I’m Really a Superstar

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Lao Wu's boudoir.

Zhang Ye said so.

Hey, this word is a bit slutty, he... just writes it as he pleases.

Zhang Ye looked around and asked, "Do you have a computer?"

"There are several of them. Let's use the one in the study. It's well configured." Wu Zeqing also gently put down the tea cup and stood up holding on to the classical Chinese tea table, "Let's go, I'll take you there.

Zhang Ye responded, "Yes."

She led the way, "Do you really want to write now?"

Zhang Ye asked back, "Do you want to watch it now?"

"I told you, I have always liked your novels. I have been waiting for your new book after reading "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp". It would be best to read it today." Walking to the door of the study, Wu Zeqing gracefully held the He opened the door handle with two fingers, pushed the door open, let him in, and said: "But the premise is that you have to write it well. You can't mess with things. I am disappointed, and the fans will be disappointed too, so I suggest you spend more time thinking about it." , it’s not too late to start writing once everything is thought out, even if I go to the south to take office, I won’t be able to read your book, I can still read it on the Internet.”

Zhang Ye didn't listen, "If you want to see it, I have to let you see it today. I will do what I say."

Hearing this, Wu Zeqing stopped saying anything and walked behind the desk to open the desktop computer for him, "Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

Zhang Ye asked: "What type do you want to see?"

"As long as it's written by you, it's fine." Wu Zeqing smiled gently, "I believe in your ability. I have never doubted it since I invited you to teach at Peking University on the plane."

Zhang Ye suddenly felt a lot of pressure, "It's too late to write a long story, how about a medium length? I'll finish it in a few days. I'll write part of it today and post it as I write."

She smiled and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll start writing." Zhang Ye said.

Wu Zeqing did not disturb him, nodded, exited the study, and closed the door.

Zhang Ye was the only one left in the study. He took a deep breath, opened the interface of the game ring without saying a word, and looked at the total reputation. All his reputation points in the past few days were used in the lottery, even the minimum reputation of 100,000. He couldn't afford anything anymore and was so poor that he went crazy. However, in just two or three days, Zhang Ye's reputation skyrocketed again. It was the three crosstalks that had accumulated for him.

Immediately, Zhang Ye opened the mall and clicked on the purchase of memory search capsules. He was afraid that there would not be enough, so he bought three of them at once and spent 300,000 reputation.

eat

Remove the capsule from your inventory and throw it into your mouth.

two.

Three.

After eating it all in one breath, Zhang Ye closed his eyes in an instant. His subconscious mind had returned to his past memories, began to travel, and began to condense those subconscious memories that had long been forgotten. Why choose "The Legend of Wukong"? Firstly, because this work is one of the most classic novels in his world; secondly, because the length is more suitable, neither long nor short, and can be written in just a few days, so that Wu Zeqing can finish it before leaving; thirdly, it is also The most important point is that in this novel, there are things that Zhang Ye likes to express. There are things that Zhang Ye particularly wanted to say after this ban and after this cross talk competition, and something that he especially wanted to tell everyone, so it must be it - —This is a must-read for time travellers.

Six o'clock sharp.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes in an instant. His hands had already touched the keyboard and mouse, and he had created a new document. His hands were already tapping quickly on the keyboard.

"The Legend of Wukong".

Text: Chapter 1.

The four people walked here, and there was a dense forest in front of them, and there was no road again.

"Wukong, I'm hungry. Let's find some food." Tang Monk sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, you won't find it by yourself?...It's not like you don't have legs." Sun Wukong said, holding the stick.

"Are you busy? What are you busy with?"

"Don't you think this sunset is beautiful?" Sun Wukong said, still looking at the horizon. "Only by looking at this can I keep walking westward every day."

"You can look for it while looking, as long as you don't hit a big tree."

"I don't do anything while watching the sunset."

"Sun Wukong, you can't do this, you can't bully the bald man like this. If you starve him to death, we will not be able to find the Western Heaven. We will not be able to find the Western Heaven. The curse on us will never be lifted." Zhu Bajie said.

As a modern person, Zhang Ye's typing speed cannot be too slow, and his current state is different from chatting and writing a paper, because there is no need to think, use his brain to ponder, let alone pause and hesitate, all the words are already in his mind Imprinted, as long as I think of this, the sentences that should appear will pop out word by word, faster than copying a book with a manuscript. Naturally, typing feels like flying.

half an hour.

One hour.

In the study room, I heard the continuous tapping sound of the keyboard. It was not an ordinary sound, but a sound that made the soul tremble. It was light and calm, and the calm was atmospheric. The atmosphere was mixed with the momentum of a dragon and a tiger. , as quiet as a virgin, as moving as if taken off...

Forget it, I won’t describe it.

Anyway, typing is quick and correct.

Behind, the study door suddenly opened gently.

Zhang Ye was all focused on the computer and didn't pay attention. It wasn't until a charming figure appeared next to him that he noticed Wu Zeqing coming in.

