes." Zhang Ye replied.
"OK, I'll read it for a while." Then there was no reply.
Zhang Ye did not dare to delay, because he knew that although this world had Journey to the West, without the adaptation of Journey to the West like Boastful Journey to the West, this chapter of Legend of Wukong would be a little more difficult to understand. It would be a little confusing at the beginning and some people might not be able to understand it, so Zhang Ye had to hurry up and finish writing the later chapters. Once the first few chapters were done, everyone would definitely understand it.
The second chapter had less words, only about 2000 to 3000 words. Zhang Ye decided to finish it within 30 minutes, so he threw himself back into typing.
......
Online.
A lot of people were talking about other things.
"Did you guys watch Old He's new movie?"
"Yes, it's really good!"
"Water Goddess has released a new song again!"
"Damn, I hate her. She's too good at hyping things up!"
"But she's very popular. Just a random post on Weibo can get hundreds of thousands of shares and millions of comments. Everyone just likes to see her mess things up."
"To be honest, I still like Zhang Ye. Although he is not as famous as those people, and his works are not as popular as those people, Zhang Ye is really f * * king talented. If he were as handsome as those mainstream celebrities, and if his works were more popular, taking care of everyone, his popularity would definitely increase. He would definitely be able to catch up to those celebrities who rely on sensationalism to gain popularity!"
"I agree with that. If Teacher Zhang Ye continues on this path, his popularity will definitely be heaven-defying. He has only debuted for less than a year, but he's already heading towards the B-list rankings!"
"Haha, did you guys watch the crosstalk competition? I was so tickled! Zhang Ye is too humorous! And the things he did were also hilarious. He single-handedly messed up a national crosstalk competition! He's too good at stirring up trouble! I also think highly of Zhang Ye! As long as he can continue on this path, as long as the entertainment industry gives him a chance, he will definitely become a f * * king tyrant of the entertainment industry in the future! "
"It's such a pity that he got banned."
"Hai, don't mention it. I get angry just thinking about it!"
"I wonder what Teacher Zhang is doing now."
"What else could he be doing? This is a complete ban. He can't even take part in the talent shows now. No one would dare to let him take part in them anymore. This is like a death sentence. I'm afraid Teacher Zhang won't be able to get out of it. "
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
"Zhang Ye has started a blog!"
"F * * k, what's there to be surprised about? What's wrong with starting a blog? "
"What do you think is wrong! Go and take a look! There's a novel in the blog! It's called 'Legend of Wukong' or something! I think it's Zhang Ye's new work! "
"What?"
"Is that true?"
"Holy shit, it's true!"
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