My Sister is a Big Star

  Nani?

writing a novel?

   "What novel do you write well." Qin Ze didn't turn his mind.

""The President of My One Night Seven Lang"," Su Yu said: "I have written it for a week, and it was published on Lala Novel. Yesterday someone gave me a reward. Although it is only 10 yuan, I am still very Happy, it means that the novel I've written is read by others. This is the greatest recognition."

  Shente, Yiye Qijirou, can this title pass the trial? Is the site review funny?

  Moreover, and...Although my kidneys are in line with Teddy, I don’t seem to have the experience of Qijirou overnight, right?

  Damn, who are you writing about, tell him to come out, I will kill him.

  No, the slot is not this.

   "The meeting is about to be held at noon, have you finished writing the draft." Qin Ze said.

  "Drafts or something, you write it yourself, I am now inspired to write a novel." Su Yu's eyes stuck to the screen, crackling on the keyboard.

"Leave the beautiful president not doing it, you go write a novel? Wake up, Teddy... Su Yu, there is no future in writing a novel, and he stays at home in the evening. He can do nothing except thinking about the plot all day long. Over time, people will become greasy. Because of the lack of social interaction, friends will alienate you. If you write a little over the line, you will be shut down in a dark room, and you will say goodbye to you for all the manuscript fees you barely eat."

"Writing novels is a crooked way. Don’t just go to work. It’s the right way to go to work. Can the website pay you social insurance? Can you pay you five social insurances and one housing fund? There are no guarantees and benefits. Be good, let go Keyboard, give me a manuscript for the noon meeting."

Su Yu tilted her head and thought for a while, "Don't worry, I'm not full-time. I promise not to make myself greasy. If I get fat, my husband will accompany me to exercise and lose weight in bed. In addition, benefits are guaranteed or something. , Don’t need it, I don’t need money."

  Qin Ze was full of black lines: "Believe it or not, I will teach you how to be a man with an iron rod?"

  Su Yu stubbornly said: "No, I will write a novel, I will write a novel, and then pay to adapt it into a movie, I will play the heroine myself, and you will play the actor."

  Qin Ze squeezed his temple, he remembered, Su Yu seemed to have said that he was going to write a novel, when he and his sister were adapting the novel and filming.

  But shouldn’t it be casual? Why did she really start a novel.

  "Be obedient, hurry up and prepare the manuscript."

   "If you don't listen or listen, Wang..."

   Before Su Yu finished speaking, Qin Ze picked her up from the chair and threw her on the sofa.

"Ah, it's this kind of domineering feeling." Su Yu said happily: "Good-looking, sunny, and gentle on the outside, but in fact he is very domineering and strong. I love you in life, but he will domineeringly ask you to follow his in bed. Come on...I'm full of inspiration."

   "I exploded." Qin Ze angrily said.

  Qin Ze sat in front of the computer and wanted to close her word file. He glanced at Su Yuma's novel draft. It seemed that he was writing a **** scene, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances...

  The novel is written in the first person:

"After he squeezed me into the car arbitrarily and unreasonably, he said nothing and drove silently to his villa. I looked at his profile. The eyelashes were long and dense, the bridge of the nose was tall, and the lips were thin. Thin and handsome, it makes people desperate. At the same time he feels angry and happy, he still cares about me, but he puts on a stinky face every day, as if he is disgusted..."

  Qin Zexin said, I am also desperate.

  Desperately handsome.....It feels like a wicked smile. What kind of beauty is it?

Continue reading: "I finally arrived at the villa, and I was inexplicably nervous because I knew what he was going to do. This man, regardless of his usual gentleness and humility, was actually a violent maniac, domineering and powerful. He dragged me into the bedroom. , I wanted to accuse him angrily, but when I touched his gloomy gaze, I was suddenly in my throat and couldn't say anything."

  Qin Zexin said, this person is set to be familiar, is it me?

  "He pushed me **** the bed, and in a cold voice, he said viciously: "Su Xiaolan, you remember, you are my woman, you used to be, you are now, and you will be in the future. Don't let me see you and other appointments again. "Said, he rudely untied my clothes, tears in my eyes, gritted teeth: "Qin Yu, I hate you..." He said with a cold face, ignoring my resistance, here Five hundred words are omitted.

   "You, can't you stop writing this kind of thing? Are you writing novels or Xiaohuangwen?" Qin Zezhen was shocked.

"No, I've seen other female radio articles, they are all written like this." Su Yu stepped on high heels and ran over, "I will show you, I have written a lot of this kind of plot. Readers say that my details are very good, of course, I have actual combat experience."

  Qin Ze: "..."

