January 10, 2016, 23:30 p.m

The man sat in front of the computer, his face haggard, his fat head pale, and a pair of small eyes under narrow black-rimmed glasses showing anxiety and boredom. It's been almost two hours since he sits, tomorrow's chapter hasn't been written yet, the direction of the article is already there, and what he's struggling with is the timeline.

The man wrote a time-traveling Korean entertainment novel, which stemmed from his love for some celebrities, and at best, from the fantasy of beauty in his heart. Although the novel is a parallel universe, the man still hopes to fit the timeline, but his wild thoughts have gradually deviated from the realistic timeline, which makes him extremely entangled.

Stupidly listening to the monotonous bouncing in the Internet café, my mind went blank, why is it so difficult to write a fantasy novel?

The cigarettes were lit one after another, and the ground was already covered with half-burned cigarettes, and the bottles of water could not suppress the boredom in my heart, and another 10 minutes passed after the effort of playing this little thing.

took a hard puff of cigarette and threw it away hatefully, the fat man had a vicious expression on his face, with the consciousness of breaking the jar, and knocked down the following words vigorously:

"I'm a parallel universe, and the timeline is different from Earth! Love! Are you happy - uncle, I'll give you a smile?? ”