"You think the taboo is dead, in that case, the author of the Book of Space is vacant, and if there is one person who can replace him, he will be the new author!"

"Replace the author with the protagonist? It's a bold idea, but how to stagger when you're in the game? With that book in your hand, you want to become an 'author'? That's naïve! ”

"For taboos, we are all pawns, but pawns also have the power to control the chess game, even if only partially! What's more, if a person can see the 'game', then in a sense he is already a chess player, and we are like that! ”

The boycott in the hands was replaced by a verbal confrontation, and the will of both sides was as solid as a rock, and they would not turn back if they did not hit the south wall, and even if they hit the south wall, they would knock it down, and no one could convince anyone.

What's more, in Gao Tianxing's view, there is no such thing as the best of both worlds in the world, and there is always a dilemma to make, and Gao Tianxin's vision is whimsical.

But what Gao Tianxin wanted was whimsy, he stared at the eyes of the forbidden son, and said word by word: "No precedent does not mean that it cannot succeed, if we create a whole new world, and the plot is the protagonist in the book who replaces the author of the book, so what?" ”

Gao Tianxing was stunned: "Create a new world? ”

"Not bad!" Gao Tianxin took out the unequaled reincarnation, pointed to the blank page on it and said, "This is a hint, since the plot world of the space is all 'artificially created', why can't we use this to create the world we need?" ”

Gao Tianxing lowered his head, his eyes flickering, thinking about the feasibility of this proposal.

Gao Tianxin already had a comprehensive plan: "The special forces world is an example, if my judgment is correct, such worlds are creative types without ontology, so that they can become a filtered curtain to block the reincarnation's 'superpowers' from the earth." Since space can create such a world. It's not hard for us to do that! ”

Seeing that Gao Tianxing was still hesitating, Gao Tianxin finally said the core of his opinion: "If a person only thinks about saving himself, then in the end he can't save himself." In the same way, if you only think about preserving the earth, and ignore the innocent beings in the heavens and worlds, then in the end. But no one can save it! ”

As soon as these words came out, Gao Tianxing was finally moved, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then give it a try!" ”

Seeing that he had initially persuaded this stubborn guy, Gao Tianxin breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Very good, my first half of the first draft has been written, so please ask the eldest brother to review the first trial-"

……

It all started in mid-May.

It was May 15th, three days before the 18th birthday. But I usually work from 9 to 5, and the routine of staying at home on weekends has not changed, and on Sundays when I stay at home, I have no intention of preparing for my birthday when I am lazy.

But in addition to writing scripts, it's also fun to chat with people.

Since the first novel was released on the QQ account, more than 100 people have added me one after another, and most of them are readers.

Some said: Xingbatian, I like you so much. Come on and write a book, Momoda.

Someone said, "Why do you have such a pen name?" Did I see Nan Batian at first glance?

Some of them confided in me that he liked a male classmate in the class and asked me what to do.

Some people come up and drive without saying a word, or that kind of toxic car, and after a long day, it is the year of the rabbit of the Pleasant Goat and the Big Big Wolf......

Until that person appeared, everything was beautiful.

I remember very well, it was the night of the 15th. After finishing the chapter of the day, I was working on the ladder tumor in Hearthstone, and the little trumpet flashed, prompting that someone called "You undone the brand on your lips" added me.

This "you have revoked the brand on your lips" information is a man, and the age is 99 years old. Originally from Australia, the signature is "When I return to the world, you will all die", intuitively, this is undoubtedly a patient with advanced secondary disease.

I clicked it and went on to use dirty pastors again.

But soon, the icon in the lower right corner flashed, and it was a pitch-black heart, which was the new "You undone the brand on your lips".

"Are you Xingda?" He asked with a grin.

"Yes~" I replied with two words.

"It's you, the chicken is freezing to death!" He said excitedly.

"Thank you." I politely replied,In the game of a mind control at the same time said thank you,This is how many times I thanked,I don't remember,Anyway, I stole the other party's cards to thank you.,If you can't win, you're disgusted to death.,Successfully let the opposite side vote.。

"Xingda, you're so good at writing, can you teach me how to write a novel? I also want to write a web novel. He typed very quickly, and replied in the blink of an eye.

