Love Apartment: Active Dali

Lu Ziqiao suddenly rushed out and yelled at everyone, saying that they were speaking too loudly.

He had just finished reading a novel about a heroic father who was taking care of his daughter at home, but then the bad guys came to make trouble, forcing the heroic father to take action.

The daughter was woken up by the noise made by the bad guys and rolled out of the crib. It happened that the house was destroyed by the bad guys and the door was gone. The daughter rolled out and was picked up by the bad guys.

Twenty years later, the daughter becomes a loud-mouthed weirdo and returns with a gang of bad guys defeated by her heroic father for revenge. She eventually defeats her heroic father and reveals their relationship before she dies.

The daughter felt so guilty that she committed suicide. After hearing this story, everyone thought it was too bizarre.

"Isn't this too ridiculous? I just want to know why the heroic dad doesn't completely eliminate the bad guys?" Chen Meijia raised a unique question.

"Who wrote this crappy novel? It makes people feel upset. What's the meaning of the ending?" Hu Yifei was angry. This kind of bad novel will only mislead people. Why not write something positive?

"Old Bu, there is something wrong with the logic of this novel. First of all, since the heroic father can defeat the bad guys, why doesn't he strengthen the protection of his home? There are children at home. Would you let the bad guys have the opportunity to destroy the house and let the children escape?

Besides, the child was picked up 20 years ago, wouldn’t the heroic father go looking for him? If I were the editor, I would definitely let the author…” Zhuge Dali analyzed from the perspective of an editor.

As an author, Zhao Haitang hid in the crowd and dared not say a word. He said that others were rubbish authors, but in his heart he complained that these people did not understand literature.

After Chen Meijia sent the crazy Lu Ziqiao back home, everyone decided to start the novel writing plan immediately. Hu Yifei ordered everyone to write a 2,000-word novel with the setting of "Dad used to be a playboy, but now he is obsessed with his daughter", and then give it to Zhuge Dali for publication.

Everyone who received the task was very enthusiastic, because they were fed up with Lv Ziqiao and Xiao Xiaobu's troubles and wanted to end this kind of life as soon as possible. So they went back to their rooms and started to create.

It's free to express yourself, but the content must be positive and enjoyable. Everyone went back to their rooms and stared at their phones.

Zhuge Dali and Yu Nan also returned to the room. As soon as Dali entered the room, she lay down on the bed, put on her glasses and began to study the paper. However, half a day passed and she had no intention of starting to write.

"Da Li, aren't you going to write?" Yu Nan asked.

Zhuge Dali smiled, as if waiting for Yu Nan to say this. "Yu Nan, have you ever seen an editor write his own book?"

Yu Nan replied, "I haven't seen it." He knew that there were indeed some incompetent editors who could write books, but professional editors would only be editors and would not be authors.

"That's good. I still have to help everyone revise their articles. Yu Nan, don't you want to write one?" Zhuge Dali knew that if Yu Nan took action, Lu Ziqiao's problem would be solved, and her performance would be elevated to a new level, from a trainee editor to a formal online novel editor.

But she knew that whether to let Yu Nan write a novel depended on Yu Nan himself, so she needed to find a suitable reason.

Seeing that Yu Nan didn't react, Zhuge Dali leaned over and changed the subject: "It's not that I don't like babies, it's just that babies are too scary. It's unreasonable for such a small body to burst out such a huge energy. Seeing how Old Bull is now, I want to know more about babies and prepare for the future. Aren't you optimistic about Old Bull? Are you going to ignore him after he becomes like this?"

Yu Nan put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "I have helped him, but it seems that it is not enough now. His work will definitely be affected if he takes care of the child like this."

So, Yu Nan sat down at the table, picked up a pen and began to think.

The next day, everyone gathered in the hall. Zhuge Dali counted the number of people, and there were eight people in total, excluding her.

"Since last night, I have received seven manuscripts. Obviously, one person didn't write it! I have read them all and helped you enter them into the new library. You should be able to see the results now." Hu Yifei clenched his fists, making a crackling sound.

"If I knew who didn't write it, I would never let him go." Everyone raised their hands to indicate that they had submitted their manuscripts, but Zhao Haitang felt guilty. He had the pride of a writer, and even if no one read it, the grades were bad, he didn't get a contract, or even his life was threatened, he would not change his original intention of writing.

Everyone crowded around the sofa, and Zhuge Dali checked them one by one. Since she signed all the manuscripts, she knew the name of each book.

"Let's look at the first one, 'My Superman'." Chen Meijia raised her hand and said, "I wrote it. Open it quickly. I can't wait to see the results."

Everyone opened the book title and checked the details. On the first day, the book had 631 fans, 150 flowers, 50 evaluation votes, and 15 comments. Everyone was not sure what these numbers meant.

Zhuge Dali explained: "There were 631 fans on the first day. If there are more than 500 fans, there will be a certain commercial value, but the number of flowers is a bit small, and the evaluation votes and comments are average. If it is written by a full-time author and there is no delay, it will be no problem to make to yuan a month."

Chen Meijia was so excited that her nose curled up when she heard Zhuge Dali's evaluation. She was a girl with a junior high school education and had never been successful in anything. She didn't expect that her first novel would be recognized by a professional editor.

So, she pointed to the recommended books on the webpage and asked, "I studied it last night. How are the recommended books? How do I compare with them?"

Zhuge Dali coughed and gave everyone some general knowledge: "These are all books with very good first-day performance. They are written by great authors, who usually earn more than 500,000 yuan a month. The first-day performance of these books is at least several times that of yours." Everyone couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

Chen Meijia’s first-day performance was only one-tenth of theirs, but her income could be hundreds of times hers!