Liu Yinuo handed out the fourth knife with great confidence and said with a smile: "Do you know what the biggest problem of the characters in your book is? That is dullness, they are just like paper people."

"Do you know the 73855 law?"

Liu Cheng looked at Liu Yinuo in amazement. The old sister had such a wide range of knowledge. He asked blankly: "What is that?"

"73855. When humans communicate language, 55% of the information is transmitted through visuals, such as gestures, expressions, appearances, makeup, body language, demeanor, etc."

"Your character doesn't even have an expression."

"There is 33% of the information transmitted through hearing, such as the tone, tone and sentence of speech. The characters in your book are completely giving reports."

"For example, Wan'er likes to say in a low voice, Manman is pronounced clearly, speaks well, and is organized. This is the character's characteristics, but what about your book?"

"Only 7% of the information is expressed through pure language. But all your book is full of dense long sentences."

Liu Cheng touched his chin, thought carefully about Liu Yinuo's statement, and nodded frequently: "Li Man is good at this. From the tone and expression of my speech, I will accept your 73855 law!"

"Is there any?" He rubbed his hands with a little excitement, feeling like I realized it.

Liu Yinuo stretched hard, moved his neck, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and said with a smile: "I want to hear it, come and press my sister's shoulders."

Liu Cheng rejected Liu Yinuo's request and said teasingly: "No, men and women will not be able to get along with each other."

Liu Yinuo hammered his shoulders and said with emotion: "I don't want to listen, forget it, just write it nonsense, anyway, you don't make money by this."

He was unmoved at all. The brother and brother have been together for many years, and they are fighting each other, and they don’t know what the hell is. He knows this little trick clearly: “If you want to express yourself, just say it, hold it in, and you’re so suffocating yourself.”

"Okay." Liu Yinuo sat upright and frowned and said, "Actually, I can't say that it's too much. I always feel that your structure is too simple. I just keep browsing technology and building it with great pleasure, which is unreasonable."

"The exchange of interests in your book requires four basic cores, that is, what cost the protagonist pays for himself, what cost the protagonist pays; what cost the protagonist does for supporting roles; what cost the protagonist pays for himself, what cost the supporting roles; what cost the protagonist pays for supporting roles;" the cost of supporting roles.

"The cool point is the text that satisfies the protagonist's needs. If you lack these four cores, you feel that you have no exchange of interests in doing things. Make the cool point exaggerated and boring."

Liu Cheng looked at his three million words manuscript and then looked at Liu Yinuo, and almost died on the spot. After being said this, he always felt that he was not suitable for this path.

Don't write anymore!

"Then what do they see?" Liu Cheng said depressedly. The things he had worked hard to write was worthless in my sister's mouth.

Liu Yinuo packed up his bag, walked to Liu Cheng slowly, and smiled in her Royal Sister's voice, whom she learned from somewhere, saying, "Oh, my Xiao Chengcheng, are you angry? Let my sister hug you! I'll comfort you well."

"What do they look at? Of course, it depends on your endless technology. What is your head equipped with? How come there are so many weird ideas?"

Liu Cheng took a deep breath. The sister in his family was getting more and more eccentric and was unreasonable to play cards.

"Okay, you have taken over your magical powers, hurry up and go back to bed. I'll start class tomorrow, and the company will ask you."

Liu Yinuo looked up at the second floor compartment and said with a smile: "Then I'll leave. You can rest early and don't be busy until so late every day."

"knew."

As a donkey in the production team, Liu Cheng is used to working overtime, let alone his own company.

"Dingdong, Dingdong."

Late at night, a doorbell suddenly sounded.

Liu Cheng frowned, it must be impossible for Liu Yinuo. She has always had a beginning and a final act and never lost everything.

He looked through the cat's eyes with a serious expression and looked at it for a long time, but there was no one outside the door.

"Hmm? Who's the prank in the middle of the night?" Before Liu Cheng could get to the station, another tinging doorbell sound was about to go. Liu Cheng looked through the cat's eyes again, but there was still no one.

