Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 191 The Situation of the Resident Writer

"Seeing that everyone is more cautious, let me come first. My name is Feng Dacai, but my name does not match the reality. I don't have much talent. I am still a slut. I have created more than three million words in total. The best one is only written. I wrote more than 20 characters, with a minimum guarantee of [-] thousand characters. I originally wanted to write a million characters, but the data was too poor and was cut off by the website." The male writer with a Chinese face said first.

"How old is this year?" When Qin Xiong said this, he winked at Tang Qingya by the way.

Tang Qingya immediately turned on the phone and started recording.

This information, which is sometimes invisible on the personal resume, is recorded so that they can better understand each person's personality and dilemma.

"I'm 24. I wrote a few books during college. After graduation, I didn't find a job, and my income didn't increase. Now I'm rejected by my parents every day, so I directly signed up for the writer's village. Thanks to the boss for taking me in..." Feng Dacai said.

"There is no tolerance, the choice is mutual, you trust us, you will choose us, and we will try our best to help you grow, if everyone can achieve their dreams here, I am very happy. Moreover, 24 years old is still very young, Before the age of 30, my grades are not much better than yours, come on." Qin Xiong encouraged.

"My name is Feng Xiaoman, I'm 22 years old, I only wrote 30 words, and I haven't signed a contract..." Soon, a delicate girl sitting next to Feng Dacai took the initiative to say.

"One big and one small in your names, are you brothers and sisters?" Qin Xiong hadn't connected the names of the two before, but now that they introduced each other one after another, he was suddenly a little curious.

"He's my cousin, so he doesn't feel relieved that I will come here alone, so he also submitted his resume..." Feng Xiaoman said shyly.

"Normal, I understand. From here on, write as much as possible. Who will be next?" Qin Xiong asked.

"Hi village head, my name is Matthew, I'm 26 years old, I've graduated from university for two years, I usually like to play photography, I occasionally shoot some small videos, my writing performance is fairly average, and my current monthly income is about [-] to [-] , but people are lazy, just want to find a coding environment where everyone supervises each other." A boy with artistic long hair said immediately.

"It's good. In terms of writing, being self-reliant is already pretty good. In addition, we may shoot some short stories about the daily life of the writer's village in the later stage. I heard that you will also edit in the later stage?" Qin Xiong asked.

"Yes, the university majors in journalism and communication, and post-production of film and television is a compulsory course for us. It's a passable course, but it's not particularly professional." Matthew said.

"As long as you know how to do it, you still have a chance to grow...the next one..." Qin Xiong.

"My name is Ji Weiyang. I am 22 years old today. I just graduated from university. I only wrote [-] words. My dream is to become a full-time internet writer..." Ji Weiyang is very beautiful and has a nice voice. , The male writers who entered the village in the same batch immediately pricked up their ears.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xiong and Tang Qingya looked at each other and smiled, no matter how she writes in the future, at least there should be a heroine in the writer's village video.

Not only the heroine, but also the second heroine, Feng Xiaoman is very suitable.

After Ji Weiyang, a rather handsome boy also spoke quickly.

"Hi village head, hello handsome men and beauties. My name is Fu Xingchen. I am 23 years old. When I was 20 years old, I was fortunate to become a boutique writer on Diandian.com. With historical achievements, I barely make a living at the outstation, but I am also very confused. I hope that under the guidance of Brother Xiong, I can make a comeback as soon as possible..."

"Your situation is quite special. Some people were born in Rome, but they don't necessarily have the strength to walk to Rome. Once they accidentally fall out, they may not be able to find the way back. You can take care of yourself. Let’s analyze my first excellent book to find out whether it was because I followed suit and created the subject matter, or because of a certain personality or characteristic in my book, which won the approval and love of most readers. We wrote Books should not only summarize the advantages of others, but also strengthen your own advantages..." Qin Xiong said.

"At that time, the editor said that in the first book, I had a good time playing tricks, and everyone liked it more, but I was still in college at that time, and I could absorb and absorb it through communicating and interacting with my peers every day. There are a lot of funny jokes, but after graduation, I stayed at home and devoted myself to writing, and I didn't have much time to accumulate these things, and when I started writing, the more I wrote, the more dry I was." Fu Xingchen said sadly.

"There is no way around this. Everyone's accumulation is limited. Writing online novels is a long process, and it will empty out a lot of private goods. To ensure that you don't get empty out, you need to keep writing Reading and accumulation, reasonable allocation of time for writing and growth, we are not just migrant workers who code words, we also need to leave a certain space for ourselves to grow." Qin Xiong said.

