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When the three words appeared on the last line of the screen, he breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers left the keyboard, leaned back in the chair, and closed his eyes with relief, in addition to joy, there was also the pride of the swordsman putting the sword into the sheath.

"Finally finished, on the evening of the first day of 19......"

The body is tired, but the spirit is high.

He once imagined the scene when he finished writing this martial arts:

It's best to go out at night, the best in summer, you can rush out to a convenience store to buy a bottle of beer or something, and sit on the side of the road to sip until dawn, or ask your good friends out to cool off with cold draft beer at a roadside stall on a summer night, and express your pride with freshly grilled meat skewers......

This kind of idea has been in the place where the book is written, in the middle of the book, and when I get the first month of full attendance, and there are many at the beginning, but after I have to keep changing because of work.

For more than a year because of work, I didn't move a word, and in the last month, I have been planning to continue writing, during which all my efforts have been put on the scrutiny of the plot, and the more I get to the back, the more anxious I become, and I haven't written this kind of mid-length (for him) ending;

The foreshadowing in front and the response behind it, the extension of the plot, and the convergence of clues are all challenges, and I don't have the mood to think about what to do after the book is really finished.

So I was drunk and looked at the darkness outside the desk in the room, thought about the cold wind and cold night outside, thought about the balance of my bank card, and rationally dispelled the idea of going out to do something stupid to celebrate.

But he said no, but his body was honestly calm. He stood up, moved his back, went to the toilet, and when he looked for coffee in the living room, he saw only an empty box, and then remembered that he had put the last cup of coffee down the night before, so he had to go back to the room with a glass of water.

Sitting back in the chair, facing the document again, I took a sip of water, I was stunned, and the water in my mouth was swallowed slowly, and the cool water flowed through my throat, through my lungs, to my stomach, and brought a chill. The coolness stimulated him to a shock, and he remembered a few small flaws in the text, so he quickly turned the page to modify and modify while he still remembered it.

After a small change, he saved the document and looked at the screen again with a water glass in a daze.

Drink the water with a bang, and a glass of cold water slowly bottoms out. Just when he was drunk and tilted his head slightly, but couldn't wait for a drop of water, he came back to his senses, saved the documents again, and put the lid on his left hand, ready to call it a day and go to sleep.

The palm of the hand is forced, the notebook is halfway covered, the power of resistance comes from below, the strength is so great, the drunkenness can't be suppressed at all in a hurry, and he can only watch in shock as the lid is reopened, a hand stretches out from the notebook screen, followed by the shoulders, the head, the upper half of the body, the lower half of the body, the position in front of the desk is not large, and the drunken has to stand up and push away the chair before the person can climb out of the computer.

In the dark room, a person suddenly crawled out of the only light source, this kind of famous scene of a horror movie, if it is accompanied by background music, it is estimated that he can be so frightened that he picks up a chair and smashes it on the spot.

However, since he failed to practice the "Sky Dancing Technique" according to "Dragon Ball" in the third grade of elementary school, he firmly believed in materialism, and evolved into Marxist materialism after studying Marx in high school. So he knew that the thing in front of him was definitely not Sadakoga and the like, not to mention-

The person who came was about twenty years old, with a long figure, wearing a cyan suit, and his face was not handsome, but he had a chic bearing. After crawling out of the notebook, he looked at the room environment, and his eyes were bright, making it impossible to look at them directly.

This...... It's not ......

The protagonist in "Chicks"?!

"Xu Heng?!"

Shu drunk screamed, the man opposite smiled, hugged his fists and said, "It's here, Your Excellency is the storyteller behind the world?"

Storyteller?

Writing a book and telling a story, one is to create, and the other is to tell. If there is a world in the vast universe like the chick in the book, and it happens that this world is exactly the same as I imagined, and I only write about what happened in that world, then it is not wrong to say that I am a storyteller.

"But, how do you know that I exist?" Drunken and shocked, looking at the living person in front of him, he said in surprise, "How did you get here, do you really exist?"

