Chapter 668 Please Update Soon

The members of the Politburo and the Standing Committee in Beijing will hold a group meeting, and after the meeting they will go to many places to express condolences. This is an old tradition that has been formed over the years, and Fan Heng must strictly abide by it at this time.

Zhang Mei has also gone out, and there is also a group meeting in the Ministry of Education. They also have to visit various universities in the capital and meet some veteran comrades who are highly respected in the education field. I also need to visit to send New Year greetings. Today will be very busy all day long, and will continue to be busy until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Therefore, in the whole family, only Fan Kang and Xiao Qiang were fine.

After using the first version of the condom, Fan Kang felt refreshed. Xiao Qiang was probably a little tired from all the hard work and had been catching up on sleep in bed. He got up to wash up and then went down to eat. It was then that Fan Wubing didn't appear.

"Has Wu Bing gone out?" Fan Kang checked the time. It was past nine in the morning. It seemed that Fan Wu Bing was not a sleepy person, so he asked the nanny at home.

"No," the nanny replied. "I ran down here to find something to eat in the middle of the night. After dinner, I went back to the room, and my eyes didn't come out until now." "

Fan Kang felt a little curious, so he ate something hastily and ran upstairs to see what kind of airplane his brother Fan Wubing was working on. Just when I walked to the door, I heard the crackling sound of typing coming from inside the house.

"What are you doing?" Fan Kang pushed open the door and entered. Brother Qiuxian squatted on the bed and pulled the writing table to the bedside. He put his notes on it and connected an ordinary keyboard. Fan Wubing squatted on the bedside, put on a piece of clothing, and concentrated on the situation. In typing state.

For Fan Wubing, the appearance of his brother Fan Kang did not attract his attention. He was currently focused on writing.

Fan Wubing's speed was already good. Coupled with the smooth flow of my thoughts, I only thought about it for half an hour and figured out the outline of the entire work. At this time, I roughly drew up a preliminary outline. In one night, he actually coded more than 20,000 words, and he was currently on the way to 30,000 words.

Fan Kang thought what Fan Wubing was doing. But he had neither a written manuscript nor anyone to chat with. He just kept tapping the keyboard in the... Kobo 6bi document, letting the lines pile up, as if he was writing some manuscript, so he asked, "Dude. What are you doing?"

novel. Fan Wubing replied concisely, his hands continuing to tap the keyboard all the time.

Fan Kang was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously, "Writing a novel? Are you burned out? I'm surprised that you still have this interest. It's fun, isn't it? In a company as big as yours, there is no one worthy of your contribution. Where? Why are you trying to write novels like others? Do you want to just find someone to write for you?

Why are you working so hard?”

Fan Wubing was in the coding mode at this time. He had no interest in dealing with his brother Fan Kang, so he said, "Well, I want to help you. Call the person on duty in the company and ask them to send you some money." Here comes a more useful keyboard. The one I have at home makes me unable to type well, which affects my condition.

"Are you serious?" Fan Kang asked with some uncertainty. After a long while, Fan Wubing didn't react, so he sighed and said, "Hey, it's Chinese New Year, why don't you call me over?" Give me a red envelope?" He said and went out.

After half an hour, the company sent a car over. Several staff members carried more than fifty keyboards into Fan's house. At the same time, there were several new unopened LCD screen desktop computers, and then they These things were moved to Fan Wubing's bedroom.

At this time, Fan Wubing had completed the first 30,000 words and stretched out a pound. I was lazy, then threw myself on the bed, pouted my head and stuffed my head under the quilt, shouting in a muffled voice, "Ahhhhh, I'm so exhausted."

When the staff came in, they happened to see Fan Wubing pouting and stuffing his head under the quilt, like an ostrich. Suddenly everyone was overjoyed. Those who were worried about celebrating the New Year actually saw the boss like this. It seemed that this trip was worth the money.

However, Fan Kang obviously didn't want his brother to make a fool of himself, so he ordered the others to arrange the things, then opened the packaging boxes of the two computers, set up the machines, debugged them, and connected them to the wireless network at home. Only then did Fan Kang Wu Bian said, "Brother, if you want, it's much easier to use this than a notebook."

