The fluorescent glow of the computer reflects π's face, and the sniffle glasses shimmer with the sheen of metal of unknown material.

It slowed down its movements, pressing the keyboard letter by letter, for fear of disturbing the rest of others. The speed of pressing the keys can't keep up with the speed of thinking, which will inevitably slow down the progress of writing, but this is also a helpless thing.

In the dead of night, even the sound of the laptop fan was particularly harsh, and π glanced sideways in the direction of the bedroom from time to time to see if it disturbed Zhang Zi'an and the other elves.

After Zhang Zi'an and the snow lion quarreled for a while, the room returned to silence, and Richard, who would have been in the fun at this time, was unfortunately unable to participate because of night blindness.

Lao Cha has been sleeping soundly, with an indifferent demeanor that Mount Tai collapsed on the top and his color remained unchanged.

Xinghai just looked at it, closed his eyes again, and lay peacefully in the crib, bathed in the soft moonlight.

π and Fina looked at each other and quickly looked away.

Fina, who had slept enough during the day, was sleepy at night, and her green eyes scanned the room majestically.

Pegasus wasn't asleep yet, tossing and turning on the blanket, looking forward to the pomp and circumstance of the movie when it was released. There was a small nightlight there, providing a faint light.

When I came to the pet store, π had grown accustomed to such nights - almost every day before going to bed, a certain elf would toss around, usually one of the snow lion and Richard, as if it were some kind of sleep ritual.

π tried not to pay attention to Fina's awe-inspiring gaze, focusing on the screen in front of him, thinking about the next plot.

After another moment, the time in the lower right corner of the screen becomes 23 o'clock.

π was suddenly relieved, firstly because it was almost done with today's chapter, and secondly because Fina's sight was gone.

The snow lion began to chirp, and the old tea snored slightly, and Flying Mars kicked his leg like a nightmare, but did not wake up.

From this point on, it is the real night of the pet store.

As the only sober elf on the second floor, π inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

It yawned, took off its glasses, rubbed its sore eyes, and put them back on. The handwriting on the screen did not change much, because the glasses did not have a prescription, and the glasses were worn only so that they could read the nameless book.

Actually, π don't want to stay up late, but for some reason, the thoughts in the dead of night are always exceptionally smooth, and the plot that is incomprehensible during the day is immediately accessible at night, just like a famous saying - inspiration and ghosts, always like to haunt at night.

By the time π yawn a second time, it had finished writing today's chapter and uploaded.

The number of people who inevitably had to see the collection when uploading a new chapter, 58 people, was suddenly hit by the excitement of being immersed in the story of the past.

Some authors like to write a message to the reader at the end of the chapter, but π never does that because it doesn't know if anyone is reading them. Although there were 58 collectors, it felt that these people should all have occasionally seen the title of the book and added it to the shelf, but did not look at it, as evidenced by the empty book review section.

It moved its mouse to the "Publish" button, but did not press it, as if it suddenly thought of something, and wrote in the "Author's Testimonial" area at the end of the chapter: I don't know if anyone is reading this book, can friends who see this line say something in the book review area?

After writing it, it quickly pressed the "publish" button as if it was afraid that it would regret it.

Will anyone speak tomorrow?

It had no hope for it, and felt that its heart had become a cold stone, falling in the endless void.

π closed the ORD file, closed the computer again, took off the nose-clipping glasses and put them on the nameless book, and jumped into the hanging basket rattan chair.

Even though it had tried to lighten its movements, the basket rattan chair still made a slight creak and swayed back and forth, after all, this thing was designed that way.

π nervously held his breath and pricked up his ears to listen to the sounds in the room.

Old Tea's snoring paused slightly, then resounded, and the sleep of the other elves did not seem to be affected.

π exhaled softly, and was finally able to close his eyes and sleep peacefully, at least hoping to have a good dream in his sleep.

However, it backfired.

As soon as it closed its eyes, the ORD document and the plot of the day appeared in front of it, and the events that took place before it arrived at the pet store were played out like a marquee.

It's fun!

It closed its eyes and smiled, if only I could have come a little earlier.

