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"Yeah, so I didn't understand it, but I understood it when I saw you.

This time I came to meet with you, the purpose of which I talked about before.

For "Zhu Xian", what is your arrangement?

Do you need me to discuss the follow-up plot with you?

Although I don't know how to write books, I have been an editor for many years, and I still have some vision. "

Zhou Lan is a capable person, so she quickly withdrew her surprise and cut the topic to the point.

"I have put the whole context of "Zhu Xian" in my brain.

From the beginning to the end, it has been counted.

And I have almost finished writing "Zhu Xian", and it will be finished in half a month at most. "

Levi explained.

Zhou Lan just wanted to share with Li Wei the follow-up ideas she had sorted out these days, but when she heard Li Wei's answer, she immediately took back all the words.

But the focus of her attention is that Teacher Ye Zhiqiu, who updates [-] words a day, has almost finished writing Zhu Xian!

"Ms. Ye has already started to write, and she only sent it out recently."

Zhou Lan couldn't help but said.

Only in this way can we explain the speed of the opponent's daily update of [-], and only in this way can we explain that the opponent is almost finished.

"That's it."

Li Wei answered vaguely.

I can't explain this.

"Then how many words do you plan to write?"

"Around 180 million."

"180?"

Zhou Lan's voice raised several decibels.

Instead of feeling too much, she felt too little.

This is a business novel.

According to the standards of ordinary commercial novels, 180 million is not a small amount, but "Zhu Xian" is a novel destined to become popular.

In her opinion, this kind of book that can make money can be written even if it reaches 500 million words.

180 million words is the ending, it is a waste of money.

"Miss Ye, I think you can modify the ending appropriately.

At least write the article to more than 300 million words.

With your update speed, I would like to write more branch lines appropriately, which is also acceptable to readers. "

Li Wei thought, he doesn't mind.

If you write more, it will be more likely to complete the mission of Baimeng Hegemony.

But the system gave so much.

Unless he continues to write it himself, but he knows his own level.

This is not the only book that can be written, and there is no need to destroy the original ending.

"No, the ending is already here. This is the most perfect ending in my heart."

Li Wei spoke righteously.

Seeing his firm attitude, Zhou Lan had no choice but to give up.

But she hasn't forgotten that her mission is more than that.

"Ms. Ye, do you have any ideas for the next book?"

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Chapter 14 Short Essay Call

Levi thought about it.

Although this Zhu Xian is almost finished.

But according to the release rate of [-] words per day, the meeting will not end in a while.

It's too early to think about new books.

Although he already had a certain prestige foundation, looking at the prices of items in the prestige store, he still felt his scalp tingle.

He wanted to wait, maybe sometime there would be a task to reward new novels.

"I don't have this idea yet. If I open a book, I will definitely tell you first."

Li Wei replied.

Zhou Lan was also very satisfied with Li Wei's positive response.

As for Teacher Ye Jingqiu's idea of ​​not planning to open a book for the time being, she also understands.

After all, this book has not been finished yet, and it has not even been opened for a month, so it is too early to talk about the next book.

In her opinion, writing such a masterpiece must have racked her brains.

It is normal for the next book to be opened even after three or five years.

Of course, as an editor, she was angry and helpless towards this kind of lazy and cancerous author.

"It's a pity that Xianxia is not like the popular genre of reasoning fairy tales, and there are often short essays.

In that case, Mr. Ye, you can also write short stories in your spare time.

There are always a lot of rewards for the first few short essays. "

Zhou Lan sighed with regret.