Chapter Thirty-Four: How a Mary Sue is Cultivated
In the following days, SanSanBa dormitory, every week's sanitation comparison, will always be the first, first, and still first. Because in the dormitory, there is just a little bit of life, hehe, four people are rushing to do it, sometimes they even fight with each other, if there is a hair on the ground, it will be picked up and held up to ask, "Whose, whose, quickly admit it, I'm waiting here!"
The result is usually the person closest to you saying: "Sorry, it was mine, thank you, please help throw it in the trash can!" And there are even more outrageous ones, haha, as soon as I take off my pants, someone will put them in the washing machine, those are the clean pants I just changed into! He'll even look at you with expectant eyes, if you don't say thank you, I reckon he'll throw your quilt in the washing machine too.
Later, after repeated verification by everyone, it was unanimously decided to send the washing machine to the neighboring dormitory for use. It was found that using a washing machine to help roommates wash clothes sometimes didn't have rewards, but hand-washing did. Occasionally, when washing with sincerity, two or more fan value rewards would be obtained.
My god, the roommates in the neighboring dormitory are all so moving that they have tears in their eyes! Mai Yide, what era is this? There's still doing good deeds!
When Wu Dalang discovered that after sending out the things in the dormitory, he would actually get fan value, haha, this silly guy, except for the quilt and clothes in the dormitory, no one wanted to give them away, everything else was sent out.
Ye Qing was also observing them, so they hadn't received the transmission of the nameless oral formula yet. Therefore, they could only gain pleasure from increasing their fan value and couldn't cultivate at all. Despite this, they still indulged in it tirelessly, just like that thing between men and women - even after having a child, every night was still so...
Of course, that's a story for later. That night, several people ate Ye Qing's hot pot and felt grateful, but they also couldn't help but wonder how the hot pot was so fresh and delicious. Especially the few sprigs of something like green onions inside, the fragrance that lingered in their mouths after eating it was enough to make them feel like they were experiencing first love all over again. And there was another thing inside that was hard to describe, but it felt similar to the thrill of getting fan mail, only many times more subdued. Fuck, Bloodstone, this kid wouldn't be trying to poison me, would he? Wu Dala thought to himself with a hint of malice.
They naturally didn't know that those green grasses weren't things of the earth at all, but were things from the Green Leaf World that had existed since the beginning of time, each containing a thread of primordial energy, which was actually pre-heavenly energy!
After dinner, Ye Qing started surfing the internet. Zhang Yulon and Wu Dalang ate Ye Qing's hot pot and also received a notebook computer worth over 10,000 yuan from Ye Qing. They were so grateful that they rushed to wash the dishes. At that time, their actions of rushing to do chores were still relatively pure and innocent. However, after washing the dishes, when Ye Qing thanked them, they discovered that washing dishes could also earn fan points, and from then on, they no longer needed to hit each other in the face to get fan points.
Haha, these two fools, from now on Ye Qing won't be able to snatch the task of washing dishes. Fortunately, they still have some self-awareness and didn't fight for cooking, Zhang Yulong once tried it, using an electric rice cooker to cook hot pot, haha, it was so bad that it was deadly, after that, cooking became Ye Qing's exclusive territory.
Ye Qing used a weakened version of the Flame Technique, combined with the green grass from the Green Leaf World. The fire control and seasonings of this hot pot had already reached the realm where it should only exist in heaven, and people can hardly taste it a few times.
Moreover, Ye Qing also fell in love with cooking. Seeing her roommates eating with relish made Ye Qing especially happy. Of course, the main reason was still to earn a lot of fan value by working hard.
Breakfast was always rushed by Wu Dalang to buy, and the money naturally came from Ye Qing. Lunch was basically eaten at the Xida VIP Hall, first to take a look at the swimsuit beauties and secondly to accompany Wang Mengxian for lunch, fulfilling his duty as an unmarried husband!
Of course, of course, these are all afterthoughts. On the first night of school, Ye Qing was surfing the internet on his newly bought laptop in the dormitory, Zhang Yulong and Wu Dalang were washing pots and dishes, and Tie Mu was sweeping and mopping the floor, wiping glass and so on.
Ye Qing entered "Dian Dian" on Du Niang, started registering, and was a bit worried that her favorite name "" might have been taken by someone else. Because the first time she accidentally typed in "Tao Qi", damn it, the system prompted that this nickname is too popular and has already been registered. If you care about something, you'll get confused, you don't think about it, how could anyone possibly register a name like ""? If Ye Qing didn't know "" senior, I estimate that on earth, in ten thousand years, there wouldn't be any netizen with the username "".
As expected, Ye Qing successfully registered again when he re-entered the game. Following the newbie guide, haha, he was suddenly rewarded with 100 experience points, which made Ye Qing extremely excited. It turned out that there really were experience points online, although these experience points couldn't be used for cultivation and differed slightly from his fan value in name. However, Ye Qing fell in love with Point Point at once.
After registering, Ye Qing immediately started applying to be a writer. He filled in the book title and introduction, but was then asked to upload 3,000 words of the main text. Ye Qing had already spent so much effort filling out the application, it would be a waste to give up now. However, he had other things to do that night, and it had been many days since he left Tie Niu, Huang Laoxie, and the others in Duckweed Alley. He missed them terribly, but decided to finish writing the 3,000 words first before going to visit them. Maybe going there at midnight would be safer anyway.
