人人做天天爱夜夜爽2020

Although the writers are not as famous as the writers before Feng Yu’s rebirth, they still have many fans.

Feng Yu sat in front of his PC, looking through the new titles on Qidian. To his disappointment, he did not find anything interesting.

The online novels now are mainly in modern settings, followed by Wuxia, online gaming, or some horror stories. Unfortunately, Feng Yu could not find the Xian Xia or Xuan Huan novels he likes.

The only genre related to the Xuan Huan genre is the Xi Huan (Western Fantasy) novels. Most of it about knights, magicians, etc., from western folklore.

This is the most popular genre now, and there are no ‘systems’ or ‘leveling’ stories out there. The titles are also not different from the story, and it’s tiring to read them.

Feng Yu is bored as he has nothing to read.

During the weekend, Feng Yu met Wen Dongjun for a game of table tennis. Both of them are amateurs with similar standards.

In the end, Feng Yu lost 2:3 to Wen Dongjun. Both threw their bats aside and sat on the floor.

“Eh, why did you ask me out to play table tennis today? You should call me out more often for such activities. I had never won against my colleagues at table tennis. Not even once!” Wen Dongjun said.

Feng Yu rolled his eyes. Did you forget where you are working at? Which Chinese sportsmen don’t know how to play table tennis? Yet, you still dare to play against them?

But Feng Yu kept quiet as he cannot even win against him.

“I’m bored.”

“What’s wrong? I noticed you had not been playing online games now.” Wen Dongjun asked.

“I cannot keep up with the leveling and kept getting killed.” Online games must be played in groups, and it’s hard to form groups. Most players have a fixed group, and Feng Yu is bored of playing alone.

“Then you can read some online novels. I thought you had invested in Qidian? There are more than 10,000 titles there.”

“I had finished reading those I am interested in. Their updates are too slow!” Feng Yu remembered those top writers in his previous life. They can update a few thousand to ten thousand words every day. Once in a while, they will post additional chapters. The writers now can only manage around 3,000 words at most!

“You always have many things to say when you are chatting with me. Why don’t you write a novel if you are not interested in other people’s novels?”

Feng Yu looks at Wen Dongjun. Why does this sound so familiar? He had seen this comment countless times in his previous life. ‘Write it yourself if you think you are good. If not, stop criticizing others!’

Writing a few thousand words is not a problem for Feng Yu. Ten to twenty thousand words might be possible, but a hundred thousand to one million words are impossible.

Feng Yu thought for a while. He cannot write it, but that does not mean others cannot do it. He can provide the outline of the story and let those writers write out the story.

“Dongjun, do you think I cannot write a novel?” Feng Yu looks at Wen Dongjun.

“I know you too well. I can even tell what you have eaten from your poo!”

“Get lost. I will let you know what is call a best-selling novel! That’s enough for today. I am going back.” Feng Yu stood up.

“Eh, you are not playing anymore? One more game. I will go easy on you.”

.......

Feng Yu went straight to his study room once he got home.

“I thought you are playing table tennis with Dongjun today? Why are you back so early?” Li Na asked curiously.

“I have something to do.” Feng Yu continued to type furiously without looking up.

Li Na thought Feng Yu is working and did not disturb him. She left the freshly brewed tea on the table and left.

Two hours later, Feng Yu printed a rough story outline and looked at it. Finally, he is satisfied with it. Hmmm... almost every author is satisfied with their first work.

Feng Yu contacted Qidian and knew a few well-known writers had just finished their novels and are coming up with their story for their next book. So, he picks the fastest writer among them and added his QQ.

“Hi, the editor asked me to contact you. Can I know what do you need from me?” The other party typed.

“I have a novel story outline, and I want you to write it.”

“I had finished my last novel, but I had an idea for my next book. Furthermore, how are we going to settle the remuneration if you are providing the story?”

“You can take everything. I don’t need that. Oh, my Qidian’s ID is No. 6 of Central Plains.”

The other party was surprised to know he talked to “No. 6 of Central Plains”. This is the best online novel reviewer, and every novel he reviewed is popular.

“You are ‘No. 6 of Central Plains’? Why don’t you write it yourself?” The other party asked.

“No time.” Feng Yu lied. He has time but doesn’t have the skills. Writing a novel might seem easy, but one will realize how difficult it is to start writing one.

The other party accepted Feng Yu’s reason. He heard “No. 6 of Central Plains” is a rich man, and he must be busy with work.

“Can I look at the story before I decide?”

Feng Yu immediately send his story outline to the other party’s QQ mailbox. The QQ chat still cannot send files through the chat unless it is between members. The other party is not a paid member of QQ.

About ten minutes later, the other party replied. “No. 6, your story is very creative, and I have never heard of anything like this! Which genre is it?”

“This should be considered Xian Xia. You can consider this as an upgraded version of Wuxia. The characters in Xian Xia can fly like deities. You can also call it cultivation.” Feng Yu replied.

“This is terrific. I had never heard of these before. Are you trying to create a new genre?! Aren’t you afraid that I will not do a good job with your story?”

Feng Yu is worried, but there’s no one else to help him. Also, after someone started this genre, many others will start to write novels in this genre, and many splendid novels will appear soon.

“I am not afraid. Just go ahead and write it, and you can contact me if you have any questions. I believe you will be famous because of this novel!”

Many years later, this writer will reply proudly that it was “No. 6 of Central Plains” who gave him this story when asked how did he create this genre. Without “No. 6 of Central Plains” guidance, he will not have his first best-seller!