Chapter 2 A World in which Romance is Popular

In half a minute, the dishes on the table were swept into a mess.

Even Ye Lele, who was immersed in the pain of falling out of love, couldn't help but despise it:

"You can't really go three days without eating, do you?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Qiushi rolled his eyes unhappily, but the chopsticks in his hand kept raining.

Ye Lele seemed to have a lot of balance in his heart, and said with emotion:

"When I think of people in this world who can't get enough to eat, I seem to be quite happy."

"Humph! You are in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings! ”

Wang Qiushi criticized unashamedly.

A table of dishes was swept away, and Ye Lele beckoned the waiter to remove the empty plate and bring two bottles of liquor.

"Drink with me!"

Ye Lele opened the wine bottle, filled the two small wine glasses on the table, and said with a melancholy expression.

Ay!

O lovelorn girl!

Wang Qiushi shook his head in regret, took a sip of one of them, and then frowned.

Is this liquor?

The power is too low!

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Qiushi remembered that it was not the store's fault, but the low degree of liquor in this world.

"Why don't you drink it?"

Ye Lele, who had already half a glass of wine, saw that Wang Qiushi was motionless, and the wine in the wine glass was only licked like a cat, and he was instantly angry.

Is this looking down on yourself?

Wang Qiushi looked at the small wine glass in his hand, simply stood up and took a bowl from the side, first poured all the wine in the wine glass into it, and then took a wine bottle until a bowl of wine was filled, and then raised the bowl in an orderly manner:

"Come on! A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows! I did it first! ”

In Ye Lele's frightened eyes, he raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl with a grunt, and then put the bowl on the table, and there was no trickle left in it.

"I'm grass! ……”

Ye Lele came back to his senses for a long time.

Wang Qiushi wiped the corners of his mouth, took the wine bottle and poured a bowl calmly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said:

"Looks like you must have a lot to say, say it!"

"Lao Wang, you won't fall out of love too, will you?"

Ye Lele said with a skeptical expression.

"I'm not in love, I'm just not in love."

Remembering that his predecessor and predecessor had never been in love, Wang Qiushi's heart instantly rose with a burst of melancholy.

Hearing Wang Qiushi say the word love, Ye Lele instantly remembered his sadness, poured the remaining half of the wine into his throat with a grunt, and then began to shed tears in his eyes.

Wang Qiushi couldn't say a word while listening to Ye Lele start crying, and scolded his predecessor; While handing out tissues sympathetically.

Fortunately, there was no one in the store at this time, only the shopkeeper was distressed about tissues.

After crying for a long time, Wang Qiushi realized that Ye Lele's boyfriend turned out to be a foreign student, who studied in the United States a year ago, and suddenly told Ye Lele a few days ago that he had broken up and already had a foreign girlfriend.

Ye Lele was angry and sad, knowing that it was impossible to go to the United States to scratch the face of the negative man, so he could only run to Wang Qiushi for hugs and comfort.

After Ye Lele finished crying, there were five empty wine bottles on the table, four of which were drunk by Wang Qiushi, who accompanied the wine, Ye Lele drank a cup, and he made a bowl, and the shopkeeper on the side was full of horror, probably thinking that he had met a hero from Liangshan.

After crying, Ye Lele's mood stabilized a lot, and he said while wiping his tears:

"Lao Wang, what do you think I should do?"

Wang Qiushi said categorically:

"This is a scumbag, it's good to dump!"

"But this is what he dumped me?"

Ye Lele was angry.

"You'll just dump him, it's over!"

Wang Qiushi had a disdainful expression on his face that could not be carved from rotten wood.

"Humph! ……”

After wiping his nose and tears, Ye Lele began to turn the topic to Wang Qiushi.

"How's your literary creation?"

"Grass!"

Mentioning this topic, Wang Qiushi couldn't help but scold his mother, and then drank a bowl of wine fiercely, looking at the ceiling worriedly.

The world is weird!

The novels of this world are also quirky!

I don't know if it's the difference in history and culture, or the influence of economy and culture, the popular romance novels in this world have the style of Hong Kong and Taiwan in the 80s, and this world not only women like romance novels, but even big men, teenagers and girls, middle-aged men and women also like it, and it has completely reached the point where men, women and children are killed.

Other types of novels, such as military, science fiction, suspense and other genres have completely become a niche, struggling to hold a small share in the cultural market, declining day by day, and no one cares about it.

This weird setting doesn't count, what's worse is that the predecessor was full of paste in his head, and he stupidly embarked on the road of niche historical novels, and persevered for ten years, and was still looking forward to success, which resulted in the current poverty.

Of course, according to Wang Qiushi's memory, the predecessor also turned his brain and quietly submitted two drafts to the magazine publishing house of romance novels, but he was mercilessly beaten back.

As soon as Ye Lele mentioned this matter, Wang Qiushi felt that his predecessor had lost his face.

What does rotten wood not carve?

That's it!

As soon as he saw Wang Qiushi's face, Ye Lele knew that he had hit the pain point, so he comforted him sympathetically:

"Lao Wang, otherwise, don't write history! I think your last romance novel "A River Flows West" is very good, and if you think about it again, you will definitely be able to enter the eyes of those editors! ”

Wang Qiushi's face darkened, and he glared: "You did it on purpose!" It's "A River Flows Eastward"! Where did the autumn water come from...... to the west?"

"Yes, yes, yes! is the ...... of "A River Flows Eastward"

Ye Lele had a sudden expression on his face, as if he had just remembered it, and continued to persuade bitterly:

"Lao Wang, your writing skills are no worse than others, change careers! Even if you don't succeed in changing careers, you'll only have two hundred dollars left than you're now......"

"Without two hundred yuan, I don't have a penny on me now!"

As soon as he remembered that he didn't have a penny on his body, Wang Qiushi suddenly took a big sip of wine depressed.

"No, it won't! It's so miserable! ”

Ye Lele seemed to be really shocked, his eyes widened, and he stopped joking.

Wang Qiushi sighed, while drinking slowly, while thinking about how to be good, it is said that when he travels to this world, whether it is novels, music, television, movies or even Internet technology, he is all prosperous, but as a senior author, writing is naturally what he is best at, any martial arts fantasy novel is not a problem, he can write it with his eyes closed, but the dramatic popular romance in this world suddenly added a lot of difficulty to him.

Although Wang Qiushi in his previous life also disguised himself as a female author and mixed with female frequency, after all, he was just picking up the threshold and was not proficient in learning, and although the development of romance novels in this world is not as varied as in the Internet era in his previous life, the level is also leveraged, and several classic romances in his memory have the style of Qiong Yao Yishu.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiushi suddenly bared his teeth and began to regret that he had seen less romance in his previous life.