But this time he heard the sound, heavy breathing and almost manic heartbeat.

"Who?" Liu Cheng asked vigilantly.

A timid voice rang outside the door: "I."

Oh, a woman.

He opened the door, looked at Wang Weiru who was squatting outside the door with confusion, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Wang Weiru is actually pretty good, at least 7 points and 8 points in the modeling industry. Such a girl is naturally beautiful when she is in the modeling industry.

However, Liu Cheng's XP system has never responded much to her.

From chatting, searching for people online, sending text messages, going to Building 16 to find Li Man, and then interviewing, I have experienced so many things and so many memories, but Liu Cheng has never had any feelings for Wang Weiru.

In his impression, Wang Weiru was not as good as Xu Qingqing, and that girl who was like a poem had a deep memory.

It's OK, but it's not necessary.

He is quite familiar with women like Wang Weiru. They are good at climbing up the pole and getting more and more flaws.

"I'm running over in the middle of the night. Is there anything wrong?" Liu Cheng stood in front of the door and did not let Wang Weiru enter.

Wang Weiru took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say, "I signed a contract with Qiku Network. I just finished filming today. It was a bit late and I had no place to go, so I had to come to find you."

When Liu Cheng smelled the wine, Wang Weiru's cheeks flushed, as if he had drunk a lot of wine.

He looked up and down at Wang Weiru, rolled up his hip skirt, revealing some underwear edges, some wine stains on his upper shirt, and several holes were torn. A pair of black high heels were left.

The makeup on my face was not very thick, I was so confused that I was rubbing everywhere.

He thought of the classic settings in the past that he played with some small butter, and the slap.

He was wondering what to do with this girl.

"Are you fighting with someone?" Liu Cheng saw Wang Weiru's appearance and asked in confusion.

When Wang Weiru heard Liu Cheng's words, he immediately started to softly cry on the ground: "Yes, after taking photos today, they said they were celebrating the celebration banquet, so I asked me to go. I felt something was wrong when I got to the place. I ripped up with someone a few times before I ran out."

"I dare not go back to the dormitory, and I dare not go anywhere."

Liu Cheng took out his cell phone and called: "Hey, uncle police, well, I have a case here..."

He didn't want to know whether what Wang Weiru said was true or false, and he didn't want to know what the nature of this matter was, but Wang Weiru was blocking his door now.

Well?!!Hmm? Why is this plot not right?

Shouldn't it be to comfort her, then lend her a place to take a shower, and then take care of her hangover, the two of them interact frequently in a small private space, and finally follow the flow?

Why is this plot...

"What are you going to do?" Wang Weiru stared at Liu Cheng with his eyes.

His appearance is really not ugly, and his figure is quite good! Liu Cheng called the police directly.

"Uncle police will arrive in a while, come in and have a glass of water." Liu Cheng turned around and returned to the computer and continued, "The paper cup is under the water dispenser, pour the water by yourself."

Liu Cheng continued to make the outline of his new book with great interest, and constantly improve his character settings according to Liu Yinuo.

Liu Yinuo's words indeed exposed many problems in the previous book, involving several principles. He also took out his notebook and took notes.

Wang Weiru looked at the busy Liu Cheng with a complicated expression. This person is really strange!

Ordinary men will always be merciful at this time, and even those who are more courageous will just pounce on them.

Even a straight man in steel will have some basic sympathy for girls to encounter such things!

But what about Liu Cheng?

Called the police.

Wang Weiru held his paper cup and looked at Liu Cheng who was busy and serious. Why couldn't this man touch him?! He had reached this point, didn't he feel anything at all?

She had made all the preparations, and even before entering the door, she had thought of countless results, but this result was completely beyond her expectations.

"I'm not the kind of good person you think. It's not a good thing for you to provoke me." Liu Cheng finally finished his outline and stretched very comfortably.
Chapter completed!