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Chapter 95

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Chu Xiang learned from Zhuo Yu that the most important thing was the character's personality. She wanted to establish the character and then let the character develop various things. As for what to write or not to write, it all depended on whether the plot was useful in promoting the story. If it was not useful, then it would be useless to write it.

From this point of view, Chu Xiang's plot line in her mind was much clearer. She removed most of the irrelevant plot lines.

Zhuo Yu also told her that melodramatic and exaggerated dramas were necessary. If everyone was rational and developed steadily, and did things that were "reasonable," then it would definitely be a dead end. Not many people would read it. Why was gossip news always so popular? That was because most people liked to read stories that were full of conflict and conflict.

Look at what was on the trending searches. How many of them were irrational and brainless actions? Only this kind of thing would be popular. The real good young people's actions did not even have the chance to be on the trending searches. Who would read it if it was written?

Zhuo Yu only wanted to say a few simple words. He did not expect that Chu Xiang, a newcomer, would have such good comprehension. She could immediately understand what he said. He was embarrassed to say that it was too simple.

The two of them ate for two hours. Zhuo Yu told Chu Xiang a lot. From the characters' statuses should not be too high or too low to make them feel immersive, to the best distribution of the main character and supporting characters in the novel, to what kind of relationship between characters could be adapted into a film or TV series.

Chu Xiang listened more and more seriously. Zhuo Yu's mouth was dry. He drank some water and smiled. "Did you not remember? I've said too much. "

Chu Xiang said seriously, "No, I've remembered everything."

"Oh? You've remembered everything? "Zhuo Yu smiled in surprise." I hope it will be helpful to you. When it comes to writing, no matter how much experience you have, you have to rely on yourself to figure things out bit by bit. Many times, even if you have experience, it's not suitable for you. It's better to write something that feels right. You just have to remember to write what you like. If you don't like it, then no one will like what you write, because without the author's emotions, it's impossible to be lively. "

Chu Xiang nodded. "I got it. Let's go. It's late. I won't disturb your rest. I also have some ideas and want to write a draft. Can you tell me the three golden chapters? The first three chapters are especially important. "

"Sure." Zhuo Yu got up and walked out of the restaurant with Chu Xiang. On the way, he explained to her what elements should be written in the first three chapters of the opening novel, how to highlight the main character's characteristics, and how to arrange conflicts.

For Chu Xianglai, this knowledge was very new. She had never heard of it before. However, she was very clear about what kind of relationship between characters could be adapted into a film. After all, he had been in the entertainment industry for a lifetime and had studied countless scripts. He knew what kind of scripts were attractive.

She tried to combine the script and the characters. Although the differences were big, it was really easier for her to understand Zhuo Yu's words.

When she got home, she was not in a hurry to write a draft. Instead, she looked for Zhuo Yu's book and read it. As she read, she compared it with Zhuo Yu's knowledge. Gradually, she understood the intention of some of Zhuo Yu's plots in the first three chapters. She understood how to convey the main character's characteristics to the readers without batting an eyelid. She also understood that the plots were passed on like a chain. It was continuous and made the readers want to know what would happen next.

Chu Xiang read until two o 'clock in the morning. She turned on the computer and started to write an outline. Then, she wrote a new draft. She had written 10,000 words. When she came back to her senses, her eyes were bright.

She got up and stretched. She felt pain in her neck, waist, and back. Even if she had a full set of equipment, she could not bear to sit there and write for an entire night. She made a cup of wolfberry tea and felt weak all over. She could not help but feel a little regretful. With her current body, she would need to rest for an entire night to recover. She was really careless.

Chu Xiang sent Zhuo Yu a WeChat message. [I'm not going to the gym today. I'm quite tired after writing for an entire night. I think I'll sleep for a night.]

[Zhuo Yu: You wrote for an entire night? Then you should rest quickly. Your body can't stay up all night. Do you need me to help you read the draft? I'm a little afraid that I misled you.]

[Chu Xiang: If the guru is willing to help, I can't ask for more.]

Chu Xiang sent the 10,000 words she had written to Zhuo Yu. She exchanged a few more words with him before she took a shower and went to bed. After she fell asleep, the spiritual energy nourished her body and slowly dispelled her fatigue. Her unconsciously furrowed brows in her sleep also relaxed.

Zhuo Yu read Chu Xiang's new draft seriously. As he had just read "The Mighty Immortal", he could see the difference between Chu Xiang's new draft and "The Mighty Immortal". Although the writing was still immature, the arrangement of the story was much better. If it really had something to do with the writing techniques he had taught her, then Chu Xiang's comprehension was too strong, wasn't it?!

10,000 words was not a lot. He finished reading it very quickly, but he actually felt like he had not had enough. He immediately realized that this would be a popular novel. As long as the quality of the follow-up was like these 10,000 words, this novel would definitely surpass "The Immortal and Demon".

When Zhuo Yu thought of Chu Xiang's new novel that would surpass "The Immortal and Demon", he knew that Chu Xiang was serious. He looked at this novel more carefully. After all, Chu Xiang was a newbie. Zhuo Yu still saw some problems. He made a note in the document and gave some suggestions.

