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153 The little pull is not a pull(1/3)

Regarding typing, some people always think that as long as you work hard, you can do your job.

No, inspiration is not the faucet.

But the bladder.

When I first thought of an interesting story, it always burst out irresistibly.

Then it will continue for a period of time with high output.

Then it became less and less...

Finally, it would be nice to have a few drops.

This is the time to truly test an author's "professional level".

Thinking of this, Li Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The initial stage of "The Evil Young Master of Flag Drawing"... was too hard.

It should be controlled and come out a little bit.

The story resources are there.

When will it be loose and when will it be tight.

How to control flow rate and increase pressure.

This should be planned in advance.

No matter how good the author is, the bladder cannot be inexhaustible.

Only when the water flows hard can you achieve the end!

That night, Li Yan remembered all this insight.

After the [Potential Energy Kinetic Energy Theory], the [Bladder Theory] also came into being.

These most vivid theories should be kept well at the bottom of the box and should not be made public at will. If there is a good opportunity, they should be entrusted to those who cherish them.

But for now, [Bladder Theory] came a little late.

All Li Yan can do is to try to write a good decisive battle with Jiumu.

To this end, he downloaded many papers and even went to Japanese government websites to collect data, from policies and regulations to chaebol games to at least be able to fool laymen.

From the Jiumu team's strategy to the repeated surprises of Ito Makoto, he tried his best to be reasonable and self-consistent.

Until I finished typing the words for the day, I went to bed late at night.

He finally realized it again.

This time it is the auxiliary theory of [Bladder Theory].

Yes, human bladder is limited.

But I can drink water, study hard, and learn hard.

As long as you drink faster than sprinkle, learn faster than use, and take faster than spend.

Then I am the perpetual motion machine of the bladder!

Through this knowledge, "The Evil Young Master of Flag Draws" has been elevated to the appearance of Japanese sentient beings. Are you still afraid that the story will run out?

With such an understanding, Li Yan finally became self-consistent this day.

...

No urine overnight.

The next morning, the first thing Li Yan did when he woke up was to read yesterday's follow-up orders.

It's just 24 hours since the chapter published yesterday.

Then yesterday's order was...

2033.

It fell dozens more.

"Oh..." Li Yan sighed and stood up.

If the marathon is ravaging the athlete's muscles and joints.

Then typing is to ravage the brain and mindset.

He walked into the bathroom and sang silently three times at himself in the mirror.

"Hard, arduous, arduous!"

Next, I sat on the toilet and clicked on QQ. I wanted to flip it around casually, but I saw the boss's message.

【Shana: Get up?】

Li Yan was no longer sleepy immediately.

【Wild Dog: Sister Na, I'm up.】

【Shana: I haven't gotten up yet.】

Li Yan's face tightened.

What should I say?

[Shana: I will send you a message if I haven't gotten up. In order not to delay your schooling, I am really dedicated.]

【Wild Dog: Yes…】

[Shana: If fate is together, don’t you say goodbye to me?]

[Wild Dog: The mountains do not turn, the water will turn, and the ghost knows when it will fall again...it will be under Sister Rong Guina's command again.]

【Shana:】

【Okay, very good at speaking.】

[I just tell you a few things in my personal capacity.]

[Anxi is not convenient to say, I say, he is an old bad guy anyway.]

[First, there are very limited authors that Anxi can take away, don't let him down.]

[Second, he will be the editor in chief in the future. It is unlikely that he will take care of you in every detail. You can control the right position yourself.]

[Third, the editor-in-chief does have higher authority, but don’t think that you are close to each other, and there will be some tilts in the recommendation resources. Set sail is a cruel place, you only recognize books but not people.]

[Of course, you will still be able to make an appointment with the author and the master. You are still far from that level.]

[If you don’t say anything, you are not as good as the editor-in-chief has brought it personally.]

[Anyway, the first grade is not eunuchs.]

[Even if you follow the order and turn it into a piece of shit, you have to write it in a million and not be broken.]

【Understand?】

【Wild Dog: Completely accepted, thank you for the reminder.】

【Wild Dog: Can Sister Na see me chasing me?】

[Shana: Of course I saw it, otherwise I won’t let you go to Anxi.]

【Wild Dog:...you are really good at talking too.】

[Shana: Don't panic, your "long-term serialization experience" is here, and it is also the subject and writing method, so it is inevitable to miss the order.]

[Shana: Why do you always say that newcomers will have a million words first?]

[Shana: Only when you truly complete the long article will you know what a long article is, what is structure and rhythm.]

[Shana: There is nothing to be discouraged. If you don’t collapse, you will win. You will naturally know how to control the next one.]

【Wild Dog: Thank you for your advice!】

[Shana: Go to school, don't fall into my hands if you don't turn mountains and water.]

【Wild Dog: (cover your face and laugh)】

After saying goodbye to Shana, Li Yan naturally became smooth.

When I got up to wash my face again, I had already changed my slogan in front of the mirror.

“Long-lasting, long-lasting, long-lasting!”

...

At 10 a.m., we set sail for the editorial department.

Taking advantage of the strength after breakfast, Fei Yuan and Kojima helped and finally completed Li Gefei's moving business within half an hour.

Although the new editor-in-chief's office is not big, it is in a good direction, and it is already bright enough now.

"Okay." Fei Yuan wiped the sweat and spread her arms at Li Gefei, "Give me a separate hug."

"Don't come here." Li Gefei slapped Fei Yuan's hand away, raised his glasses and said, "See you again, you'll be the opponent."
To be continued...
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