Raise BOSS online[Quick Transmigration]

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"Let's start," Wen Chuan took out a pen. His handwriting was very beautiful, a little skinny, but very sharp.

"Although there are many auxiliary tools on the market that can be used to make an outline, I am still more used to handwriting, which will leave a deep impression, and the final adjustment can be put on the computer," Wen Chuan looked serious, as if he was teaching seriously.

Shen Le let out an oh, and put aside her charming thoughts.

"Your essay is a professional essay, right?"

Shen Le took the pen handed by the other party, "Didn't you say supernatural is better? Actually, I haven't decided yet, and the outline is just written casually."

"Is that so, want to write supernatural?" Wen Chuan raised his head.

Shen Le casually agreed, "Well, I've always been interested in this subject."

"Do you have a general idea of ​​your protagonist's character?" Wen Chuan asked.

Shen Le: "Well, it's an inspirational type."

In fact, he came up with this on the spot, and he hadn't thought about it before, but according to the routine, the supernatural novels he had read before were all about the protagonist who was afraid of ghosts at first, and then became very powerful, killing all directions.

"The male protagonist's personality is not decisive enough, but he is resilient, characterized by being cheerful, and will relieve himself when encountering ghosts."

"At first I was terrified by ghosts, but then I gradually got used to it, and one day I accidentally got the true biography, which killed the world," Shen Le pondered for a while, this routine is the most normal one for online writing.

Wen Chuan stopped writing on the paper after listening, "You are still stuck in the thoughts of the Xiuzhen Xianxia Channel."

He handed over the paper.

"First of all, you have to have two male protagonists. You can choose the perspective at will. One is the main subject, the other is the main attacker, or they can attack each other."

"I read your last novel, and I think you are suitable to use the subject's perspective, because although you were the three protagonists in your last novel, you focused on Qi Chen's perspective."

Wen Chuan continued, "According to your character design, you have two choices, one is Gong is a ghost, the other is Gong is an exorcist or a celestial master, each of which has its own emphasis," Wen Chuan nodded. focus on.

Shen Le glanced at it, if Gong is a ghost, the direction is to force Gu Zaofeng, because the hero is gradually getting used to ghosts, which makes Gong, who is a ghost, very dissatisfied, so he often creates supernatural events to scare him.

If Gong is a celestial master, then he has to rescue Shou when he is very frightened, and the plot below the habit is apprenticeship.

According to the degree of stimulation, Shen Le will choose the first plan, this plan sounds very interesting, and he will scream or something when he is frightened.

Wen Chuan was a little surprised, and pointed the tip of his pen on the first plan, "For the first one, you need to have a good grasp of the character's emotions."

Shen Le nodded, "How can I grasp it well?"

Wen Chuan smiled, "I have experienced it myself."

"Well, a new haunted house has recently opened in Beicheng, where you can experience it and bring the feeling after the experience into the character."

Wen Chuan took out his mobile phone, opened the purchase software, and looked up again, "Are you afraid of such things?"

Of course Shen Le wouldn't say she was afraid, how could a man say no?

"Not afraid."

In fact, Shen Le had never been to a haunted house. He subconsciously felt that he was not afraid of these things. Isn't it just some people pretending to be ghosts? What are you afraid of?

———Purchase the admission ticket successfully.

"Is there nothing else for tomorrow's show?" Wen Chuan said.

Shen Le: "No problem!"

The two discussed for a while, and finally came to an end.

Shen Le felt that he was physically and mentally exhausted. Wen Chuan took writing essays very seriously, and corrected his mistakes time and time again, and taught him various techniques tirelessly. The most important thing is that these techniques are all Danmeiwen techniques. .

If you are just starting out, there are a few points to pay attention to.

———Shou must be cute, or Su point.

——Gong must be a big shot, or have outstanding achievements in a certain field.

———Interaction should be interesting, setting should be curious.

———The most important thing is that there must be meat! !

That last point is key.

Wen Chuan: "The current market is like this. If you want to publish Danmei, the editor will let you fill in the meat, so don't hold the attitude that you can fool the past."

Shen Le: ...

"Hey, it seems that you are very experienced?"

"Experience?" Wen Chuan raised his eyes, with a half-smile.

Red spread quietly, "Well, otherwise, how do you know so much? Writing meat..."

Wen Chuan: "There is something in this world."

Wen Chuan put away the manuscript paper, knocked it on the table, neatly put it in the folder, and said in a very normal tone, "gv."

Shen Le: ...

