The wind and dust are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night.

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

"Have you heard my story? Enigmatic.. Intoxicated... Lost... No, it should be sad! ”

Yin Hao's fingertips typed down such words on the notebook, and immediately, lines of stories began to unfold on the screen. After hastily finishing the fantasy web text, he began to focus on this romance novel, writing about other people's stories and his own stories.

After about an hour, the train of thought was still there, but my eyes were a little dry, which was the sequelae of long-term exposure to the computer.

shook the red wine in his hand, then cut off a piece of steak and ate it, speaking of which, the cooking skills of this five-star hotel on Qiandao Lake are good, which is very much in line with his appetite. He broke off with the past very cleanly, and even gave his entire net worth to the Liu family, if it weren't for the fact that these novels could earn some manuscript fees, I was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to afford to live in this hotel.

"No one thought that it would be the two of them who would come together in the end... But if you think about it carefully, if you can still go on after so many hardships, this is probably love! ”

Looking at a wedding photo in the distance, he couldn't help but sigh, Han Yaocian and Luo Aya in it were smiling like flowers and very affectionate.

From the time he decided to say goodbye to the past, all the grievances seemed to have been made, but only half a year had passed, who would have thought that so many new stories would happen? Lin Yuyuan almost got married to Fang Baoyi, but in the end he was broken up without regret, but Han Yaocian and Luo Aya entered the palace of marriage with the blessing of the two adults.

Lin Yuyuan's wedding, although he gave a gift, he did not show up, he had no face to face Fang Baoyi, let alone Liu Zixin. It's just that the news came in the end, and he didn't regret appearing at the wedding banquet, he didn't know what happened, he only knew that the wedding couldn't go on, and Lin Yuyuan finally chose to leave abroad.

Han Yaochan's wedding, he was present in person, and he also gave a special gift. It was just to prepare that gift that he revisited the same place, which made the depression he had already suffered from even worse.

......

Before he knew it, he had already written eight hours and more than 20,000 manuscripts, but the story was just beginning.

Proficient in logging in to the chat software, finding the top editor from the contacts, he packaged the first draft and outline together and sent it over. This is not the first time or the last time to submit a manuscript, he insisted on writing novels when he was still in the Liu family, and after coming here to write books full-time, he became more familiar with the editor.

"Ding Dong!" There was a prompt sound from the computer, and when I clicked on it, the editor's reply was, "The story is very well written and very emotional, you already have a certain readership, and there is no problem in signing a contract." It's just that you've really figured it out? Your fantasy essay is well written, but the sudden change in genre may not be acceptable to readers! ”

Yin Hao grinned, smiled indifferently, and quickly tapped the computer keyboard with his palm.

"It's okay, I want to give it a try, it might be difficult to step into a whole new field, but once you break through, you will definitely grow more, right? What's more, didn't you also say that my fantasy text lacks a certain amount of brains, just right, I also want to take this opportunity to calm down! ”

"Well, after you think about it, you can post a document and apply for a contract. But a word of caution, because of the transformation, our valuation of you will go down, and the price may not be as high as when you wrote the fantasy! ”

"It's okay, as long as you can eat enough!" Yin Hao shrugged his shoulders on the computer, wealth has long been out of his heart.

Contract drafting, signature, seal, paperless office is so convenient, all actions can be done with only a computer. Of course, this hotel room is equipped with a mini printer, and out of habit, Yin Hao still printed a copy of this electronic contract in case of emergency.

"Are you happy?" It took a long time for the editor to reply with a message.

"Of course, I must be happy to sign a new book!"

"Can I ask you a more personal question? Why did you choose to make a sudden transformation? Don't say anything about exercising yourself, put it in fantasy, in fact, you can exercise the same! The editor asked with some curiosity, "The road ahead for a boy to change to romance is very difficult and requires a lot of courage, what made you make such a determination?" ”

Yin Hao's fantasy novels, she has read them, although they lack some brain innovations, but the plot and writing quality are beyond doubt.

His last book did not do well, after all, he was distracted by the Liu family's affairs in the early stage and failed to focus on text creation. If it's like this half a year, most of the time and energy are focused on the work, I'm afraid that I will definitely be able to attract a lot of fans.

"How do you feel about the new book I submitted, how do you feel about reading it?" Yin Hao did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

Again, the story is very well written, although it lacks innovation, but it adds a bit of feeling. I briefly skimmed through your outline, the story is not long, but it is very twisty and twisty, enough to tug at the reader's heart! ”

"What if I say that the stories I tell are my own?" Yin Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, "Although the fantasy is unrestrained, it is a false story after all... During this time, my depression was getting worse and worse, and I didn't know if I would suddenly be unable to write, so I wanted to write my own story before closing my pen! ”

"My own story... yes, I should have guessed a long time ago... These stories are bizarre, but infinitely close to life, and I should have guessed that they are taken from your life! ”

"Well, there was once a girl and a relationship in my life, but unfortunately, I didn't catch it!" Yin Hao continued to tap on the screen, "Now, I don't know how to make up for her, I can only use this story to fill the debt in my heart!" ”

"It's really romantic to be lyrical in writing!" The editor was on the other side of the computer, his eyes a little starry, "It's just that I'm curious, which character do you play in the story?" Lin Yuyuan? Han Yaocia? Yin Hao? Gong Yuhan? Or Chen Lixuan? ”

Yin Hao was silent, and did not answer her question directly, and only said slowly after a long silence, "There is no clear positioning, it is said that there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and everyone's interpretation is different." In fact, many people can find their own shadow in my story, so it doesn't matter who I am, the key is who they play! ”

"The last question is purely personal curiosity, and if it is inconvenient, it can be left unanswered. I wonder how you wrote this book, to commemorate the love that has faded away? Is it to give yourself a comfort? Or is there still a trace of extravagant hope in my heart, hoping that the heroine in the story can see it, and then accompany you to finish the story? ”

Faced with this question, Yin Hao had nothing to say and couldn't answer. After a long time, he typed out a few words weakly, "Don't talk anymore, I'm a little sleepy, go rest first, Ann!" ”

He didn't drink much red wine, and the drunkenness was already gone at the moment, and without the threat of alcohol, he slowly swallowed two sleeping pills. Suffering from deep depression, he was able to maintain a trace of concentration when writing novels, but when he calmed down, he began to think crankily, and if he wanted to fall asleep, he could only rely on the effects of sleep aids.

Finally, he fell asleep slowly on the hotel bed, and between half dreaming and half waking, he just said a dream word with tears in his eyes.

"In this far-away world, you are in my heart, why not for several years?"