At dusk, the number of tourists in Isbaniya Square has gradually decreased, and street performers and souvenir vendors have closed their stalls, and Long Wenhu Che and two young men who have just learned to call 'Marven' sit on a bench in the square.

Hu Che was still savoring the wheat flavor of the bread in his mouth, and Long Wen was looking down at Marven's article, and Marven was like a student waiting for the teacher's comment, watching Long Wen's every move with his eyes intent. "Hmm..." Long Wen finally made a sound, and Marven stretched his neck and asked, "How do you feel?" Long Wen touched the stubble on his chin for a long time: "Hmm... Well... It's a smooth read. ”

Marven's spectacle lenses reflect the expected colored light: "Is there anything else?" Long Wen scratched his head: "That....I didn't pick anything in the first place...... What do you say...."At this time, Hu Che snatched the computer: "Oops! Is it that hard to be a judge? Show me. Saying that, he began to look through the novel, and after reading it for less than twenty minutes, Hu Che raised his head, Marven waited for Hu Che's comment with anticipation, but Hu Che asked rhetorically: "What do you want me to say?" ”

Marven was stunned for a moment, figured out the expression on Hu Che's face, then raised his eyes and said: "I rarely have the opportunity to talk to readers face-to-face like this, I cherish it, just say it, just say it, say anything!" Marven said the last sentence very clearly and emphatically.

Hu Che cleared his throat at this time: "Follow the trend." Marven nodded, "There is no personal style", Marven nodded, "The writing is average", Marven nodded, "Mechanical stacking" Marven nodded. At this time, Long Wen poked Hu Che and whispered in his ear: "Hey, the bread that people give you has not yet become fertilizer to nourish the land of other countries." Can you not be so venomous. ”

Hu Che: "I'm just getting started. A thunderclap sounded in Long Wen's ears: "No! With many years of getting along with Hu Che, Long Wen glanced at Marven sympathetically, and then patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and said:

"Brother, you have to hold on!"

Sure enough, as Long Wen expected, I saw Hu Che slowly stand up and stand opposite Marven with a lofty spirit, although there is no difference in the height of Marven standing and sitting, but the aura observed from the side is completely the aura gap between the rich second generation and the poor boy.

"Your article can be said to be a complete assembly line operation, all the plots are the same, RPG infinite upgrades, the staff beat and then hit the manager, the manager beat and then hit the boss, the boss beat and then hit the CEO, the CEO beat and then hit the board of directors, the board of directors disbanded and then continued to say dominate the countryside, dominate the city, dominate the country, dominate the earth, dominate the moon system, dominate the galaxy, dominate the solar system, dominate the extragalactic galaxy, dominate the universe and become a god-maker.

The most rearly rear, the most rear, the posterior god maker created a man. He felt a man very lonely, and then he created a woman. Then these two people colluded together to steal an apple and eat the most apple, and then they were driven down to the mortal world to reproduce, and from then on, human beings were born.

Do you feel that your plot is nutritious? Do you say that your repeated plot is worthy of every penny that readers pay for you? Isn't it easy to make money because other people's money is blowing in the wind? I have to laugh when I am scolded early in the morning, "Boss, I'm sorry, I was wrong, what you said to me is cheap...... You give the slut a bite to eat. The slut will make you a cow, a horse, a dog', and a day's "stressful" to think about relaxing.

Search for your article on the Internet, spend money and read a few chapters after reading it more and more blocked. After the last time, he dropped the mouse and scolded, 'Fucking spending money for nothing, is this something written by hand?' Then angrily turn off the computer, take off the vest, pants, socks, wash and sleep, and the next day you have to be subjected to the unreasonable demands and abuse of the pension board. Do you think you can describe what you're writing as boring? Can you describe it as boring?

Your article is simply deceiving consumers, deceiving consumers, you know? At worst, the whole society will say that you are morally corrupt, and at worst, it is a normal procedure of the state law to put you in prison and sentence you to 10 or 8 years. Do you think it's worth it for you to write an online article and get yourself in a prison cell? Are you worthy of your parents? Are you worthy of the great rivers and mountains that gave birth to you and raised you? What you are most sorry for are the readers who follow your article, do you know what it is? Because you're in prison before you finish writing, isn't that another new hole? Break off and ruin your life, abandon the pit for three generations of poor! You tossed these people and the second half of your brilliant life into the pit, you said that you ruined yourself and others, how can you do such an inhuman thing! ”

"I'll go! Irrelevant things can be pinched together! also said that it is very reasonable, "Long Wen actually admires Hu Che for this." If Hu Che is serious about a person or a thing, then he doesn't say that people want to cry without tears, that's not his style.

In the middle of this, Long Wen's ears were blocked for a while, otherwise his ears would continue to echo in the middle of the night, and his tirade that could be said to be as unreasonable as 'Daigo empowerment'. Sometimes Long Wen thinks that Hu Che is aiming to be a scientist who surpasses his father, he should be the foreign minister, if he becomes the foreign minister of any country, then the country simply does not need the existence of the army, just his mouth can withstand the effect of ten atomic bombs.

After saying this, Marven's lips were tightly closed, his face was pale, and he didn't blink for five minutes, Long Wen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Hey! You're all right, are you? At this time, I saw Marven take off his glasses and wipe the corners of his eyes, Long Wen: "I'll go!" Is this 'gratitude'? ”

Marven's eyes were full of tears, his lips moved, but he still didn't make a sound, only heard a long sigh, and then slowly stood up and turned around and walked towards the large pool of landscape in the square: "Hey! Where are you going? "Hey! Ay! "That's not right! The signs are wrong! ”

Long Wen hurriedly took three steps and made two steps, and rushed behind Marven, who had already walked to the edge of the pool, "Hey! Your psychological defense line is too fragile, this joke, you still take it seriously! Marven held his head high and said righteously: "No, what this little brother said is completely right!" It's not something I want to write about! I am completely wasting my youth, I have lost my dreams and I will be reborn here! ”

At this time, Long Wen stopped from behind and hugged Marven, who seemed to be doing a poem of resignation, "Little brother, this is the pool, do you want to get a new life here?" You're not a fish! Wake up! With that, he dragged Marven down from the edge of the pool. No! I'm just a scrap! I have written articles online and offline for five years, and none of them have been bought for copyright, and I am just writing articles online to make a living. ”

Long Wen interjected: "I'm afraid it's even difficult for you to make a living at your level!" At this time, Hu Che helped Long Wen to support Marven, whose legs were weak due to "spiritual dreams dumping", as if nothing had happened, "What should we do next?" Long Wen glared at Hu Che: "What else can I do?" Send them home! ”

"Oh! Good! The three of them swayed like drunkards, projecting on the ancient streets of Isbania sprinkled with a beautiful sunset: "Hey! Brother, where is your home? "Over there in the sunset." "you!" (To be continued......)