Chapter 279 (1/2)
Donne slapped the table heavily, threw back some manuscripts handed in by an elf beauty, and shouted, ”no! Unqualified! Type it back and rewrite it! Remember! The third chapter of gold! The third chapter of gold!”
Donne's roar frightened the beautiful fairy in front of him, his ears drooped, his neck shrunk, his head bowed, and his face was embarrassed.
She is a very popular poet in the emerald corolla. Her poems are very popular with her sisters. She thought she could easily complete Donne's task and handed in new works with confidence, but she didn't expect to be unqualified.
”Don't you understand what the golden three chapters are!? I'll explain it to you again! That is, the protagonist, contradiction, outbreak and goal should appear in the first three chapters. If necessary, the golden finger should also write it out. There is only one purpose, that is, to make the readers happy!”
”But if there is no bedding,” whispered the elf girl, ”there is no story at all...”
”No story! Readers don't care what story they're telling. They're impatient! They just need to be cool! Cool is enough!”
Donne patted the table and shouted, ”but look what you wrote. What's this? Ah? 'the morning light dispels the mist, the girl steps on the waves, the goddess lowers the hymn, and evil will be purified'? Are you teasing me? Vernacular, vernacular, understand?”
The beautiful elf poet trembled, shook his head hurriedly, and looked at Donne with big watery eyes.
”From the main point of view, this is a heroine's story you wrote. This alone has been killed!”
”Donne waved, took out a stack of paper and said proudly,” this is the outline of the story I wrote to you last night. You can take it down and circulate it separately to learn. ”
”Great!”
Dantelian's eyes brightened, took the outline and said confidently, ”please rest assured. Swear in the name of the goddess, I will -- I will write this thing called a novel!”
”What a child to teach...”
Watching dantlian leave, Donne said, ”next.”
A blonde elf girl handed in her manuscript confidently: ”this is my cartoon.”
”Oh.”
Donne just glanced over and took a breath of air-conditioning: ”what's your name?”
”Three -”
Don't tell me her name is 3000 yuan
”Clover.”
The fairy girl Sanye happily pointed to the hair ornament on her head and said, ”because the seed born with me left three leaves.”
”Hoo.”
Donne breathed a sigh of relief: ”Sanye... That what...”
”Huh?”
”What you... Drew is not called a cartoon...”
Donne took those pieces of paper and his hands were shaking: ”this is a sketch...”
These manuscripts taken up by Sanye have no problem with the mirror, story and rhythm. Except that the story still can't jump out of prandal's circle, others are impeccable. It can even be said that even if they are taken to the earth, they can become popular in an instant - because her painting is so scary!
This is not a cartoon at all, but a sketch!