"Understood. In the past, my grades in books were good. After typing every day, I just played mobile games non-stop. At first, I could hold on. After a long time, I really felt that there was no new content to write. In the future, I will You must plan your time well, and I hope everyone can help supervise me." After Fu Xingchen finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Ji Weiyang.

"Generally speaking, we don't deliberately stipulate everyone's creative time and rest time, but if everyone really needs it, we can let the front desk be responsible for reminding everyone." Qin Xiong said.

Through the chat, Qin Xiong also probably understood that a truly self-disciplined writer has either entered the industry smoothly, or has grown up rapidly at home alone. Only writers with poor self-discipline like Matthew and Fu Xingchen need code words platform and atmosphere.

"I need it." After hearing this, Fu Xingchen said quickly.

"Count me in." Matthew.

"I need it too." Feng Dacai said awkwardly.

Seeing this, Tang Qingya immediately wrote down the writers who needed to be supervised in a small notebook.

After that, the rest of the writers in the village also introduced themselves one after another, briefly explaining their situation and predicament.

"Thank you for choosing our Writer's Village. I really hope that the existence of the Writer's Village can play a more obvious role for everyone. But at the same time, I also made it very clear on Longkong. If you don't like or adapt to the The environment and atmosphere, you can tell me at any time, if we can change it, we can change it, if we can’t improve it, we can get together and leave, but if someone doesn’t cherish our platform and resources, I will also clear it. Therefore, in order to avoid trouble, Next, everyone may need to sign a simple settlement agreement..." Qin Xiong said.

This point was brought up by Tang Qingya.

On the one hand, everyone is an adult and needs to define responsibilities and obligations in advance to control risks; on the other hand, it is also for the better survival and development of the platform.

Not to mention anything else, if one of the writers stationed in the village committed suicide and caused an accident, no matter how much money he had, it would not be enough to compensate him. The Writer's Village and himself could not afford such a toss and shock.

Qin Xiong's approach is quite a bit like "the villain first and the gentleman second".

Although everyone felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, after they read the agreement, they found that the content was basically the same as the one released in Longkong before, and there were no too harsh requirements added. It's signed.

After signing the agreement to reside in the village, Tang Qingya began to allocate rooms for everyone.

In order to ensure the convenience and safety of the female writers in the village, Tang Qingya allocated them all to the second floor of Building No. 2, with 5 rooms, just enough to accommodate 5 girls.

As for the five rooms on the first floor, they were reserved for the internal members of the City Internet Writers Association.

The other 10 boys live separately on the first and second floors of Building No. 3, each with a single room.

Usually, everyone can either work directly in the third-floor code-writing room of their own building, or unite in the flat floor of No. 1 building to spell characters. There are no restrictions on these, depending on personal preference.

The room is also relatively simple, with a mirror, a big bed, a pair of desks and chairs, a large wardrobe, uniformly installed air conditioners, uniformly purchased numbered sheets and quilt covers, and a moderate amount of daily necessities, similar to a university dormitory.

However, university dormitories are generally four-person rooms, and here are all one-person rooms, and each room is relatively comfortable 16 square meters, which can be regarded as full of sincerity.

After all the writers went home, Qin Xiong and Tang Qingya were free to return to their home in Building 1.

Only then did they realize to their horror that Qin Weiyi had disappeared.

Originally, the child had been taken care of by Jiang Yingrong before, but later, Jiang Yingrong wanted to take the great gods present to visit the scenic spots in Xiangcheng, so she handed over the child to Tang Xianxian to take care of.

But Tang Xianxian is actually very busy today, so Qin Xiong and Tang Qingya will also find time to help keep an eye on her.

Unexpectedly, when everyone dispersed, the two discovered that Qin Weiyi was neither with Tang Xianxian nor Jiang Yingrong.

"Will my parents pick me up? In the afternoon, I saw them coming." Tang Qingya was also flustered, and quickly reminded her.

Qin Xiong checked the time, and it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

But for the safety of the child, he decisively called his parents and woke them up.

"Call the police, call the police immediately. There is a pond next to the writer's village. I wanted to remind you before that it is best to build a guardrail. If you don't listen, we will come over and help you find it together..." Qin Zheng also found that the child was missing. very worried about.

So, while looking for someone, the two called on the phone, and soon alarmed the relatives of both parties and the writers in the writer's village.

However, just when Qin Xiong was in despair and was about to call the police, Tang Qingya suddenly discovered that the sheets in the study on the third floor seemed to be a little raised.

She rushed over and lifted the quilt, and saw her daughter who was already asleep inside, and burst into tears of joy.

There are too many troubles in the room, the child finally found it, it is a big oolong...

(End of this chapter)