CHAPTER XLVI

Mission: Plane Forest.

In the midst of a grand world built by Reading......

In the audience, the dwarf was still trying to comfort everyone: "...... Don't panic, even if Reading is not completely crazy, it must be in a semi-crazy state, let's wait and see what happens, looking for opportunities!"

In fact, there is no need for him to say more, everyone sits honestly, and no one dares to act rashly.

Reading's magnetic voice has sounded, softly echoing in the ears of every viewer: "Once upon a time......"

In the middle of the arena, the scene has been transformed into a beautiful hut, with a warm sun hanging in the sky, and white clouds with wings, a colorful fence not far from the hut, a green garden full of flowers, and a path outside the courtyard lined with golden fields......

The picture is obviously in the distance, but it is as realistic as in front of you, so that every audience can experience such a fairytale world as if they are immersed in the scene.

At the same time, he secretly looked around, and found that many of those low-level beings on the original plane were quickly writing something in front of him.

Soon, he understood that it was a series of instant book reviews, which turned into bullets and began to appear at the top and bottom of the story, moving horizontally from left to right:

It's so beautiful, I love it!

Fairy tales?

I don't like that kind of subject matter......

Completely brain-dead setting,Why does the sun grow a white beard? This author is mentally retarded, right?

Why is it the Sun Father, and not the Sun Mother-in-law, this author is discriminating against women!

Those white clouds still have wings, this author is probably brainless, right?

And those flowers outside the house, it is impossible for all of them to grow so beautiful, looking at the background of the story should be the Middle Ages, such a dark era, who has the leisure to take care of so many flowers?

Fences too, do you know how expensive paint was back then?

I can't stand it anymore, I already want to go

......

Promise also tried to write in the void in front of him: the scene is very dreamy, I am looking forward to it!

Sure enough, his book reviews immediately appeared in the barrage world of book reviews, but there were too many book reviews and they quickly disappeared.

Reading's narration continues: "There's a cute little girl who loves ...... when she sees it"

Wang Qinian was the first to be dumbfounded, he found that he had been pulled into the story screen, his whole body had been changed into a medieval girl's emerald flower skirt suit, and he was jumping and running on the field.

You forced me to be the protagonist, I endured it, but you can't force me to be the heroine......

Wang Qinian was roaring in his heart, but he was humming an ancient folk song in his mouth, with a happy expression on his face.

Seeing Lin Yin laughing: "I can play Wang Qinian as a cute pet, Reading should be the first, hahaha, laugh at me......"

Wang Qinian was extremely ashamed and angry, and wanted to tilt his head to look for the figure of Lin Yin among the millions of people, but Reading obviously had a different idea: "The little girl suddenly found a nest of ants on the side of the road......"

So Wang Qinian couldn't turn his head, he could only honestly lower his head and look at the endless stream of ants, with a caring expression.

At the same time, in the audience, a small half of them were pulled into the story space in an instant, and they were all drawn into "temporary tricks" and turned into poor "ants", and there were lines of small words above their heads, which were the book reviews they had posted, all of which were spraying why the sun has a beard, why the white clouds have wings, and the mentally retarded ants were still touching each other with their tentacles.

Reading narrator: "The kind little girl, suddenly there is a fierce light in her eyes, she steps on it, and then rubs and rubs, rubs hard......"

Countless screams sounded at Wang Qinian's feet, and a group of spectators disappeared forever......

Reading narrator: "The little girl is still unsatisfied, and then the second kick, the third kick, continue to rub ......"

Wang Qinian's face was innocent, and he trampled on the ants.

With his countless screams, there were flashes of light in the auditorium, and the vanished audience seat was re-seated as a "newcomer", and it was obvious that Reading continued to draw the audience up to the plane.

The "newcomers" couldn't help but get into the story, and many of them started writing book reviews again, presumably due to Reading's powerful psyche that they were willing to give their opinions.

The mercenaries were dumbfounded, these low-level plane lifeforms, trampled to death, just woke up from reality, they just thought they had an unusually real nightmare......

And what about them, if they are trampled to death, then it is likely that they will really hang up!

Fortunately, everyone is not stupid, even if there are book reviews sent out, they try to be good words, those who are about to write bad reviews, planning to spray stupid Reading, so that they can fish in troubled waters and escape, without saying a word, immediately delete all the book reviews they have written.

Everyone looked at each other, and only the pale faces of their companions could be seen.

The dwarf lowered his voice and admonished: "Reading has never been good-tempered, he beat up critics at press conferences when he was young, everyone should be cautious!"

Another person also added: "Even when he got old, he once went to the house of a reader who gave him a bad review and sprayed him on the Internet, and whipped them!"

"Aren't you taking a stick?"

"It's another ...... that holds the stick"

“......”

Everyone gasped, secretly glad that they didn't act aggressively.

At this time, the melodious background music has sounded, and the soothing rhythm seems to be gently massaging your soul, and with the blue sky and white clouds, the story is full of warmth.

If Wang Qinian hadn't stepped on the ants hard, it would have been even more perfect.

