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The black cat stared at them for a few seconds before jumping away.

"Where's the cat?" Fang Rui was quite puzzled. Xiao Hui followed Fang Rui into the house and said casually: "It's probably a wild cat!" ”

"In this barren mountain and wild mountains, there will also be wild cats?" Fang Rui is still a black man with a question mark, this cat is really strange. Where will wild cats come up this barren mountain? Even if it did appear on the mountain, I guess I would starve to death! But there was no answer to this question, and it was impossible to ask the cat, "Hey, cat!" How did you end up here? "Let's go!

"Don't think about it so much, black cat, ward off evil spirits, keep it."

Since the cat jumped away, it is estimated that it will not be able to catch it. And what Xiao Hui said also makes sense. Fang Rui shook his head and ignored it again.

The wind is strong on the mountain, even if the doors and windows are closed, the existence of dust cannot be avoided, and the home has been a little dirty after so many days. There was no way, so the two big men had to roll up their sleeves and start cleaning.

This is also the first time that Fang Rui has lamented that it is so inconvenient to have a big house.

From the time he got home at noon, until it was already dark after cleaning, Fang Rui was lying on the sofa, not even wanting to move, he was too tired. After sitting in the car all morning, I didn't take a break and cleaned up directly.

Knowing that Xiao Yi had cooked the meal, Fang Rui got up from the sofa. Xiao Hui's cooking skills are very good, I don't know if he practiced in the army, he often has to cook by himself when he goes out to perform tasks, and the food he has accumulated over the years will not be difficult to eat.

After eating, Fang Ruiqiang cheered up and sat in front of the computer. I opened the author's background and looked at it, and there were not many manuscripts in storage. After all, I haven't touched a pen for many days. So Fang Rui fortunately opened Word, intending to continue to code words. The life of a coder is a constant code word, and it is useless to think too much.

But looking at the blank page of Word, Fang Rui's brain was as white as that page. With so many things happening recently, he should have been so inspired that he couldn't stop the codewords, but the result was that Fang Rui didn't know what to write at all. It's like when you write your first novel, you have so many thoughts in your head that you can't write a single word because you don't know where to start.

The most important thing is that this time I didn't even enter that unconscious state and started writing automatically! This made Fang Rui really panic, could it be that the reason why he could write automatically was because of that doll? The doll is not around, and he can't write automatically? So how is this good? I remember that Ye Mengfei went to country M, could she break off before she came back?

Then Qin Xingwen will definitely come to break his legs.

Fang Rui was a little flustered, he obviously felt that he was starting to rely on that unconscious state to write automatically. Otherwise, why did he return to this house without hesitation even though he knew that there was a problem with this villa?

For Fang Rui, this is not a good phenomenon. Like now, if you don't have automatic writing, what can you do?

So Fang Rui forced himself to calm down and stop thinking about those messy things. I closed my eyes and pondered for a while, and then I began to type out the words one by one.

300 words. Delete.. 500 words. Delete 200. Write another 300 words. Delete 100. Write another 500 words.

Delete them all! ****！ What is this written ****!

Fang Rui was a little desperate. It's as if I can't write anymore, and I can't even see what I write, how can I attract readers! Fang Rui felt that he was too impetuous now, his mind was a mess, and he felt a little self-defeating. He took a deep breath and slowly calmed his mind as much as he could. Writing is like this, the more anxious you are, the more you can't write something.

He opened the book review section and slowly browsed it. This is also a habit of his for many years, every time he is in the mood to write, he will always open the book review to see the encouragement of book friends, although there is no lack of trolls in it, but most of the book friends are friendly. He is not taboo with a poisonous tongue, because a poisonous tongue can make real progress.

The book reviews are mixed, some praise and some scold. Watching the readers discuss his novel intensely, Fang Rui's mood slowly calmed down.

"Is everything you wrote true? I've seen that news before! Exactly as you wrote! Are you inspired by this news or do you know the truth of the matter? ”

It's so embarrassing, Fang Rui thought to himself. I don't have any ideas, because this article wasn't written by myself at all!

"I really like the book you wrote, can you give me a trick? Give me an important trick, I'm going to give you a monkey! ”

And the following message attracted Fang Rui's great attention.

"Hello, I'm He Yang, please send me a private message if you have time!"

He Yang! Another character from a novel!

And it's a character I like very much! When he saw this message, Fang Rui's first reaction was that the other party was spoofing and deliberately left a message like this. But after thinking about it carefully, there is no need for the other party to prank himself. And most importantly, the other party should not know that they have met the characters in the novel! No one said anything about this matter, so how could he deliberately use this matter to spoof himself?

I'm afraid that the only person who can know about this matter is Xi Shan, who knows everything in Fang Rui's heart, but Xi Shan probably doesn't have the leisure to joke with himself. Not to mention that now Xi Shan has taken the order to do the list that was at the turning point in his life.

I don't know, but it could be true. So Fang Rui replied to the other side of a private message, asking who the other party was. But the other party has not replied for a long time, probably not online!

Although Fang Rui's heart was full of doubts, he had no choice if the other party didn't answer, and forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, and Fang Rui continued to browse the book review area.

After replying to a few messages casually, Fang Rui felt that he was finally not so irritable. Looking at the people who left messages in the book review area to support him, Fang Rui's heart felt warm. With so many people who like themselves, why shouldn't they work hard? What about even Carvin? As long as you write with your heart, you will definitely have someone who supports you and likes you.

So Fang Rui opened the word again, full of fighting intent in his heart. However, Fang Rui, who was full of war intent in his heart, once again entered the familiar state of unconscious automatic creation the moment he opened Word.

When Fang Rui regained consciousness, he really couldn't cry or laugh. When I wanted to enter this state, I couldn't get in, but my heart was full of creation, and when I wanted to write a book, I unexpectedly entered. It can really be said that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Life is really full of accidents! (To be continued.) )

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