Douluo: Invincible from copywriting

Chapter 18 "A Chinese Ghost Story" comes out!
In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, casting golden radiance to cover the earth.

"Yawn~"

Ren Yuan sat behind the counter of the bookstore and stretched his waist.

Although he has slept for eight hours, sleep is never enough when it comes to work or school.

"It's time to write a book!"

As soon as the words fell, a stream of light flashed on the ring on the index finger of Ren Yuan's left hand, and the next moment, a neat stack of white papers appeared on the table out of thin air.

I have to say, having a space ring is really convenient.

On the top sheet of white paper, wrote the four big characters of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and Ren Yuan began to write the text.

"In the dark night, the moon was completely covered by thick clouds, without any gaps. In the woods, a gust of evil wind swept up countless dead branches and leaves. Not far away, stood a stone tablet, on which were engraved the cold three Big character 'Lanruoyuan'..."

A few simple strokes can render a kind of eerie atmosphere, and also established the tone of the whole text.

The tip of the pen rubs against the paper constantly, and the juice flows out of the small hole in the tip of the pen.

Friction is really a very good exercise. It can not only generate fire by friction, but also generate electricity by friction, and water can come out of friction...

In the rustling sound, time passed bit by bit, and an hour was fleeting.

Ren Yuan put down the pen in his hand, only to feel sore limbs and swollen brain.

In an hour, he could barely write [-] words. This speed is not too slow for handwriting.

"A Chinese Ghost Story" is a short story, about [-] to [-] words.

According to this progress, Ren Yuan still needs seven or eight hours to write the entire story of "A Chinese Ghost Story", at the latest, it will be completed in two days.

"I wish I had a computer!"

Rubbing his temples, Ren Yuan complained.

……

In a blink of an eye, two days passed.

In two days, Ren Yuan also very smoothly drove out the manuscript of "A Chinese Ghost Story". Now, he wants to show it to Bai Chuan for review, and Bai Chuan will contact the publishing house.

"Uncle Bai?"

Holding a stack of manuscripts in his hand, Ren Yuan softly called Bai Chuan.

"Huh?" Bai Chuan put down a book in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Bai, this is the manuscript I wrote, please read it!"

After finishing speaking, Ren Yuan put the manuscript by Bai Chuan's hand.

Bai Chuan was stunned for a moment. Originally, he thought that Ren Yuan's writing a book was just a word of mouth, but he never thought that in the past two days, Ren Yuan actually finished his manuscript?

What good story can be written in two days?
Bai Chuan decided that after he finished reading the manuscript written by Ren Yuan, he must talk about him carefully, and he should not be so impetuous in doing things!
"Okay, then I'll take a look!"

"A Chinese Ghost Story? A ghost story?

Ghost stories require the ability to describe the environment, this little guy is really confident!Forget it, read on! "

After reading the topic, Bai Chuan started to read the text.

"In the dark night..."

After reading the first few paragraphs, Bai Chuan nodded, thinking to himself.

"Hmm! The level of language and writing is not bad, and the environment rendering is good! Lanruoyuan must be the main place where the story takes place."

After reading down, Bai Chuan gradually immersed himself in the world depicted in the book.

When he read that Ning Caichen didn't listen to Yan Chixia's words and sneaked into Lanruoyuan, he couldn't help feeling worried for him.

When he read that the evil soul master Dryad Grandma ordered Xiaoqian to kill Ning Caichen, he couldn't help frowning, his heart was full of disgust for the Dryad Grandma.

"Damn it, this dryad grandma is really too bad!"

Gradually, time passed by little by little.

The content of the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is not very long, the content is tens of thousands of words, and after about half an hour, Bai Chuan finished reading the story.

After reading it, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, alas!"

A few minutes later, Bai Chuan came out of this state. With the manuscript in his hand, he looked at Ren Yuan who was reading a book sitting behind the counter, with extremely complicated eyes.

As the owner of the bookstore, Bai Chuan's vision is naturally not bad. He is very clear about the quality of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

He couldn't believe that this was a story written by a ten-year-old boy in less than three days!

This sounds really unbelievable.

Either, it means that Ren Yuan is really talented in writing, or, the story written by Ren Yuan is plagiarized!

In Tiandou Empire, if someone plagiarized, the punishment is very heavy.

Bai Chuan took the manuscript and walked up to Ren Yuan, with a serious tone and an imposing manner.

"Is this really a story you wrote yourself?"

"Uh……"

Facing Bai Chuan's questioning, Ren Yuan immediately panicked.

"Could someone have discovered my identity as a time traveler? No, how is it possible? No, Uncle Bai doesn't seem to mean that."

Immediately, Ren Yuan looked directly into Bai Chuan's eyes.

"Uncle Bai, have you heard this story before?"

"no, what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Ren Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, Bai Chuan meant that he did not believe that a ten-year-old brat could write such a story within three days.

"Don't worry, Uncle Bai, I really wrote this story!"

But it wasn't created by me!

Of course, this sentence must not be said.

"Good! Well written!"

In an instant, Bai Chuan's aura immediately disappeared, and a bright smile filled his face.

Ren Yuan was ashamed, the speed at which Uncle Bai changed his face couldn't be too fast.

(End of this chapter)