These two people slept peacefully, but they didn't know how many people suffered.

In order to sympathize with her beloved little readers, Yun Bingyan generally sets the manuscript time at eight o'clock in the evening, otherwise with her early departure and late return, the text is generally late in the middle of the night, and she doesn't want so many small flowers to stay up all night just to read the text.

But she doesn't have a manuscript now, so she explained that she needs to update it more often in the evening and almost in the early morning. Of course, she strongly advises readers to get up the next morning and read it, but I don't know how many people listened to it.

Then the time went back to half past seven.

Many people across the country and even some overseas Chinese are looking forward to it.

They don't do anything, they just stare at their phones or computers to see if there are any updates to "Mu Against the World". At the thought of the next nearly 10,000 words of the new update, they were so excited that they couldn't do anything.

Under the gaze of millions of pairs of eyes, the clock finally turned to eight o'clock.

At the same time, the number of refreshes is innumerable, but... [Hello, this work has not been updated, please wait, thank you]

Surprised for a few seconds, the huge crowd continued to refresh. Well, maybe the system twitched a little.

Again, nothing came of it.

Panic and keep refreshing.

Not reconciled, continue to refresh.

Exhausted, keep refreshing.

Helpless, or refresh.

I can't bear it, I have to refresh.

The dog jumps off the wall and refreshes furiously.

Refresh, refresh, refresh...

I brushed the new one for nearly half an hour, but there was still no result.

The huge crowd is sad, but when I think about it, the author seems to have said that he has been busy recently, and he will update it from time to time, maybe it will be changed late at night.

Well, some people continue to refresh, and some people set an alarm clock in the early hours of the morning and go to bed first.

At the same time, Tang Tian was at home.

Tang Tian naturally started guarding it from more than seven o'clock, and when he arrived at the hotel, he didn't do anything except frequently look at his mobile phone and get upset. Peat, it's really unbearable.

Tang Tian threw himself into the bed and cheated to death.

After less than half a minute, a hand reached out from the quilt to touch the phone.

Damn, I haven't updated yet!

......

So Yun Bingyan woke up the next day, and touched his mobile phone in a particularly good spirit, but it exploded.

No, it's not.,She's just not changing it for a day.,This overwhelming wail.,Whether it's the comments on the homepage of the book or various stickers Baidu.,There's even a few news to report on it.。。

[I waited from six o'clock until six o'clock the next day, and I was crazy. 】

[The first all-night was to read this novel, and the second all-night was to wait for the update of this novel.] 】

[Mental anxiety, I can swipe my phone 200 times a minute. 】

[it, wait from night to morning, still haven't changed, I'm crying. 】

[I set an alarm clock at three o'clock in the morning, but I didn't expect to remember this novel until I don't need an alarm clock - I must wake up every hour to check the update status]

[Author: I'm going to send you a blade.] Forget it, if you die, there will be no one to change your culture. 】

[Degrees and seconds are like years, I bring my mobile phone to the exam, just to see the update. 】

[Wait to hurt me thousands of times, but I treat the text like my first love. 】

Yun Bingyan looked at the book review, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

There are really a lot of people who have waited all night. She seems to have underestimated the influence of her novels a little.

What to do?,I feel sorry for those babies who are mentally disturbed all night.。。

However, other people reacted so violently, Qifeng, a person who could refuse filming in order to read novels, should not be unresponsive.

In fact......

Qifeng's eyes are red and swollen, and he has been staring at his phone intently for twelve hours.

He wanted to smash something to vent his anger, but he couldn't bear to do it for a second or two. What if it's updated.

[Happy Lantern Festival, dear friends~ The author Jun brought you a Lantern Festival gift - a small theater.

A few days after the crossing, it was the Lantern Festival.

Yun Bingyan has really confirmed the name of the faint monarch in the past few days, and he didn't go to the early dynasty once, and he didn't care about any government affairs, so he made an appointment with a beautiful woman in the harem. But in front of the minister, he looked intoxicated, "Alas, alas, alas." The old saying is reasonable, and the red face is ruined. ”

As a celebrity himself who tried his best to punish him and level the world, Mo Ziran was a baby, but he didn't have the slightest self-knowledge.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go to the mortal lantern festival?"

Although the palace is even brighter, and it is not as gorgeous as the world, as long as it is Concubine Mo, Emperor Yun will definitely agree.

So he took off his dragon robe and changed into private clothes, and the two of them went out of the palace even if they were micro-suited.

Lanterns have long been hung on both sides of the street, neat and orderly, prosperous, and there is no end in sight.

All corners are also decorated with all kinds of lanterns, with continuous fireworks in the sky, the colors are gorgeous and fiery, and it is extremely prosperous.

The street was crowded with people, noisy and abnormal, all kinds of guessing lantern riddles and wishing to sell things, some saw Yun Bingyan and Mo Ziran, and greeted their own rouge with Yun Bingyan's peerless appearance.

Yun Bingyan wiped some rouge, then quickly applied it to Mo Ziran's face, couldn't help laughing, threw a gold ingot to the shopkeeper, and ran away.

Mo Ziran didn't erase it, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he chased after him.

The two soon came to the largest lantern festival in the capital.

All kinds of lanterns, or delicate and elegant, or gorgeous and dignified, or creative new, make people dazzled, and the sky is overwhelmed.

Yun Bingyan saw too much and felt that it was not interesting, so she picked a lamp and wanted to buy it.

Unexpectedly, there is no market, and it is not sold.

Ten gold ingots, and they are not sold.

Yun Bingyan was angry, "I ....... It's a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, why don't you reward me with a lamp?"

The shopkeeper laughed, "If the girl really wants it, ask this boy to make an uplink to you, and you can answer the next link." ”

Yun Bingyan was surprised, it was so simple, and he immediately looked at Mo Ziran with expectant eyes, and it was simpler.

When Mo Ziran heard this, he thought for a while, "Dream rain fairy clouds, Baishi Sansheng fulfills his long-cherished wish." ”

Yun Bingyan: ......

"Love is determined by three lives...... Even the crossing has you?"

Just kidding, she's not a talented girl.

"Two lifetimes of love, only one of you in your life?"

Yun Bingyan gritted her teeth.

"In the realm of love and sunshine, the fate of the third world of lights and candles has not been extinguished. ”

"Okay! this lamp will be given to you!" the shopkeeper praised Lian Miao, took down a lantern hanging on the wall, and handed it to Yun Bingyan.

.......

That night, from the riverbank, a bright red lantern with a phoenix and dragon pattern slowly rose, illuminating the entire riverside.

On the riverside, on the street, people in all corners couldn't help but stop what they were doing and look up.

I saw that the words on it were clear and beautiful, and the font was strange, but I could still recognize that it was-

Three lives and three lives, the love is not over, the wish is not extinguished, and the fate is not extinguished.