Wen Chuan: "And there is also a search engine that allows you to find all the 'knowledge' you want."

"Of course, if you want to enhance the protagonist's sense of substitution, or improve the authenticity of the character's feelings and descriptions, you can do what I just did."

Shen Le was dumbfounded, what did Wen Chuan just do?

"doing what?"

Wen Chuan: "At that time, it was to experience the feelings of the characters and make the characters more authentic. For example, buying tickets to go to a haunted house is immersive."

"That's how you get the real feeling."

"Writing meat is the same."

Shen Le lowered her head to hide her blushing cheeks, "Then you write so well, have you really experienced it?"

Wen Chuan shook his head, "My writing is not good."

"My flesh is also flawed, and the best way to make up for it is to be there."

This means... This means that he has never been there before?

Shen Le suddenly raised her head, unbelievable, it's impossible, the old driver Wen Chuan.

"What?" Seeing the incredulous look in the other party's eyes, Wen Chuan smiled. Indeed, in a sense, Wen Chuan had never been there before.

"Do not believe?"

Shen Le didn't nod or shake his head. He felt that the authenticity of this statement needs to be verified, but the other party didn't continue to entangle this topic, and didn't insist on proving that he was in a state of first experience.

"Okay, let's rest first, I will probably be more tired tomorrow," Wen Chuan got up, and handed Shen Le the suit he wore last time, "You wore it last time."

Do you want to stay overnight?I glanced at the time and found that it was already 12:30. We had chatted for so long without realizing it, and it would be too troublesome to go back now. Wenchuan's house is so big...there is no room for it.

Wait, why again?

He felt that he had grasped some key point, and when he thought about it, he started to have a headache.

"What's wrong?" Wen Chuan put away the manuscript and handed him a glass of milk.

Holding the warm milk in her hand, Shen Le drank it all in one gulp, "Suddenly I have a headache."

"Then go to bed early."

Shen Le nodded, taking a bath in his room, he rushed quickly, the shower gel used by the other party actually smelled like Wen Chuan's body, couldn't describe the specific smell, but it was very comfortable.

It turned out that the smell Shen Le smelled was not the perfume on the other party's body, but the long-term use of this shower gel.

A good night's dream.

Shen Le didn't sleep in the customer service room, but this time Wen Chuan didn't flirt with him, and slept peacefully. When he woke up, Wen Chuan had already woken up early, and there was a scent coming from the kitchen.

Cook yourself! ?

Shen Le came out with bare feet, and when she saw the kitchen, she was immediately stunned. It wasn't Wen Chuan, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"Wake up?" Wen Chuan said.

Shen Le nodded foolishly.

Is it the nanny?

It looked about fifty, she saw Shen Le come out and stood there dumbfounded, and when she turned around to cut tomatoes, she smiled, "Is it Yi Yang?"

Shen Le nodded, "En."

She laughed like a flower, seeing Shen Le's expression inexplicably felt very kind, "Sit with Ah Chuan, the meal will be ready soon," she turned her head and continued to work.

Ah Chuan?

Shen Le didn't understand, was it Wen Chuan's old aunt?

Wen Chuan patted the seat next to the sofa, and Shen Le sat down.

"It's my mother."

Like a bomb, it rumbled and blasted Shen Le off the sofa.

He flustered his hands and feet, and immediately got up to say hello, "It's Auntie, hello."

Su Qiu smiled and nodded, "Don't be so polite, just sit and wait for something delicious."

Even though she said that, Shen Le felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. What's the situation, she stayed overnight by herself and saw the other party's mother early in the morning, but she was not angry, shouldn't it be a feeling of being caught in bed?

"..." Shen Le sat there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

But what happened next, the atmosphere was as friendly as at home.

After eating, Wen Chuan's mother finished packing and said hello, "Are you both on vacation today, go out for a walk, don't be bored at home all day, I'm going to play mahjong!"

"..." Shen Le nodded subconsciously.

Wen Chuan smiled and said, "Yes."

After the person left, Shen Le exploded.

It turned out that Wen Chuan's mother lived in the building next door and would come to cook for him every day.

"Your mother isn't surprised that you have an extra person in your family? It's still a man!" Shen Le couldn't believe it. Could it be that Wen Chuan's mother is used to the other party bringing people home?

"She knew about it a long time ago," Wen Chuan said, and then tapped on Shen Le's forehead, "Also, are you thinking about it again? She knew about my sexual orientation a long time ago, and brought someone back today. I posted it last night. text message."

"Oh……"

After packing up, the two of them were ready to go to the haunted house.

