In the room.

The crackling keyboard sounds were endless.

He Xiao's expression was focused and was perfecting the stories he wrote.

The essay contest is about to open. How many books will be included in the competition? He can't figure out how many books will be, but the process must be extremely tragic. In addition to having enough plots to stand out, it is also extremely important to save the manuscript.

The entire competition is divided into two parts, both the results before they are put on the shelves and the final results after the book is finished.

Rewards, recommendation tickets, subscriptions, and bonuses can all get certain points. When the competition ends, the points in the two stages are counted together, and the highest person can win the championship.

For ordinary authors, the first three ways to obtain points are difficult, and it is not easy to compete with the masters.

However, the fourth type is fairer. After it is released, the more words you make, the more points you will get.

This made many hand speed monsters see hope, so some smart authors started saving manuscripts early, waiting for the second stage of the competition to soar into the sky.

He Xiao naturally attaches great importance to the points for the explosive update. Although he has many fans now, he is not sure when he thinks of competing with veteran masters for rewards and monthly tickets. After all, Bai Yi Shengxue and others have too much reputation.

"A sad song cannot bury the heroes of eternal times, the beginning of blood and bones, the sad picture of a lifetime, alas..."

After calculating ten thousand words, He Xiao looked at the story he had just written, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sad for the characters in the book.

This book has a high status in black mobile phones and belongs to the fantasy category. It is an unavoidable work with an influence that is many times higher than that of "Chen Ergou".

He Xiao believes that once this book is released, it will surely cause a stir in the fantasy essay competition.

At least in terms of content and quality, it is definitely not much worse than the five heroes of the Central Plains such as Baiyi Shengxue and Yan Guhong.

After sorting out these ten thousand words, checking for typos, He Xiao put them in the manuscript box in the background.

He stretched, exited the typing interface, looked at the official group again, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Everyone was discussing the essay contest, and he was mentioned in it. Many authors were speculating whether He Wanrong would participate.

After all, He Wanrong is now the leader of the city editorial team. It would be a bit too regretful if all urban authors were absent for such a big event.

He Xiao peeked at the screen for a while and gradually smiled on his face. It seemed that although "Chen Ergou" was unfinished, everyone's expectations for him in the industry are still very high.

Even Wubao sent a message not long after, asking about He Xiao’s fantasy essay competition.

"Brother Wanrong, it would be a pity if you don't participate in such a big event. Our urban group can't lose the cards!"

"Don't worry, I've already prepared a new book."

He Xiao responded by typing, he didn't expect that he was so popular.

As a super newcomer who has ordered 40,000 per order this year, his position in the field of online literature is far more important than he imagined.

"Really? The people who are fucking at Longkong have always said that you can't write fantasy, now they're slapping them in the face! Hehe!" Wu Bao looked very happy and smiled heartlessly.

He Xiao was also happy and opened Long Kong and took a look. It was indeed boiling. Because of the arrival of the essay competition, various discussions continued.

"Who is better than Yan Guhong, Baiyi Shengxue or Yan Guhong?"

"After the fantasy essay is opened, I'm afraid I won't be able to lose my books."

"Actually, I have to say that these are Qichen's strategies. What kind of essay contest is nothing more than building momentum for Baiyi Shengxue and the others!"

"That's right, under the guise of writing to improve the value of IP."

"What a pity He Wanrong. If it weren't for this essay contest, he would definitely be the most influential figure this year."

"Yes, He Wanrong's limelight has suppressed this essay contest!"

"He Wanrong should be sure to miss this game."

"Oh, I also want to see what it feels like to write fantasy."

I roughly glanced at the homepage post and found that there were many topics related to him.

He Xiao pondered for a moment and decided to express his attitude. Like Bai Yi Shengxue and the others, he built momentum in advance.

Longkong is one of the largest forums in the online literature circle. Speaking out here will not only let the industry know, but readers can also get news, killing two birds with one stone.

He looked for Longkong entrance, entered his email account, and registered a user whose name was a pseudonym.

Then, I edited a post, but didn't write too many words, only eight short words, but it made the whole Long Kong burst into pieces-

How can such a grand event be selfless?!

Although the content of the post was short, it did not affect everyone's enthusiasm at all, and it was quickly topped on the homepage.

Long Kong and others couldn't believe their eyes and left messages.

"Damn, is this He Wanrong?"

"It's really He Wanrong?"

"The great god appears!!"

"He Wanrong is going to participate in the fantasy essay contest? This is really big news!"

"Owner, isn't it enough for you to step on a great god to rise up? Do you want to step on Baiyi Shengxue and others to take over this time?"

"Kneel m(o__)m for the great god"

At this moment, the entire network knew that He Wanrong was about to come out.

This news also made the fantasy essay competition icing on the cake again, and countless people were looking forward to it and looking forward to it more and more.

Especially He Wanrong's fans, they all came from "Chen Ergou's Demonic Life". Although the unfinished ending of "Chen Ergou" made them very upset and they were yelling to send blades to He Wanrong, when the new book was opened, they all snatched their heads and waited for a look, like a large and really fragrant scene.

"It smells so good!"

He Xiao picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth to chew it. The essay contest will officially start after twelve o'clock tonight. He specially added a meal for himself to prepare for the fight.

Zhang Xuran's dog nose is so smart. When she smells such fragrant pork ribs, she naturally comes to eat again. During the meal, she keeps talking: "You have creative fantasy new book? What are you going to write?"

"It's just a normal fantasy text, upgrade to fight monsters." He Xiao tore off a piece of pork ribs and said vaguely.

The fantasy texts in this world are already very mature, not as diverse as those in black phones, but they also have fixed routines, no longer monotonous and boring, and there is no shortage of upgrades and killing monsters.

Zhang Xuran said curiously: "Do you travel through time? Do you have golden fingers? It's the old man, the ring, etc."

He Xiao thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Well, it seems that there are no golden fingers, nor is it a time travel."

"Hanci, will you write online articles? I, an outsider, know that you will definitely have no future if you write like this!" Zhang Xuran rolled her eyes with contempt on her face.

In the early stage of Fantasy, I relied on my golden fingers as a highlight. He Xiao didn’t even write about the golden fingers, and he lost most of his head. Why did he compete with Bai Yi Shengxue and the others?

Only He Xiao had a smile on his lips. He knew that even without golden fingers, this novel would work.

After a meal.

There are lights outside the window.

He Xiao sat in the study and started to write, and the manuscripts of the new book had accumulated to 100,000.

And the grand story in his writing officially kicked off.

Yes, this novel is very slow to heat up, but it is definitely a clear stream among countless fantasy novels. Such an opening is unheard of and unseen.

Moreover, the plot behind it also went ups and downs, which was exciting. He Xiao even felt excited when he thought about it, and he wished he could travel to the world in the book to see the storm.

Time passes by.

With everyone's expectations, the middle of the day finally arrived!

At this moment, I don’t know how many people chose to participate in the essay competition and started creating new books.

He Xiao is also a member of this army. In the backstage of Qichen Chinese website, he was full of excitement and typed the title of the book—
Chapter completed!