"Does it matter if we exist or not, shouldn't the important thing be what you see in front of you?" Xu Heng skillfully avoided the storyteller's two questions, "I know that the book is finally finished, so everyone wants to come and see you." ”

"Everyone?"

"Yes, everyone!"

Drunken and frightened, he took a step back, afraid to see another terrifying scene of another person coming out of his notebook. Xu Heng walked to the door and pressed the switch of the light, and with a "click", the light sprinkled throughout the room.

"It's so convenient, it's much better than lighting a candle. ”

After Xu Heng sighed, he turned around and saw that the storyteller still looked like a frightened bird, and couldn't help laughing: "I took the initiative to climb out of that thing, and they won't appear like that." ”

"Ah, then rest assured......"

"Well, there's one behind you!"

As soon as his drunken and tense spirit relaxed, he saw Xu Heng pointing behind him, and he reflexively jumped forward before turning around, only to see another person appear behind him at some point.

This person is tall and straight, wearing a silver-white robe, decorated with stars, with two swords hanging from his waist, his face is handsome and handsome, and he is holding his fists and arching his hand: "Ten Thousand Swords Villa, Jianchen." ”

Drunken hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "Starting point LV1 writer, no, it's the starting point storyteller, drunk." ”

"It's a blessing. ”

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time. ”

After a set of greetings, the drunkenness entered the state, and the characters in the pen were no longer alienated. He looked at Jianchen in amazement, looking at this absolutely rich and handsome man under his pen, the X-generation of heroes, full of interest: "Jianchen, can you pull out your Tianqian gentleman's sword and show me?"

Growing so big, I've only seen a few times the sword that hasn't been opened, and when I was a child, I played with the wooden sword that my grandfather sharpened, and if you want to talk about a real sword, I really haven't seen it. Not to mention the unique swords written in the book, it's all up to imagination. Now that I have the opportunity to see the real sword, I can't let it go.

"It doesn't matter. Although Jianchen didn't know the storyteller's tactful thoughts, he was also bold by nature, and he pulled out his left sword with a smile and handed it over, "The Tianqian sword is extremely sharp, the storyteller is careful, don't hurt yourself." ”

The fact that drunkenness does not know martial arts is known at a glance.

"Tut-tut, it's amazing!"

But the young man in front of him didn't listen to it at all, and began to praise him with his sword, brandishing some sword moves that were not good, but he was not stupid enough to hurt himself.

"Anyway, in fact, I've been curious for a long time, how could you give Jianchen such a name, Jianchen, traitor, it's easy to call it wrong if you don't know it!" Xu Heng looked at his best friend and smiled at the storyteller.

Drunk and stunned when he heard the words, he returned the sword to Jianchen with some embarrassment and embarrassment: "This, when Jianchen appears, he usually wears a robe decorated with stars, and at that time, he wrote it as Jianchen casually......"

Well, death can't be said to have the intention of writing Jianchen as a villain in the first volume......

"It's just a name, in fact, what bothers me even more is why after ordering mandarin ducks for me and Youshan, they stuffed me with a dragon girl......" Jian Chen shuddered as he recalled the Shura field that had lasted for a while.

"That ......" Shu drunk took a step back, with an embarrassed and polite smile on his face, "Isn't that Xuanyuan Sword Lord and the Dragon King of the East China Sea known for their grievances, so isn't it also interesting that the son of the Sword Lord and the daughter of the Dragon King have been carrying grievances since childhood by their elders......"

The more I talk about it, the more ashamed I feel, just because it's funny, I mess up the mandarin duck spectrum and cause the other party to fall into the Shura field or something, it's really a bit inauthentic. So he was drunk and hurriedly remedied: "It's just that they have grievances and disagree with each other, although it is not explicitly written, but Mu Rong has always liked Long Zhen!"

"Oh oh oh, it turns out that you guys wrote my family dragon so stupidly!"

An exaggerated voice came from the side, and he turned his head to see a pair of young men and women, the woman was wearing short clothes and short skirts, her complexion was slightly dark, and her body was hot, and the man was strong, baby-faced, and had a bright smile on his face.

