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Door 121 became lively after Tong Yan left.

"Hey, what are you talking about this guy Tong Yan going out for?" Zheng Jing, who was very curious, asked.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." Zidron, who had just returned from the stadium, said lazily.

Wang Ping from Tong Yan's upper pavilion guessed, "I seem to see him going out with his schoolbag on his back. Could it be that he went to the water room to work hard, right?"

"Isn't the water house Lan Mingzhu's territory? He probably won't go there, and it's not his style to work hard at night." Zheng Jing denied.

"Do you think Tong Yan has changed a lot this semester?" Luo Xiaoxu suddenly interrupted.

Qi Delong echoed, "Didn't he publish a novel in a magazine? He also earned royalties. It's probably related to this."

Luo Xiaoxu, "I just think he has become very busy. He doesn't play with us when get out of class is over, and he rarely speaks during the bed and talks."

"I used to dare to climb out secretly, but I probably went to the Internet cafe. I couldn't believe that this was something Tong Yan could do!" Zheng Jing exclaimed.

Wang Ping turned over, "He hasn't gone out again in the past month, but he still feels that he has something to hide and doesn't want us to know. Zheng Jing, you are well-informed, do you have any inside information?"

Zheng Jing's eyes rolled, "Hey, do you think it's related to Senior Sister Song Rao? They have been a little close during this period."

After Zheng Jing led to Song Rao, the theme of the 121 dormitory talks became Tong Yan and Song Rao’s scandal guessing meeting. Because there was an inevitable Song Xiancheng between Tong Yan and Song Rao, this guess seemed particularly exciting.

Tong Yan sneezed twice in Lao Liu's room and pinched his nose. He looked at Lao Liu sincerely, "Grandpa Liu, just help me. Who didn't have an ideal when he was young? My ideal is to become a writer. I even bought a computer, but there was no power supply and no place to write. Just let me write here."

As soon as Tong Yan entered the door, he explained his purpose straight to the point. Seeing that Lao Liu did not say anything, he begged again and again.

"Can this small bag hold the computer?" Old Liu glanced at Tong Yan's schoolbag.

"A laptop, also known as a laptop, is small and easy to carry," Tong Yan took out the computer and power cord from his bag. "In the future, this computer will be placed here, and you can also play online."

The following sentence Tong Yan said was not sincere. How could he play this in his sixties or seventies?

"Writing novels requires no paper or pen, use this?" Lao Liu asked again.

This is a good phenomenon. He did not refuse at once, but was willing to contact and understand. This shows that there is a chance, and Tong Yan is naturally willing to explain to him, "What I wrote is called an online novel. What you are talking about is a physical book. If you write physical books, you have to find a publishing house. If someone doesn't publish it, it is equivalent to writing it in vain. However, online novels are different. After I write it, they will be uploaded to the Internet. As long as people like to read it, I can make money. There are a lot of people and have the opportunity to publish physical books."

Old Liu squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tong Yan took the opportunity to plug the plug into the plug-in board, turned on the computer, and plugged in the wireless network card at the same time, "I'll show you a website, and after reading it, you will know what I said is true."

"Why should I help you?" Lao Liu finally spoke out, "If the teacher on duty finds out, I will definitely be expelled from the school."

"Didn't you just say that this is my ideal. My ideal is to be a writer. I invested all the manuscript fees I had earned before and bought a computer. Just to write novels. Grandpa Liu, if you don't agree to me, I will pester you every day, and you..."

Before Tong Yan finished speaking, Lao Liu interrupted, "One bottle of Erguotou every week, plus one bottle of Laobaigan a month. If you agree, I will let you create here."

Four bottles of Erguotou plus a bottle of Laobaigan will cost 100 yuan a month if I die. Tong Yan can still afford this investment. "No problem, I will pack your wine in the future! When I make money by writing novels in the future, I will buy you Maotai Wuliangye."

"Moutai Wuliangye is expensive, I may not be used to drinking it," the old man is quite unique, "Okay, you can write a novel now."

"I'm so grateful to you! Thank you!" Tong Yan said sincerely, guiding Lao Liu is the first step in his career success and a key step.

It's a bit early to start writing novels now. Tong Yan doesn't know much about this laptop. The computer has been turned on now. Tong Yan enters the password according to what Zhang Xiao taught him, connects to the network, and then logs to the starting point, using the new account "Tong Yan Wuji".

Now that the computer is his own, the Internet is his own, Tong Yan no longer has to care about time like in an Internet cafe. No matter what he watches or does, he is racing against time, just to save a few money.

I slowly glanced at Qidian.com's page. Tong Yan remembered the book "The Legend of Star Peak" where I ate tomatoes, so I opened it and read it. It was only two chapters and was very young. After reading it, Tong Yan's deepest impression was the first person. Tong Yan had no disgust for the first person narrative. As long as he wrote it well, he would not care which person he was named. As a creator, especially when he created super long stories, the first person had too many restrictions on the narrative, which was not conducive to telling tortuous plots in all aspects.

Putting "The Legend of Stars" aside, Tong Yan reads the most popular novels nowadays. The most popular new book in Qidian should be "The Big Star Falls in Love with Me" and "The Legend of Evil God" released last month. One is the urban novel by the new author Ekao, and the other is the fantasy work of Yun Tiankong, one of the eight major professional writers. These two novels, together with "I am the only immortal" that Tang Jia San Shao just listed the shelves, dominate the top three of the click weekly list.

It's an enviable result. Tong Yan's expectation for himself is to stay on the homepage click list for a week. The best result of "The Unofficial History of Little Soldiers" is to stay on the tail of the list for a day, and never go there again. This is Tong Yan's regret.

"Are you writing a novel?" Lao Liu, holding a semiconductor and headphones, walked behind Tong Yan and asked.

"Oh, it hasn't started yet, because I want to create a very grand work, and I have to do a lot of preparation work. I can't write it before the preparation work is done." Tong Yan's words are true, but what he is doing now seems to have nothing to do with the preparation work. He embarrassedly closed the web page and created a new folder on the D disk. He would put all the documents about the new book here.

After thinking about it, Tong Yan changed the name of the new folder to "Raging Thunder". At the beginning of the novel, Tong Yan had already thought about it almost the same. The protagonists Han Ting and Panda Balldan came to another world because of the lightning. Lei Ding is also his golden finger. Coupled with his hot temper, he temporarily gave the name Fury Thunder.

Next, Tong Yan created a Word document and started writing the outline. After nearly a week of preparation, Tong Yan was still in a good mood. This was an hour to write... (The novel "Born of a Crazy Word" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there is also a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right to "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)
Chapter completed!