"Okay, okay, you all calm down a little. I haven't seen you praise me." Zhang Chu said dissatisfiedly. These praises were all aimed at the name, but they actually had little to do with him.

As a real old bookworm, Zhang Bowen missed the new book written by his son, so he asked: "How much did you write today? Let your father come to help you catch the insects and give you some advice."

Although Chu Lan is not a fan of books, it is rare to watch the birth of a new global hot-selling work. She patted the mask on her face with her hand and said, "Is it scary?"

Zhang Chu honestly explained: "The part involved is not terrifying now, and the plot has not been fully unfolded. If you want to watch it, go to my computer to read it, but don't delete it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Bowen put down the half-chewed chicken wings and walked into his son's bedroom like an old child. Then Chu Lan followed behind him and walked in.

Only Zhang Chu was left alone sitting on the sofa and eating barbecue, watching the two football commentators on the TV nonsense.

He didn't think his parents could tell anything. He only wrote 10,000 words, and the exciting content was still behind. He couldn't see through all the words just by relying on these words, especially for suspense and thriller works, which were full of various twists and turns.

In the room, Chu Lan sat in a chair with confidence, while Zhang Bowen bent down next to him, staring at the computer screen with his eyes focused on his mind, wanting to see what this new book is.

The five words "Silence of the Lambs" are placed in the middle of the ord document, which looks very conspicuous. Without an introduction, the beginning is directly the main text.

They were used to talking, and Chu Lan said in surprise: "Is this a foreign background? It's both a FBI and a foreigner's name."

"Maybe this kind of suspense is not appropriate to put it in China. His book "The City of Psychological Crime" was reported by many people because it put the background in China. Fortunately, it was released. Our country is harmonious, how could such people appear, right?"

There has never been a shortage of people who are exaggerating. Those people are eager to repeat the incident in the 1960s and 1970s, and use these banners to satisfy their selfish desires.

Zhang Bowen actually quite understands Zhang Chu's approach and uses a foreign background to tell this story to avoid being single-size-fits-all from above. This is very smart and helpless.

This method certainly lacks a sense of inclusion for domestic readers, but it is at least safer for the work and will not suddenly disappear at some point.

Secondly, there is another advantage, that is, it will make overseas readers feel familiar. After all, Zhang Chu has exceeded the number of overseas readers in China, and FBI's name has long been spread all over the world with Hollywood film and television works!

"Okay, as long as the story is told well, the background actually doesn't have much impact on anything."

Chu Lan slid the mouse and read slowly, and found that the chief of FBI actually handed over a difficult and dangerous task to the intern female agent, which made her unable to help but complain: "Is there no one in the whole FBI? Such a dangerous thing should be done by someone else. When will the intern take on these?"

"I guess I want to use the beauty trick?" Zhang Bowen guessed, and he continued: "Did you see that Zhang Chu is so mysterious. He has always used the identity of a bystander to describe how terrifying Hannibal Lecter is. Everyone has high expectations for this demonic character. If this character can't bear the expectations of readers in the end, it would be dangerous!"

Director FBI is afraid of him, and the intern female agent is also afraid of him. The mental hospital isolates him heavily and even prevents any contact. All of this demonstrates the terror of that character.

Chu Lan continued to read with interest. Zhang Chu had already set the atmosphere to the fullest. The mysterious Professor Lecter was about to appear, but it was out of context here.

[The light in the last cell was on. She walked over and looked inward to the left side of the corridor. She knew that the sound of her heels had shown to the other party that she had arrived.]

"Not?"

Zhang Bowen looked at the ord display and this had already slipped to the bottom.

The key figure is about to appear, but it is stuck here, and it is so ecstatic that it is out of context!

"Why do you feel that these ten thousand words are so small? Could it be that the statistics are wrong?" Chu Lan began to question the statistics of ord.

Including the characters, there are about 12,000 characters in total, but I didn’t enjoy reading them at all!

"There should be no need to worry about this book. The suspense is set so well. If it were me, I would buy the whole book and read it with great success when I saw the first ten thousand words."

Zhang Chu didn't know what appeared at the door. He smiled and said to his parents: "Don't be anxious, this is just the beginning, there are a lot of exciting content behind it."

The facial mask on Chu Lan's face blocked her expression and sighed without principles: "Oh, now I suddenly want you to write this book "The Silence of the Lambs", otherwise "Ghost Blows Out the Light" will be released?"

"Don't listen to your damn, look at it for a long time. The character of a writer is still very important." Zhang Bowen pointed to the text on the screen and said, "These more than 10,000 words are really what you just wrote? I don't think there is any need to modify and polish it at all. You can take it out and post it directly!"

Zhang Chu spread his hands and said, "Although I only wrote it now, I have always had ideas and thoughts and thoughts, and I have been preparing for a long time."

"Good, nice. Good job! If you finish writing every day, please let me check it for you."

Zhang Bowen and Chu Lan walked out with relief. They did not force Zhang Chu to tell the story later. The content was exciting for oneself to read, and it would be boring to be spoiled.

The barbecue in the living room was not cold yet, so they had already watched the first 10,000 words of "The Silence of the Lambs", so they could only forcefully not think about the next plot.

Zhang Chu closed the door and sat back in front of the computer chair. It was only ten o'clock in the evening, and there was still time to write another chapter or two more.

He actually looked forward to seeing the real-time comments from readers, but the serialization of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" made him unable to escape for several months or even half a year. Now he doesn't dare to dig a hole in the station to open a new book.

"I really want to reveal some information. It feels so unhappy that I only know it!"

"No, I can't make me uncomfortable alone, I have to make others uncomfortable!"

Zhang Chu muttered to himself to the computer alone, and then a strange and strange idea suddenly came to his mind. He could leave some clues for readers online and let them guess that these materials just keep the reader's activity.
Chapter completed!