Fan Wubing twisted his eyes on the bed. Like a lively carp. He jumped up again, moved his crackling bones and joints, and then said, "Codewriting is really not done by humans. It usually takes more than ten hours, and the thinking is so clear, that is, I have accomplished so much. Change it." If I were in a certain state, I’m afraid it would be impossible to reach this level.”

In fact, Fan Wancai's chapter list, Chapter 668, Ahzhou Dalu is clear, according to normal people's standards. If you are working full-time, writing in one day is considered high. If you write more, I am afraid that the quality cannot be guaranteed. After all, readers in this period are still quite picky and have higher quality requirements. Too pale words and plots are difficult to attract attention. resonance.

Seeing the staff coming over, Fan Wubing ordered them to sort out what he had written, and then sent it directly to the editor of Huafeng.com, who had already prepared everything. Just waiting for Mr. Fan's novel, after receiving the manuscript. Everyone read it quickly first. "The female editor said with her eyes widened.

"Can this kind of thing be called a novel?" A male editor said, "I thought it was the plot I dreamed about when I was dreaming!" "

"Actually, I think it's very interesting, very entertaining, very provocative, and it doesn't require any brain use." A trainee editor who had just joined Huafeng.com expressed his opinion openly.

"Editor-in-chief, what do you think?" Everyone finally handed the question to the editor-in-chief who came over just after the website.

The editor-in-chief opened his eyes wide, and after reading the 30,000 words handed over by Fan Wubing in one breath, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed, "I don't know how to read, Boss Fan. It's useless to call me a bookworm."

"Editor-in-chief, everyone is asking for your opinion," the vice president reminded.

"Update! Call the boss and tell him to update quickly!" The editor-in-chief waved the typescript in his hand, with a crazy look like a fire-breathing dinosaur urging updates.

Fan Wubing made some food at home, and after watching Fan Kang take out red envelopes and hit the staff, he felt that he needed to go out for a walk and breathe fresh air, but he was still more concerned about whether he could do it today. He has posted his novels on Huafeng.com, and is also more concerned about whether today's readers can accept his crazy writing style?

If your judgment is wrong, or if your novel is ignored or even boycotted. That would make him look disgraced and very embarrassed.

After looking at the website and seeing that there was no connection to his novel, Fan Wubing walked out and walked around the compound. Then he played a complete routine and interacted with several acquaintances he met. He said New Year's greetings and then returned home.

At this episode, I saw Fan Kang and Xiao Qiang, each holding a notebook and sitting on the sofa looking at something strange. It seemed that the two of them exchanged words from time to time, and then continued to look at the screen of the notebook.

Fan Wubing turned around and looked at their screens, and suddenly realized that what the two of them were looking at was the manuscript "Ascension Another Day" that he had written out overnight.

In this book, Fan Wubing did his best. It can be said that within the first three hundred words, he deeply captured the reader's heart. So with the arrival of Three Thousand Words, a small peak has been set off. Various elements of the concept of urban and fairy tales have been successfully combined. Coupled with Su Wubing's playful and playful style, finally It forms a fantasy novel of the times with a unique style and clear conception.

At this time, Fan Wubing had already seen the promotion model of Huafeng.com. The entire dedicated webpage was occupied by his novels, and the message area below was filled with all the messages. Not much, the most is "Update,! The original poster!"

Such text.

The thousand-level posts restricted by Huafeng.com were already full of comments, and a special text comment area had to be set up to divert traffic.

On Huafeng.com and several major portals that have business relations with Huafeng.com, there are red bay windows on the page. One is a software that has made a strong appearance, and the other is Fan Yuanbing’s Lunar New Year.

Not long after, Fan Wubing received a call from the editor-in-chief of Huafeng.com. The editor-in-chief screamed with unusual enthusiasm on the phone, "Boss, when will it be updated? Readers nowadays are so enthusiastic. The website's hotline number It’s all blown up! If you don’t update it quickly, someone will be killed!”

After Fan Wubing put down the phone, he felt his neck was a little cold. When he looked back, he saw that Fan Kang and his wife were looking at him blankly, "What are you doing? Why are you so scary?"

"Did you write this?" Fan Kang asked, pointing to "Ascension Another Day" on the laptop screen.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Fan Wu nodded and admitted.

I saw Fan Kang and his wife rushing over and grabbing Fan Wubing, then strangled his neck loudly and shouted, "Go and update quickly."