Zhou Yanru calculated clearly that Lin Chaoyang had half a month to revise "The Wrangler". Although time was a bit nervous for a novice author, she felt that Lin Chaoyang's talent should not be a big problem.

"What manuscript is used? You haven't even revised it!"

"Now, soon."

Lin Chaoyang said, regardless of her reaction, he took out the pen in his pocket in his chest, squatted on the bench on the triangle floor and began to write quickly.

Zhou Yanru was stunned by his inexplicable outrage, and Chen Jiangong beside him was also a little confused.

They both understood that Lin Chaoyang was revising the manuscript, but what did he mean to hold Zhou Yanru and refuse to leave?

How fast is “quick”?

Could it be that Zhou Yanru can leave with the revised manuscript today?

With such a question in mind, Zhou Yanru and Chen Jiangong stood by the chair and waited. Because they were afraid of disturbing Lin Chaoyang's thoughts, they did not dare to speak, so they could only focus on the manuscript that Lin Chaoyang was revising.

~All line has been modified!

告 ~ Another paragraph has been revised!

可可 ~ This page has been changed!

Zhou Yanru always thought that Lin Chaoyang was a very creative author. Today, his performance refreshed her perception. Some people can modify the manuscript so quickly?

Almost without adding any points to the writing, writing is like flowing.

"Yanjing Literature and Art" has many manuscripts, but most of the manuscripts have more or less problems. Revising manuscripts is normal. Zhou Yanru communicates with authors who come to Beijing to revise manuscripts almost every day.

These authors have high and low creative efficiency, but there is a problem with the unity, and the speed of revision of manuscripts is very slow.

Deleting a little of their words seems to have killed them. This cannot be changed, and that cannot be moved.

If you don’t look at the structure issue carefully, you are very diligent in picking up words.

It was almost like engraving the sentence "I wrote an article of the past" on my forehead.

The most terrifying thing is that some authors, as they change themselves, collapse, their confidence collapses, and they are completely unaware of what they say.

A manuscript of 18,000 words can be modified by an experienced author for three or five days, and a week is normal. If he is a novice, he must be guided step by step. He will be the one who is half a month or a month.

Zhou Yanru gave Lin Chaoyang half a month, and she was not there to guide her, so she really recognized his ability.

But she didn't expect that she would underestimate Lin Chaoyang.

This speed...

Zhou Yanru watched Lin Chaoyang finish revising another page of the manuscript, and couldn't help but raise his hand to look at his watch.

It was only twenty minutes later, and three pages were already in the past. A total of 4 contents were modified, and the number of words increased or decreased was more than 400.

It doesn’t look much in twenty minutes, but the problem is that this is not a new word, but it is a manuscript that needs to be revised with in-depth thinking!

Let’s not talk about the quality, just this speed makes most authors ashamed.

Chen Jiangong had already started to check the manuscript when Lin Chaoyang finished modifying the first page. He carefully read the places marked with red handwriting on each page.

"How is it?" Zhou Yanru asked him in a low voice.

“It’s very good to change!”

Fast and good?

Zhou Yanru took the manuscript from Chen Jiangong with some disbelief and read it more carefully than him, just as he was not able to put his eyes into the letter.

Today is Sunday, and the Yanyuan is full of vibrant figures and their youthful shouts.

But around the benches on the triangle, in this small space, there was only the rustling sound of Lin Chaoyang writing.

Zhou Yanru gently put the letter paper back on the bench, pressed it with a pen cap, waved to Chen Jiangong. The two walked to a place not far from Lin Chaoyang to ensure that it would not affect him.

After being silent for a while, Chen Jiangong asked, "Teacher Zhou, Chaoyang should be considered 'trick of talent'?"

Zhou Yanru did not answer his words, but just looked at Lin Chaoyang's back and suddenly said something irrelevant.

"When Yanjing Literature and Art was first published, there were few people and not many manuscripts available, it was a very dismal operation at that time. When it was about to be published, it was like a poor family celebrating the New Year, without scratching at all.

Sometimes when I was forced to do it, the editorial board members would say, "I really don't have any decent things, Lao Zhao, please write one."

Lao Zhao never shirked his responsibilities. He said that he would pay the royalties anyway, so he would not let the money go to outsiders.

Every time he would drink a little wine, eat a bowl of wontons, draw some symbols on the paper, and draw a few crisscrossing lines, and then keep waving the pen and finish it in one go, which is a masterpiece.”

Chen Jiangong didn't speak out while Zhou Yanru was talking to himself. He was very interested in listening. He knew quite well about "Yanjing Literature and Art" and knew that the "Old Zhao" in Zhou Yanru's mouth was Mr. Zhao Shuli, the novelist and founder of the Yam Egg School.

He was also the editor of "Yanjing Literature and Art" back then. After Mr. Lao She passed away, he was also in charge of "Yanjing Literature and Art".

"This is how "Register" was kicked out back then."

Zhou Yanru said this and looked at Lin Chaoyang who was squatting beside the bench and writing quickly. "Anyone with extraordinary talent can blurt out. Not to mention Cao Zhi's seven steps to make a poem, like Lao Zhao, it is already a rare writer in the world who can write a masterpiece in a glass of wine. Chaoyang..."

Speaking of this, she paused.

It is difficult for her to judge Lin Chaoyang's situation. She dare not say that Lin Chaoyang's talent can be comparable to Zhao Shuli, but at least it is certain that he has this potential. After all, he is a young man who is only twenty years old and has little writing experience.

Zhou Yanru didn't finish her words, but Chen Jiangong could hear her admiration and appreciation for Lin Chaoyang.

He also wrote novels and fully understood Zhou Yanru's feelings. When he was writing, he might have been holding back a few hours for a certain sentence, and he would have written an article over and over again in a few days. He might have written 1,800 words in a few days, and he was not satisfied with looking horizontally and vertically.

If you compare your situation with Lin Chaoyang, you will know that his terribleness is often the inadvertent flash of talent, which is like a gap like a natural barrier.

Moreover, revision of manuscripts is not as good as writing manuscripts. Writing manuscripts is a process of thinking flowing, just like a wild ocean of wantonness. However, revision of manuscripts seems to be a eight-part article. You must display your talents within certain rules and also break out of your inherent thinking.

In his opinion, the manuscript of "The Wrangler" is already very outstanding. Zhou Yanru still found a lot of faults. The most terrifying thing is that Lin Chaoyang also made a quick move when he modified it, without any stagnation.

Chen Jiangong admired him and couldn't help feeling ashamed. He wanted to give Lin Chaoyang some advice before.

An hour passed by, Lin Chaoyang stood up, stamped his feet that were almost squatting, twisted the pen and put it back in his pocket, and sorted out the manuscript.

"Old Zhou, look at it, can you change it?"

Zhou Yanru silently read all the modified parts, "It's very good."

"Then it's OK." Lin Chaoyang said this, and the person had already run out. "No more talk, let's communicate if you have something to do."

Zhou Yanru held the manuscript in her hand and asked Chen Jiangong: "What is he doing so anxiously?"

"You don't know, Chaoyang is very motivated."
Chapter completed!