Chapter 12, it is impossible to find a girlfriend in this life
If you only write a book in life and don't choose a name, how good it is ?ββ salted fish style.
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"Come, it's time for the spicy chicken system to be useful to you, hurry up and give me what the book is called. β
"Don't, think for yourself. The spicy chicken system immediately refused.
"Why?"
"Because of that, I don't want to help you. "The spicy chicken system is very arrogant.
"Is it because I can't hold the knife anymore, or is your spicy chicken system floating?"
"Master, it's not that I don't help you, but because... I'm also a wasted name!"
Sure enough, the spicy chicken system with the spicy chicken host is all named waste!
"Hmm... Apocalypse?" Spicy Chicken System proposed.
"Don't, the XX war chicken is very dirty. β
"That's... The end of the world?"
"Hmm... It's a little better, but it's still not good. Windmark scratched his head: "Why is a name so difficult! Am I really not suitable for writing novels?"
"Master, don't be discouraged, there is a lot of time, let's think slowly. The spicy chicken system proposed again: "Either it's called the Doomsday Killing God, anyway, what you wrote is the protagonist who kills decisively." β
"Why can't you always jump out of the template of the end of the world, although it is a post-apocalyptic novel, but the title of the book does not have to be the end of the world, the three just now are too clichΓ©. The click-through rate will certainly not be high at that time. The name doesn't have to be a novel, but it has to be sassy!"
Wind Scar suddenly had an idea, "What years did I spend in the last days?"
"It's not dirty, but it's not good. "The spicy chicken system vetoed.
"Well, it's not good. Windmark also vetoed, "Then... The end of humanity?"
"Enmmm, it's not good. β
"Hey, it's really killing me to pick a name. "Wind Scars have a headache.
"Master, think about the number of words in the name first, generally the names of popular novels are 2, 3, 4, 5 words. Do you want to just think of a name based on this number of words?"
"Makes sense. "Wind Scar thinks about it, it seems that most of the books on the list are made up of these few numbers.
"I suddenly have a great idea!"
"What's it called?" the spicy chicken system curious.
"The King's Feast!"
", master, did your brain just be hit and it was enlightened, this name is 666, you can fire at a glance!"
"Fuck your sister, this is called strength, do you know strength!" The last days do not necessarily have the word "end times". And my name directly avoids the end of the world, so people may not think that I actually wrote the end of the world, and the name of this novel is also very suitable for making a hot-blooded anime. β
"What story are you going to write, master?"
"The fusion of heaven and earth, the end of the world is coming, all kinds of creatures are invading the earth, and the reason for this is actually a group of 'gods', this is just a game they are bored to play, so that you can see all kinds of creatures killing and human beings surviving in the end times. They bet that each god would give a portion of himself to some of the people they had chosen, and they would be called 'kings', and they would see which 'kings' would survive to the end, and the 'gods' who gave the 'kings' the ability to live to the end were the winners of the game. During this time, they could not interfere with everything on earth, and watched the 'kings' fend for themselves. β
"And the protagonist has gained the power of a saint who has been exiled by the great universe world, and he will use his power to open this apocalyptic world, fight against the 'kings', establish his own new world, and finally fight against the 'gods'. (This is a book I wanted to write before, but I always felt that I couldn't write it. οΌ
"Although this story is no different from ordinary post-apocalyptic novels, the setting of 'Wang' is still very interesting. It depends on how you write it, master. β
"There's no way, the novel has been developed for so many years, and there is basically nothing new anymore, only how to write the bad routine!" "After more than ten years of development, the novel has long come to a bottleneck period, and there must be creativity, but it's too difficult. It's basically a rotten routine.
But although the routines have been written badly, powerful people can also write badly written routines very well. (And I'm a spicy chicken author, I can't write good ideas...) οΌ
"Let me get the outline and see if I can become an author. β
Windmark wrote the outline on WPS, because this story had been brewing in his heart for several years, and it was easy to write.
"Book I: The End Is Coming, the Legacy of the Sage.
Rough contents: ..."
"Wind Scar, eat. Just as Wind Scar was immersed in writing the outline, Wind Mother's voice sounded.
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On the dinner table.
After eating, Wind Scar originally planned to continue to go back to her room to rest, but Mother Wind stopped Wind Scar.
"Give this to your Uncle Wang next door. "Mother Feng gave a bag of food to Wind Scar.
"Oh. β
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Next door to the wind scar lives a terrifying character - the old king next door.
If there is a person surnamed Wang living next door, most people must be afraid, what if they are green?
"Uncle Wang, open the door, I'm here to send warmth. The wind slammed on the door of Uncle Wang's house.
Footsteps rang out from inside the room, "Here we are." β
After opening the door, a lewd face in his thirties was revealed, which made people unconsciously think of the word strange Shu. The little girl must have fled in fright when she saw him.
"What did you bring me Wind Scarre?" Uncle Wang said with a smile, all the organs on his smiling face were crowded together, and it was very obscene.
"Eat. β
Uncle Wang's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Fake. Windmark smiled.
"Wind marks, it's not right to deceive people. Uncle Wang took the food from Fengji's hand and said angrily.
After taking a bite, Uncle Wang showed a satisfied smile, "Well, your mother's craftsmanship is good." Come on, come on, come in and have fun. β
Fengji is also not polite, Uncle Wang is the closest person besides his parents, he has watched him grow up since he was a child, and he has also helped their family a lot, so Feng's mother will let Fengji give him something to eat.
"Uncle Wang... It's not a way for you to be single like this. "When the wind mark came in, I saw that the ground was full of garbage, and I knew that it hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the most important thing was that there were several photo books of women on the table...
This seems to be something that Uncle Wang brought back from RB before.
There is a crumpled piece of paper next to the photo book.,It doesn't look like it's used to wipe your nose.,It's for wiping your mouth.γ
Sometimes Fengji feels that Uncle Wang is quite pitiful, living alone in his thirties, and every time in the dead of night, only his loyal wife accompanies him.
"Hey, I don't want to, I can't do it without a wife. It is impossible to find a girlfriend in this life, and I will never find another woman in this life. Uncle Wang smiled heartily.
Feng Scar was speechless, "Uncle Wang, do you want to make such a salted fish for the rest of your life?"
"What's so bad about making salted fish, I've fallen into salted fish and can't get up. β