Retired Villainess Transmigrates into a Cannon Fodder

realized that this particular work will definitely end up as a big hit once published.
As long as the quality of the story remains consistent as her ten-thousand-word manuscript, this piece of work definitely has the potential to  surpass “Immortal Demon.”

Recalling Chu Xiang’s words about wanting to write a story that surpasses “Immortal Demon,” Zhuo Yu now understood that she was being serious.
Having ascertained that fact, he read through her manuscript even more carefully once again.
Since she was still considered new in the writing industry, he could make out a few problems in her story and marked them accordingly in the manuscript — even including some of his own suggestions.

Having done so, Zhuo Yu suddenly felt the urge to write himself.
As such, he turned on his writing software and wrote a total of twenty thousand words.
Pleasantly surprised, his excited readers left behind many comments, asking what happened for him to write so much today.
After all, the usual six thousand daily words had actually skyrocketed up to a total of twenty thousand words! How could his readers not be exhilarated? It would be great if he was motivated to write so much every day.

Reading the comments of his readers, Zhuo Yu could not help but burst into laughter.
Surely, writing an average of twenty thousand words per day was far too demanding even for someone like him.
In fact, no one could possibly achieve such a feat.

This was simply how writing worked.
On some days, one would have the motivation to write out thirty or even forty thousand words.
But on others, they would not be able to write even a hundred.
In other words, one’s mood is extremely important when it comes to creative writing.
In fact, even he had experienced falling into a slump after receiving bad feedback from his readers.
Thus, he was beyond surprised to see how Chu Xiang was able to write so well and come up with such a good manuscript for her new work, especially after the recent events.

Speaking of which, Chu Xiang must possess rock-solid mental strength.
But in that case, the previous case of her sudden heart attack must not have been caused by the backlash from the Internet.
Perhaps he might have misunderstood.

Just as Zhuo Yu was about to shut his laptop down, the bell to his front door suddenly rang.
In the next moment, Liang Jun could be heard shouting from the other end of the door.
“Zhuo Yu, open the door! I brought over a lot of food.
Hurry up, my arms are gonna give out soon!”

Hearing that, Zhuo Yu quickly walked over to open his door.
Upon doing so, Liang Jun trudged in with several bags in his hand before placing them all down on the floor.
“Phew! That was a close one! I’m hella tired right now, so could you bring me some water? The parking lot was completely full for whatever reason, so I parked rather far away and carried everything all the way over from there.
How exhausting!”

Crossing his arms and leaning against the door, Zhuo looked at him and asked, “What did you bring over? Why did you even bring your stationery with you? Surely, you couldn’t be…”