After returning home, it was March 4th, and Wen Renyue had the habit of practicing pen every day, so he recorded the fact that he went to the Taklamakan Desert with Anton Yu to take wedding photos.

After writing it down, it was too cumbersome, so I hurriedly crossed it out, tore it off and threw it into the trash. This kind of love that is doomed to fail, she doesn't need to record it, and she doesn't need to have any expectations.

With 11 days to go, she had to hurry up and finish the book before she got married. Wen Ren Tianyue put away the pen and paper, took out the laptop, logged in to the writer's background, checked the recent data, and everything was as usual.

After that, I hung up the web page, turned on WPS, and started writing the book. I went to the desert for a week before, and the manuscripts have been sent, and now I am in a state of naked change.

But these will not affect Wen Yue's thinking in the slightest, she is the kind of person who follows the plot, basically not chaotic, and clearly organized. Sit down and you can code.

The closer to the end, the more extreme the author's mentality becomes, either he is so nervous that he is afraid of being scolded for the end of the book, or he is unusually calm, and even the code words are faster.

Both of these situations have appeared in Wenren's body, and according to Wenren's own observations, these two situations are caused by the style of the book and the direction of the plot.

According to the style, if the overall language of the book style is light and humorous, it will basically be the second situation, and if it is more serious, the second situation will appear.

According to the plot, if it's a good ending, it's relatively quick to write, as long as the hero and heroine are put together, and each pair of p is properly arranged.

But if it's a tragedy, then you have to write about what kind of tragedy, who the tragic characters are, and all kinds of renderings, basically the second situation will appear.

And Wen Renyue is writing this book right now, the style is light and humorous, but the plot is so sad that she cried countless times as an author. Now it's coming to an end, and the main characters have to die a few more, and they are very popular with readers, the author's characters.

Wen Renyue is now writing while admonishing himself not to get excited, not to cry, to finish writing quickly, and finish it as soon as possible.

can write and write, when Wen Renyue's favorite character was written to death by her, she still couldn't hold back, her eyes blurred, tears flowed, and her nose was secreted.

Wen Ren Tianyue pulled a tissue, blew his nose vigorously, and was about to calm his mood for a while before writing, but Anton Yu's phone called, and Wen Ren Tianyue immediately answered,

"Hey. ”

"I'm at your door, and you haven't opened the door after knocking for a long time, so I want to make a phone call and ask, are you at home?"

Wen Ren Tianyue said with a slight cry: "At home, what's wrong?"

"Come and open the door for me at home. ”

Anton Yu on the other end of the phone was almost crazy, what did this woman react, she said that he was at her door, and asked him what was wrong? What could he do?

After knocking on the door for a long time and not opening it, he thought that the person was not at home, but it turned out to be at home. Why don't you open the door at home?

"Oh, I'll do it. ”

After saying that, Wenren Tingyue hung up the phone, threw the phone on the soft bed casually, and went out of the study to open the door for Anton Yu.

After opening the door, Wen Ren really saw Anton Yu standing at the door, and his face was depressed, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Come in. ”

Anton Yu walked into Wenren Qianyue's house, and before he could open his mouth to ask Wenren Qianyue why he didn't open the door for a long time, he saw Wenren Qianyue's face and didn't have time to wipe away the tears, thinking that something had happened to Wenren Tianyue, he panicked in his heart, and hurriedly asked with concern:

"Why are you crying? Who bullied you? Did you get wronged?"

Wen Ren Tianyue shook his head and said, "No, I was just writing a novel, and when I wrote the finale, my favorite character died, and I felt uncomfortable. ”

The corners of Anton Yu's mouth twitched, he could write a novel and cry himself, what else could he say?

"Don't cry, it's just a character, it's not worth it. ”

"What do you know?" Anton Yu's words stimulated Wen Renyue, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she cried: "Every character is carefully designed by our author, from appearance, clothing, personality, to language and action psychology, as well as what he (she) did, and the stories that happened to him were all conceived by our author little by little, written (typed) word by word." ”

"We writers know all the emotions and all the hardships of these characters, and we writers are the ones who know that character best. If the ending of his (her) story can't even be empathized with by our author, we can't be moved, and we can't understand it. How can the reader be moved, and how can he possibly like this character?"

It's the first time Anton Yu has seen Wenren Tingyue so out of shape, he still thinks that Wenren Tianyue is a big ice cube, and he will always only "um", there is no other emotion, it turns out that Wenren Tianyue He also has such a serious side.

"You, don't get so excited, I'll just say it casually. It's me who is bad, I shouldn't have said that, I apologize to you. ”

Anton Yu wanted to reach out to wipe the tears on Wenren Tianyue's face, but was pushed away by Wenren Tianyue, "I hope you don't say such things again in the future, this is not only respect for me, but also respect for them." ”

Anton Yu withdrew his hand and responded: "Okay, I promise you that I won't talk about it in the future." ”

Anyway, their marriage won't last long, and it doesn't hurt to agree to be pleasing to everyone.

Wen Ren asked with please, "By the way, did you come to me today for something?"

Anton Yu walked to the sofa, took out the invitation card from the bag in his hand, and said:

"Our invitation card has been filled out, and half of it is left for you, can you see who you would like to invite to our wedding?"

"I don't have to. "Hearing people's pleasing cold voice is like the cold winter in the north, biting cold.

"I'm not going to inform any of my friends, as for my relatives, my parents will, so I don't have to write it. You can take it back and make up a few more. ”

Anton Yu was stunned, what do you mean by not informing her friend? "What do you mean by that?"

"I plan to get married in secret, I don't want my future profile to have an extra word about flash marriage with the rich second generation. Don't think that the water in the literary world is clean, I will finish the book I am writing now before I get married, and I will temporarily retire from the literary world when the time comes, and I will come back after divorcing you. ”

"Therefore, I will not invite any of my friends to come, and please do not publish the news of my marriage to you on any public platform, so as not to be picked up. ”

"Then what's the point of us getting married?"

It was the first time Anton Yu was so angry.