The Coercion of Scum

"Well, don't you have the dream of being a writer? So I provide you with a good environment? Let's start coding now. This is the first step for you to become a writer."

"Yes, but this is too fast, and I haven't decided which publisher to submit to..."

"Nono, I don't plan to let you contribute to the publisher."

"what does that mean?"

Seeing the school girl tilted her head and expressed puzzlement, I patiently explained it to her.

First bent down and grabbed the mouse, I opened a certain online light novel website.

"Here, my suggestion to you is that since it is difficult for newcomers to gain favor on traditional paper media, start from the grassroots level on a down-to-earth basis. You can take the path of online literature."

"Network literature?"

"Well, you know, publishing novels through the Internet can not only skip the barriers of publishing houses, but also allow many people to see your work. If you become popular, an editor will ask you to sign for serialization. If you His works are strong enough, and in the end you are a writer who feeds on writing~"

When she heard what I said, Sydney's eyes widened in shock, and her small lips parted slightly.

"Oh, that's it!"

"Hmm, that's right, that's it!"

I also showed her some interfaces of this website. In addition to the editor's recommendation area, the latest updated novels will also appear on the corresponding list to ensure exposure.

After reading it, Sydney already showed a slightly expectant and eager expression.

"Wow, although many online novels are very famous, I didn't know much about it before. I didn't expect this thing to be very powerful, and it also has a beautiful cover."

"For this, you need to provide the cover and illustrations from the website after you have a certain grade."

"That's it..."

"Well, don't talk about indifferent things. Now is the time for you to start work. Take the first step of your dream!"

Without waiting for Sydney to say anything, I have actively pushed her to start codewords.

The goal is to cultivate Sydney into a code word Ji!

But Sydney, who was sitting at the computer desk, did not directly act as I expected, but blinked blankly.

"Even though I said so, I don't know what to do now..."

"Codewords."

"What is the code?"

"The word of the novel."

"What novel?"

"The novel you want to write."

"But... I have no inspiration right now, I don't even know what I want to write."

She spit out her little tongue, showing a look of embarrassment.

And I just recovered from it at this time.

Yes, writing an essay is not a treat for dinner, how can you write as simple as you want.

But if you think about it, it’s not that difficult. After all, writing articles is to win readers’ love.

Thinking of this, I stroked my chin, gradually narrowing my eyes.

"First of all, if you want to be a novelist, readers are important, right?"

"Yeah, although Sydney is not very smart, she still knows such basic things."

As if dissatisfied with being despised, Sydney puffed up her cheeks, showing a sullen look.

And I smiled.

"So, how do you think you can attract readers without inspiration?"

"Hey, hey? Is this possible? Attract readers before they are inspired to write a work..."

"To be precise, it is to attract readers by relying on experimental works before writing the works that I really want to write."

I was tempted, but Sydney still tilted her head and looked dazed.

Sure enough, he's still an idiot.

I always feel that there hasn't been a person with this kind of extremely dysfunctional mind around me for a long time.

I was thinking about it, on the one hand, because of the impossibility of being a weapon, on the other hand, because of the self-confidence of the superior, I bounced directly at Sydney’s forehead.

"Stupid!"

"Wow, it hurts."

She covered her forehead and buried her face in front of the table, her feet in slippers shaking like catharsis.

"School girl, your IQ makes it hard for me to save you."

"Senior, you are too much..."

She straightened up with tears, her lips pursed into a small hill, and she looked at me angrily.

"what did you say?"

"Wow, I'm sorry, I blame Sydney for being too stupid!"

I just squinted casually, her momentum immediately weakened.

Humph, this is right.

Sure enough, I still like women to be low enough to me, so Jasmine who refuses to obey will let me retaliate again and again.

When thinking like this in her heart, Sydney raised her hand weakly, like an eager student in class who just asked if she didn't understand it.

"So, how do you write without inspiration?"

"Very short answer, follow suit!"

I shook my finger and pointed out a clear way to her.

Sydney obviously couldn't understand my profound theories. She tilted her head and repeated my words softly.