Night, October 22, 2020.

I just finished the conversation with the editor, and I only know about tomorrow...... That is, at 12:05 noon on the 23rd, the book will be on the shelves.

He pondered quietly in front of the computer keyboard, and a thousand thoughts kept flashing through his mind, the outline, setting, plot, character, as well as the reader's feedback and the core of the story, disappeared and reappeared in his mind like a glimpse of light.

Feeling uneasy about the book's future achievements, he slowly got up from his chair and walked to the window, quietly looking out at the night scene.

He suddenly got tired and pulled out a cigarette...... No, he doesn't actually smoke, and a lot of readers don't like smoking these days, so he took out a pocky stick and chewed it slowly, so that the bitter taste of theobromine spread in his mouth, and the caffeine began to stimulate his nerves, prompting his thoughts to fly like a whimsy.

The worldview of this book is large, or rather, the world of stitching monsters is destined to be so. If it was a campus romance novel, he could have thrown away all kinds of abilities and all kinds of enemies, made a system, and concentrated on writing about cars, dog food, and Shura fields that most readers liked, and his grades should not be bad...... At least the early stage will not be bad.

But it's hard to say later.

Dog food will be tired of eating, and after eating it, it is "why don't you leave the car". However, the cars are all straight to the small black house, and they are directly gone when they are driven.

The Shura field will also raise the reader's expectation threshold. If you talk about the first million words, everyone can still watch it with relish when you see the plot of the girls fighting, scratching their skin, digging out their eyes, and pulling their hair. Then after a million words, he didn't pull out a firewood knife to disembowelize the actor, and then held the heart that stopped beating, and said with a blackened and empty expression, "Ah, sure enough, you don't have her in your heart", everyone will just say tastelessly, that's it?

When opening a new book, Yu Zhu's original intention was that the book should have the cool points that the above readers like to see, but it can't only be these cool points.

The human world is unbearable, why can't the protagonist do something? Half of the Central Plains is lost, and I will go to the stable Jiangnan to open a harem, okay?

It's not impossible, even if all the human race is wiped out, you Cheng Jinyang can go to the lunar space station to reproduce offspring and continue the human fire.

But why can't it be better?

Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, who stipulates that you can only want the latter, not the former?

I want them all!

So Youzhu made up his mind, this time to be double-lined, instead of like the sword of the blue in the last book, he put away one of the lines in the last volume, and concentrated on writing the other emotional line - although the average score has indeed improved, but he was also scolded very miserably, from the QQ group to Longkong to NGA was chased and scolded, as if he had abandoned a lot of girls from the beginning to the end, and they hated them, and they couldn't wait to eat meat and bedding.

He sat down in front of the computer excitedly, and was about to start coding words, when he saw a message from the editor:

"By the way, you lost a quarter of it in two days on the 16th and 17th, did you write it down?"

Wishes: ..................

The two-day update plot on the 16th and 17th was the day when Cheng Jinyang and Xing Yuanzhi, as newcomers to Tianluo, followed their two cousins to work for the first time. The fall of the metal hydrogen factory marked the beginning of the Wuchang County Prince's action against the Jiankang Imperial Court, and the first imperial division war after the southern crossing was coming, and the little couple was inevitably about to be involved, and at this time they had already smelled the faint ominous smell before the bloody rain......

Readers don't like to read this? Chased down a quarter?

Otherwise, just take back the above speech, and let Cheng Jinyang open a harem in the future, sprinkle dog food, and maneuver between the Shura fields, forget it! Anyway, political and military affairs are more difficult to write than emotional dramas, and these readers don't like to read it after all the effort to write, what's the picture?

Stay up late every day until one o'clock in the morning, and have to get up at seven o'clock the next day to catch the commuter subway, the physical examination index exceeds the standard, and write some difficult things that everyone doesn't like to see, what's the point?

After thinking about it for a long time, Youzhu picked up another ...... again pocky stick, chewed like a hamster, and then put the original outline aside, and began to conceive another main outline, talking about the scumbag cheng jinyang opened the harem, married a woman with five surnames, and a princess, and covered the sky with one hand in the small court in the south, the group of royal beauties, the wine pond and the meat forest, and then.

