"Meng Ke, my sister begs you, raise your noble hand, hurry up and hand in the manuscript of the new book, this will be a long time coming, and readers will forget about you if you drag it on. ”

In the dark rental room, Meng Ke stared at the computer screen, his expression was lonelier than the haze, and his mind was full of melancholy: "I actually traveled to a parallel world?

It hurts in the cheeks.

"Meng Ke, are you listening to me?"

The corners of Meng Ke's mouth twitched slightly, and he lightly tapped the keyboard a few times: "Who are you?"

No way.

Through the sequelae, the mind is messy, and I can't figure out anything. I only vaguely know that this is a parallel world, and the development of entertainment is very slow, especially in China, where politics, military, science and technology, education, etc. have all reached the level of a superpower, but this entertainment has not seen a master for a long time.

Buzz.

The computer screen began to pop up, showing that the other party was already furious: "Who am I? I'm your father!"

Why are you still scolding?

The world is so unkind.

There was some stinging pain in the corners of his eyes, Meng Ke subconsciously closed his eyes and rubbed them, and when he opened them again, he saw a smartphone, and from the phone case, it should be his Huawei Mate30 Pro.

Hey?

This is your golden finger?

Do you want to be a copyist with such feelings?

Well.

Very good.

It doesn't take a brain, the income is still high, and it's beautiful.

Meng Ke tried to slide away the phone with his mind, clicked on Du Niang, can use and search for barrier-free, and tried the Internet speed again, there is no impact across the world, perfect!

The pop-up window on the computer screen is still swiping.

"You're done. ”

"You're in trouble. ”

"Do you want a recommendation in the future?"

"The old lady wants to ban you, and the online literature industry will lose you Meng Ke in the future!

There was a tingling in the skull, and Meng Ke estimated that the soul that was devoured couldn't let go of the identity of an online writer, and he didn't want to provoke the editor.

Okay, okay, isn't it just writing novels, Lao Tzu can't write, can't he still copy?

Meng Ke raised his eyebrows and directly sent a video invitation.

"What?"

"Lazy cancer is advanced and needs supervision. ”

"If you are sick, take medicine, and you can cure it by opening a video. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll release your pigeon again?"

As time passed, the memory was gradually digested, and Meng Ke could probably estimate his own level. Although he is a third-rate writer, he can't stand the low level of entertainment in this world, and the author who can write 2 million words without finishing the book can already be favored by the editor.

What's more, Meng Ke's grades in the last book are quite good, otherwise who would be cheap to chat and fart with a dead house, dreaming?

Ten seconds later.

The video invitation is approved.

On the computer screen, a girl with a beautiful appearance of nine appeared in the forest wood department, with a high upturned ponytail, a few strands of green silk scattered mischievously on her forehead, and her slender jade hands tidied her hair, revealing a pair of curved eyebrows like smoke, her skin was fair and translucent, and she was more delicate than milk, and her cheeks were not covered with fat powder but were extremely delicate. A whole pair of beige cute pajamas, sitting cross-legged on both legs, observing from the screen, the proportions are very amazing, the figure is even more uneven, and the pajamas can't cover the plump chest.

It's a goblin.

Meng Ke's eyes lit up instantly, so I won't be sleepy.

"Is it good-looking?" Yu Jirui, the editor-in-charge of the Internet Literature Alliance, spit fragrantly, and her voice was soft and glutinous, which was very good.

"Good looking. Meng Ke nodded.

"Look at the beauty can you eat a full stomach, hurry up and write a manuscript for me, from now on, my sister is staring at you, staring at death, the three golden chapters can't be written, and no one wants to sleep tonight." Yu Jirui pouted, already angry.

"Okay, isn't it just writing a novel, and the video will be delivered to you early. Meng Ke also complained twice, looking like everything depends on you.

"Ho-ho. Yu Jirui pursed her lips, "Sister wait and see, if I can't write it, I'll take a kitchen knife and cut your door, I know your address very clearly." ”

No matter what the expression of a beautiful woman is, she is beautiful, and when Yu Jirui is angry, Meng Ke can be stunned, and how she looks like a star.

Like whom?

Searching for memory, I found it, isn't this the chicken leg girl who starred in the TV series "Celebrating More Than Years", I said how to look familiar.

I used my mind to call up the mobile phone in my head, found the Dianniang APP, and found "Celebrating More Than Years" from the thousands of novels lying in the bookshelf, and I had the impression that the book was all ordered.

That's it.

Since you want to be a regular copyist, you can't ask for face, whoever copies whom, and doesn't change a word. Anyway, there is no way to fight a lawsuit across the world, Lao Tzu's golden finger, Lao Tzu is in charge of himself.

At this moment.

Meng Ke has already designed a motto for himself: "I don't create words, I'm just a porter of words." ”

Of course, this motto is just a model text, and it can be changed as you like in the future, like: "I don't make music, I'm just a porter of lyrics and songs." ”

"I don't create movies, I'm just porters of movies. ”

“……”

It seems that there is a reason why the entertainment in this parallel world is backward, maybe it is waiting for himself, Meng Ke is a very stinky YY.

"Rascal, you're down to your chin, I don't want to look at your face, put the camera on the computer screen, you write, I judge at the same time. Yu Jirui made a disgusting look and pretended to vomit.

"If you want to vomit, you can vomit, and the pregnant editor is also a big guy, so I definitely won't say it. Meng Ke teased, and his fingertips had fallen on the keyboard.

"Do you want to die, my sister is still single. If it weren't for the screen, Yu Jirui would definitely give Meng Ke a blow.

In order to calm down the explosion, Yu Jirui decided to pour herself a cup of milk tea, and thirty seconds later, when she came back, Meng Ke's book title and introduction had already been written.

Celebrating more than one year?

What the hell is the name? I don't know what to do!

Let's look at the synopsis: "In today's world, thousands of clothes are worn, but only sycophants are not worn." Because the story takes place in Qingguo, and the patient has the luxury of having an extra part of his life, he named it Qingyu Nian......"

Still don't know what to do.

There is also a large text at the back, what is the paper coat underneath is a very dazzling and tear-making mustard, under the mustard is a sweet and greasy cream, and under the cream is a bitter poison shell......

Is this sure it's a brief introduction?

Earnest?

Yu Jirui flipped through the title and introduction of Meng Ke's previous book.

"The Invincible Grand Master of the Reborn City": This is a world where the strong are respected, and the great devil who has practiced for five hundred years is reborn and returns to the city, makes up for his regrets, pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and finally ascends to the top of the universe, overlooking all worlds.

Easy to understand.

Refreshing and relaxed.

The editor looks familiar, the reader looks at it at a glance, and it is easy to write.

Isn't it fragrant to write like this?

Yu Jirui is already a little crazy, the video is on, just show yourself this? Please, be a person! Otherwise, my sister sacrifices, and the shoulder strap can be pulled lower.