Fang Di patted Zhao Haitang on the shoulder and then said.

Zhao Haitang blinked, looking confused at this moment...

Why doesn't he understand a little...

What do you mean by this?

"Fon Di, you haven't said whether there is a chance to get up this hot novel..."

As Zhao Haitang spoke, his face couldn't help but show a nervous look on his face...

"Haitang, don't understand this?"

"Fon Di is hinting that what you wrote is too bad, it is not a matter of subject matter..."

Zhang Wei waved his hand and looked like he was not worried about the big deal when watching the fun.

"Don't listen to him nonsense, you can only talk about the subject matter, just pay attention to it appropriately, the key lies in your own ideas..."

"Write as much as possible to write some topics that you can understand and will pay attention to..."

"Don't be too limited to something, this will only make you fall into it and it will not extricate yourself..."

"One thousand people, one thousand choices..."

"The key is also how you make a decision."

Fang Di pondered, then nodded and said.

"Forehead……"

"I still didn't understand..."

"Fon Di, otherwise I will follow your novel, right?"

"You authorize me to write your novel fan novel..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... Anyway, you have already constructed the worldview, and I just need to fill it in, it's perfect..."

Zhao Haitang said as he spoke, his eyes lit up...

As he spoke, his hands were closed in front of him, and the excitement on his face was beyond words. This expression seemed particularly true.

"Young man, you're going narrower..."

"How to say it, it is indeed a shortcut to choose fan novels to write if you are a beginner..."

"After all, for novices, they rarely pay attention to any worldview level system, and they may be in a state of collapse in writing..."

"If you are writing about fan, you can write slowly along the lines inside. In general, this is indeed a way!"

"The key is how you make a decision."

"It's good to write fan-written, but because of limited limitations, for some talented writers, it is very likely to cause a certain degree of shackle on themselves..."

"Didn't you always say that you have unlimited talents? Then you may not be suitable for fan..."

Fang Di shrugged and then said.

"I……"

"cough……"

"Not to brag, my talent in online literature is really unmatched..."

"But it may be because of the high talent, so I feel like I can't start."

"I will write a few fan-practice books first. After I have practiced all these, I will do other things, and it will be no big problem!"

Zhao Haitang held his head and his chest with a high posture.

This guy is also the kind of bragging without drafting.

As soon as I speak, my mouth can speak a lot...

But it can be heard that most of them are nonsense.

Everyone had a fight with each other, and then a day passed slowly...

As night falls, everything seems very quiet...

Fang Di pounced in front of the computer and made his own in-depth conception...

"Unconsciously, the "The Disaster of All Races" has more than five million words..."

"Hey... I can write tens of millions of words in the last book "The Path of Mortals". This book "The Disaster of Ten Thousand Races" feels like it can be finished after more than five million."

"I always feel that the more I write, the more I become more and more miserable..."

“Is this my problem?”
Chapter completed!