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133. Eye-Opening, Suddenly Enlightened (2Nd Update, Please Subscribe!)

Seeing that Tang Feng was still searching for information, Xia Qiu walked over naturally.

The lighting and photography immediately adjusted the lens and lighting focus accordingly.

Fatty Wang also offered to give up his position to Xia Qiu.

After Xia Qiu thanked him, he sat down and chatted with Tang Feng like an old friend.

In the casual conversation, after asking some questions about the creation that the readers care about, Xia Qiu stopped bothering Tang Feng.

Tang Feng easily withdrew his attention and summarized the information he had just collected.

Start writing today's manuscript.

Xia Qiu was watching from the side.

Look for bright spots that can be tapped.

Lighting and photography also do their jobs, lighting and shooting seriously.

When Tang "Four Eight Three" Feng started to write, his typing speed made the keyboard fly.

God-level proficiency in writing also makes his story language like a waterfall, as the fingers dance on the keyboard, it spurts out ~ gushing ~ quickly.

Xia Qiu looked at the rapidly increasing number of words in the document, Tang Feng's writing style in one go, and the almost invisible fingers on the keyboard...

Unconsciously, he was dazed for a moment.

The photographer sharply adjusted the camera position and took a close-up shot at close range.

Tang Feng didn't notice it at all, it only took ten minutes to finish writing two chapters of the manuscript, and then he stopped.

Xia Qiu took a deep breath, calmed down the surprise in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, your way of writing seems to be different from others?"

"I have read and done many interviews and memoirs of literary masters before."

"For a literary master like you, the public's inherent perception is that whenever you write something, every sentence, every word, and even every word in the article has to be deliberated for a long time."

"But Mr. Tang, you write in one go, and the speed is unbelievably fast."

"May I ask Teacher Tang, is there any secret to this, or are there factors we don't understand?"

Tang Feng smiled slightly: "It's not that complicated."

"I just have a story in my heart."

"The process of creation is just to show the story.

"In addition, my vocabulary and Chinese foundation are really good, and my input speed is not bad...

"That's why the speed of writing is a bit fast in your opinion."

Xia Qiu smiled.

Then, silently glanced at the word count of the document on Tang Feng's computer.

4302#...

She suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

The show hosts are usually half linguists, and their writing skills are extremely good.

Xia Qiu himself usually writes a lot.

But under normal circumstances, even with her high professional level, she can write a qualified speech of at most 1,000 to 2,000 words in an hour.

But Tang Feng, who wrote this phenomenon-level bestseller worth ten yuan a word.

4302 words, but it took more than ten minutes...

Looking at the document on Tang Feng's computer, Xia Qiu tentatively asked, "Is such a manuscript your first draft, Mr. Tang?"

"I heard that many literary workers, after writing a piece of text, will repeatedly consider and deliberate before finally letting them meet the public."

"Is your work so popular, is it also the product of repeated deliberation and deliberation?"

Tang Feng smiled: "Repeated tempering is the spirit of a craftsman."

"But words, in my opinion, the last thing you need is craftsmanship."

"Wherever you want to go, what you write, this is what makes storytellers and writers really different from other people and professions."

It was the first time Xia Qiu heard such remarks, but it felt like an eye-opening and enlightenment.

She glanced at Tang Feng with a little admiration: "It's no wonder Mr. Tang can write such a phenomenon-level best-selling work at such a young age. This insight and understanding is really eye-opening.

"Suddenly I really want to read Teacher Tang's masterpiece..."

Tang Feng casually turned the computer screen to Xia Qiu.

The photographer subconsciously prepares to zoom in.

Xia Qiu made a gesture to signal him not to shoot, so as not to leak Tang Feng's draft.

Seeing this, Tang Feng didn't say much, but he had a little more affection for this sexy hostess.

Xia Qiu didn't notice this, her eyes were all on the computer screen.

After just scanning the content on the computer document at a glance, a little turbulence arose in her heart.

Because, even from the perspective of a well-read reader.

Even if she has not read the previous article of this novel.

Xia Qiu was completely fascinated by these two chapters.

Whether it is the writing or the story itself, she was deeply impressed.

After reading the document, she glanced at Tang Feng again and smiled.

The dimples on her face made Fatty Wang and others, who had been silently paying attention to her and Tang Feng, all drunk.

Xia Qiu didn't care about the gazes of these three people at all, but looked at Tang Feng with some admiration and appreciation, his eyes were like water: "Teacher Tang really brought us too many surprises today.

"After this interview, can I buy a 1.7 autographed book from Mr. Tang in my own name?"

Tang Feng smiled: "My honor."

Xia Qiu naturally pushed the strands of black hair from the ear to the back of the ear, smiled at Tang Feng and asked a few more questions.

Tang Feng answered naturally, revealing his truest thoughts.

After that, just as usual, flip through a few books.

When the time is almost up, go to the classroom for class.

Xia Qiu, photographers, lighting engineers and others also followed in his footsteps and continued to shoot daily materials about him in all directions.

Tang Feng didn't care, just like usual.

Do the things you usually do, and spend it peacefully and slowly in the way you like. .