Glory of Rebirth

Chapter 133

However, now is not the time when online novels are the most prosperous, maybe it will be better after two years?Can't you lose the ones on the Internet?Do you still have to keep fanning?What should I write next?Clear wear is not enough, and now the Internet is full of clear wear, and it is estimated that there will be a period of fatigue at the end of the year.

How about traveling through the house?This is a classic theme that will last forever.Or farming?This seems to have been popular for a while, but it seems to be two or three years later?I wrote in advance that there are two results, one is to rush to death, and the other is to be the originator of the mountain. Is it too risky?
Placing her cheeks on her cheeks to measure and measure, Qiao Bailu finally decided to write Zhaidou first, and after finishing Zhaidou, write farming.Anyway, the theme is there, if it really hits the street, it can only show that her writing skills are not enough, and she has to continue to practice.

It's not like you can become a god after being reborn, what's wrong with occasionally hitting the street once or twice?Even a great master, she doesn't dare to ensure that she will be prosperous every time she opens a pit, she is not someone who can't afford to lose.

After the decision was made, Qiao Bailu began to conceive the framework. She had two novels, one for real and one for internet. In order not to confuse herself, the protagonists of the two novels had to be very different in temperament.So, she chose two different backgrounds, one was as proud as a fierce sun, the other was prudent and dignified, both were prostitutes, but the dignified one met her stepmother.

The titles and names of the books have all been decided, Qiao Bailu plans to get busy, the final exam is coming.She still attaches great importance to the final exam, so she has no choice but to put the novel aside for now.

Her exam time was different from Xie Jiayuan's, three days earlier than Xie Jiayuan's.After the exam, I nestled in the dormitory and perfected my outline.Some time ago, the publishing house sent a sample book, and Qiao Bailu lent it to Zhao Xiaoqiong. Today, when she suddenly remembered, she grabbed the bed rail and asked, "Xiaoqiong, where is my book? Remember to return it to me, I plan to take it home Yes, we have a bookshelf at home, dedicated to storing my published books."

Zhao Xiaoqiong's eyes widened: "Have you published several novels?"

"Well, didn't I tell you before?" Qiao Bailu nodded with a smile, "There are three or four books."

(End of this chapter)