Shen Le asked the other party to spare the way and go home to change into sportswear, Yi Yang's only set of sportswear, because he almost stayed at home and didn't exercise at all.

When he got dressed and came out to look in the mirror, he caught a glimpse of Wen Chuan.

Black sports hoodie, brown pants, a pair of gray sneakers...

Then look at yourself, the color system is exactly the same!This coincidence is really heartwarming...

The only set of sportswear that can be worn, just like this.

Sportswear is often the same, even if the details are different, but at first glance, it looks quite similar, especially when this kind of color matching is not common.

Shen Le's mix and match looks a bit...

Zhuangshan is not terrible, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

But they changed the meaning of it...

———Couple outfit.

But there's no way, that's all he does, and the other t-shirt, which can barely be used as a sweatshirt, is still in the dirty clothes basket, unwashed.

Wen Chuan looked at him with delicate eyes and a smile on his lips.

"Let's go."

Shen Le has never experienced something like a haunted house, but he has never eaten pork, and he has seen pigs run away, so he knows that someone will intentionally scare tourists.

My heart said, since I know, what are you afraid of?

……

Then he was slapped in the face.

"Lying fuck! It's terrible!"

"Ah! Wen Chuan save me."

"Don't go so fast."

"Let me hold your hand!"

"Don't scare me! Please!!"

Just after halftime, Shen Le was already out of his wits. He said that he wanted to experience the protagonist's feelings. This would be a real experience, and he was already frightened into a sieve.

Shaking and shaking.

He would hug Wen Chuan's waist in an unsightly way, and bury his face under the other's neck.

"Can I turn back...?" Shen Le's voice was weak after experiencing a wave of fear just now.

"There will be some later," Wen Chuan pointed to the way back.

Shen Le's face turned pale, "Then..."

"Then let's hurry up?"

"Okay," Wen Chuan quickened his pace, and Shen Le followed him like a shadow, the hands hugging the opponent's waist became tighter and tighter, even when he was frightened, he would involuntarily start groping.

"..." So, at this tense moment, when he was frightened by the hanged ghost just now, he couldn't help but dance wildly on the other side.

then.

Shen Le: "..."

Because she was wearing sportswear, the fabric was elastic, so through the green will-o'-the-wisp, Shen Le saw...

"..." This is tough, you win!

There is a fork here, one is the exit, and the other is the fork that can lead to the Changchang Haunted House. While Shen Le saw the dawn of hope, Wen Chuan pulled him closer to the dark 'cave'.

Wen Chuan: "This fork is a virtual ghost movie scene, and there will be no staff."

"I want to go out," Shen Le qwq.

Wen Chuan gritted his teeth slightly, "Wait a minute, I can't go out now."

Shen Le: ...

By the way, if you go out like this, the tourists outside will be able to see a handsome man coming out of the haunted house with an indescribable arc.

"Then I'll go out first, okay, you are alone?"

"Well, it's not good for your health to always be like this..."

Entering the cave, he felt a gust of cold wind, and before he could see the specific situation clearly, his collar was pulled and pressed against the wall, followed by a body.

Kissing in a haunted house, presumably he was second.

The first one is Wenchuan.

In the dark, he was pushed and kissed by a handsome guy.

This feels so fucking exciting... Bah, so fucking rubbish.

"I'll go out first, you calm down in the haunted house," Shen Le suggested again.

Wen Cun shook his head, smiled and said, "Don't think about it."

Glancing at the haunted house, it was pitch black and there were no staff members.

"Then what do you want...?" Shen Le asked through gritted teeth.

"Let's keep the same pace," Wen Chuan laughed.

Wen Chuan succeeded! ! !

Shen Le thinks that Yi Yang's body is too young, and I'm doing harm to the people today! ! !

——— Swing a knife from the palace and forget it!

Isn't it just a kiss?

Isn't it just a little handsome?

Forget it, it's not a day or two to be a nympho.

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Sensing Shen Le's state, Wen Chuan smiled softly, "You can't go out now either."

Shen Le: I call you uncle! ! !

The author has something to say: Wen Chuan: Well, now you have a choice, let the ghost solve it for you, or let me solve it for you.

Shen Le: I will solve it myself.

Wen Chuan: Okay, I'll watch you solve it. :)

Did you think I was going to drive? ?

No, the old rascal has to hold back a little longer, that wicked smile~~

emmmm I don’t know why it’s locked, it’s not okay to swing a knife from the palace, it hurts to be locked after kissing, so what should I do?Cover your face.