After doing all this, he also felt a little itchy. He opened the writing software and wrote 20,000 words of update. This caused the readers to come out and leave comments. They excitedly asked him what a good day it was today. The number of people who wrote 6,000 words a day had increased to 20,000. Wasn't this too good? If only it could be like this.

Zhuo Yu saw the readers' comments and smiled. This was impossible. It would never be possible.

Writing was like this. On a whim, one could write 30,000 to 40,000 words. When one did not want to write, one could not even write a hundred words. One's mood was very important. There had been times when his mood was affected by bad comments and he stopped writing. Therefore, he was really surprised that Chu Xiang could calm down and write a new novel in the teeth of the storm. Moreover, she wrote very well.

However, if this was the case, Chu Xiang's psychological quality was so good. Her sudden heart attack should not have been caused by the netizens. He had misunderstood.

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

Zhuo Yu quickly walked to the door and opened it. Liang Jun came in with a big bag and put a lot of things on the ground. "Aiyo, I'm so tired. Get me some water. The parking space downstairs is full. I got off the car and walked all the way here. I'm so tired. "

Zhuo Yu crossed her arms and leaned against the door, looking at him. "What are you holding? Why are you carrying a notebook? Don't tell me you … "

"Haha, that's right. I'm here to seek refuge with you. Zhuo Yu, big brother, take me in. My house is painting the walls. I'm afraid there will be harmful gases, so I can only hide here. "Liang Jun smiled fawningly like a pug.

Zhuo Yu rolled his eyes at him and went to the fridge to get him some water. "You're using environmentally friendly materials. What's the harm?"

Liang Jun snatched the water from his hand and drank half the bottle in one go. "How can this be guaranteed? I don't know anything about it. My heart can sail for ten thousand years. I'll move in later. "

"Based on what you're saying, you're not planning to stay for a few days. You're planning to stay for a long time, right?"

"Good brother, why are you fussing about this? Look at how many snacks I brought for you. We can write, play games, and eat snacks together. Isn't it beautiful? "

Zhuo Yu was speechless. "How is it beautiful when two men are together? Alright, you can tidy up the guest room yourself. I'm going to change first and go out for lunch. "

"Okay, go ahead." Liang Jun sat on the sofa. When he put down his computer, he saw the open notebook on the coffee table. Zhuo Yu had a document open. He saw that there were many comments on the draft. It was actually about the female lead's cultivation!

Liang Jun shouted as if he had seen a ghost. "Zhuo Yu, what are you doing? Are you going to write on the female channel? "

Zhuo Yu suddenly remembered about the document. He poked his head out of the bedroom and said, "Don't touch that. It's not my draft. I'm helping someone else read it. Turn off my computer. "

"Oh." Liang Jun couldn't help but gossip. "Whose draft is it? Who could get Guru Zhuo to help read it? You're even writing on the female channel? Do I know you? Do you have any other friends besides me? " When did you hook up? "

Zhuo Yu came out and slapped him on the back of his head. "What are you yelling about? What hooking up? We just met."

Liang Jun's brain spun quickly, and he immediately reacted. "An author I just met, and she writes immortal cultivation novels in the female genre. Isn't that Qing Xiang and Chu Yun?" Seeing that Zhuo Yu did not refute, he widened his eyes and said, "Really? Is this really Qingxiang Chu Yun's draft? When did the two of you become so close? No, did the two of you exchange pseudonyms? Weren't you waiting for the verdict to come out to see if she copied it? "

Zhuo Yu sat at the door and changed his shoes. He casually replied, "I've read both of their novels. They didn't copy anything. Xia Wushuang randomly pulled someone to create hype. Qingxiang Chu Yun is just unlucky."

Liang Jun didn't understand. "Aren't you a curious person? Why did you suddenly read their novels?"

Zhuo Yu didn't hide it. "Qingxiang Chu Yun moved to the opposite house. It's quite a coincidence. I thought that since we'll be seeing each other often in the future, I had to find out the truth to get along, so I read it."

"She moved to the opposite house?" Liang Jun felt that the world had turned into a fantasy. "Is there really such a coincidence in real life? How much fate does this have to be? I thought the opposite house was empty. I was yelling outside just now … Oh right, why did you help her change her novel? Do you think her character is good? Or do you sympathize with her being trampled on by Xia Wushuang? "

"It's just that I rushed to the topic of writing. I gave her some suggestions, and since she wrote it, I helped her read it. I didn't want to mislead her again." Zhuo Yu opened the door and turned to look at him. "Are you leaving or not? Why are you asking so many questions? "

"No, Guru Zhuo, you personally wrote comments for someone. This is unprecedented. You didn't even help me read it. I'm just curious. Oh right, invite her to eat with us. Introduce her to me too. In the future, the three of us will see each other frequently. We're all good neighbors. "

"She wrote all night and is catching up on sleep today. Let's do it another time. "Zhuo Yu pulled Liang Jun from Chu Xiang's house into the elevator and went downstairs to eat.

Liang Jun looked at him. "I suspect that something happened between the two of you without me knowing, but I don't have any evidence."

Zhuo Yu rolled his eyes at him. "Keep your imagination to yourself, great writer."

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