During the first half of the freshman semester, there was a writing class. Shen Ling listened very carefully during the class and studied the textbook carefully. Later, Shen Ling found that even if he listened to this class more carefully, he almost memorized the content of the teacher's lecture, but he still couldn't understand it.

In desperation, Shen Ling had to soak in the library every day, hoping to find a very helpful book for writing novels.

She came to the library that day and walked to the most remote corner as usual. Within a few minutes of sitting down, she saw Song Jiacheng from their class approaching.

Song Jiacheng was the deputy squad leader of their class, with a faint smile on his face. When he saw Shen Ling, he greeted her, opened the chair and sat down not far from her.

Shen Ling opened the "Complete Works of Zhang Ailing" at hand and took notes while reading it. Song Jiacheng finished writing a paper over there, and when he packed up and left, he found that Shen Ling was still working hard there. As he passed by, he couldn't help but glanced at her notebook, and found that she had copied a large section of the landscape description in the book, and couldn't help asking: "What did you do with that copy?"

Shen Ling raised his head and smiled at him: "It's nothing, I want to learn to write a few novels, but I don't know how to write, so I had to excerpt the paragraphs I thought was good."

Song Jiacheng heard that she was trying to write novels, so he became interested, and didn't say anything. He pulled the chair beside Shen Ling and sat down, and smiled: "Since you like writing novels so much, why didn't you participate in Wenqing? Society."

The Wenqing Club is the largest literary society in their school. Song Jiacheng himself joined it early, and occasionally writes two modern poems. He is considered a literary lover.

Shen Ling's goal is to write online novels, and the purpose of Wenqing Club is to be close to the lives of contemporary college students. Most of the publications published under his name are prose, even if there are novels, most of them are short stories or novellas. So she hesitated at first, but didn't join.

"I've seen the entry requirements of the Wenqing Club. Members must report to the club every Saturday. But I don't have much time on Saturdays, so I didn't participate." Shen Ling casually ridiculed a reason.

Song Jiacheng didn't have much contact with her on weekdays. When Shen Ling said this, he thought that the other party would work part-time on Saturday, so naturally he didn't have time to join the school club.

Although Shen Ling did not intend to join the club, Song Jiacheng was still enthusiastic. "Our Wenqing Club is currently calling for papers. If you are interested, you can try it."

Shen Ling was a little moved by what he said, and felt that he couldn't write a long serial novel by himself, so he could try to write a short story and practice his pen, so he agreed.

Song Jiacheng smiled and said: "Then we are done. After you finish writing your manuscript, hand it to me, and I will help you deliver it to the agency."

Shen Ling agreed with a smile. Song Jiacheng felt that it was worthwhile that he had said so much with Shen Ling, and somehow he got another manuscript for the agency and left with a happy mood.

In the next two or three days, after several deletions and corrections, Shen Ling wrote a short story of 5,000 words. She handed the manuscript to Song Jiacheng as scheduled. After waiting for several days, she knew that Song Jiacheng hadn't heard anything, so she knew it was not selected.

Before Shen Ling had time to lose, it was time for the midterm exam.

After finishing the exam, Shen Ling plunged into the library again. She is now supplementing historical knowledge, especially focusing on the Ming and Qing dynasties. The historical books are placed a bit on the east side of the library. Every time Shen Ling walks through the long corridor, he can see the flowerbed outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Shen Ling felt that he had studied writing novels for so long, and although his writing style had not improved, he still had some sentimentality of literati. At this moment, she looked at the withered flowers and trees on the flower bed outside, and a faint melancholy suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of her first love boyfriend from college. Just as she was immersed in the memories, someone behind her gave her a soft voice.

Shen Ling returned to her senses, turned her head to see, Song Jiacheng was standing behind her holding a few books, watching her look over, a little embarrassed smile: "I was busy with exams some time ago, I forgot to tell you. Never before in that novel."

Shen Ling said lightly: "I expected it."

Song Jiacheng tilted his head to see the several history books she was holding in her hand, "You have changed to study history now?"

Shen Ling smiled: "No, I'm writing novels for the sake of it. I just want to learn more about history, so I can use it when writing ancient novels in the future."

When Song Jiacheng heard her say this, she remembered one thing: "My cousin, like you, also likes to write these ancient novels. She also registered a pseudonym on the website and published several novels. During that time every day. Forcing us to click on her, if you are really interested in this, I can give you her QQ number."