Dragon girl Mu Rong, Long Zhen.

Long Zhen is set to be a loyal dog-type boyfriend, and it can be said that he obeys Mu Rong's words. Looking at Long Zhen's bright smile, his drunken scalp tingled.

"Hey, where is Long Zhen stupidly written, Long Zhen is talented, martial arts qualifications are rare in a hundred years, and his IQ is as high as one hundred and fifteen, an absolute genius!"

He tried to dissuade him with reason as he retreated in the direction of Jianchen. If Long Zhen really made a move, Jian Chen would stop Long Zhen.

Yes, would......

While thinking like this, he found that Mu Rong couldn't straighten up with a smile, and Long Zhen also stood in place and didn't move. He finally knew that he had been tricked, he was relieved and a little angry at the same time, and just turned his head to borrow a sword from Jianchen, in case there was a character he couldn't think of, he could protect himself, when he saw a figure suddenly appear next to the handsome man's arm.

Sheng Youshan, the expressionless but handsome neon dress fairy, stretched out her hand and pushed the drunken back a small step.

"Huh?"

Sheng Youshan ignored the storyteller who was disliked for no reason, just looked at the person she liked, and then looked at the drunkenness, with only four words in her eyes: "Don't move, mine."

Groove ...... Let's not do it......

A mouthful of old blood spurted out of his heart, and he felt extremely aggrieved, and turned his head to find support from his protagonist, only to find that there was a fairy-like woman beside Xu Heng, standing with Xu Heng with his back against the desk, very intimate.

Susu.

Su Suming's eyes were kind, and he nodded lightly at the drunkenness, even if he had said hello.

"Ah......h

The mocking voice came from behind, and the drunken was already frightened to numbness, but when he turned his head, his eyes lit up: "Little pink?!"

The person who came was petite and cute, with a young face and a tactful voice, but his words were extremely sharp, his hands were crossed on his waist, and he scolded the street: "Hmph, you still know me! I finally appeared in the end, but I ended up playing a whole roll of soy sauce! I am very angry and I know! The consequences are very serious, I know!"

Isn't that that because I don't know what plot to arrange for you...... At first, I thought about letting you learn a few sets of martial arts in a place where a senior sits, but I forgot to write and write......

Before he could answer, another immature child's voice came from behind Xiao Taohong:

"Little Peach, don't complain, at least you have appeared, I have seen the Genshin Impact Punishment God fight, Sister Cheng and I don't even have a chance to play!"

Shangguan Tingxue, who was sitting on the corner bed with Cheng Qingci, who was dressed as Xiaodao Gu, looked angry, stared at Shu drunk tightly, and put pressure on the other party in the opposite direction:

Ah, it's so cute, it's cute, it's even more cute when you're angry...... The drunken and cute stopped thinking, until Shangguan Tingxue said angrily: "Little Taohong, Sister Cheng, let's beat the storyteller!"

"Yes, yes!"

Xiao Taohong was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and Cheng Qingju tried to stop the two angry young ladies: "This is ...... No, it's all storytellers in our world......"

"Hey, it's still the best tailor!"

I was drunk and finally met someone who spoke to me, and I was overjoyed, and even wanted to hug the cute little Taoist aunt. Xiao Taohong looked at the storyteller's fanatical look, and her face turned solemn: "Hmph, perverted Lolita don't beat my green vegetable idea!"

After speaking, he immediately ran over and pulled Shangguan Tingxue and Cheng Qingci up from the bed: "Hurry up, hurry up, God doesn't know how dirty the bed of a single otaku is......"

The drunken Loricon's enthusiasm was frozen, and his heart was broken into pieces: Just now the bedding of my bed was the pinnacle, a double Lori......

A hand suddenly put on the drunken right shoulder, and the words that followed made him tremble: "I agree with the proposal to beat the storyteller just now, and I will cover him with a sack later, everyone has revenge and revenge, everyone raise their hands now, and the minority obeys the majority!"

Lan Hua Zang.

