Volume 2 The Battle for the Train Meteorite Chapter 1 Too much water will go into the small black house
Even Hayou, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know if you miss it.
I am the author of "The Guide to Fighting the Street", and I have been busy with work lately and have been diving for a long time.
This kid seems to be a little carried away, and everything he writes is water cultivation.
It's not that I'm averse to cultivation, after all, he writes in great detail.
What I'm disgusted with is that this kid's plot has not progressed at all, it's all water, and the two big men can talk for a long time.
Do you write about male love?
So, this time, I decided to make a wave of him.
Let him know that we exist.
Deposited this text in the "Fighting Street Duan Geng's Training Guide", the author of Fighting Street called up Duan Geng's manuscript and clicked on the return button below the manuscript.
In the dialog box that pops up on the screen, type "The plot is too watery, don't cultivate too much, you are writing a novel, not a cultivation cheats." The author clicks the OK button.
Seeing the pop-up box indicating that the operation was successful, the street fighter closed the computer and began to watch the ubiquitous surveillance video.
There is no doubt that all the people inside are Duan Geng.
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With a melancholy face, Duan Geng felt a burst of melancholy at the thought of returning to that cold, empty, simply decorated, and palatial home.
Mom and Dad worked too hard, and it was really not a good start for their son, who wanted to be a salted fish.
As soon as he was born, he had no worries about food and clothing, and there was a special tutor for everything he studied, Duan Geng lost the opportunity to communicate with the outside world since he was a child.
It's not right, there are occasionally some beautiful little sisters or little sisters at home who come over to play, and Duan Geng's past is not too boring.
It's just that I don't know why, those little sisters, little sisters always want to watch elephants with him......
After watching it once or twice, Duan Geng decided that it was better not to watch it.
It's a little embarrassing.
So he righteously rejected those beautiful little sisters, little sisters, and embarked on the road of the strong alone.
I applied for a university without telling my parents.
His parents' residence was far away from his university, and it would take about three to four hours to fly him, and he didn't have much money with him at the time, so he only took out a handful of pocket money.
Count it bit by bit, and it will be more than 100,000.
Thinking about his future life, Duan Geng chose the train at that time, took it for 39 hours, and finally arrived in the city where his university was located.
And now, four or five years have passed, and the money left on Duan Geng's body is more than 200,000.
Can't even afford a house.
Alas, it's all tears.
Fishing back home from the deep sea, Duan Geng lay down on the bed with a puff.
Looking at the ceiling of the same, Duan Geng always felt that his life was a failure.
If you want to be an author, or an online writer, why is it so difficult to make some money?
I pulled out my phone and looked at the latest notifications.
"The plot is too watery, don't cultivate too much, you're writing a novel, not a cultivation cheats. ”
In Duan Geng's bewildered expression, he saw the short station sent to him by the author who hit the street before.
This is a short station! The legendary street fighters have gone through vicissitudes of life, and they have been unable to wait for many years!
It's just that this content is a bit ......
"Ahaha...... It must be fake, it must be fake......"
Duan Geng had tears in his eyes, and he vaguely heard the "update" that the lovely Miss Sadako said to him, and the cold and snow-white little hands were still vivid.
"How could I cry...... I didn't cry...... Short ...... That's a short stop!"
Duan Geng wiped the rain gushing out of his eyes, and picked up the notebook unhappily.
Now the situation is very clear, the gang of perverts in the little black house don't like to watch cultivation, they want the plot......
But when it comes to the plot......
Duan Geng thought about it, and the mist in his eyes was a lot thicker.
Why don't you let Liang Xin and Dongguo Yulong do the foundation! plus the beautiful master of Dongguo Yulong, the three of them have a pure love Shura field......
It's going to be fun! really, it's going to be fun!
There is true love between people of the same sex, and between people of the opposite sex, the other party only wants to see your elephant.
There is no true love between the opposite sex!
Duan Geng always remembers the teachings of his FFF group, there is no heterosexuality in the world, there is a pair of burners!
"Divine Fire Technique. ”
With a snap of his fingers, his left hand was in his heart, and a small flame burned on his fingers.
Duan Geng blew out the fire and began to write down the shocking love between Liang Xin and Dongguo Yulong in his notebook.
Three hours later.
Looking at the saved manuscript in the computer, Duan Geng clicked Save with satisfaction.
In just 3,000 words, Liang Xin and Dongguo Yulong came together due to a misunderstanding, and a casual KISS made the two open their hearts and tell each other.
When both sides revealed their hearts, the two were gradually attracted to each other, and they couldn't help but have another KISS.
[I'm rubbing!My eyes, bastard pounce on the street, why are you writing this kind of thing, believe it or not, Lao Tzu jumped out and hit you!Hit the street author, shut him up, lock him up in the little black house, this time not Sadako, go to Billy!Let him experience exposing his heart and mind, probing each other's big intestines!Bastard! My eyes !!]
Duan Geng, who was complacent, didn't be happy for long, and another short hair came over.