After a while, the specific time was not clear, it was about half past eleven, and π, who had not yet fallen asleep, suddenly heard a faint slight friction sound in the direction of the bedroom.

Is it the snow lion who wants to tease Zhang Zi'an again? Anyway, it is too late, and if they wake up Fina by tossing and flying birds and dogs, Fina will definitely be furious.

π opened his eyes and looked over there, but unexpectedly did not see the big blue eyes of the snow lion, but saw the light of Zhang Zi'an's mobile phone screen.

Hasn't he fallen asleep so late? Or is he just looking at the time?

He did glance at the time, then turned his neck as if to look in the direction of the desk, π quickly retracted his head into the hanging basket.

A moment later, it quietly poked its head out again and saw Zhang Zi'an still holding his mobile phone. The phone screen has become the main source of light in the room at present, so he probably doesn't notice that the π in the dark is watching him.

Zhang Zi'an didn't fall asleep after lying down, on the one hand, because he was guarding against the night attack of the snow lions, and on the other hand, he wanted to wait for π to fall asleep before sleeping. He heard the sound of the computer fan disappear and wanted to sleep, but he lost his sleepiness, lay on the bed for a while, and simply picked up his phone.

He launched the starting point app and found some books with about 100,000 to 200,000 words, especially those with good grades, and quickly skimmed the beginning.

To tell the truth, most of these books he couldn't read at all, they were very white, and there was no logic, maybe he was past the age of reading such books, but he knew that if he wanted to make progress and succeed, he must focus on learning the strengths of others, rather than pointing fingers at the shortcomings of others, so he still tried his best patience and perseverance to continue reading.

The room was quiet, and the sound of elves breathing was reassuring.

The sleepiness that had been lost came during the reading of these books, and several times he unknowingly took a nap, and the hand holding the phone sank down, and then suddenly woke up and continued reading.

Time passed slowly, and it was past 1 o'clock in the night.

He knew that he should go to bed, otherwise he would be sleepy during the day tomorrow, and he told himself repeatedly - he would sleep after reading the next one, but he read one by one......

He only reads the first 100,000 words of each book, and the first 100,000 words are only forty or fifty chapters, and he browses at a very fast speed, he doesn't need to interpret the plot of the book, just looks for the shining point from other people's words and sentences.

Compared with the main text, he actually prefers to read the testimonials written by these authors inside and outside the chapter, whether it is thanks or complaining, it seems to witness their mental journey in the process of writing, especially those depressed authors, he seems to have a sense of sympathy for them who have never met.

After reading a book, he was already sleepy and couldn't stand it, and when he looked at the time on his phone, it was already past 2 o'clock in the night, and there were only more than four hours left before he got up, and he would be sleepy tomorrow...... Why don't you go to bed first?

However, there was only one book left on the shelf, and he hesitated for half a second, but decided to finish the book before going to sleep, probably because of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

This is a city called "Diplomat of the Underworld", the label is hilarious, reborn, ghosts, to be honest, this has nothing to do with the wind and horses π wrote, but I looked at this book half a month earlier than π, and it is currently less than 200,000 words, but the collection is close to 10,000, presumably this one must be outstanding.

Anyway, there was only this one left, so he beat his spirit and clicked on this one.

The content is probably about the protagonist being reborn for some reason, not only is he reborn, but he also has an extra system in his head that can deal with ghosts. The system will issue him quest reward equipment to kill evil ghosts and evil people...... That's pretty much what it means.

The wording and sentence construction of this book is a little awkward, and there are many typos, but it is barely boring, he read chapter by chapter, and when he saw that it was almost 3 o'clock at night, he had read 50 chapters of about 100,000 words. The rest of the books he had already switched to the next one when he read this number of words, but there was only this one left, and he decided to read ten more chapters because he hadn't found the highlights of this one, and how would it have been successful without them?

If he couldn't find a bright spot after reading ten more chapters and went to sleep, he made up his mind that he couldn't stay up all night anymore.

When he read chapter 57, Zhang Zi'an's fingers that kept scrolling to turn the page suddenly stopped.

