"Lottery?"

Qin Tian stared at the screen of his mobile phone in surprise, he was getting more and more unable to understand the gameplay of this game.

"I don't know what to draw."

Out of curiosity, he clicked to start the draw.

The light in the screen kept flickering, and everything flew like film, Qin Tian didn't see it clearly, and finally the light disappeared.

"Congratulations on your talent: The Heart of an Intermediate Writer."

The Heart of an Intermediate Writer: A wonderful and terrifying plot is inseparable from the writer's rigorous and sophisticated writing, and the ability to control the plot firmly and steadily, which empowers you to enhance your writing skills and experience.

What is it?

Qin Tian was still in doubt, and the heart of the intermediate writer on the screen disappeared, and then he felt as if there was something more in his heart, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

When he clicked on the writer's introduction again, he was surprised to find that there was a change in the writer's profile column.

Qin Tian: Rookie writer.

Experience Points: 0/50000

Talent: The heart of an intermediate writer

Introduction: Cautious and calm, top endurance, lack of decision-making, average thinking ability, average writing, average plot control ability, comprehensive rating: one star.

The most noticeable change is that there is one more talent, and his overall rating has risen from half a star to one star.

The ability to control the writing and plot has become higher, especially the ability to control the plot has jumped two levels in a row.

"I don't know what the ability to control the writing and plot is based on."

Qin Tian muttered as he continued to turn the page, unable to open a new interface.

At the moment, he has access to 4 screens, namely: an overview of the horror story collection, writer information, main quests, and a writing screen.

Ever since he saw the description of the horror story collection, Qin Tian has always had a question in his heart: Obviously he hasn't started writing yet, why is there always 2340 clicks? And there are 3 more reviews.

Confused, he clicked on the "comment column" in the novel's overview.

Three text messages come into view:

"I finally found you, in a dilapidated and dilapidated house, under the sallow electric light, staring at your phone, is that you?"

"The garbage author, the dead eunuch who is unfinished, will not read your book again in the future."

"The author still has a few pits that have not been filled, is the driver a human or a ghost?"

These three comments are obviously not for Qin Tian, could it be that someone has written this collection of horror stories before? And those 2340 hits and 3 comments were left by the previous writer? The more Qin Tian thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, but where did that writer go?

He read the comments several times, and was so shocked by the endless content in the first comment that he turned off the comment bar.

The main quest is temporarily blank, it is estimated that the task has not been generated yet, Qin Tian casually entered the writing interface, and a line of words popped up on the screen:

You can start writing by adding characters, but you can only write the story you already have. Writers of different levels have different levels of plot intervention.

(Warning: Once writing begins, the characters and plot may spiral out of control, and all the consequences will be borne by the writer)

"If I could actually make the plot that I wrote come to life...

Qin Tian's heartbeat accelerated, his emotions were a little out of control, and he directly entered the writing mode, and the interface was designed to look like a physical book, and he would automatically turn the page every time he finished typing a page.

To his surprise, there were words on the title page:

"In the dark corner, a circle is drawn from which there can never be escaped, low and eerie music echoes leisurely, the broken wall clock never rings again, on which lies the dried corpse of a bird, and the white skull lives the fake princess, always in a suicidal posture."

The strange content of this text made Qin Tianda frown, but the next paragraph made him tremble:

"Don't come in! Don't put pen to paper and write the first word! Run, how far run, how far, it's coming, right outside the window. Look out! See no, it's eyeballs. ”

These two paragraphs made Qin Tian uneasy, he didn't know who left it, and he couldn't understand what it meant, but he wasn't scared, he often wrote horror novels, and his psychological endurance was okay.

Qin Tian wanted to delete the two paragraphs, but he didn't succeed, they were like imprinted in this book, profound and unshakable.

"You can't mess around, the origin of this mobile phone is unknown, and it is weird everywhere."

Qin Tian's restless heart was doused a lot by those two paragraphs, but he inadvertently saw the title at the top of the document: Midnight Bus No. 14.