"Okay." There are really few openings in this one, and they usually talk about the plot of the book, or say that I haven't written well lately, which is really embarrassing, and I started to line up while thinking.

"Can you teach it now?" He was excited.

"I'm sorry, I'm writing, I may not be able to elaborate." I typed shamelessly, and chose to slap my face, and I would be confused if I didn't agree with it.

"When are you done? I can wait slowly. He replied almost instantly, in such a sincere tone that I had made the wrong call.

I pondered for a few seconds, and realized that Hearthstone was more important, so I said perfunctorily, "Three hours." ”

"Okay, then I'll look for you when you're done, bye!" He replied immediately, and I breathed a sigh of relief and threw myself into the game.

However, at the next moment, he suddenly asked again: "But Xingda, I have a question that I am really curious about, you said that if the protagonist in the novel suddenly appears in reality and comes to hunt you down, how many chapters can you survive?" ”

I was stunned, what kind of strange problem is this, this guy has a big brain, if the writing is passable, it is really no problem to write a novel.

But at this time, his avatar was already gray, I don't know if it was offline or invisible, I was aroused, I was curious, itched to close the game, thought for a moment, opened the document and quickly coded an outline.

It's a framework about the protagonist of the movie breaking the fourth wall and breaking into the reality of the killing, of course, the protagonist didn't know his identity until the end.

It just so happens that my book is coming to an end, and sometimes a flash of inspiration can really provide ideas for a new book, and I hummed a song. I am very happy.

Before I knew it, the 5,000-word outline was done, time passed quickly, the bell rang twelve, I glanced at the time, and stretched out. I plan to turn off and sleep.

The QQ avatar with a black heart flashed at this time, and it was the name that made people complain about it, "You revoked the brand on your lips".

Still smiling, he asked, "Xingda, are you done?" ”

I emptied the tabletop, and I replied, "It's twelve o'clock, and you still haven't slept yet?" ”

He immediately replied, "You're waiting for you, you said it would take three hours." ”

I was stunned and flipped through the chat history, it was 9:02 a.m., and now it's 12:02 a.m. It's exactly three hours, not a minute.

I subconsciously asked, not quite convinced: "You have been waiting for me?" ”

He immediately replied, "yes, I've been looking at the clock on my phone, time flies so slowly, I almost fell asleep." ”

While I was moved and ashamed by these words, I didn't know why I also felt an inexplicable chill: "Then you go to sleep, it's not good to stay up late at a young age." ”

"I'm not small." He let out a grinning face. "Besides, it's good to talk to you, isn't the question just now interesting?"

"It's similar to the avatar in the post bar to hunt down and kill how long you can live. It's really fun~~" I thought about it and said, "It seems that I will have to write more about ordinary people in the future, otherwise I will be killed in seconds and there is no negotiation!" ”

"Haha, I think so too, those authors who like to write a punch to explode the invincible flow of the universe are not pinched to death like ants?" He replied excitedly.

I'm a little embarrassed. Because I'm also like this, the main reason is that it's hard to grasp the mainstream of abuse, and it's really self-inflicted if it's too much.

Seeing that the rhythm was wrong, I returned to the previous topic: "What do you think is the biggest problem in writing novels, and what aspects are not clear?" Can be raised. ”

"I think the world is too old-fashioned." He immediately said, "The escalation stream is so cookie-cutter that I'm not bored writing about myself." ”

This is actually a matter of the wise and the wise, no matter how well the background is designed, it depends on the context of the main plot and the filling of the branch digging pits, but novices just like to compete in this area, I don't want to say anything, so I continue to guide: "What about the others?" ”

"It doesn't matter if anything else." He paused this time and wrote.

I pondered for a moment and tapped on the keyboard: "You may not feel it if you talk in generalities, so do you have a general idea, you can talk to me, and I will give some advice." ”

At the end, I quipped, "Of course, if you're not afraid that I'll borrow your ideas, the authors and readers actually inspire each other, let alone the two authors!" ”

"Wow!" He sent a series of expressions of arched hands, looking very excited, and then he actually sent a WORD document directly, "Matchless Reincarnation". doc。

This trust is really heavy, and when I opened this manuscript, it looked like an outline.

