After a period of darkness, Xia Yu saw the desk that was still a little unfamiliar.

Wen Ziying is still in her hometown in the countryside.

On the table, there was a stack of manuscript paper, on which only the words "Lost Road" were written.

This should be the title.

"What kind of story are you going to write?" Xia Yu asked.

He thought that what Wen Ziying was going to write was still a love story that she was good at, but Wen Ziying's answer was beyond his expectations.

Wen Ziying said: "The five people copied a shortcut, and found that this road couldn't go out no matter how they walked, and they entered the woods next to it and wanted to pass through it directly, and they were attacked by monsters. ”

"Thriller?" Xia Yu was surprised.

"Hmm." Wen Ziying's tone was calm, and it didn't look like a joke.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yu asked: "The story of the male and female protagonists who were originally on the verge of breaking up, deepened their relationship through layers of disasters, and finally managed to escape and get back together?" ”

This is a very routine plot, but most of the best-selling and best-selling movies are like this.

"The front is, the back is not." Wen Ziying laughed twice, "The two couples slowly got back together, but they both died. ”

Wen Ziying continued, her words filled with excitement: "I will write a little more hidden, write about a couple who only care about each other and a couple with a spirit of fraternity, and then write about an ordinary single man." ”

Xia Yu pondered for a moment and guessed what Wen Ziying meant.

Sure enough, what Wen Ziying said was similar to what he thought.

Wen Ziying said: "At the beginning of the story, readers will think that I am writing about the theme of mutual understanding, two couples will definitely survive, and in the middle of the story, a couple who only love each other will die, readers will think that I am writing about the theme of fraternity, and the couple of fraternity will definitely live, but in the end, the fraternity also died because of sympathy for the monster, and only ordinary single men survived!" ”

"Although it feels cool from the author's point of view, it seems a bit sadistic as a reader." Xia Yu tactfully reminded Wen Ziying, writing like this may hit the street.

"It's okay, as long as I'm happy." Wen Ziying's words didn't seem to care at all, but Xia Yu sensed some panic from the girl.

It seems that she still cares about the sales of the book. After all, the last time I was told a little by a reader, it became so sad.

Wen Ziying had nothing else to do, Xia Yu stood up and walked casually, looking at the scenery around her.

It was already nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had long since lost its warmth at noon, and the countryside was even colder.

When Xia Yu was thinking about whether he could make a fire in the back woods and play, Wen Ziying said to him, "Can you go to the city and get me something?" ”

"Yes." Xia Yu easily agreed, he was worried about what he should do.

Sitting on the bus to the city and taking another taxi, when Xia Yu arrived at Wen Ziying's original residence, it was already completely dark.

Taking out the money from Wen Ziying's pocket to pay, Xia Yu got out of the car and walked into the building.

Opening the door, Xia Yu took out a stack of manuscript paper from the drawer under Wen Ziying's instructions.

Xia Yu glanced at it, it was the manuscript paper of the gangster and the noble lady warden before, it seemed that although Wen Ziying had a hard mouth, she was still honestly ready to use this love story.

Unceremoniously flipped through it, Xia Yu found that there were a lot more plots written down.

"When did you write it?" Xia Yu was surprised, unless Wen Ziying used her time in this book when she was rushing to write the manuscript before, she shouldn't have time to write.

After all, she's in the countryside these days.

Wen Ziying's voice didn't come for a long time, and Xia Yu withdrew his attention from the manuscript paper and sensed Wen Ziying's emotions.

Wen Ziying ...... at this time A little scared?

I just said that I was fine when I got the manuscript paper, why did I suddenly become afraid?

After looking at the desk, Xia Yu saw the blue letterhead, which was probably the last letter from the pen pal who sent the letter badly and made Wen Ziying depressed and hide in the countryside.

Before Xia Yu was about to ask, Wen Ziying's mood returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yu didn't ask directly, Wen Ziying didn't know that he could feel his emotions.

"Nothing." Wen Ziying's words were also a little low.

Sure enough, there are some problems.

Xia Yu felt before that Wen Ziying hid in the countryside because of that little thing and made a big fuss, although it is normal for writers to be under mental pressure, but their ability to resist pressure is not ordinary.

He recalled the information he had received from Wen Ziying's former neighbors when he had entrusted Yu Ningmeng before.

In the information, the neighbor said that sometimes he would hear faint crying.

The clue of crying can point to all kinds of problems, such as poverty, weakness, stupidity, etc., Xia Yu has no way to judge something valuable.

Could it be that Wen Ziying is a perfectionist, as long as a book is slightly scolded, she will lose her mentality?

Xia Yu guessed boredly, put the manuscript paper in the folder, and left the room.

When he came downstairs, he was just about to stretch out his hand to stop the taxi, when he suddenly heard Wen Ziying say: "The one who came to your right is the one who sent me Bao Huijia the letter last time, you pay attention." ”

The "White Bird" TV series failed, Bao Huijia pushed her pot to Wen Ziying, Xia Yu helped her clarify later, and before the clarification, Wen Ziying received a letter of accusation.

Xia Yu guessed that the letter was written by Wen Ziying's neighbor at the time, and now it seems that it is.

Looking at the man who was not tall but very big and walked towards him, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying, "What is his situation?" ”

"Then he sent me another letter, and he caught him." Wen Ziying explained, "He didn't apologize, but felt that I used the influence of the industry to push everything to Bao Huijia, and what Bao Huijia said was true." ”

Hearing this, Xia Yu carefully looked at the man who came over again, this guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he didn't expect to be a brainless fan.

The man quickly came to Xia Yu and stopped.

He didn't speak, just stopped in front of Xia Yu and glared at Xia Yu.

Wen Ziying's body is shorter than that of a man, so if Xia Yu wants to look at each other without falling into the wind, he has to raise his head, which is very troublesome.

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Yu asked impatiently.

"Don't you have anything to say to Bao Huijia?" The man asked confidently.

"I don't have anything to say about Bao Huijia, but I have for you." Xia Yu replied.

The man was a little surprised and a little curious, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He clasped his hands, straightened his waist, and looked down at Xia Yu: "What? ”

"Sand sculptures." Xia Yu replied with a smile.

"What?" The man can't believe his ears.

"A sand sculpture without ears." Xia Yu provoked again.

The man's face flushed.

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