"As decent people, it seems that we can't do it, so let's cheer you up here!" A hearty voice came from in front of him, and Pu Feng, Jiang Liyue, Lei Yan, Song Qianqian, Ge Shang, and Jiang Liqing who were holding the child appeared in front of him.

"You, don't you blame me, you didn't let you appear in the last volume?"

"It doesn't matter if you show up or not, but I really complain that you wrote my senior brother to death!" Pu Feng handed over Pu Sin to his wife, "But if you let your senior brother get what he wanted, forget it." ”

"I'm not happy that you associate my master with the Demon Sect and the ghost city of Xudu," Lei Yan said with a bit of gloom between his eyebrows, but a long sigh dissipated the gloom, "But a man stands up to the sky, and he has to take responsibility for what he does!"

The young man in front of him was already a qualified king of Mobei.

Ge Shang, who was handsome in white, glanced at Jiang Liqing beside him, and said loudly: "My teacher is stable, my brother is safe, you also sent me a daughter-in-law, I am very satisfied, there is nothing to say~"

"Everybody......"

Shu Zui was moved by this, but the sound of "click" pulling the knife out of the sheath sounded on his side and pulled him back to reality: "They forget it, I don't want to forget it!" This king just proposed Lan Huazang, but I hope everyone will use weapons, otherwise it is too obvious that only this king will use the knife alone. ”

The cold blade pressed against the side of his neck, making Shu Zu stiff, and he moved his eyes with difficulty to see the burly man in uniform on his left:

Ru Yan Xinpeng.

Xu Heng complained bitterly in his heart: Why did he even appear......

"Ru Yan Xinpeng, Lan Huazang?" A surprised question appeared in front of him, and Zhang Huangchuan, a young Taoist priest in a refreshing Taoist robe, appeared, took off the palm of his drunken right shoulder and the blade on the side of his neck, tilted his head, and stopped Zhong Xiuzhen, another man in Taoist robe who was about to silently prepare to lay a black hand behind his back, "And Zhong Xiuzhen, didn't you go to the ghost city of Xudu, didn't you follow the punishment god to blow yourself up and sacrifice?"

Ru Yan Xinpeng put away the knife and returned it to the sheath: "Hmph, it's not all about faith and punishment...... The king returned to the Western Regions, and when he was ready for the southern Xinjiang matter, he sent troops together with Beirong and Dongying, who knew that the book would be finished at once...... Emperor Wu died, Xu Heng's father ascended the throne, and he prospered again...... I didn't even say whether I was dead or alive after finishing the book, which made me embarrassed, and I didn't know if I should die......"

"That's the outline to be written after the Southern Xinjiang God War, I want to start the world hegemony mode, but I didn't expect the God of Punishment to be completely written to death......" Shu drunk and weakly explained, but unfortunately no one listened.

"Blue Phoenix, who was originally a godmother, somehow became my mother, Huang Haojia became my father, my mother was whitewashed, can I still die?!" Lan Huazang folded his arms in front of his chest and looked at the storyteller with extreme contempt, "Su Sudu has become my cousin, and in the ghost city of Xudu, I can still kill Xu Heng because I like her, isn't it a little unreasonable?"

"Ancient ...... In ancient times, although cousins and cousins shouldn't get married, it's not quite a lot, isn't it......"

"Put this stubble down first, and you still can't change my setting?!"

"Everything you can complain about has been complained about by you, how can I change ......"

After Ru Yan Xinpeng and Lan Huazang finished speaking, Zhong Xiuzhen was left without squeaking, which made the drunkenness who was used to being complained about a little uncomfortable, so he turned around and asked cheaply, "Don't you want to say something?"

"What do you say?" Zhong Xiuzhen looked at Shu Zui with eyes like an idiot, "What do you want a character to say if you want to complain, and you don't know how to spit ......it out if you want to."

The young man in the Taoist robe with "Who am I", "Where am I", and "Where am I from" written on his face was full of resentment: "I don't even know if I'm dead or alive, why I'm here......"

Drunkenness: "......"

Well, it's not good to leave too much white space.

