Fang Lingxiang took off the "Dream Catcher-III" that the editor delivered a few days ago, a new brainwave trap. This product was originally developed by IX as a medical device for patients with brain injuries. Later, it developed into a magic weapon for many mental workers to record inspiration.

He pinched his eyebrows, and always felt that the quality of sleep at night with this thing had deteriorated. After pouring a cup of coffee, I sat down in front of my computer and looked at the dreams recorded by the machine and the automatically generated snippets according to the edited framework. He quickly sorted out the text, which is really not a setting he likes, and he hasn't written a sunny and healthy protagonist for a long time.

Fang Lingxiang is a veteran writer of literary websites. It's time for him to renew his contract for the third time this year. However, in recent years, he has been writing articles on the streets, and has been called the most frustrated writer by the editor. Which subject is written coldly, and where is the poison mark. He is not without best-selling articles. 8 years ago, one of his time-traveling articles was very popular and was adapted into an online drama, and he still relies on that article to pay for takeout. Although he didn't care much about the money.

He is also a man of God on the forum. He writes quickly and has a high rate of hitting the streets. There was even a cult of "Yan Yan (Fang Lingxiang's pen name) Great God Fighting Street Full Record Sightseeing Group". As soon as he posted, he competed to join the group and complain. is also divided into two groups of people, one group brushes negative points and scolds the poisonous points, and the other group coaxes and blows rainbow farts. The two groups of people pinched each other and were very happy.

It's a shame that there isn't a group of people to point to the collection. Therefore, Yan Yan's article has a high click rate, but the collection is touching.

He regarded the gunsmoke on the Internet as a fart, and silently changed his own article. Keep changing, don't fight, don't explain. This incident until 2 years ago, after he was writing full-time, the plagiarism incident that blew up the entire forum.

He was the one who was copied, and the texts that were copied were several of his many works on the streets. The plagiarized content is neither a character design, nor a stalk, nor a dialogue or impression. It is something that many people can't imagine: the description of the environment, the description of the scenery, the setting of the geographical location, and even the description of an ornament or a piece of clothing.

Loyal members of the tour group made a palette. Soon the plagiarist had to admit to plagiarism.

"Yan Yan's novels are not novels, but excellent travelogues, essays, and notes with bad characters and poisonous stalks." This is something that the editor is sad about and helpless about him. Because he doesn't care if he gets into V or not. Making money is not a problem with him. However, making money is a problem for websites, and they certainly want the signed authors to be chickens laying golden eggs instead of dogs on the streets.

As a result, there was a "Yan Yan Great Divine Travels Prose Notes Study Group" on the forum, and some people analyzed his words in a down-to-earth manner, describing the use of synaesthesia, overlapping intricacies or other techniques......

Some people even analyzed that Fang Lingxiang was first crafting a fantasy world - Xi'an Continent. When it comes to the subtleties, I'm afraid that this world is not realistic. Imaginary worlds are very common in online texts, but in Fang Lingxiang's hands, readers feel that this world is real. Secondly, netizens summarized all 98 novels of Fang Lingxiang in the past 10 years, 49 of which are beautiful, 30 are romances, and the rest have no CP. In each of these books, there is a character who is autistic, some are written as patients, and some are not explicitly written but can be seen from other places. From the background characters at the beginning, to the later passers-by, to the protagonist's classmates and neighbors, supporting roles, and then to the protagonists. And the text has changed from no CP to romance, and finally stays in the United States. The landlord analyzed that Fang Lingxiang must have a patient by his side, or there was such a person in his life. What the landlord didn't know was that Fang Lingxiang saw the post on the forum, put on a vest and commented on two words: sharp!

Fang Lingxiang hopes that the child can grow up healthily in this world that he has gradually constructed a whole, be treated gently, and live there happily forever.

Fang Lingxiang used to be very successful. At the age of 15, he graduated from the Industrial Product Design program of T University, which was still in the same school as Urban Planning and Architecture, and it was not long before it was changed to a four-year program. Before this strong profession, he was also a man of the hour. At the age of 19, he went to work at Neon's NDC for 5 years.

My grandfather was a master of ship design, and my grandfather was a famous painter. He jumped two levels in elementary school, and he was the youngest in the whole class in the junior high school. He learned to draw from an early age. What was his grandfather's level as a famous painter? For example, two years ago in the autumn, a painting "Sunset Riverside" was auctioned for nearly 7.5 million.

At first, the family didn't understand why he stayed at home for almost 3 years and didn't go out to look for a job or a girlfriend. Hold a computer every day and crack and be busy. However, he has been financially independent for a long time, and to be honest, he can't say anything bad except that he doesn't go out to work.

Fang's mother and Fang's father live upstairs, because their son suddenly resigned three years ago and had a big fight, Fang's father still doesn't talk to his son, even if he sits at a table during the Chinese New Year, he ignores each other. So last year's Chinese New Year, in order not to be cold, I even invited the neighbor's children and their mothers to have dinner together.

