
Back to Field: They Asked You to Be an Assistant, and the Whole Internet Lost It
蘑菇屋:请你当助理,全网破防了
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 214k Words
- Genre
- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
110Chapters
2.1MReads
12.5kFlowers
10.0Score
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Can't you just write about something relaxing? You have to write about things that are pretentious and slap in the face. Anyway, as soon as the protagonist sings a song, some people will question it and some will scold it. Then the protagonist pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and then he accepts it. It's all this kind of routine.
It's so embarrassing to write, it makes me feel so uncomfortable.
Today's Feilu, the city is like mushrooms and people are like courtyards. I was really drunk too.
It feels like they are all made from the same template. This kind of article doesn't really need to be written, just copy and paste it, then rewrite the character names, and slightly process the plot. After working 5 hours a day, the words "at least 100,000+" came out. I felt like I was getting something done, so I also worked on the workload. Become an author and make big money
Just this poem "Once Upon a Time" has caused millions of netizens to break their guard? Are they made of water? Crying when nothing happens?
Everyone is made of water these days, right? It's too easy to break the defense at every turn. And I am also drunk with this kind of crazy confidence.
What did you write? If you don't know how to write, don't write. I really appreciate it.
The author finished the first draft and then wrote it. The writing was so embarrassing that a sentence popped up for no reason: It used to be so slow. Couldn't you write better? If such a good poem is turned out like this, if it doesn't work, just stop writing this series.
To be honest, what you wrote has basically appeared in other books, and it feels like you just copied and pasted it without any of your own stuff, just copied it and it's not coherent and anticlimactic.
This book gave me the feeling that several of Fei Lu's longed-for books were forcibly pieced together. It didn't flow smoothly and looked awkward.