There is a small paragraph after the title: one bell, two bells, jingle bells and sing, don't be afraid, we will be home soon.

This is the only plot in the horror story collection, as long as Qin Tian is willing, he can write anyone into the plot, let the other party take the No. 14 bus to the crematorium, and scare the other party.

The strength of the wine came up for a while, and in a trance, Qin Tian saw Zhang Yang pressing on Qin Yuxin's body and smiling fiercely, tearing her clothes.

Qin Tian hadn't raised the money yet, and the deadline was less than 10 hours away, but as long as he could hold Zhang Yang back, then his sister would be safe for the time being.

"That's what happens when you bully your sister."

Qin Tian returned home with a calm face, and resolutely typed the word "Zhangyang" in the blank mobile phone document.

However, nothing has changed in the interface.

After a moment of silence, Qin Tian re-entered: Zhang Yang, a student of Binjiang Normal University.

This time, the blank pages changed dramatically: word by word automatically emerged, dancing like a devil in the dead silence of the document.

Qin Tian was shocked, and hurriedly wanted to enter the text but found that the input method was locked, and he couldn't type on the document.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that rookie writers can only add real characters to the plot, and cannot interfere with the characters and plot.

"In other words, after I wrote Zhang Yang into the midnight No. 14 bus, I could only stare dryly?"

When Qin Tian was surprised, the words on the document were still being generated.

He leaned over to take a look, shocked beyond measure.

It's too real in the document! Through the words, he seemed to be able to see the scene.

Zhang Yang walked out of a dilapidated house, his face was ugly: When he died, he was still hard-mouthed, saying that his brother would save you, I, how could his poor ghost have the money to ransom you? Anyway, if you don't have the money to come over before dawn, Lao Tzu will do it. ”

He walked to the side of the road and stopped, ready to wait for the family driver to come and pick him up.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's mobile phone rang, it was his father calling, the driver had a small accident on the road and couldn't come for a while, let Zhang Yang take the car back.

"Where did the car come from in this place?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but complain.

At this moment, at the end of the dark and empty street, an old bus slowly drove up, the body of which was rusty, and it made a "creaking" sound as it drove away.

The bus stopped in front of Zhang Yang, and the door of the car that had fallen into disrepair shook twice before it opened.

"Forget it, let's just do it." Zhang Yang got into the car irritably.

。。。

The words on the phone screen are still flickering.

After Qin Tian saw Zhang Yang get into the car, the wine came up again, the words in his sight twisted into a ball, shaking him dizzy, and before he could insist on reading what happened next, he fell asleep on the bed all of a sudden.

The next day, Qin Tian woke up suddenly, thought of what happened last night, and immediately turned on his phone, and the first thing that caught his eye was a reminder: Popularity value: 272 (the more clicks and comments, the higher the popularity value, and the reward can be triggered)

Today's hits: 232

Total hits: 2572

Today's comments: 4

Total reviews: 7

Tip: Not yet

"What's going on?" Qin Tian was confused.

There were 232 more clicks and 4 comments for no reason, which at least shows that what happened last night is true, but Qin Tian didn't publish the article, where did the clicks and comments come from? With a strong curiosity, Qin Tian clicked on the comment.

"The current built-in ads are too unscrupulous.,Lao Tzu was watching the young lady's live dance.,A message popped up that you can click to see the anchor's fruit photos.,After I clicked in, it wasn't the fruit photos.,It's this novel.。 Give me back my little sister! ”

"Upstairs +1, a night alone, I was watching a positive video, and I accidentally clicked on a banner ad for a sexy dealer to deal cards online, and then the page jumped to this novel, which scared me into impotence, and it is highly recommended to crowdfund to kill the author."

"I'm scared, I'm scared and I want to read it, big brother author, why are you gone halfway through writing? What about the back? What happened to Zhang Yang? Hurry up and update. ”

"You're here again, I hear your heartbeat, look out, look, you'll see me soon."