Ye Qing University only attended one class, and his current typing level is that of a high school student. Suddenly, he lit up a pack of cigarettes and squeezed out three words: "Trash King!"
This must be a suffocating rhythm! With so many words in my belly, I don't know where to start. Even if I was at a high school level, didn't I used to write poetry back then? Although not as great as Li Bai or Du Fu, wasn't I still able to come up with some decent poems? And before I embarked on this path of cultivation, didn't I use to write text messages for several websites?
"Alright, let's start with my first text message. I remember it was a message called 'Struggle'. Here is the original text: "People always live in others' evaluations, only a few are exceptions, those who change history. Eat your own rice, fight your own battle, one mouthful of rice and one mouthful of meat, being a person must be down-to-earth!"
At that time, I earned five bucks and was excited for half a day, even though I wasn't short of money at the time. I remember my second text message was Teacher Niu's thoughts on picking up girls, recorded as follows: "My thoughts on picking up girls, to use Teacher Niu's words, is that I'm just a kid playing alone in the world of love, occasionally thrilled to have picked up a few beautiful girls, but completely unaware of the vast ocean of beauties before me."
Got another 50 cents, remember the third short message I wrote was about hugging that thing festival, those two words must not be typed, otherwise they will become XX, recorded as follows: "If with your family's young lady in the same bed, how can you bear to let you fold the quilt that thing. That word also must not be written, hehe, don't even rhyme. Ancient public son happy, miss maid together went up. My request is not so high, on hugging that thing festival day, just us two, hug once!
Got another 50 cents, remember that my online name at the time was Qingfeng Lanyue. Unconvinced netizens can now search for it on Baidu, and indeed, I wrote it myself. Hehe, Qingfeng Lanyue, how pure and carefree I was back then! Now, cough, people are always changing, especially us cultivators who must defy heaven and seek immortality, can't be too bothered with those trivial matters!
It took me so long to finally come up with 500 words, this is a killing pace! The website said the minimum upload is 3,000 words, what's the use of these 500 words?! Moreover, your book title is "God-level Rubbish King", and you start by talking about how you write text messages, this is completely off-topic!
Elementary school essays are not as good, others just click, but it's our Huaxia's top-notch online literature website, with many stunning writers inside, such an opening, I estimate it's hard to pass the review!
But Ye Qing had a lot on his mind that he couldn't wait to spit out, it wasn't about the money, just wanting to express what was in his heart. Today, even if he didn't sleep, he must write three thousand words.
Ye Qing finished another pack of cigarettes, still only over 500 words. Suddenly, Ye Qing had an epiphany, ah, how could he have forgotten about Teacher Hao? Ye Qing immediately extinguished the cigarette with a smile, his mind cleared and his entire body became pure and clean.
Clicking on the search bar, I typed in "How to Cultivate a Refreshing Novel", and immediately several pages of books appeared. However, only one book had a title that completely matched my search, which was at the very top. Clicking into it, the author's name was indeed "Shuangwen" - yes, it was Teacher Hao's book.
Leaf Qing took a look, the total number of clicks exceeded 10 million, and the weekly clicks were several hundred thousand. Moreover, there were dozens of people who had rewarded him, and someone even gave a one-time reward of 100 million points, which is equivalent to 100,000 yuan! Unfortunately, there was still a position for a 100 million point reward that was empty. Haha, isn't this just left for me, Leaf Qing? 100 million points is just 1 million yuan, no big deal, hehe. Leaf Qing directly clicked the reward button, but the system prompted: Your points are zero, what's the point of rewarding?!
It's already late at night, it seems that I can only recharge and reward tomorrow. Teacher Hao, Ye Qing, I'm a bit embarrassed, I didn't reward you, but I read your article. For someone like me who is used to helping others for free, this is indeed a bit unconventional!
However, soon Ye Qing was deeply attracted to Mr. Hao's book, this is a great novel, the whole article is colloquial, even elementary school students can understand it clearly.
The article starts by demanding that the authors of feel-good stories must write with a sense of ease and comfort. If the author writes with difficulty, then the reader will inevitably feel even more uncomfortable, resulting in the reader abandoning the story altogether. With so many online novels out there, losing one more or having one less doesn't make a difference.
On the other hand, if the author writes smoothly, the reader will naturally read with relish. Moreover, there is no such thing as a "card" text, hehe, once the creative thinking is opened, it's hard to stop even if you want to!
Is there any other creative outline? Hehe, none are needed. You only need to know who the protagonist is, what kind of state they were in originally, and what kind of state they should end up in, that's all. Too detailed a creative outline not only has no use but also does harm, that's the culprit behind your writer's block.
Ye Qing is simply admirable, this is the real creation. If writing every day makes you feel painful and unwilling to live, then it's better to go and lay bricks, which can exercise your body and support your family.
Moreover, Teacher Hao specially mentioned that whether it's the author or the reader, they must be able to endure loneliness, especially when their thoughts are like a vast river. They mustn't be disturbed by external things, such as clicks and collection data; those are all superficial. The key is that one's own article gets recognized and liked by millions of book lovers, which is the ultimate goal. At the very least, it should achieve the purpose of entertaining the masses.
We are not Cao Xueqin, who can revise five times and read ten drafts of the creation of "Dream of Red Mansions" while his whole family eats congee. What we want is very simple, just a word "cool". If you make me feel cool, I'll give you money, that's all.

