Love Apartment: Active Dali

"So what do you think is wrong with this book?" Chen Meijia was originally very happy, but when she heard the evaluation of the great writer, her arrogance disappeared.

She humbly asked Zhuge Dali for advice.

Because Zhuge Dali had read Meijia's works before, she not only completed the 2,000-word requirement, but also wrote three extra chapters, totaling more than 6,000 words, and the story was relatively coherent.

"As for your book, you have the same problem that new writers often make. You write what you want to write, not what the readers want to read. It's a bit too self-centered, and the plot is neither tense nor bland.

The first day's performance was supported by the setting of 'super dad and his sweet fiancée', which is somewhat attractive. In terms of content, there is nothing wrong with the routine of the hero saving the beauty, but it also lacks highlights. "

After listening to Zhuge Dali's comments, everyone nodded silently and kept them in mind.

"Mine! Mine, come and read my novel, I've read it live before, I know how to control the rhythm!"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his hand confidently. He had been excited since last night.

Apart from Zhao Haitang, who is a writer himself, his writing skills should be the best.

Even Chen Meijia, who has no foundation at all, can achieve good results. He will definitely become a little god.

So Zeng Xiaoxian was full of anticipation and he was ready to accept the praise.

"Teacher Zeng, I remember it was "Flower Boy Super Broadcaster Dad", let me see the results."

Everyone looked at him.

Zhuge clicked it vigorously.

Zeng Xiaoxian's data appeared.

"501 fans, 180 flowers, 50 ratings, comments."

After reading it, Zhuge Dali's tone became hesitant.

"Teacher Zeng, this score is a bit low. If you are a novice, you can continue to try, but for an experienced person, you may have to consider changing direction."

Everyone was shocked, especially Zeng Xiaoxian, who had been so excited just now. But when he saw this mediocre result, the smile on his face instantly fell, forming a sharp contrast with his previous confidence.

Hu Yifei defended her husband.

"Mr. Zeng obviously has only a hundred fewer fans than Meijia, why do you want him to give up?"

Zhuge slid the mouse vigorously.

"In fact, in addition to these numbers, the most important thing is the content of the comments. Take a look at what Mr. Zeng's comments are saying?"

Everyone turned their eyes to the screen.

It's all empty nonsense like "come on", "first blood", "second blood", "third blood", etc.

Looking at Chen Meijia's post, more than half of the comments are discussing the plot.

The difference in fan stickiness is immediately apparent.

"These... these people don't understand online novels at all!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was angry. He knew that he understood online novels, including some basic techniques and rhetoric, but why was what he wrote not as good as that of an ordinary woman?

He was unwilling, but what could he do?

The results are there, you can’t deny it!

At this time, Zhang Wei laughed from behind.

"Teacher Zeng, Teacher Zeng, you've miscalculated! Let me tell you, writing a novel is not something you can do blindly. You have to do market research, just like being a lawyer.

I have investigated in advance. Your broadcasting and hosting belongs to entertainment articles, which are now flooded with content and this type of subject matter is already saturated on the website.

Later, when I read my "Playboy Super Lawyer" on the literary website, I found that almost no one wrote works on the subject of lawyers, and there were very few authors with related professions.

So my book will definitely be a big hit. I can be sure that although I may not be as good as the great writer, I can still beat Zeng Xiaoxian."

Zhang Wei's smug look makes people want to beat him up.

As a result, Zhuge Dali opened his book.

"321 fans, 20 flowers, 8 ratings, 1 comment."

Scroll down, the only comment.

"What is written? It's a mess!"

Zhang Wei's face suddenly turned ugly.

Zeng Xiaoxian felt that his situation was bad enough, but compared with Zhang Wei, he seemed to be better off.

At least he still had comments like "Come on" and "One blood, two blood", while Zhang Wei only had one comment, which was cursing him!

"Zhang Wei, you're still pretending! What market research? What do you mean by uncompetitive? Hahaha, look at your results!"

Zhang Wei was very unhappy with Zeng Xiaoxian’s counterattack!

"Why! This is impossible! I did investigate! Why?"

Everyone is curious.

What Zhang Wei said makes sense!

But why are his grades the worst?

Zhuge Dali explained.

"In fact, Zhang Wei did nothing wrong. He did market research, which is very important, but it is also the reason why his grades were poor. Later, there were not many readers of law majors on the literary website. Most legal professions are high-income people, and most of our readers are under 20 years old. There are almost no lawyers, so there is a reason for the dismal grades. But this is not the fundamental reason why Uncle Zhang Wei's grades are so low."

Everyone asked curiously: "What is the reason?"

Zhuge Dali crossed his hands in front of his chest.

"The main reason is that it is so poorly written. There are many typos, and the plot is not smooth at all. The whole article is full of boring dialogues, which is very tiring to the eyes. Moreover, the first chapter is filled with a lot of professional but boring legal knowledge."

After listening to it, everyone realized that subject matter and market are secondary, and writing well is the key to achieving results.

"Hahahaha! Turns out you wrote the worst! Zhang Wei, hahahaha, you must have the worst grade!"

Zeng Xiaoxian mocked mercilessly.

Next was Qin Yumo's "Playboy in Traffic Jams", which performed unexpectedly well, with 900 fans, 500 flowers, 300 recommendation votes, 15 comments, and no negative comments on the first day.

Then there is Hu Yifei's "The Great Devil King Playboy".

Everyone originally thought that Hu Yifei's grades would be similar to Qin Yumo's, but unexpectedly, Hu Yifei's book was directly at the bottom.

150 fans, 10 flowers, 1 rating vote, 10 comments.

It can be said to be horrible!

Hu Yifei roared on the spot.

"What kind of crappy reader is this? How could my writing be so bad?"