"I asked you to write the plot, but I didn't let you do this! Plot, don't have male love! Believe it or not, I'm looking for someone to let you experience what you wrote!"
“......”
Duan Geng blinked, select all, delete.
"It's really a human being who doesn't know how to appreciate it, and I can't appreciate it even the true love between sex!"
Considering that he might be exposed by several big men and probed into his large intestines, Duan Geng couldn't help but shiver.
I'm not that kind of person! Absolutely not.
"But since male love can't work, let's write something...... Suspense ......"
Duan Geng is a street fighter, not without reason.
In the romance novels of the female frequency, the battle is wildly described, and there are several chapters of water.
What a nuclear bomb commits suicide, a small star in hand, a black hole disappears, the earth turns to ashes, he writes especially hi.
And then, naturally, it hit the streets.
It's not right, strictly speaking, Duan Geng is called cool in the wild, and he is not qualified to fight on the street.
But it's better to call it like that, and it's better to be on the street when he's hitting the street.
In addition to writing battles in female romances, Duan Geng prefers to write suspense in romances......
After thinking about it for a while, he might have to go home, and the air ticket was too expensive, Duan Geng decided to write a story in the train!
Thinking of doing it, Duan Geng started to code words.
Today's article has been published, and the rest is tomorrow's deposit, as long as it is not interrupted, it will not be caught in the small black room.
Thinking of this, Duan Geng began to slowly conceive of the plot, and then his fingers clicked on the keyboard.
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Considering that he was not allowed to write too much cultivation, Duan Geng decided that all his future cultivation would be opened, and the things on "The Secret Record of the Strange Turtle" would no longer be described carefully, only the triggering actions would be described.
The premise of triggering is that each item is released 100 times in an hour.
After missing those ignorant cultivators, Duan Geng's story advanced a lot.
After Liang Xin and Dongguo Yulong met, the two had a conversation, and Dongguo Yulong decided to follow Liang Xin.
While the two were talking, they inadvertently talked about a divine object that could speed up their cultivation, called the Birth Spirit Jade.
It means that the jade that gave birth to spiritual power is actually a fragment of the meteorite that gave up life before.
[This name is so casual, but it's okay, it's not male love.] 】
While talking with Dongguo Yulong, Liang Xin turned on the TV, and there happened to be a report of a case of theft of cultural relics.
And the stolen artifact was a meteorite fragment.
[Will TV report on this?]
Both of them are interested in this thing that looks like a cultural relic, but is actually a meteorite, so they plan to take a train to this place where the cultural relics were lost, investigate the scene, and see if they can find any clues.
[I don't think I can find it.] 】
And the real beginning of the story is on the train.
When entering the station, Liang Xin found that a person looked in a hurry and couldn't give up, so he handed him a bag and left on his own.
And the person who accepted his bag was the one who stole the artifacts.
It turned out that the person was entrusted to steal the treasure, and after stealing the cultural relics, he found the truth about the meteorite, so he increased the asking price, but the buyer was not a good person, and felt that the asking price was too high, so he decided to snatch the treasure directly from the thief's hands.
As for why in this place, it was actually the thief who had just gotten off the train and came to the city.
[This is a bit of a coincidence, huh...... Although it's a street, the plot can barely be watched. 】
accepted Liang Xin's tips, and this person was discovered by the people chasing him again, so when the crisis came, this person took a look at the tips.
The text reads: "What you think is the end is actually just the starting point of your next step." What you think is the starting point is actually the end of your journey. Look forward and go on bravely. ”
The unknown thief looked ahead, and in front of him was the ticket hall, the kind of ticket hall with a lot of security personnel around.
So the thieves squeezed through the security check, blended into the crowd, and evaded the pursuers.
[I take back the preface, you have to queue up to buy tickets in the real world, as long as you look for them one by one, you can always find them, and writing novels must be realistic! Don't write blindly!
Seeing that the fatal crisis was resolved so simply, the thieves, like Dongguo Yulong, worshipped Liang Xin as a god.
And under the influence of Liang Xin's tips, the thief bought a ticket for the return trip.
That is, like Liang Xin and them, they returned to the place where the cultural relics were stolen.
Because the most dangerous place is the safest place.
Despite not knowing why, the thief still comforted himself.
[The most dangerous place is the safest place, this thing is actually fooling people, only a fool will believe it. It's because of the danger that that place is called a dangerous place. 】
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Yawning, Duan Geng looked at the sky outside the window, the bright moon had already risen in mid-air, and it was already the middle of the night.
Depositing these two chapters in the draft, Duan Geng took out his mobile phone and planned to buy tickets......
"Why is 12306 closed?"
Looking at the maddening gray prompt on his phone, Duan Geng could only put his phone aside and go to sleep with peace of mind.
Anyway, I'm going home tomorrow, and it's the same where I buy a ticket!
It's also okay to go to the train station and buy a ticket with your phone!
Thinking like this, Duan Geng put the computer beside him, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.