Shen Ling listened to what he meant, that cousin should be just a little transparent among the many authors on the website, but she was in urgent need of someone’s guidance, even if it was little transparent, she was better than her, so she took out a note and wrote what Song Jiacheng said. qq number.

Back to the dormitory at night, when Shen Ling washed up and lay on the bed, he used the Nokia mobile phone in his hand to log in to QQ, then entered the account number, and sent a friend application to Song Jiacheng’s cousin, and added "Song Jiacheng classmate" to the application. "These words.

After a while, the friend application was approved there, and then she asked who she was.

On the water side: "Hello, I am Song Jiacheng's classmate. He said that you are writing a novel on the website. I happen to have this intention, so I want to ask you a few questions."

Alan: "You are my cousin's classmate! Boy or girl?"

On the water side: "Girl."

Alan: "What question do you want to ask me?"

On the water side: "How to write?"

Alan: "Well, how should I put it? I am also working hard in this area, so I really can't give you some useful suggestions."

On the water side: "That's it!"

Alan: "But I can help you clarify your future direction. Do you treat writing novels as an interest or do you expect it to make money?"

On the water side: "Does this make a difference?"

Alan: "The difference is big. For example, like me, I just write it out of interest and don’t expect it to make money, so I don’t have an outline, where I want to write, when I want to write and when I want to write. But if you want to If you want to make money from it, you must update it every day, and it is best to have an outline for each novel. The most important one is that you have to cater to readers if you want to make money. You can write what is popular at the moment. , So that you can make money. Unless you are a great author, that’s another matter."

On the water side: "I think I might be the kind that counts on it to make money."

Alan: "Then you should work hard in the direction I said! Another thing is, you must write and write. Only by writing more can you develop your writing style. If you write too much, you will naturally know how to write. . You can also take a look at the writing navigation of those stations, which should also be inspiring for you."

On the water side: "Okay, I listen to you. Thank you for your suggestion."

Alan: "By the way, I forgot to tell you. You remember that it is best not to publish the novels that you have written on the website before you have a good writing skills. Each website has a list of new authors, and there is only one chance for this. Be sure to cherish it! Like I published an unsatisfactory novel early, and it turned out that not many people read it on the list of new authors. It is better to wait until the writing is done well in the future, and then post a better one. Novels, so there are more opportunities for new books."

Some of what Song Jiacheng's cousin said, Shen Ling understood some, but some didn't. But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, just do it.

Although Shen Ling did not learn anything really useful this time, it also gave her an inspiration. There is really no other trick to writing novels besides writing more.

Moreover, writing novels is better than writing stereotypes and having a teacher's teaching. It is completely dependent on your own exploration. Shen Ling feels that with his current level, I am afraid that it will take at least one year of practice to write a slightly decent work.

The next day, Shen Ling took time to go to the school's computer room, spent a few hours perusing all the writing navigation of major websites, and finally got some clues.

On the way back to the dormitory, when passing the school's supermarket, Shen Ling went there and bought a dozen notebooks with two hundred pages.

She is going to write from the dialogue description, excerpt the more exciting dialogue paragraphs in the novel into her notebook, and then take it out and look at it from time to time. If she reads more, she will naturally write it.

In addition to dialogue descriptions, she also extracts character descriptions, landscape descriptions, facial expressions, psychological descriptions, and sentences that seem more graceful to her.

Since then, Shen Ling will soak in the library to copy books as long as he is okay after class. When encountering unimportant courses, such as Marxism-Leninism or elective courses, she took the books borrowed from the library to the class to copy.

Although the work of copying the book is hard, Shen Ling feels very fulfilled whenever he sees the contents written in the notebook, as if he is one step closer to his goal.

Busy, the end of the term is here.

Shen Ling temporarily put aside the work of copying and began to review his homework.

After the final exam, the people in the same dormitory packed their bags and went home. Shen Ling packed up some clothes like them, but instead of going home immediately, they stayed in a hotel in city a. She plans to wait until the end of the twelfth lunar month before taking the plane home, and during this period, she plans to take a look at the houses in city a.

After looking at the house for a few days, Shen Ling finally bought two houses in a mid-range community called Thames Town. One set will be kept for later appreciation, and one set will live by itself.

After half a semester, Shen Ling decided to move out of the dormitory. Living in the dormitory is not only inconvenient for writing novels, but also unable to practice internal skills.

Before leaving, Shen Ling simply bought some furniture for one of the houses, and also bought some daily necessities, and then embarked on the journey home.

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