  Su Yu pulled up the word document and showed him the previous manuscripts. Qin Ze saw a very familiar **** plot full of strong sense of sight, such as:

   "Come up by yourself!"

"do not want!"

   "Come up."

"No....."

   "Come up."

   Another example: the shower head spit out hot water, he pushed me against the cold wall...

  Special, I watched the stone watch again.

  Qin Ze: "..."

  No way, no way, no way, too many slots, I don’t know how to complain.

   "How about it, I have a good writing style, and the plot feels good, especially abuse, then, husband, when I finish writing, let's adapt it into a TV series." Su Yu hoped.

   "Let me tell you, a book like you can't be made into a movie or TV series, because sooner or later the pill." Qin Ze said.

  "Then, then I am going to delete some, but I can't change too much." Su Yu compared little finger, with a serious expression: "Just delete a few things, and the **** scenes can't be less."

  "Are you sure you can live to the end?" Qin Ze brows straight.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I don't let me publish it online, I can write it down. When I finish writing, you can ask the screenwriter of Tianfang Film and Television to help me modify it. We can make the TV series ourselves. There is no shortage of channels, equipment, personnel, and funds. "Su Yu said.

   "The Shanghai Stock Exchange Bare Butt Bureau will not pass the trial, please dispel this idea." Qin Ze knocked her head.

   "Let's talk about these at that time, you can help me see if there are any defects in the writing and the plot." Su Yu said.

"Writing... is okay, but I feel that the transition is not natural enough. It may be that you have never written a novel and lack experience. There are too many descriptions of the heroine’s psychological activities. When doing that kind of thing, Don’t write your feelings so clearly. After all, it’s the romance you wrote, even though I look at it as a little yellow text. Then... "I am wearing a zijin-colored dress today", what do you mean by Zijin? Lulu?" Qin Ze was confused.

   "It's green." Su Yu was eloquent.

   "I...I will go." Qin Ze was very tired.

  Teddy doesn’t even forget Sister Heizijin when he writes novels. How much does he hate her?

  The hatred of the husband?

   Even if it is, sister Ziying hates her.

   "Also, why does the protagonist's name feel weird." Qin Ze frowned.

   "Of course, Qin Yu, the combination of the two of us." Su Yu grabbed Qin Ze's neck from behind, and blew into his ear: "Surprises are not surprises."

   "Nima!" Qin Ze called out suddenly.

  Qin Ze remembered that it was not the male protagonist’s name that had a problem, but the female protagonist’s name "Su Xiaolan" was very problematic. If he remembered correctly, Xiaolan was the old man’s nickname for his mother.

  I can’t do it, I can’t look directly at this novel anymore.

  Qin Ze silently covered his face.

   "What are you doing." Su Yu was taken aback.

   "The heroine's name makes me play, Xiaolan is my mother's nickname, don't choose your name so casually, **** Teddy." A black line appeared on Qin Ze's forehead.

   "Oh, I thought about the name for a long time, but after a flash of inspiration, I thought of the name Xiaolan. No wonder I always feel familiar." Su Yu said.

  Qin Ze sighed: "You are just like the little **** "babies are not allowed to poison", sooner or later pill."

  "The title of the book must also be changed. What's the mess, seven times a night?" Qin Ze said earnestly: "Su Yu, to be honest, is there anything I am dissatisfied with?"

   "No, I am very satisfied in all aspects." Su Yu shook his head repeatedly.

  Qin Zexin said, the answer is good, you can save your life.

  Finally, but Su Yu, Qin Ze went back to the office to write the manuscript. Su Yu continued to crackle typing. She said that she would update two thousand words every day and she couldn't break it. This is the morality that an author should have.

  After reading her novel, Qin Ze didn’t intend to persuade her to give up. It’s okay, this kind of novel will live a long time, take jujube pills.

  Waiting for her to see the horror of the river crab beast and the ghosts and animals, she will naturally dispel the idea of ​​writing novels.

  On the other hand, after Su Yu updated today’s chapter, she is no longer in the codewords. Her update time is very random. She writes a few paragraphs when she is inspired, and works at ease without inspiration. Sometimes she updates at noon, sometimes she updates at night.

  Not many people read her novels. After all, it has only been serialized for a week, but she is very satisfied. In this week, she pestered Qin Ze several times in order to write a good **** scene, and then wrote about her feelings. Of course, Qin Ze didn't know these things. He didn't know that Su Yu was writing novels until today.

  Su Yu, this person is just showing off, otherwise he would not send photos to the group frequently.

  She finished writing the novel today and felt that she was great, so she posted the link to the novel to the group.

  "The novel I wrote, let me take a look at it."