After "leaving too much blank space and leaving the whereabouts of the trio unknown", I was drunk and waited for a long time, and no other characters appeared. Shu drunk was a little curious, so he asked everyone:

"Is everyone here?"

Xu Heng put down the table lamp in his hand and swept his eyes around the room: "Well, for now, everything that should be there has arrived." ”

"Oh~" Shu Zui thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "God of Wealth, Lan Sect Master, and Half-Demon Fairy, don't they have any complaints about me?"

Speaking of which, this storyteller is sometimes quite cheap, people don't come to him for business, but he cares about others.

Su Suren smiled: "My mother actually complained a little bit about the storyteller for writing her as a betrayal of the original teacher, but thinking about it, in the end, I also got back a soul and a soul, and I can reunite with my father through the mirror, and the family will be together again, so I won't come to you." ”

Jianchen & Mu Rong: "My father (my father)-"

After a pause, the two glanced at each other, Jianchen raised his eyebrows, and motioned for the woman to come first. Mu Rong glared at Jian Chen fiercely, and continued: "My father is competing with the sword master's uncle,"

Jianchen covered his face: "I have to ask my father to ask Renzu to fight with him......"

"......" really fits the character of the dragon king...... There is nothing to say when drunk.

Lan Huazang interjected in a playful tone: "Oh yes, my mother said that you are too ugly and I don't want to see you directly." ”

Drunkenness: "......"

Zhang Huangchuan: "The lord of Shaobao, the family teacher, and the king of Jin all said that they knew the destiny of heaven and were not interested in another world. ”

Xu Heng: "My father wanted to come and see another world thousands of years later, but he was too busy, and he was not available with my brother's help, Xiao Bao and Xiao Ji ......"

With that, he looked up at the door, "Here—"

The door was pushed open, and the modernly dressed Xiao Ji Ti kept a plastic bag, followed by Xiao Bao, who was wearing a long down jacket and combing his hair with a double ponytail.

"Hey, you've been waiting for a long time!" Xiao Ji greeted everyone, then walked up to Shu Zui, looked carefully, pouted and said, "It's ordinary, not handsome at all!"

Drunkenness: "......"

I know I'm a disappointment, but how many times do you have to repeat this night!

Finally calmed down and became drunk, looking at the modern beauty Xiao Ji with a white sweater on her upper body, slim jeans on her lower body, and shawl hair, she was surprised: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I'm going to buy it~" Xiao Ji said of course, "I went out with Xiao Bao for a walk, saw what the world is like, bought a few bottles of good wine for Ma Ye, I bought a set of clothes, Xiao Bao——"

Xiao Ji turned around and pulled the reluctant Xiao Bao, and unzipped the long down jacket towards the storyteller, revealing the maid outfit she was wearing inside...... Sex Fun ......

"......" drunk and hurriedly closed the zipper for Xiao Bao, and then pressed his nose to prevent the nosebleed from flowing out and making a fool of himself on the spot.

Xiao Ji was extremely dissatisfied and said angrily to Xiao Bao: "What, there is no nosebleed, Xiao Bao, have you eaten too much recently, and your body is not good!"

"How can there be ......" Xiao Bao's aggrieved tears were in his eyes.

"Then you must not show enough, come, squeeze your chest and give us the storyteller to see and know~"

"Xiao Ji...... Don't do this...... This is a storyteller......"

Xiao Bao struggled desperately, but how could Xiao Bao, who was gentle and soft, break free from the clutches of Xiao Ji, the world's number one demon king in the young man.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Baby, don't hide, you can't hide......"

Drunk and calm, calm down and calm, finally calmed down, and pulled Xiao Bao behind him to avoid being poisoned by the Great Demon King again. Then he skillfully diverted the attention of the Great Demon King with a technical question: "You don't have anything to go out to play, but where do you get the money? ”

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

Xiao Ji took out a mobile phone from her jeans pocket and handed it over, she took it drunk, and after a closer look, it turned out to be her own mobile phone!