While everyone was trembling, Lin Yin's fingers began to write nonchalantly: the end of language is the beginning of music, and the seemingly illogical actions of the little girl are matched with lyrical rhyme, which is exactly to imply the impermanence of fate and pave the way for the rest of the text......

With a wave, without even checking, just click "send".

Everyone secretly complained in their hearts, you seem to be fearless, and now it's not time to lower your eyebrows......

Then in the blink of an eye, Lin Yin's book review was refined, and she had an extra medal of essence on her chest.

The complaints in everyone's hearts stopped abruptly, and many people took direct action, learned this style, and began to write new book reviews, but no one could enter Reading's eyes.

Reading's narrator: "Breakfast time is approaching, and the little girl is carrying a basket of freshly collected mushrooms and heading home. ”

Wang Qinian found that he already had an extra basket in his right hand, which was full of colorful mushrooms, and he could only pray secretly in his heart: Don't be poisonous this time......

He hopped down the path, pushed open the small fence door, and walked into the house.

An irresistible force suddenly struck, and the dwarf didn't even have a chance to resist, he was pulled into the story space, and he found himself dressed in a medieval woman's costume, with a headscarf on his head and an apron, baking a cake......

The dwarf was about to cry, he obviously wrote a very enthusiastic long book review, and he praised it to the fullest, why was he still targeted by Reading?

But he obviously wanted to cry, but a kind smile appeared on his face: "Little Red Riding Hood, are you back, have you picked mushrooms?"

Wang Qinian found that he already had a red hat made of velvet on his head, he despised it in his heart, Reading is getting more and more wrong, this time I'm afraid I don't even have an outline, if you want to go crazy, hurry up and go crazy......

Reading narrator: "Little Red Riding Hood smiles innocently and replies......"

Wang Qinian had no choice but to stare at the intruder of the dwarf, and said with a smile: "I got it, Mom-"

He scolded in his heart: Mom, I really want to tear you into mushrooms......

The dwarf smiled even more kindly: "Little Red Riding Hood is so good, come over and let mom hug you!"

The two hugged each other affectionately, and the background music was even more harmonious and sweet.

Looking at the faces close at hand, Wang Qinian and the dwarf wanted to vomit, but they couldn't.

What made them even more devastating was that Redding's narration said, "Mom kissed Little Red Riding Hood on the left cheek, then on the right, then on the left......"

The audience barrage has exploded at this time:

This mom is so ugly......

Can you change it?

When I have money, I will definitely help this mother change her head.

No one thinks Little Red Riding Hood is weird, she looks like an adult......

They don't look like anything at all, and they shouldn't be biological.

Maybe it's foreshadowing......

......

There are also many barrages that complain about interior design:

This decoration is too luxurious, it doesn't look like a peasant house in the suburbs at all, this author is sick, has no common sense of life at all, and is simply scribbled.

The peasant households in the Middle Ages were generally poor, how could there be this level of decoration? Fool, check the information and then write, okay?

There's a little carpet on it, oh my God......

This worldview is full of a sense of disobedience, I feel so disgusted to watch, you see that the sun father-in-law outside is already laughing, the author has no brains!

No one said it was the Middle Ages, so why do you want to use your own unique worldview to demand the worldview of this story?

......

Others tried to defend Reading, but were quickly drowned out by the spitting.

Promise has observed that at the very bottom of the story space, there is an inconspicuous "book review" button that can be clicked into, and as long as it is opened, all book reviews are clear at a glance, and you can even choose a comment to reply.

The irrigation book review he had at the beginning could also be found in his personal space here, and he decisively gave himself a thumbs up.

Then, he focused on looking at those refinement comments, and then found that Reading refinement had no regularity at all, not only good words, but also some critical voices......

Again, he analyzes the popular comments, completely clueless......

Suddenly, his focus returned to the main screen, as the style of the story space changed again.

Reading narrator: "Little Red Riding Hood's mother, decided to make mushroom soup......"

The dwarf took Little Red Riding Hood's basket and found that many of the mushrooms in it had become "spectators", and he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, there were fewer spectators in the stands.

On these special mushrooms, there are still remnants of their previous comments.

The outsider's promise lit up, and he grasped a key, those "mushrooms" were all personal attacks on Reading, or bar spirits for the sake of bars, or completely brainless negative energy speeches...... And the audience, who is simply criticizing, did not pull in and become mushrooms.

However, Reading is now in a neurotic state, which can only be analyzed as a probabilistic element added to his personality model.

Promise's fingers almost made a habit of sketching the model, but luckily he stopped the action immediately, and Reading might be staring at them, but he couldn't make a difference. He secretly observed his companions around him, and noticed that most of them were twitching slightly on their fingers or toes, and it was clear that he was not alone in trying to sketch a model of Redding's personality......

At this time, the short man was powerless to complain, and in the sound of light music, he poured a basket of mushrooms and the audience into the pot, and in the gradually boiling soup, there was a tragic wail in the pot.

He thought, well, I'm going to have to keep adding salt and seasoning with a peaceful face, and help them turn around in the pot......

Wang Qinian was still laughing innocently behind him: "Mom, it's so fragrant!"

“......”