I think of the child next door who comes to paint every week, he is good-looking, and he is serious about learning to paint. Sometimes I met his mother, it seems that his mother was upset because she was brushed down by the architecture department to study civil engineering and become a structural engineer. He sighed, how many children in this world actually live for their parents?

If that kid is still alive, it's probably the same as the kid next door, right?

Fang Lingxiang has a very regular schedule every day, getting up early to run for half an hour, the weather is good outside, and it rains on the treadmill. Writing for 3 hours. A cup of sugar-free yergasephine in the afternoon. Then continue to write for 3 hours, and then spend the next day exercising, reading, watching movies, or doing some simple personal chores for a friend. One day of swimming + volunteering on the weekend, another day of swimming + painting with the child next door.

Today is the weekend, and yesterday he drove the child home, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he knocked on the door next door in front of the elevator, but no one answered. He shrugged his shoulders and stepped into the elevator, his eyelids jumping several times as the door closed.

He remembered that his eyelids had jumped uncomfortably and he kept rubbing his eyes. The child timidly walked over, picked up a torn napkin, stuck out his pink tongue and licked it, and without saying a word, pressed it to his eyelids.

He was stupid on the spot.

The child smiled at him and said, "I told my table that this would be in vain." ”

White, white jump? Stick a blank piece of paper and jump in vain? The brain circuits of this tablemate are strange!

The elevator door closed, Fang Lingxiang rubbed his eyes again, and his eyes turned red unconsciously. The kid who gave him a sticker and told him that he would jump for nothing is long gone.

After a busy day, he finally came home, and when he passed by, he noticed the next door, still quiet. The child next door is very well-behaved, 18 years old, and his eyes are still clear and ignorant like a child. Children who are overprotected in a typical single-parent family.

He didn't watch a movie today, so he put on his dreamcatcher-III early and lay down on bed.

Soon his thoughts melted into a string of 0s and 1s.

Same room as yesterday. His host, Joe Snow, had cleaned up the house. The curtains were pulled open and the sun shone into the room. He's using a holographic screen, and he wants to get a quick look at the world.

AI: "Jojo, what are you looking at?" ”

Joan: "Brother, are you here?" I just received a notification of the 319th class of the Wizard Slayer School of the Holy See. He flattened the screen.

AI: "I can see, Jojo's eyes are my eyes." ”

Qiao An raised the corners of her mouth and hummed "You Are My Eyes" in her heart. This sense of intimacy seems to be quite good.

The holographic screen flashes with a white dove with its wings spread in front of it, and behind it is 18 beams of light radiating from the middle, symbolizing the upper 9 heavens and the lower 9 hells. Two keys are staggered underneath the dove, symbolizing that the Holy See holds the keys to heaven.

Joan stretched out her long, white finger and tapped the pigeon. Imitating the animation of the paper opening, the flower characters written with a quill pen appear little by little:

"The Wizard School of the Holy See

(Signed): Poppy Hilvig (President of the Coordination Council between Ethereal Nightfolk and Other Humanoid Races and Humans, Honorary Marshal of the Holy See's Demon Slayer Legion, High Demon Slayer)

(Signed): Christopher Nash Sylvig (Field Marshal of the Holy See Legion of Demon Slayers, High Demon Slayer)

Dear Mr./Ms. Joe Snow,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been approved to study at the Holy See School of Extermination. Enclosed is a list of the required books and equipment. (See Annex)

Semester is scheduled to begin on September 1. We will send ravens to bring you a reply by July 31.

(Signed): Daxi Fels (Major General of the Holy See Legion of Demon Exterminators, High Demon Slayer)

Sincerely.

AI: "Nervous? ”

Joan: "To be honest, I'm nervous, I'm sensitive to environmental changes. ”

AI: "Don't worry, I'll be with you." You're not alone. ”

Joan recalls the phrase "you're not alone." He felt like he had been groping his way in the darkness all the time. Now when someone, even an artificial intelligence tells him that you are not alone, his eyes instantly turn red.

The AI doesn't know what Joe Snow looks like, and he sees a tall, lanky boy staring at a mosaic head. To be honest, this picture is quite indescribable. So all he made up in his brain was the face of Snow, who was once the most popular in the play and was finally played by the screenwriter. He had seen Qiaoqiao's fingers, and just looking at the hands felt that he should be a beauty. He couldn't help but think of the children who came to him every week to learn how to draw, and he also had beautiful hands.

The AI shakes off the useless information in its head and says, "You get dressed for going out, and we'll buy what you need." ”

JoAnn came to this world line and took to the streets for the first time. He was a little excited, and wondered: "Brother, why is it so cold here in July?" ”

AI: This is the southern continent, and in the Southern Hemisphere, the climate is the opposite of the Northern Hemisphere.

Joan: "So I crossed over to Tuao......"

AI: "It's a lot better than Turkey and Australia. Guardian is more foreign than New York. ”

Joan: "...... Brother, you know so much. ”

AI was proud for a while, isn't it, the world is all written out by him word by word.