The spring mountains are like daisies, the willows are like smoke, and the drizzle in the March day obscures all the scenery in a hazy way, making the whole world blurred, as if walking out of three steps, you will pass through the fog and see the true face of this world is completely different.

Through the window, I watched the waterlogged road stretch to both ends, the occasional farmer in rain boots walked by, and the yellow dog drenched in juice shook his head and ran around, except for the bumpy bus.

"Yesterday afternoon, a touching thing happened in the West Lake Park of this city, a lady suddenly fell into the water, the woman's boyfriend shouted whether anyone knows the water, and suddenly there were more than a dozen tall, short, fat and thin men and women of all ages jumped into the water, but none of them could swim, and after the investigation, they were the authors......"

A fat finger stopped changing the channel, and after reading this news that promotes the spirit of righteousness and bravery, he was moved to let out a yearning exclamation, after all, he is also a person who knows water.

"I don't know how you found me, only the website has my address information, do you know the people inside the website?"

"I do have a few books that have controversial endings. But there's a reason for me!"

"My first book, at best, is it unfinished? What's wrong with the open-ended ending? I don't have any subscriptions to write it again, and the labor paid is not proportional to the harvest, ten years ago, at that time, genuine readers were really as rare as giant pandas, and they couldn't earn two hundred yuan a day. ”

"My second book, it's finished, many people are not satisfied with the ending, but where is the ending that everyone is satisfied with? Nearly four million words, what else? Everything that should be explained has been explained, and what has been changed has also been collected. ”

"My third book...... I wrote something I shouldn't have written, and the website asked me to open a new book, what could I do? This book also made me infamous. ”

"My fourth book...... I wrote some sequels later.,It's almost done to explain what should be explained.,The male and female protagonists have been written.,Do you have to have a happy ending?"

"My fifth book...... The website is not right.,The readers of that website don't like to see my set of things.,The platform is very important.,Do you understand?There's not many readers.,There's not much interaction.,It's not interesting to write.,Although it's a buyout.,But writing a novel.,It's not interesting just to earn manuscript fees.。 ”

"My sixth book...... It's really finished, and it's the only book I have left, and I've changed my mind and gone out of the palace to be a man. ”

After speaking, this ordinary-looking, like the vast majority of middle-aged people, will look a little honest because of his fortune, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he shows a hint of pride in a reserved manner, the author speaks with strength, he used to have a very poor character in professional ethics, and now he is working hard to reshape his image, and the current effect is not good or bad, but at least not everyone shouts and fights.

His name is Ma Shilong, and he is an online novel author, and like most people in this industry, he has many pen names and has written a lot of unfinished novels.

I have been writing for many years, barely a little talented, and I worked hard in the early years, relying on my own style to accumulate some old readers, intermittent updates and some things that hurt people's character, and drove away some readers, but the plate of online literature is getting bigger and bigger, and a large number of new readers have poured into the growing platform, which can always maintain a certain number of readers.

Ma Shilong's writing is also okay, generally speaking, it is not enough to hit the street, but there are some congenital deficiencies to become a god, in short, the current life is more than the upper than the bottom, relying on this relatively subsistence income, and now life is also leisurely.

He lives in the suburbs of green mountains and clear waters, because it is a freelancer, he does not have to work 9 to 5, and the traffic problem has little impact on him, as long as the express delivery can arrive, then there will always be someone who can send daily necessities to the door, not to mention that there are various errand platforms to find someone to help him do such and such trivial things.

It's a good day...... In addition to playing games and escaping and being punished by the judgment sickle, ordering a takeaway of radish soup and eating ginseng, there is only one thing in front of me, a man who claims to be his reader comes to the door and asks him to finish a novel he wrote before, "My Wife is the Empress of Zhou".

In fact, this novel, Ma Shilong is not even written under the current pen name, almost no readers know that he once had such an unfinished work, eunuchs are not a glorious thing, although Ma Shilong has countless eunuchs, but at least he knows right and wrong, and he will not be ashamed but proud, and talk about his eunuch history everywhere.

I don't know where the person in front of me knew that Ma Shilong was the author of this book, and even found him at home to ask him to finish the book.

"Comrade author, I have only come here for one purpose, that is, I hope you can finish "My Wife is the Empress of the Zhou Kingdom", have you ever thought that if your novel is not finished, in addition to the readers, will it have an impact on whom?" said the young man sitting opposite Ma Shilong in a gentle tone.

Ma Shilong looked at this young man, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary height, and an ordinary dress, and there was nothing special, quiet, distant, clean, and elegant.

If the young man in front of him appears in the novel, there are only two possibilities...... Either the protagonist or a passerby who doesn't even have a name.

After all, in order to impress readers and show their ability to portray characters, the author will more or less give some personality traits or appearance labels to the supporting characters to improve the recognition of the characters, and can even use these characteristics and labels as foreshadowing to facilitate the development of the plot later.

The main character is different...... The protagonist can have a distinct personality, be ugly enough to be cut, and handsome enough to be cut by someone.

The protagonist can also be mediocre...... He is the "protagonist", he only needs this one label, and the rest is not so important.

"Who else will it have an impact?" Ma Shilong came back to his senses, he has formed a professional habit, many times when he looks at people and things, it is easy to be distracted by a kind of writing thinking, the young man in front of him is called Qin Luming, Ma Shilong remembers that Qin Luming also mentioned it when he introduced himself, Qin Luming is also writing online novels.

It's a budding bar.,Always very enthusiastic.,A lot of ideas.,Emotions are high and your mind is active.,But it's often difficult to accurately express what is in your head.。

"The characters in the book. ”

"The characters in the book?" Ma Shilong laughed, this statement is a bit too pretentious...... Ma Shilong remembered a lot of extreme fans in the book circle, but the books chased by those extreme fans are some works that are popular, like a eunuch novel many years ago, there are also extreme fans, which is a bit incredible.

"Have you ever wondered...... In the world you create, those characters are also flesh and blood, they have their own thoughts, their own pursuits, their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows...... But as soon as you interrupt your creation, their world will come to a standstill, or collapse...... Permanently enclosed in a world frozen in time. Qin Luming snapped his fingers, "Just like our world, after a snap of the fingers, it will be eternally stagnant, what kind of feeling will you have?"

Ma Shilong's chubby fingers began to press the TV remote control again, knowing that the other party was such a neurotic, he simply denied his identity when the other party came to the door.

"I didn't think that our world would not stand still forever after a snap of the fingers, and that there were no flesh-and-blood characters in the world I created, it was just fictional ......"

Ma Shilong's voice stopped abruptly, and a black hammer flew in from the window and smashed into Ma Shilong's head.

Ma Shilong, died ...... Probably.