As a senior editor, Chang He reads more than a million words every week, in various genres and with different tastes.
After a long time, I naturally developed my own independent book review method. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that the battle will be over in tens of seconds.
No. 1. Some authors give their books a title like Ghost Tou Dao. In this case, they end it directly. They don’t care about their own works, so why should they expect others to read yours.
Secondly, look at the introduction. A good introduction is definitely a bonus. If only one of the first two is taken up, then he will look at the third point, the content.
Whether the first three chapters of a book are well written or not is a big factor in determining the performance of the book. If a reader is dissatisfied with the first two chapters, who will continue reading?
What? You said you are a slow-burner? Your book has depth, so you should read it slowly, and it will become more exciting as you go to the end.
Oops! The reader is your father! Just wait patiently.
"The Legend of the Condor Heroes."
Chang He frowned when he saw the title of this book. What is this? Is this a story about hunting birds?
He scored forty points on the title level!
The following introduction is quite satisfactory, with nothing outstanding, but the story is clearly explained, about the martial arts world in the troubled times of the family and the country.
"The Qiantang River flows endlessly day and night around Niujia Village in Lin'an and flows eastward into the sea. Dozens of cypress trees line the banks of the river, with leaves as red as fire. It's August and the village
The weeds behind the front village have just begun to turn yellow...
Reading down the content, the more Chang He read, the deeper his frown deepened. He read three chapters patiently, and his tooth hurt!
"I don't know why!" This was the answer he came up with.
At the beginning, he spent thousands of words introducing a storyteller, who he thought was the protagonist. Who knew that as soon as the pen was turned, the brothers Guo Xiaotian appeared.
Just when he thought they were two protagonists, a Taoist priest with powerful martial arts appeared. Is this the end?
The author's writing skills are sophisticated, and he has captured the essence of traditional martial arts. He is stroking up and down, kissing me all the time, and has a bad character of being too late to get to the point.
This is an author with potential! He shouldn't just give up.
After dozens of seconds passed, Chang He felt restless and said sorry to his wife in his heart.
After reading Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, and Chapter 8, 30,000 words, from an editor's point of view, the whole process was like twisting a knife.
The author kept reversing the story. When he thought the brothers Guo Xiaotian were the protagonists, in the blink of an eye the two brothers were on their knees, running away desperately, and their wives were snatched away.
The following chapter talks about a woman named Bao Xiruo, which I feel is completely wrong.
The only bright spot may be the meaning of the names Guo Jing and Yang Kang, which coincide with the shame of Jingkang.
"It can be signed. Come to me after you publish the 6,000-word article! But please get to the topic as soon as possible."
Leaving these words for Xiao Shu Bu Xiu Bu Zhi Liu, the author of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Chang He shut down his computer.
The signing is based on the other party's writing skills, not the content of the story. It is an encouragement signing.
In fact, their editors can tell when they sign a lot of books.
The reason why I signed the contract is to give the other party a chance to make progress. No one can become a god by writing a book. There is always a learning process.
This book is not well written. I will insist on hundreds of thousands of words to find out the shortcomings. I will definitely write better next time.
“Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk!!!”
"Honey, open the door! I haven't gone in yet!!"
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In April, the shooting of Extreme Challenge started. It was shot locally in Shanghai like last season. However, many viewers were disappointed when they saw the FHM team because there were no square scenes.
The official explanation was that Fang Jing could not come due to schedule reasons. Fang Jing himself also made a short video to cheer up new member Zhang Yixing of the Man Gang.
There was no way, the TV station had too much power, Fang Jing didn't dare to offend him, he just cooperated honestly, even though he was on the front line, if he really dared to confront the TV station, they would ban him for even one sentence.
In previous variety shows, many TV stations made malicious edits in order to attract viewers, deliberately showing the bad sides of celebrities, giving people an image of being violent and bad-tempered.
But in fact, privately, he is not that kind of person at all!
There is nothing I can do about it, those celebrities who were cheated dare not speak out in anger, and they just won’t appear on this show even after being beaten to death for the second time.
"Stuck! Passed!"
Hengdian, the shooting scene of Laojiumen, the moment the director called over, the performer Zhang Mingen breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really nervous. Among the people who played against him the most, Cheng Weiting and Ying Haoming were the most numerous, followed by Fang Jing.
He sadly discovered that among the few people, he was the one with the worst acting skills, and even Fang Jing could sing better than him.
"Senior Brother Xu Zheng, I have admired you for a long time, why do you have time to come to our place to play?"
"I happened to be filming here. I heard that Fang Jing was here and came here. I didn't expect that there were so many juniors in the crew. Where are the others?"
"On the white RV, go straight and it's the third one."
"Thank you! Keep filming, don't worry about me, come on!"
Fang Jing's RV was open. When Xu Zheng raised his head, he saw Fang Jing typing in front of the computer. His hand speed was very fast, and he could tell that he was a veteran.
"Brother Xu, why are you here? Come in and sit down!" Fang Jing closed the computer and poured water for Xu Zheng.
This person was his guide on the road to acting, and he helped him a lot in the beginning. He even helped him find the teaching materials for the opera. This kind of kindness cannot be forgotten.
"What are you doing? Playing games?"
"No, it's code wording!"
What Fang Jing was writing about was of course Condor Shooting, but he just learned from the experience of Xiao Ao Duan Geng and saved the manuscript when he was free.
Except for the 3,000-word chapter he published during the internal submission, now he has 2,000 words per chapter, updated twice a day, so he has a lot of time.
"I heard that you are also a writer?"
"What kind of writer is that? It's funny. Writer, writer."
Holding the water, Xu Zheng raised his head, looked around, and said with a smile: "I have been in Hengdian for two days, and I just knew you were here."
"Oh, it's great to be your own boss! You can rest in a comfortable RV and no one will care about coding."
Fang Jing laughed: "Brother Xu, please don't ruin my reputation. I won't be able to do anything today. I'm just here to supervise the progress of the filming."
Xu Shi and Fang Jing, two company bosses, usually have one of them on the set. In the past few days, Xu Shi went back to Nanjing to handle things, and Fang Jing was watching over them for the time being.
"I'm not kidding you anymore, how are you doing now? I heard that you are already on the front line, very fast!"
"I'm so old!" Fang Jing waved his hand, "I've been filming every day these past few months, and no advertisers are looking for me."
"But this is fine. It's very comfortable to relax and walk slowly. I have nothing to do with filming and just code. I like this kind of life very much."
Looking at Fang Jing, who had sparse stubble on his chin, Xu Zheng sighed. Last year he was still a young and childish young man, but now he speaks in an old-fashioned way, like a man of several decades.
What can make a person mature is not time, but experience. Some people are still living in vain in their seventies or eighties without knowing anything. Some people have gone through hardships in their teens, tasted the ups and downs, and have seen clearly the harshness of the world.
"It seems that you have been severely beaten by society, and you have matured! Let's have dinner together tonight, do you want to go?"