"Sister Wu." He stopped.

Wu Zeqing held a cup of coffee in his hand, put it down on the table, stirred it a few times with a small spoon, and said with a smile: "You write your own, drink some when you are tired."

Zhang Ye said hurriedly: "Thank you."

Wu Zeqing also had a blanket on his left arm. He took it off, stretched it out, and put it on Zhang Ye's legs. "It's cooler in this room, so cover your legs."

"Oh no, no need." Zhang Ye was flattered.

Wu Zeqing said gently: "Cover it, listen to eldest sister."

Zhang Ye had no choice but to say: "Thank you, please stop being busy. If you feel sleepy, please rest first." Although he is no longer the vice president of Peking University, he is still a leader. Seeing Lao Wu busy with his work, Zhang Ye Ye is really embarrassed.

"It's just past seven o'clock, it's early." Wu Zeqing smiled, "I'm still waiting to read your novel. If I don't read it, I won't sleep. Come on, I'll close the door for you.

He said: "Okay."

Old Wu left and the door closed.

Zhang Ye drank a big gulp of coffee, touched the blanket on his legs, and felt warm in his heart. Old Wu was better, he was so good at taking care of others, and he was so considerate.

For Lao Wu

write write write

Zhang Ye started to show off his power, and the speed of his hands actually increased.

Soon, I finished writing the first chapter, which is a relatively long chapter with more than 6,000 words.

He didn't say much, knowing that Old Wu was waiting to read it. He suddenly wrote a novel today. In fact, only a small part of it was because he listened to Old Wu's criticism. Most of it was actually because Old Wu wanted to read his own novel. Zhang Ye Only then did he write passionately. This guy has always been a guy who can't walk away when he sees a lesbian. Why, Zhang Ye opened the webpage, quickly logged in to his own account, synchronized the account, and then opened the account. own blog.

The development of meager and blogs in this world is different from that of his earth. Since the establishment of the blogs here, they have basically dominated the world. There are not so many portals to share, and meager is also based on this company's blog. It was upgraded from Weibo, so Weibo’s account and blog can be used interchangeably. They are both products of the same company, and there are even many intersections and sharings. Just synchronize the account, which is very convenient. The content published on the blog can also be posted on Weibo. Short pitch.

upload

release

The operation is very simple and it will be done immediately

Zhang Ye shouted outside, "Sister Wu, I've finished writing a little and uploaded it."

A very gentle female voice came from outside, "Blogger?"

"Yes." Zhang Ye said.

"Well, let me read it." Then there was no sound.

Zhang Ye did not dare to delay, because he knew that although there was Journey to the West in this world, before the emergence of Journey to the West adaptations such as "Westward Journey", this "Wukong Biography" might be relatively obscure and a little confusing at first. Some people may not be able to understand it, so Zhang Ye must hurry up and write out the rest. After the first few are written out, everyone will definitely be able to understand.

The second chapter had fewer words, between two and three thousand words. Zhang Ye decided to finish it within thirty minutes, so he devoted himself to typing again.

online.

Many people were talking about other things.

"Have you seen Lao He's new movie?"

“Look, it’s great.”

"Water Goddess has a new song"

"Damn, I'm just annoyed by her, she's so hyped up."

"But she is very popular. Any post on Weibo can get hundreds of thousands of retweets and millions of comments. Everyone likes to watch her fool around."

"To be honest, I still like Zhang Ye. Although he is not as well-known as those people, and his works are not as popular as those people, but Zhang Ye is really damn talented. If he was as handsome as those mainstream stars, if his works were If he is more popular and takes care of everyone, his popularity will definitely be further improved and he will definitely be able to catch up with those celebrities who rely on hype and sensationalism to gain fame."

"I agree. If Mr. Zhang Ye continues step by step, his popularity will be incredible. He has only debuted for less than a year, just over half a year, and now he is looking for second-tier stars."

"Haha, you all watched this cross talk contest, right? I'm so amused. Zhang Ye is so funny, and the things he said can make people laugh to death. One person actually ruined a national cross talk contest. He's so capable of causing trouble. I'm also optimistic about Zhang Ye. As long as he can keep going, as long as the entertainment industry gives him this opportunity, he will definitely become a tyrant in the entertainment industry in the future."

"It's a pity that it was banned. "

"Oh, don't mention it. I'll get angry if I mention it."

"I don't know where Teacher Zhang is now."

"What else can he do? This is a complete ban. Now he can't even participate in the draft. No one dares to let him compete. This is a death sentence. Teacher Zhang is afraid that he won't be able to come out."

Suddenly, someone screamed.

"Zhang Ye started a blog"

"Khan, what's all the fuss about? What's wrong with starting a blog?"

"What are you talking about? Go check it out. There is a novel on the blog called "The Legend of Wukong". It seems to be Zhang Ye's new work."

"What?"

"true and false?"

"Holy shit, it's true"