The author complained at the end of chapter 57, to the effect that he had written for a month, and his grades were still dismal, especially one sentence that deeply touched Zhang Zi'an - "I have been preparing this book for a long time, to say something shameless, I want to become a god, my children can't get recognition, or even a chance, I'm not reconciled." ”

From this sentence, Zhang Zi'an could feel the resentment in the author's heart, and at the same time made him curious - when the author wrote chapter 57, his grades were very dismal, but his current grades are very good, what happened in the middle?

He kept looking.

The answer was revealed after only two chapters.

At the end of chapter 59, the author writes in his testimonial - "How to say, I was in a mood for a day today, to be exact, since the early hours of yesterday morning, after talking to Morning Ape Star in the comment area, I added my book to the book list, because he has a lot of friends and many people who follow his book list, so my book is also seen by more people...... Thank you for adding a lot of books to my list. ”

What's the situation?

Zhang Zi was relieved, this was the second time he saw the word "book list", the first time was in the Wanghai Pavilion forum, when someone replied to the post that it was useless to go to the book review area to advertise, but it was useful to advertise in the book list.

From depressed to high-spirited, it only took two chapters?

He was in no mood to go through the plots that he wasn't interested in, so he quickly turned the pages back, and when he saw chapter 84, the book already had 5,000 collections, and by chapter 59 it was less than 1,000.

In just 25 chapters, the vicissitudes of life.

I see...... The book list is really a thing that can turn decay into magic, and let more people see it. But...... If you want the owner of the book list to pay attention to you and add your own to the book list, you need to advertise in the book list first.

What exactly is a book list, and why does it have such a strong magic?

This one called "Morning Ape Star" is probably a single master?

Zhang Zi'an's mind was a little confused due to extreme sleepiness, staring at the black ceiling and thinking for a while, but he never thought of anything, so it was better to study it after waking up tomorrow.

He was afraid that he would forget it when he got up tomorrow, so he bookmarked Chapter 59, then stuffed his phone under the pillow, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and soon fell asleep.

After the phone screen went off, the room was once again covered in darkness, and the only artificial light source was the dim night light next to Feimath.

Zhang Zi'an was very careful in the process of reading the book, thinking that he did not make any noise and would not disturb the elves' sleep, but in fact, some elves had woken up, and some elves had not slept.

For hours, π watched him in the dark. Its eyes are not like the eyes of Xinghai, Fina, Lao Cha, and Snow Lion, which sparkle in the dark due to the presence of reflective film under the eyes, and unlike Richard, who is blind in the dark, no one notices it.

It peeked out from the side of the hanging basket, saw several pairs of eyes shining and extinguished, saw Zhang Zi'an's brows furrowed and stretched when illuminated by the mobile phone screen, and saw the moonlight quietly changing angles indoors.

It's time to go to bed - it has repeatedly wanted to remind Zhang Zi'an that it is time to go to bed, you have to get up so early tomorrow, and after waking up, you have to do heavy cleaning work, go to the bank to run a loan, and you have to discuss the decoration of the shoe store with the construction team, and you have to deal with all kinds of tricky customers...... If you don't get enough sleep, you'll be sleepy.

But it didn't say it because it couldn't speak, and the computer was turned off, and it couldn't type...... But the more important reason is that it needs to bite its wrist so that it doesn't cry.

Why?

Wouldn't it be easier to just say, "Give up"?

There are many more important things for you to worry about, such as Xinghai who is still afraid of people, such as Fina who hides her heart, such as Lao Cha, who is getting old, such as the snow lion who always likes to play tricks on you, such as Richard, who doesn't want to love anymore, and Pegasus who struggles in another world......

Why spend time on a book that is doomed to fail?

Why...... And spend time with me?

The π canine tooth had already bitten four deep marks on its arm, and it retracted its head, pulled up the blanket to cover its body, and curled up in the basket like a baby in the mother's womb.

There was a faint creak from the basket, and several pairs of eyes lit up and went out.

Dead.

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Part of the content of this chapter is true.,That one is actually called "The Diplomat of the Underworld.,The 20th floor of a top post in the book review area and my reply on April 8th.,Squeak!