Habitually, he wanted to delete the other person. His finger was already on the delete button when Wang Hao suddenly remembered, "No, today is my lucky day! If this guy added me on a lucky day, there must be a reason!"
Golden Sunflower: "Big brother, do you read novels?"
Wang Ritian: "Yes, what's up?"
Golden Sunflower: "I wrote a book, but it's not doing well. My mom told me to stop because she worries it will affect my studies. So I thought I'd randomly find someone nearby to chat with. I just want to know if I have any talent for writing. If I don't, I'll stop writing. Big brother, if you have time, can you help me take a look?"
Hm? What's this situation? A novelist coming to me?
Today is really my lucky day! Invincible!
There must be something strange about this!
Wang Ritian: "Sure, send it over!"
Golden Sunflower: "Really? Thank you, big brother!"
He said and sent a URL, which was on Fengyun Chinese Network.
Wang Hao clicked it open and looked at the data: "Fengyun War God, member clicks: 29, recommendation votes: 18, total word count: 168,547. This performance is really mediocre!"
He started reading, and after just two Chapters, Wang Hao was about to collapse: "Is this an exposition? What kind of plot is this? It starts by introducing some continent, with so many cities, and so many people in those cities. Where the protagonist is, what he is doing, and what he will do next... Other than the writing style, it has absolutely nothing!"
Wang Ritian: "You have a decent writing style, but this plot... Are you sure this is a novel? If I wasn't in a good mood today, I would have been put to sleep by this!"
Golden Sunflower: "So it's really no good? Big brother, do I really have no talent for writing?"
Wang Hao instinctively wanted to reply, "Yes, with this, no matter how you write, it'll flop," but he restrained himself. He thought it wouldn't be good to directly discourage such an eager little fellow. But the more he thought about it, the more excited he became!
First of all, he had the luck dice, which was powerful! However, it was clear that good luck could influence events but couldn't directly improve life. Action was the foundation of everything. No matter how lucky you were, lying in bed wouldn't make money fall on your head, right?
So the key still lay in action.
He was just an ordinary person without special skills. Even though he crossed over, he hadn't changed and was still the same old him. The only advantage was his extensive knowledge of entertainment.
For example, novels, music, movies, games, and variety shows.
But what's the use of knowledge alone? He could read novels but not write them; his memory wasn't photographic enough. At best, he just remembered the general plot and settings of some big hits.
His music was okay; he could remember tunes and lyrics but wouldn't embarrass himself by singing in karaoke. As for movies... Wang Hao knew he wasn't cut out to be a director, and he didn't have the money for it either.
So, an author who came to him voluntarily, especially one with good writing skills...
Today, he really was invincible!
Wang Hao suddenly got excited: "I know popular plots but can't write. My writing sucks. This guy's plot is no good, but his writing is. I can tell him the plot and let him write!"
He decisively entered hype mode!
Wang Ritian: "Your plot is unreadable. You need action! There needs to be fighting, all the time, fight, fight, fight! If someone asks, 'What are you looking at?' you reply, 'Looking at you, what else?' and then start the fight!"
Wang Hao's words clearly stunned the other side!
Golden Sunflower: "Really?"
Wang Ritian: "Of course! Why do you write? Is it just a hobby? Do you write when you feel like it and stop when you don't? Or do you want to develop in this field, make money, and support your family?"
This question was crucial and had to be clarified.
He had seen too many eunuch authors in the past life who either lost interest or thought the money wasn't enough. So even if he wanted to collaborate with Golden Sunflower, he had to understand his motivation first.
If it was just for fun, then forget it. They'd better not write for two days and then give up, hurting each other's feelings.
Golden Sunflower: "My family is in a bad condition, so I want to make some money to lighten the burden. Even a thousand yuan a month would help. But no one seems to like what I write. My mom worries it will affect my studies, and I'm conflicted, not knowing what to do..."
Wang Ritian: "That's simple. I have a good idea, but I don't have time to write. I'll pay you to write it for me. How about that?"
Golden Sunflower: "Huh? Really? How much will you pay? Five yuan per thousand words?"
When Wang Hao saw this, he was almost moved to tears!
What a good kid, trying to make money for his family, and only asking for five yuan per thousand words!
He knew that in terms of writing alone, the book he read earlier could definitely surpass most authors! Even those from the peak of online literature in his past life!
Wang Ritian: "Ten yuan per thousand words, payable daily. If the writing is good, the rate can go up!"
Golden Sunflower: "Ten yuan per thousand words! Really, big brother?! If I write ten thousand words a day, I could make a hundred yuan a day?! That's three thousand a month!"
Wang Ritian: "Of course it's real. How about it, if you're willing, I'll tell you my idea now!"
Golden Sunflower: "I'm willing! I am!"
Seeing Golden Sunflower agree, Wang Hao immediately started carefully sifting through suitable novels in his mind.
He had at least a dozen phenomenon-level online novels in his mind, but choosing the first one as a trial required careful consideration.
"If we talk about popular books, it has to be the books of the five Supreme Gods from my past life," Wang Hao thought to himself: "But which one?" After pondering, he re-read Golden Sunflower's book, and finally made up his mind.
He chose the most impactful and representative book.