In the winter of the Northeast, it was snow-white outside, Yang Yang opened his eyes in a daze, and found that he was lying on the computer desk and fell asleep. After looking at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only about half past seven in the morning when he chatted with the strange editor-in-chief.

After a whole morning's sleep, Yang Yang lay in front of the window and looked outside, and found that the snow was fluttering, and a group of children were still having a snowball fight in the community.

Yang Yang's family lives on the second floor, he moved in the year before last, and it was the day he moved into the new building, regardless of his family's obstruction, he dropped out of school to write novels full-time, and he has been staying at home for the past two years, and now he is exactly twenty years old, and he has written several novels that are not eunuchs, because he doesn't make much money at all, except for a few hundred yuan a month of full attendance, the most pure manuscript fee is 800 yuan, which can be said to be a street to the home.

"The Legend of Tsing Yi" is the first Xianxia novel he wrote with his heart, and he wrote it for a whole year, with a total of more than 2 million words, and he also contributed a lot of effort. But because of his willfulness, he forcibly wrote the previously set happy ending as a tragedy, and he thought that such a storyline could move readers, but he didn't expect most readers to buy it, and complained about this unfinished ending.

Di Di Di ......

The QQ message sound sounded on the computer again.

Yang Yang returned to the computer and saw that the chat window had not been closed, and at this moment, the strange editor-in-chief sent another message:

"How's the scenery outside, can't you enjoy it, Yang Daxia?" There is also a nose-picking expression added to the back, which looks obscene.

When Yang Yang saw this line of words, he felt creepy, even his readers didn't know their real name, why did the editor-in-chief know his surname Yang, and he also knew Yang Daxia, a name that he often obsessed in novels?

Yang Yang ran to the window again and looked outside, he felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in a place that he couldn't see, which was extremely weird.

But after watching for a long time, there were only a few children having snowball fights in the community, and there were no suspicious people, and the editor-in-chief of Strange was chatting with himself on the computer, and he would not be outside at all.

Yang Yang thought about it and felt that he was too naïve, maybe it was just a coincidence that the editor-in-chief called himself Yang Daxia, just ridiculed casually.

Yang Yang sat back in front of the computer, tapped on the keyboard, and sent the message:

"Who are you, and why do you keep pestering me?"

The other party sent another nose-picking expression, and then sent another paragraph:

"From now on, I will be your full-time editor-in-chief, and I will be in charge of you, and any of your future works must be reviewed by me first, and you can only publish them after passing my review."

Yang Yang frowned and typed a few words, "Who are you, what do I write about you?" But the message sent in the past became "Editor-in-chief, please take my knees!" ”

Seeing such a strange picture, Yang Yang can be sure that it is not a dream to meet the hero and heroine in the novel just now!

Yang Yang looked at the static computer screen, held his breath, and was dripping in cold sweat.

Taking a deep breath, he typed another line of words: "Who are you and why are you eyeing me?" ”

There was no answer from the other side, but the computer screen suddenly flickered and emitted a sound similar to radio interference, and the scalp of the listener was numb.

"Holy, help!"

Yang Yang was originally timid, and now he is still home alone, so his legs are weak.

The computer screen stopped flickering, and a black mask appeared on the screen, behind which only the eyes, nose, and mouth could be seen.

Yang Yang looked at the eyes behind the mask, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you, and why did you find me?" ”

A hoarse voice came from the computer: "I am from the future world, and indeed your editor-in-chief." I used a network virus to infiltrate your computer and get in touch with you. ”

"Future world?" Yang Yang looked at the black mask on the screen with a shocked expression.

The hoarse voice of the strange editor-in-chief came out again: "That's right, in the future world, you are a super writer who fights the streets, I am your future editor-in-chief, seeing that you are depressed every day, I will use the virus to contact you now, hoping to help you get out of the sea of suffering and become a god-level super writer like the three young men of the Tang family, I eat tomatoes, and Chen Dong." ”

"I'm just an ordinary web writer now, what is a super writer?" Yang Yang raised this crucial question.

"Super writers are an emerging profession in the future, and top super writers can make their own fiction content a reality, but they will consume luck in the process," said the editor-in-chief of Wonderful. ”

"Sounds so powerful, but what's the luck value?" Yang Yang asked.

The editor-in-chief said: "Luck is a currency that communicates between the world of fiction and the real world, and after getting the luck value, you can transfer things from the real world to the world of fiction, and you can also transfer things from the world of fiction to the real world." If you want to get lucky, you have to do various tasks in the world of the novel, or you can also get a certain amount of luck by triggering random events in the world of the novel. ”

When Yang Yang heard the narration of the strange editor-in-chief, his sense of fear disappeared, and his heart itched, and he couldn't help asking: "How can I enter the world of novels?" ”

The editor-in-chief explained: "In the future world, as long as you choose the profession of a super writer, you can enter the world of novels at will through relevant websites after publishing a novel and being recognized by readers. But you don't have such advanced equipment in your time, but fortunately, I can load the relevant equipment software that can transmit the author to the world of fiction into your computer through a virus, so that you can enter the world of fiction every time you finish writing a novel. ”

"Can't you enter the world of unfinished novels?" Yang Yang wondered.

The editor-in-chief said: "No, only the finished novel is a complete novel world, and the unfinished novel is not a complete novel world." And the finished work must reach one million words, otherwise there is no permission to enter the world of fiction. The most important thing is that what you write should be logical, you can use your imagination, but you can't make it up. This is something that you can only grasp slowly after you become familiar with the creative skills, and I am not very good at explaining this problem. ”

Yang Yang pondered for a while, thought of what happened in the morning, and said: "This morning I seem to have entered the world of "The Legend of Tsing Yi", that is to say, "The Legend of Tsing Yi" meets the standards of the world of novels. ”

"That's right, although the story of "The Legend of Tsing Yi" is very bloody, it is very logical. The protagonist did not ascend to the sky in one step, and was beaten to death by many masters in the end. So I give you a free "Tsing Yi Sequel" at the beginning, which is to write about a master who found the hero and heroine and resurrected them, and the rest of the story has to be imagined by yourself. When you finish writing more than a million words, you can enter the world of "The Legend of Tsing Yi" again. ”

Speaking of this, the computer screen flickered again, and the strange editor-in-chief said helplessly: "There is another super writer who has submitted to me, let's not talk about it yet, if you have something to contact, you can conceive the sequel to "The Legend of Tsing Yi" first." Once you have it in mind, you can publish it on your current website, or you can write more than 1 million words and submit it to me directly. ”

The screen flickered for a while, then eventually returned to normal and the black mask disappeared.

Yang Yang stared at the computer screen without blinking, and suddenly yelled, laughing, and extremely excited.

"The novels I write are the world I create, I can enter the world I create, I am the master of the world, and I can do whatever I want at that time, it's so exciting!"

Yang Yang was alone in the room screaming like crazy.

"One million words, at my current rate of 10,000 words a day, I can write it in about three and a half months. Haha, it's a little exciting to think about! Yang Yang muttered to himself, calmed down his emotions, and thought about it: "The sequel to "The Legend of Tsing Yi", I have to give a name first, now that the protagonist Ye Qingyi has been resurrected, the sequel will not write him to death again, in this case, the new book will be called "Tsing Yi Eternal"! ”

After thinking of the name, Yang Yang began to conceive the plot. In order to sort out the logic of what the editor-in-chief of Curiosity said, he began to carefully create the outline of the new book, and it took three hours to sort out the rough outline.

Next, Yang Yang opened the code word software and created this new book "Tsing Yi Eternal".