Really!

What the hell is this written about?

I can’t stand it myself!

leave!

[Hey! Bullshit author! Why are Chang Yufeng and that Lin'er always familiar with each other? 】

[Yes, yes! Isn’t this a gift for my wife? It’s too cliché! 】

[And more! Can you really bear it that Chang Yufeng is so miserable? I see that your heart is so evil! You are simply leading an evil person! 】

[Yes! They also said that Chang Yufeng and Chen Lin suffered from nine reincarnations. I don’t think the author has any strange hobbies? Shake M?]

[To put it nicely, the writing style is changeable, but to put it badly, isn’t it just nonsense? What rubbish is written! What a useless author.]

[Return to the author? Return to the author? Return to the author? Is he worthy? Is he worthy? Is he worthy? I am the one who deserves the key, is he worthy? 】

[I am a fortune teller? What does he think? What a bullshit?]

[Vulgar! It’s really vulgar! I want to see a man and a woman falling in love! I’m not looking for torture! T*m, after watching it for so long, have you ever given me candy? Have you ever given me candy? 】

[Isn’t it okay to just write an adventure without CP? No? I have to write about romance! Such a good worldview is wasted! A useless author!]

【Waste author!】

【Waste author＋1!】

【wotashimo＋1!】

"Okay, okay! Stop looking!" She patted his shoulder and turned off the screen: "Everything should be done for the best, don't you think?"

"Hey..." He lowered his head, put his hands on the keyboard, and reluctantly took them away, as if the people typing these words were sitting in front of him and competing with him. Those people had no faces,

But with a sad smile.

"If you're in a bad mood today, don't write anymore! Just relax! By the way! I've also caught up on the latest chapter of your novel..." She drank twice as much coffee and took a look at it with interest.

he.

"You also think...it sucks?" He looked at her with unconfident eyes. He could only look at her high heels, which had a beautiful plastic white flower on them, with silver glass pieces dotted on them.

"Don't say that!" She drank the coffee.

Looking out the window at the endless sky...

"Maybe... there really is a spiritual world in this world..."

"No... the spiritual world... is just my imagination... those... are just things in my novels..." He preferred not to speak, but... he had to tell her that all of this,

false.

"You have such low self-esteem... I think it's time for you to give yourself a holiday! Gong Xin... do you... want to go to the party?" She walked to the water dispenser, poured some hot water, and washed the cup.

, poured into the bucket, she extended the invitation, so naturally.

"I don't want to go there now...Thank you..." He stood up to get a cup and wanted to drink water.

"No, you really should relax..." She watched him come over, stood next to the water dispenser, and watched her fetch water.

"I can only hold back four thousand words every day... Although my heart is a little tired, my body is not tired at all... I don't need any relaxation at all..." He drank half a cup of hot water, and then

He pressed the blue cold water again, and the water flowed into his cup, like a drop of time, slowly flowing away.

His voice was indeed not tired, but his hands were trembling slightly.

He lowered his head. When he came to fetch water, he kept his head lowered. Only then did he raise his head and saw her somewhat suspicious eyes.

"Okay! I'm really tired..."

"Be honest and be kind to yourself...remember that advertisement? Women, be kind to yourself..." She put the cup on her place, picked up her satchel and slung it over her shoulder.

"Huh? But I'm a boy..." His voice was a little high, and he looked at her bag while drinking water.

"It's the same for men... This advertisement is a bit sexist, but women just like to hear it..." She smiled, stood in her position, and looked at him.

She wanted to leave, but she still lingered for a while.

"Discrimination... This is the first time I've heard of it. Isn't this a matter of pastoral feminism?" He also smiled and stopped looking at her.

The clouds over there are like winding ancient dragons with four claws of golden scales. Even in the endless sky, they are roaming wantonly. There, there is light shining on "its" claws, shining brightly.

Suddenly, the clouds changed... and huddled together, like a smiling round face, smiling at me.

"Oh, it's discrimination against men! Why can't men be nicer to themselves? Why do women need to be nicer to themselves? Are you right?" When she smiled, she was tying up her hair, with a ponytail on her

The back of the head is light and swaying, feeling refreshed and at ease.

"Hahahahahaha, you are such a genius... No wonder you are always on the best-seller list..." He smiled happily, watching the smile turn into a fat cloud, like a falling gourd.

"Okay! I'm leaving! Remember to come! At eight o'clock in the evening, some of my friends and I will have dinner at [Wutong Garden]. They will definitely like you..." She left, waving her hand as she left: "

Bye-Bye……"

"Okay..." He nodded, watching her ponytail swaying away: "Thank you, Qingyuan..."

His voice was very soft, but she still heard it.

"Remember to come!"

"good!"

She indeed walked step by step, and the sound of high heels gradually disappeared...

He slowly sat down again.

"Hey..." He sighed, touched his temples and rubbed them. He didn't feel very good. He pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his eyes.

"It's so difficult...what the hell did I write..." He laughed to himself, looking at the obscene words on the screen, he really couldn't muster the motivation to write.

He will not think about deleting these bad words, even if he has the authority, no matter what, this is an evaluation that can make him understand what he wrote.

【Did you know? I quite like your works! Come on!——Yuan】

This piece of information was so sudden and light among so many bad words that it seemed to disappear without a trace.

He exhaled...

Typing on the keyboard.

[Chang Yufeng...said: "Lin'er, we need to enter the dreamland...and then we can find our original body...This dreamland may be long, it may be short, it may be beautiful, it may be terrifying...Although this is

Dreams, but there may be frivolousness that hurts you..."]

Typo, delete two spaces.

[Situation, you must find a subject and know that you are in a dream...]

pause……

He shook his head... deleted the entire paragraph...

"What if... I was Chang Yufeng... and I had gone through so many failed reincarnations... would I be crazy?" He said to himself, patting his head...

If this is the case, this reincarnation may not be so real. No matter how powerful a person is, he still needs a belief to support... otherwise he will collapse sooner or later...

"Let me see...if you can give him a belief..."

Click the mouse on a chapter to read the chapter name.

No fire…

Like him...

The conversation between the one who took the body and the one who was taken away...

This is the truth...for me...

"Would a man really do so many things for a woman?" He was a little shocked that the character he wrote was so... persistent.

From being ignorant at the beginning, to being cautious, to being able to live a good life on the hill even after leaving that family and the so-called supreme king.

Has Chang Yufeng gone through so much just for a little girl who owes something?

Chang Yufeng...what should I be thinking about? What should I want to get?

I... really write poorly...

It's hard to find a man in the world who would do so many things for a woman.

In this world, men only think about giving women bouquets, diamonds, cosmetics, and love words.

Instead of... oneself again and again...

life……

That's...

His life...

The mouse... no longer clicks... He supported his head with his hands and sat on the desk. He pulled his hair. This man who created his own creation has devoted his life life after life...

If it were myself...

Do you have the guts?

How could a child suffer so much suffering that he himself cannot experience...
To be continued...