The fact that there is no focus in writing articles is a problem that Mo Xiaozao has always had, but his own articles have been revised many times before, so it is not obvious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Anxia's hand penetrated the quilt and knocked on the table, "There is no point because you can't grasp the center, where is the main thing you want to write." ”

She pointed to the passage on the computer, the corners of her delicate lips hooked, "It's like this chapter, what's the center?" Which sentence is the most important one? ”

This question is very simple, but Mo Xiaozao can't answer it.

This text does have something she wants to focus on, but as soon as she opens the text, new ideas will appear when she writes, and after using new ideas, she corrects and leaves the original idea.

"This is the center." Biting his lip, he hesitated for a long time before pointing to the text at the bottom, which is the same as the title of this chapter.

An Xia glanced at the contents of it lightly, rolled up the quilt and returned to the bed.

Facing this computer, she also knew that An Xia said the problem, and it was up to her to modify it.

It's just that the idea is perfect, she looked at the article but didn't know how to start at all, her little hands were rubbing in her hair, and suddenly she thought of someone!

Bai Luohuan.

Almost immediately, she poked Bai Luohuan's dialog box, "Your master has something to ask you." ”

"Ah, what does my master ask me?" Bai Luohuan replied to her with a disappointed face, and added, "I thought you were going to invite me to dinner." ”

A cry appeared on the screen, and quickly swiped away the previous words on the screen.

"Well, you can stop for a moment." Mo Xiaozao didn't expect Bai Luohuan to behave like this, and told Bai Luohuan that he would invite Bai Luohuan to dinner if he had a stable income.

Bai Luohuan hesitated for a moment and happily sent her a red envelope.

"You hurry up, you have received my gift and wait for me to come over for dinner."

Although Mo Xiaozao knew that Bai Luohuan was a demon, he didn't believe that there could be anything in the red envelope, so he casually picked up the mobile phone on the side and clicked on it, and before he could react, a cabbage flew out towards her!

The cabbage grows the same as in the supermarket, but it has more roots than in the supermarket.

Before she could react, the cabbage broke free from her embrace and took root in the corner of the wall, and the leaves shook from side to side a few times.

This.

She always had a feeling that her home was being forcibly occupied, and she involuntarily looked at the cabbage a few more times.

"Alas, someone is looking for you, I'll be chatting with you tomorrow." A lot of Momoda sent it, and the cute long-faced grass writhed on the screen.

Someone looking for her? She has no acquaintances here except Mo Xiwen and the landlord, how can anyone look for her?

As if in response to Bai Luohuan's words, her QQ jumped quickly.

Mo Xiaozao looked at the beating on the computer, opened the QQ on the phone, there was an anonymous avatar on the black, and clicked on it and said, "I know why it was recommended to Yanyi Yuexi." ”

"Why?" She herself was also curious, holding her mobile phone and asking the other party.

"And I also know that Misty Moon Tide contacted you yesterday, and now wherever she can get in touch, she won't want you."

The other party replied to her, as if he decided that these things would make her uncomfortable.

"I also know that now you need to revise 50,000 words."

Mo Xiaozao pursed his lips and his eyes fell on his phone, "You are the author of chocolate." ”

"I'm a chocolate author, but it's useless to me. It's you. The other party stopped talking, and did not intend to tell her his name.

"If that's all you say, don't say it."

"Well, I know why you were killed, and besides, I can guarantee that you won't die."

Leng Suran, who was sitting in front of the computer, took a cigarette in his mouth, his beautiful lips raised a pleasant arc, and he reached out to dial the phone of the smoke and the moon.

While talking to her on the phone.

Of course, she didn't know that it was Leng Suran on the other side, and she always thought it was a certain author of Leng Suran, a person who was jealous of the misty moon.

"I don't think it matters if you tell me that."

Mo Xiaozao quit QQ and held his mobile phone, "In the end, it's just an ordinary author who is just using this excuse." ”

The phone suddenly lit up again, and it forcibly entered the anonymous page, "I know that you are confined, and besides, I told the smoke and the moon." ”

Even if she doesn't want to believe it, let her know it now.

It's not people who talk to her.

"Why was I killed?" This time, there was no evasion, and he asked the other party directly.

"Do you know why authors can write a lot of articles? Especially the author of the great god level, he can directly create a world. ”

Leng Suran replied to her cracklingly, and hung up the phone from the misty moon.

Even if she looks at Mo Xiaozao's way now, with An Xia by her side, she can still have another way out.

Mo Xiaozao also replied to her at this time, "It's just that the brain hole is big enough." ”

"Big enough? It's just that I've lived long enough, seen the changes of various eras, and seen too many lives and deaths in person. Leng Suran said slowly, reaching out and knocking on the computer desktop.

The scattered shredded soot on the table automatically flew into the trash.

"So, according to you, the authors are not people? In other words, people simply don't have a complete experience. ”

"No, there are people who can be authors, but, do you think they will give people a foothold?"

Mo Xiaozao replied with a pause, people never give other creatures a chance, as long as they can use it, they will completely encroach on themselves, even if it is the same person, they will not hesitate to get rid of it.

"There is no room for differentiation."

"So heterogeneity won't tolerate a human being, unless, that person is different."

She is also reacting, because she is a human being, so she will be erased, but the growth of tens of thousands every year is just that it is not human, how can it be non-human?

The long black hair curled up the phone, and the phone quickly dimmed.

Anxia lay lazily on the bed, her eyes fell on her casually, "It's not all non-humans, most of them are still humans, it's just that they won't let the best people in the human race write it down in order to ensure their status." ”

The crooked and strange hand stretched out, and the face sneered, "So it will be killed, and besides, the special ones will also be broken off and used in the tantric method." ”

Even if the person is reincarnated and grown, that person will not be able to write and type.

"Your hands." Mo Xiaozao instantly thought of An Xia's hand, and from the first time she saw it, she thought it was a weird crooked hand.

What's more, since An Xia arrived, no matter how bad she wrote, she rewrote it herself, and An Xia only provided advice and never typed.

"Yes."

The two words that are neither light nor heavy make people uncomfortable.

Obviously have the ability to fulfill his last wish, but he can only rely on others to realize it, it should be, it's very uncomfortable, right?

"Leng Suran is telling you this on purpose, he just doesn't want you to help me fulfill my last wish." Anxia added slowly, fiddling with her phone.