"You have too little money saved, buy a set of women's clothes, buy a few bottles of good wine, and there will be three digits left," Xiao Xi looked up at the sky, the expression on her face seemed helpless, but those shining eyes betrayed her deeply, "Therefore, it is also a last resort to buy erotic underwear for Xiao Bao......"

"How do you know my unlock code and payment password?!" Drunk, distressed and angry, he glanced at the single-digit deposit number, and almost lost his breath on the spot.

Xiao Xi glanced at the storyteller: "Just your unlock password, ID number and mobile phone number will come out after a few tries, no effort at all." As for the payment password, do I still need a password for payment code?"

"Do you want to know my ID card?" Shu drunk covered his heart and took two deep breaths to calm down.

"No, it's in your wallet...... Xiao Xi took out a wallet from her pocket and handed it to Xu Heng, "There are three cents in it, you can do it." If it weren't for the reminder to sell clothes and you could pay with your mobile phone, you would almost become a robber. ”

"Robbers?"

"yes, he was surprised to see me pull out your ID card, and kept saying 'I finally met the women's clothing boss' or something...... He also said that if he wanted to give us clothes, he just had to leave a mobile phone number......"

Drunkenness: "......"

"Is it fun out of this world?"

The rest of the women present also came to the two women, and several women chattered for a long time, Mu Rong suddenly turned her head and criticized the drunkenness, "Just like you, poor, ugly, and without any outstanding advantages, which girl will not think of liking you in the future!"

Little Peach did not miss any opportunity to spare no effort to hit the storyteller: "So poor, I can't afford a house!"

Shangguan listened to Xue and answered: "The job is not very good, right! The salary is so low that it will take to be promoted!"

Sheng Youshan didn't speak, but her disgusted eyes only expressed two words: "loser!"

Drunkenness: "......"

When the dignified young storyteller was thinking about whether to find Jianchen to borrow a sword to apologize on the spot, he was patted on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw Xu Heng, Jianchen, Long Zhen, Lei Yan and others with the same awkward faces, and even Ru Yan Xinpeng and Lan Huazang also looked empathetic.

Confidant!

There is no need to say much among the men, and they are almost moved to tears by the drunkenness.

After a lively and lively for a while, the door was opened again, and the old man with messy hair was carrying a bottle of Wuliangye, and looked up at the drunken, murderous spirit.

At this moment, I was drunk and wondered if I would be killed by the old man's eyes...... After all, the image set for him in the book is not very good, he is obviously a nether immortal, but he has the appearance of an old man, and he is still a strict wife...... Although the whole book didn't write about where the pair of fairy mother and daughter who were as beautiful as flowers ran away......

But fortunately, the immortal only glanced at the drunkenness, and did not mean to blame, he staggered into the room with the wine bottle: "It's almost time, little cubs, hurry up, and say a few more words and it's time to go." ”

Everyone took advantage of the ascension of Genshin Impact to break the barriers of the world, come over to take a look, meet the storyteller, complain about what the book has wanted to say since it was written, and take revenge for those who have been wronged (this sentence is crossed out). After all, "Chicks" is over, and their story is not over, but there is a high probability that they will not appear in the world of storytellers, and even if they do, they may only provide a background and one or two characters will appear.

Although the martial arts world is not very well written (said),

But after all, it's done.

There is always an end to ten thousand words.

Xiao Ji and Xiao Bao poured the wine glasses carried in the plastic bag and distributed them to each person, the small room was stuffed full, everyone was smiling and angry and expressionless, and their eyes were all focused on the storyteller, and the room that was still very lively was silent for a while.

The audience paid attention, his face was slightly red, he hesitated for a long time, and held back a sentence: "The mountains are high and the waters are long, don't pass by; everyone, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, there will be a period later!"

Everyone present drank this cup at the same time, and the pride emanated from the chest and abdomen.

"Goodbye to the rivers and lakes, there will be a period later!"

Drunk and closed his eyes, he kept his head up for a long time, until the room was dark again, and he was alone, then he put down the empty cup in his hand, sat down on the chair, sighed, fell on the table, and fell drunk.

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The three words still stayed quietly in the last line, and the glittering blocks shimmered in the darkness.

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