Then, his story was unexpectedly recognized and appreciated by everyone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 For the first time, info has a reader with whom he can share his joy, and he has also received an editor who supports him, and this double joy has brought more and more joy, and he should have had a dreamy happy time......"

"But what has become...... Even if it's you first, I'm not particularly skilled. Unexpectedly, on such a serious occasion, Li Quan looked at the girl next door, about one and a half meters away, and was very curious about what was going on in her head.

"It's just...... I think this passage fits the current atmosphere very well. Zhou Mu paused, spit out a little breath from between his lips and teeth, and blew the long hair that was sprinkled in front of his forehead, "Don't care about these details, in short, I just want to show that I was very happy, but then I was suddenly unhappy." ”

"I don't carry this pot." On the cold stone bench, Li Quan, who had been sitting for a long time, felt a little uncomfortable, and got up to prepare to unload the pot that the other party would most likely throw over.

"How could I blame you. Obviously, you are ......" Zhou Mu suddenly broke off when he said this, and Li Quan didn't ask any further.

Even if you ask with a lot of curiosity, you will probably get an annoying answer such as "You are insignificant".

"It was with double joy that I did this...... Let's call it work, it's been a long time", Zhou Mu straightened his waist slightly, although he was still covered by his long hair, he couldn't see it really, but he seemed to be counting with his hands folded, "It's been a long time...... Probably more than half a year? Or eight months? I don't remember exactly. But one thing that I remember very clearly is that this double joy comes to an abrupt end when you look at your manuscript after you come back from your first source. ”

Listening to this, although it did mention that he was right, it didn't look like he was throwing a pot. Li Quan suddenly became a little curious about her next words, and moved his steps slightly, getting a little closer without being noticed by the other party.

The distance between the two is only about a meter.

"It's not envy, it's not envy, it's not jealousy." Zhou Mu's voice implied a smile when she said this, although she didn't say it explicitly, but Li Quan still understood that this was the same as before, the sweater was kindly laughing at the person on the other side of the monitor.

So naturally he wouldn't mind.

"I just feel a little lonely." The good-natured laughter faded away, and the voice that escaped from the long black hair became a little sluggish.

"How could it be...... What about loneliness? ”

It's normal to say that you suddenly lose confidence because you suddenly doubt yourself because you see a better story written by someone else, and it's not strange to be inexplicably irritable, even if you don't want to code words, it's normal, but ......

But how can it be lonely.

"It's lonely, when I think that you are drawing nutrients from real life and then writing something interesting, I suddenly feel that my delusions have become very boring."

"But writing a novel is selling delusions, didn't you teach me? How could you bother with such a thing? ”

Listening carefully to the other party's slightly jumping answer, Li Quan tried to keep up with her rhythm while thinking hard, and involuntarily moved a little closer to her location.

"I used to believe in it, but when I saw that the material you took from life was also interesting, I became skeptical about my original intention. Since......

"If life itself is interesting, wasting your time in reality and seeking pleasure in the virtual world is not putting the cart before the horse?"

After saying this, Zhou Mu sat up completely straight, raised his head, combed his long scattered hair slightly with both hands, and showed a pair of dazed, confused eyes staring directly in front of him in a daze.

"You're absolutely stupid, aren't you?" Li Quan took a step and stood directly in front of her, making sure that he must appear in her sight, "This explanation doesn't convince me." ”

"It's not ...... solution"

Zhou Mu was about to speak out to defend himself, but was interrupted by Li Quan's words, his voice was not high in tone and the volume was not very loud, but it was full of unshakable firmness, which cut off Zhou Mu's defense very easily.

"That's not a good excuse for plagiarism. Even if you doubt your original intention of writing, even if you feel that writing itself is meaningless, then wouldn't it be better for you to break it? Wouldn't the eunuchs be even more even? ”

"How can it be so easy to say", the young man looked down at the other party condescendingly, catching more confusion and maybe some loss in the eyes of the girl who was talking, "Didn't I tell you before?" I'm ......"

"No", the teenager cut her off coldly and forcefully for the third time, "whether you have to respond to the list of expectations is your own business, and whether you will live up to the trust of others is also your own business." But creation itself is not.

"Why do you have to use the same bridge as everyone else?

"By inserting someone else's story into your own story, do you think you're living up to the trust of your readers or editors and meeting their expectations?"

"I ......" the girl wanted to make her voice heard.

But she'd said enough before, at least that's what the teenager thought.

"Of course, creation is a very lonely thing, and the so-called drama itself is the leftover after removing the boring parts of life."

And the so-called author, shouldn't he slowly savor the loneliness and loneliness brought to him in the creative process, suck these things that others don't need from his unformed works, and ensure that what is left to dedicate to readers is only wonderful and gorgeous?

"You're writing, you're creating. This is not a child's play, and it is not something that can be done with nonsense and random knocking.

"This kind of thing has to be done yourself, no matter how many excuses you have, no matter how many grievances you have, you can't just stuff them into your work and sell them to readers who trust you and expect you!

"You have a lot more readers than I do, and you have your special list, so for this kind of thing", the boy was already half-squatting in front of the girl when he said this, and his broad and warm hands were pressed on the girl's shoulders, and his eyes contained enthusiasm and expectation, and he said to the girl what he had always wanted to say in a place close by.

"For this kind of thing that I have been expecting for a long time but still has not come true, seeing that you are so easy to get, so jealous that I almost go crazy, please cherish and cherish it a little more, is it okay?" (To be continued.) )