Well.

He suddenly hesitated.

So what do the readers think?

………………

Wujiang Town, in an old house.

"So why do you always think he's Liu Bang?" Xing Yuanzhi walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and tied her wet hair tightly with a towel.

"Premonition." Wang Wanrou replied.

"The hunch is not reliable." Xing Yuanzhi shook her head, "Wanrou, people will change." ”

"How many people were teenagers with the ambition to change the world. After entering the society, after many years of mediocrity and smoothing out all the edges and corners, I finally realized the reality that I was a mortal. ”

"Even if he has Liu Bang's ambition now, how can you be so sure that he will really embark on this road without hesitation in the future? Just like the author changes the outline, sometimes the ending of the story will change with a slight turn of the pen. ”

"So, you don't understand." Wang Wanrou sneered, "No father and no mother, single and alone; There is a heart attack during the day, and nightmares and nightmares. After so many years, the world has given him far more pain than joy, but he neither had a mental breakdown, nor did he seek death, so he carried it to this day, but you told me that he would be willing to be ordinary in the future and become a mediocre person? ”

"If the husband and gentleman take far away, they will be treated; Those who are great will endure it. The sages of the ancients are all responsible for their talents, and those who can't do what they can do may not be the sin of the kings of their time, or they are self-inflicted. What does that mean, do you understand? ”

Xing Yuanzhi was silent for a long time.

"You're a hero." She said lightly, "It's not the times that make heroes, it's the heroes who break the times." ”

"Since the crossing of the clothed south, this human world has been like a pool of stagnant water, and it has been corrupted enough to stench." Wang Wanrou said contemptuously, "The puddle will dry up, and the tadpoles will fight each other." Whether it is the royal family or the family with five surnames...... None of them dared to break the shackles, they only knew how to tear each other apart in the cage and kill each other for a living. ”

"If it's just such a rotten world, then it will be destroyed. Although I am conceited and wise, I am too lazy to be like Zhuge Kongming, who delusionally wants to hold the sky with one hand, and finally vomit blood and die, but I still can't stop the Han family from falling...... It's better to sit back and wait for a Sima Yi to appear on the stage and completely tear this rotten old world into the pile of old papers of history. ”

"You hate this world, but you don't plan to contribute, you want my family Jinyang to contribute?" Xing Yuanzhi asked, "What is the reason?" ”

"Because if I'm not mistaken, he is the Sima Yi I have been waiting for." Wang Wanrou smiled mysteriously, "Even if he wasn't, I would push him to that position." Aren't you the same? ”

Xing Yuanzhi was silent again.

"The puddles will dry up, and the tads will fight each other...... That's an apt description. She sighed slowly and changed the subject.

"That's not what I said." Wang Wanrou shook her head, "It was a daughter of the Xie family who said it." ”

"Who?"

"Xie Wuyi's daughter."

"You mean, Xie Lingjiang?" Xing Yuanzhi smacked her tongue, "Isn't she only 3 years old?" ”

"It's just early wisdom." Wang Wanrou said lightly, "Aren't you and me the same?" ”

……………………

In the north, Luoyang, the capital of the gods, Longmen Grottoes.

Countless gods and Buddhas are carved in stone to make King Kong angry eyes, and its surface is crawling with flesh-and-blood fungus blankets, swaying flesh buds, and tentacles dancing.

A figure stood in the center with a sword in hand, oblivious to the hellish sight around him. She hung her head down, as if she was sleeping, and her long hair fell from her hood like a waterfall of green silk.

"Little Seven!" Her companion walked in from the outside and patted her on the shoulder excitedly, "Do you know what day it is?" ”

"Ah Si?" She looked up in confusion and asked confusedly, "What day?" ”

"Today is Xiaoyan's birthday!" My companion laughed, "I made a cake, do you want to eat it?" ”

"I don't eat human flesh and ......"

"It's not made of flesh and blood, it's cream! Eggs, cream and flour! The companion said angrily, "And a lot of sugar!" ”

She was silent for a moment: "But I'm not Zhu Xiaoyan." ”

"Don't dwell on this kind of philosophical question, can we celebrate?"