At first, I was going to scan through the ten lines at a glance, but the writing of novices was generally rough and childish, and there were many inconsistencies in the preface, but after only reading the first page, I froze.

Because this outline is strikingly similar to the outline of the new book I just conceived, even the names of the main characters are very similar, only one word apart, and the setting is the same.

How can it be?

My first reaction was that I had been copied by the virus, but as I looked down, I found that the other party's version was actually more complete than mine.

If an uninformed person looks at the two outlines, it is simply written by one person, and it is only the difference between before the revision and after the refinement.

How can it be?

"Xingda, how about it, can I still see what I wrote? Please don't hesitate to point out the bad places, don't save face for me! He waited there for a while, and seemed to be impatient, and began to urge.

I sat in the computer chair, feeling that my hands and feet were getting colder and colder, the temperature was not high at night, but there was a cold sweat behind my back, I didn't know how to answer, and finally I could only reluctantly answer: "It's too late today, let's talk tomorrow!" ”

Then he immediately closed the computer, washed up in a trance, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

This inexplicable strange thing didn't bother me for long, I had already thought about it before I went to work the next morning, the big deal was to abolish the previous outline and change my thinking, anyway, there was still more than a month before the end of the old book, and there was still plenty of time.

But having said that, there was always a pimple in my heart, and when I got home from work, I sat in front of the computer, subconsciously turned off the Internet, and single-mindedly coded words.

Under full attention, today's chapter was quickly completed, I hesitated for a moment, or connected to the Internet, QQ automatic login, and soon one by one avatars flashed, among which there was a message from that person: "Xingda, are you there?" ”

Sticking out his head and shrinking his head is also a knife, I instinctively felt that such a weird guy should not be offended, and went back: "Yes, I read your outline, it's really well written!" ”

His avatar immediately turned from gray to bright, as if he was guarding it twenty-four hours a day: "Xingda, you are finally on, have you finished reading it, I am so happy!" But don't just praise, talk about the shortcomings, I have a strong ability to bear it, really! ”

I feel quite crooked, isn't this a naked slap in the face, but I can only say a few irrelevant points perfunctorily, and finally said: "The outline is just a context, the key is the real plot content, just like when you review the screenwriter, in addition to the outline, you have to attach 30,000 words of text, you write the text and vote it, believe me, you can do it." ”

"Oh oh oh, happy happy!" He sent a repetitive happy expression, I thought this meant the end, and was just about to close the chat interface, but a question popped up over there, "Xingda, if one day, the protagonist contacts the author and expresses his willingness to exchange his identity with superpowers, what do you think we will choose?" ”

Exchange?

"Haha, of course I do, how cool it is to be a superpower!" It was an interesting idea, and many more ideas came up from it, but in view of the weirdness and embarrassment that had happened before, I asked vigilantly, "Why, did you use this in the book?" ”

"No, no, it's just a whim, it turns out that Xingda's idea is the same as mine, in fact, if you think about Neo in the Matrix, you know how cool it is to be a savior, what is the author? The sense of accomplishment of creating a virtual world is not comparable to those real superpowers! ”

He posted a lot of words, and I saw it a little ridiculous, this kid is not serious.

No matter, anyway, I finally finished talking to him, except for the thing that I couldn't figure out, but I also found a lot of inspiration for the new book, unequaled reincarnation, well, the name is not bad, but it's a pity that it's occupied......

Thinking like this, the back of my hand somehow swung and the cup that was placed next to it was brought and poured towards the computer.

"Don't!"

I exclaimed.

At the end of last month, while eating on the computer, I accidentally knocked over a bottle of drink, and the next day I couldn't turn on the machine.

I didn't expect to be in a trance today and make the same mistake!

The frustration had just spread all over the body, and as soon as the roar started, an unbelievable scene suddenly appeared in front of me, and the water was suspended on the notebook, frozen in the moment when it was about to be sprinkled! (To be continued.) )

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