Ten o'clock in the evening.

Southeast University, dormitory 305 for men.

"I know all day long that I read novels and write novels, what's the use? I have earned a penny? Lao Tzu has worked so hard to send you to college, and that's what makes you so blind?"

"Don't blame Uncle for not being benevolent, from this month onwards, I don't care about the tuition and living expenses of you and your sister, you can figure it out yourself. Even if you starve to death, don't come to me. That's it, hang up!"

Listening to the uncle's angry words on the mobile phone, and the busy sound at the end, Ye Feng sighed silently.

Throwing his phone aside, he turned his head to look at the computer, and muttered helplessly and reluctantly: "Maybe it's time to put this book as a eunuch and find a new job." ”

"No, if you dare to be a eunuch, I will kill you!" Leng Buding, a violent voice suddenly sounded in Ye Feng's mind.

"Who's talking?" Ye Feng was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look around, shouting with courage.

No one responded.

There wasn't even a ghost in the empty dormitory.

"Made, could it be that I've been playing all night for too many days and have auditory hallucinations?"

Looking around, to make sure that there was no one, Ye Feng's hanging heart slowly put down, but he still felt a little weird.

"Fellow book friends, I'm very sorry, because the male protagonist of this book is unfortunate Yang Wei, this book officially announces the eunuch, and I apologize to everyone for 100,000 points, I hope you will forgive me!"

With a crackle, Ye Feng typed the last line on the computer document.

Shake the pot completely.

Spit out a puff of smoke rings.

This is the first book he wrote with great painstaking effort, and it took a lot of thought and energy, but unfortunately the results were like dogs. It has been on the shelves for a month, with 20,000 words per day, and there are only a pitiful 9 of the highest and average subscriptions, and it has not even broken through the double digits, which is really miserable.

"Alas, it would be nice if my books could be as popular all over the Internet as those great gods!"

After a frenzied envy and jealousy, Ye Feng's mood became more and more depressed.

He couldn't figure out why others wrote novels about Bing Wang Liu, and his grades were a mess, and when he wrote Bing Wang Liu, he didn't even have scum left, could it be that his writing was too poor? Or was he not suitable for writing novels at all?

"It seems that I still need to learn from those great gods. Ye Feng turned off the computer, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep directly.

For the next two days, he had no intention of studying, nor did he open new books, and his mind was in a mess.

In particular, he found that his auditory hallucinations were getting worse.

"You can't kill me, or you'll regret it!"

"As long as you are willing to let me go, when I am strong, whether it is a fragrant car beauty, or money and power, I can help you achieve it!"

"Ah, bastard, if you dare to kill me, I'll die with you!"

Whether it was in the bedroom or walking on the side of the road, Ye Feng would have such a desperate and unwilling roar in his mind from time to time.

"Am I evil?"

Ye Feng had a headache to death, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

On the weekend, the roommates all went on a date with his sister, and Ye Feng stayed in the dormitory alone, feeling bored, so he simply beat his spirit and conceived the outline plot of the new book.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door to the dormitory was kicked open.

Ye Feng was startled, furious, and scolded at the door: "Cao, who is sick and numb, won't you knock on the door when you come in?"

Outside the door, a tall and handsome man had red eyes and stared at him with fierce light, which was quite terrifying.

Ye Feng frowned: "Who are you?"

His eyes were a little puzzled, and he always felt that this fierce man gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Who am I?" The strange man's face suddenly became hideous, and he walked into the bedroom step by step, gritting his teeth and saying, "I am the male protagonist of your book, Lin Dong, I have warned you repeatedly, if you dare to take the book eunuch, I will kill you, why do you still do this?"

"Huh??" Ye Feng opened his mouth and looked at him with a demented expression, "You are the male protagonist in my book, why don't you come to tease me?"

Lin Dong ignored him, his face was gloomy, and he said to himself: "You created me in the book, I am very grateful, even if you set me up to be ruined since I was a child, and I was chased and killed by the enemy, there was no way to enter the earth, I tasted all the hardships in the world, wandered on the edge of death again and again, and I didn't even touch a beautiful woman, I can not blame you." ”

"But, why did you suddenly make me Yang Wei and give this book to the eunuch when I was about to become a generation of soldier kings and dominate the flower capital and beauties from now on?"

"Don't you know that you're cutting my life?"

"You, just damn it!" Lin Dong glared angrily and suddenly shouted violently.

Ye Feng looked at him stupidly, his mind was confused.

Damn, make no mistake, I worked hard to write this book and didn't make a penny, but I wrote the male protagonist alive?

Then if I write dozens or hundreds of immortal-level best beauties as heroines, won't they all run to reality to find me, and then all of them will be my wives?

Well, don't think about this dream for the time being, it's impossible, it looks like I'm having a nervous breakdown!

Ye Feng muttered secretly in his heart, a little depressed.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, I think you must have accidentally gone crazy while reading a novel. Let me tell you, novels are just entertainment for entertainment, they should not be taken seriously, moderation is the best, and you must not indulge in it, otherwise it will hurt your body and your kidneys and your heart. Ye Feng said earnestly and persuasively.

Lin Dong stared at him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "You have taken the book eunuch, I am destined to die." In that case, then you will die with me!"

The words fell.

He slammed into Ye Feng, a bright three-edged saber in his hand, shining with a palpitating cold glow in the light.

Ye Feng was taken aback, this kid really wants to kill me?

Regardless of his thoughts, he hurriedly grabbed the chair next to him and smashed it at Lin Dong's head, then quickly ran to the balcony, closed the door, and resisted it.

However, only to hear the 'bang'.

The fragile door panel couldn't stop Lin Dong, who was like a humanoid tank, and was violently kicked away, and even the person who was kicked with Ye Feng turned his back on his horse, and his eyes were full of stars.

Seeing that the other party raised his hand and waved his knife, he stabbed straight into his head.

Ye Feng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly raised his hand to resist.

A piercing pain immediately reached his brain, and the pain almost made him faint on the spot.

"Stop!"

At the last moment, a sharp shout came.

Immediately afterwards, a graceful figure descended from the sky, swept into the balcony, and a flying knife in his hand flew towards Lin Dong in the air.

Lin Dong's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about continuing to assassinate Ye Feng, so he hit him with a backhand and shot down the flying knife accurately.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the figure fell in front of Ye Feng, it immediately entangled and fought with Lin Dong, and in an instant, they fought for several rounds.

Ye Feng covered his blood-spattered arm, hid in the corner, and looked at them cautiously.

At this time, he finally discovered that Lin Dong's figure, appearance, dress, and the saber in his hand were very similar to the male protagonist described in his novel.

On top of that, his voice was almost identical to the one that had been haunting his head like a nightmare for the past few days, and it was clearly from the same person!

I'm rubbing.,Is this guy really the male protagonist in his own book?

In order to take revenge on himself for taking the book eunuch, he ran into his own world and wanted to kill himself?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's heart suddenly felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Made, Lao Tzu just wrote a book casually, and then became a eunuch, God doesn't need to be so cruel to me, right?

There are so many eunuch books in the world, why should I, a street writer, almost be killed by the male protagonist.

I knew this earlier.,Then I might as well write the male protagonist as a useless waste wood.,And then I'll solve him in three or two clicks.,Where are there so many broken things.。