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Chapter 17 Open the document and do it

"Everyone, this is the book review post I just wrote."

I am very satisfied to finish writing this book review.

Liu Yang sent the link to the group.

When the authors saw it, they all said: "It's really different when the big boss takes action."

"Brother Liu Yang, I admire you."

"The last poem is so well written."

"When I read this article today, I will know its true meaning... It expresses my heart. Please repost it. Repost it."

"Yes, yes, let's go."

Compared to previous negative reviews.

Liu Yang's comment can be said to have lit a fire for Douya's reading.

Especially the doggerel written by Liu Yang at the end.

That really attracted a lot of people's attention at once.

"Hahaha, this poem is awesome. Is there really such a bad book?"

"I'll go take a look. Damn it, the writing is really bad."

"A lot of brainless plots, poisonous to death."

"Shennong died after tasting the poison. This is the most poisonous weed I have ever seen."

Many readers came to try the poison.

result.

As Liu Yang said, almost 90% of readers identified them as poisonous weeds.

And they also spontaneously did one thing, which was to forward it.

Why forward.

They naturally had no enmity with Chen Yi.

But they really want to share such a weird book with other friends.

"Liu Yang, you're awesome, that comment of yours went viral."

"Well, the Bean Sprouts official has not only refined it, but now basically all the book friends are discussing this work."

"Now we don't need to write negative reviews. Countless readers have written negative reviews on their own initiative."

All the authors in the group were extremely excited.

This also made Liu Yang feel an incomparable sense of accomplishment.

According to this situation.

Don't say that "Nine Transformations of the Golden Body" will die.

I'm afraid his pen name will have to be abolished in the future.

……

"Chen Yi, where have you been? You came to Bauhinia Lake to participate in a writing exchange meeting."

"Uh, Li Xin, what's the use of participating in such a writing exchange?"

"It's useful. I have beautiful classmates."

"For this?"

"Or else?"

Saturday.

Chen Yi received a call from Li Xin.

For this exchange meeting, Chen Yi originally wanted to refuse.

After all, Chen Yi also told Teacher Xiao Xie before.

Will such an exchange be profitable?
The answer is no money.

Since you have no money, what are you going to do?

However, the intense dive into "Basic Theory of Composition" in the past few days made him feel a little dizzy.

It’s not that I didn’t learn anything.

The problem is that he has learned a lot, and judging from the constant increase in composition experience, Chen Yi feels that he has countless composition knowledge in his mind.

But pretending to be too much all at once feels like my brain cells are being exhausted too much.

At this moment, I am closing my eyes and concentrating.

Although he didn't want to go before, but when Li Xin said this, Chen Yi thought about it and relaxed: "That's fine, I'll be here in a while."

Say it.

Chen Yi rode his bicycle to Bauhinia Lake.

"I'm so tired."

The house Chen Yi rents is a little far from the school.

After a ride, Chen Yi was sweating.

"Chen Yi, here."

Seeing Chen Yi, Li Xin waved: "Why are you here? I asked you to change to an electric car."

"Are you giving money?"

"Isn't there a 5000-yuan bonus?"

"I still have to eat."

"Okay, stop talking, look, Ye Qingqing is here."

"Ye Qingqing...where?"

"I'm blind, the one in the middle."

"I saw it."

"How about it?"

"not so good."

"What's wrong?"

"We're already at the airport, what else do you want?" "Pfft..."

Li Xin sprayed water directly: "Brother, I want you to evaluate it."

"It's for evaluation."

"What I'm talking about is evaluating her writing experience."

"Oh, I should have said it earlier."

Chen Yi smiled sarcastically.

He has always believed that writing is a relatively private and subjective matter.

When it comes to communication, there really isn’t much to communicate with.

Could it be that if you communicate with each other, your writing level will improve?

This is really unlikely.

But what Li Xin said was also good.

Although Chen Yi was not interested in this writing exchange, there were quite a few beautiful students who came to participate in the exchange today.

It's also good for the eyes.

"this is not bad."

"This is fine too."

"Although this one looks average, he looks bookish and has a decent temperament."

"It seems like a girl who likes to write has a good temperament."

"These legs...wow..."

Said it was an exchange meeting.

But in fact, this exchange meeting is relatively open.

Everyone formed a circle at Bauhinia Lake and expressed their thoughts on writing.

"Chen Yi, it's your turn."

Li Xin pushed Chen Yi.

Chen Yi was stunned: "I have nothing to say."

"You have nothing to say but you have to say it. Besides, you just won the prose championship. Everyone is looking forward to you."

"look……"

Li Xin said softly.

Chen Yi looked around.

I actually saw a group of students paying attention to me.

This made Chen Yi feel a little embarrassed, so he had to step forward weakly: "Uh, hello, classmates, I am Chen Yi. Actually, I don't know what to say. And everyone has said so much just now, and I have finished my words. , that’s it, goodbye.”

talking.

Chen Yi is about to leave.

Ye Qingqing on the other side said: "Classmate Chen Yi, everyone is looking forward to your writing experience. The prose you wrote in the past few times, "The Feet of the Creeper", "Peanuts", and "Spring" which won the championship... …Everyone likes it very much, why don’t you say something?”

For Chen Yi.

Ye Qingqing had actually wanted to meet him for a long time.

It's just that they are not in the same class. This is a rare opportunity. Ye Qingqing really wants to ask Chen Yi for advice in person.

Especially "Spring" written by Chen Yi.

When Ye Qingqing saw this article, he couldn't sleep all night.

She couldn't believe it.

There is someone at Bauhinia University who writes prose so well.

"Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching...Student Chen Yi, I can recite the entire text of your prose. Why don't you share with us the writing experience of this "Spring" Bar."

"This one……"

Chen Yi had a headache.

to be frank.

Although "Spring" belongs to him.

But this article was really not written by him, but by Mr. Zhu Ziqing.

Ask him to share his experience in writing this work.

There was really something embarrassing him.

But he couldn't say that it wasn't written by him.

"Classmate Chen Yi, tell me."

"Classmate Chen Yi, you are a prose champion. Why don't you share your writing experience with us?"

A group of students talked from time to time.

This made Chen Yi somewhat unable to step down.

After thinking for a while, I had to say, "Okay, I'll just tell you a few words."

"Actually, there's really nothing to talk about about writing experience. Because everyone's writing method and writing style are also different, so it's difficult to unify. However, I do have a better writing method. You can refer to it , as for the effect, I can guarantee that it is very effective.”

Everyone was extremely interested in this statement: "Classmate Chen Yi, what is the method?"

"The method is simple, there are only three sentences, everyone just needs to remember it."

Many students took out their notebooks one after another.

Chen Yi then said:

"The first sentence, open the document and do it."

"The second sentence, the clubhouse is on fire."

"The third sentence is to throw bricks."

Done.

Everyone who participated in the writing exchange meeting was petrified.

(End of this chapter)