The night is like cool water.

The vague stars are smeared at will, messy with a bit of decadence, and there is a different kind of beauty, and a waning moon is inadvertently held out, hanging upside down above the heavenly river.

Under this cold moonlight, some people's hearts are on fire.

The editor of the starting point fantasy group, "Still Methanol", is in high spirits, because he has just fooled a little god author into opening a book under his hands.

"Yes, just released 100,000 words, more than 10,000 collections, more than 20,000 recommended votes, and more than 1,000 comments······"

Looking at the new book of this little god, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm so handsome, I'm so handsome, I'm just handsome······"

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

"Damn, you kid, when did you dig up such a treasure, and you didn't say a word, you are really calm!"

It was a colleague who still had methanol and another editor in the fantasy editing team, the bottom tiger.

"What is calm, the fat dragon came to open a book under me, don't you know?"

Still methanol replied while looking at the chapter that Fat Dragon had just updated.

"You kid, you're pretending! You know I'm not talking about him!"

"Not him?

"I said you pretended to be addicted, right, the new book issue was the Silver Alliance, I'm talking about the one!"

"I'll go, you're blowing a lot of cowhide. The methanol smiled, "New book period Silver Alliance, do you think my brain is in water, will you believe this?"

"Grass, I said you could pretend, but you still don't admit it, I don't care, anyway, you have to have a treat, fool a little god, and pick up a piece of treasure, you don't want to escape. ”

The bottom tiger snorted.

"Please, please, tomorrow at noon, you pick. ”

Although I don't know about the Silver Alliance, I flickered a little god, and I didn't hesitate to invite a guest if I still had methanol.

"That's pretty much it. ”

The bottom tiger hung up the phone satisfied.

"The new book period Silver Alliance?hehe, Tiger that kid 484 stupid?"

Still with methanol and continue to read Feilong's new book.

"I'm so handsome, I'm so handsome, I'm just handsome······"

After reading less than two lines, the phone rang again.

"Editor-in-chief?"

Still methanol was shocked, it turned out to be the editor-in-chief of the Fantasy Channel who called him!

"It's a good job to unearth such a genius. ”

The editor-in-chief's voice was full of approval.

"This ······ The little dragon godhead has already been formed, and he can't be counted as what I discovered. ”

"I'm not talking about Xiaolong, it's the newcomer pen fairy!" the editor-in-chief scolded with a smile, "You kid, when did you play tricks, tell you, no matter how much you pretend to be, you won't be able to run away this time." ”

"Who is the pen fairy?"

"Pretend!"

The editor-in-chief's phone also hung up.

"Who is the pen fairy?"

Still in a daze, he didn't remember that he had such an author under his hands.

"I'm so handsome, I'm so handsome, I'm really handsome······"

The super handsome mobile phone ringtone began to roar again.

"Editor-in-chief, editor-in-chief!"

The mobile phone that was still stimulated by methanol fell directly, and the editor-in-chief actually called him!

"Editor-in-chief?"

Nervous and excited, I took it.

"That pen fairy, well done. ”

The editor-in-chief said less, just this sentence, just hang.

"Damn, who is the pen fairy?"

I still don't read Feilong's novels anymore, so I went directly to the starting point to search for the author "Pen Fairy", and then, he saw the "Biography of Pen Fairy".

"Damn!" At a glance, he saw a silver league on the fan list, and his eyes were still as big as a 250-watt light bulb, "100,000 words, silver league?

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Still with methanol rubbing his eyes, his first reaction was not to log in to his editing background to check the author's tail number of this pen fairy and make sure that he was in his own group, but to read this novel first.

"God's work!"

After reading it in one breath, he still felt deep admiration for this "Biography of the Pen Fairy", the wonderful and bizarre plot of this book, and the sophistication and maturity of the writing, all of which amazed him.

"Impossible, if this book is really my author, why am I not impressed at all?"

Still methanol is very confused.

Logging in to his editing background, there is still methanol even more confused, yes, this pen fairy is his group, and he is mixed with him.

"When did I review this book?"

There is still methanol knocking on his brain, this kind of unique book, if he reads it, he will definitely have an impression, but now he can't think of anything.

But in his own editing background, it is clear that he has this pen fairy.

"Who the hell are you sacred?"

With a curiosity, the methanol still clicked on the information of the pen fairy.

Then, he was stunned.

Because, it's a blank slate.

In the information of the pen fairy, there is nothing except a writer ID, name, gender, age, ID number, contact information, contact address, all of them.

"How, how is that possible?"

The lips of the methanol are a little dry, and the contact information and contact address are not easy to say, but there is no ID card, how is this possible?

How did he sign up!

"It won't be······ Hell, right?"

After reading the information of the terrifying pen fairy again, Methanol still grabbed the phone.

He plans to ask the contracted editor what the hell is going on, knowing that when signing a contract, he also needs to fill in the identity information.

"Jiashan, do you remember that when you signed the contract, there was an author with the pen name Pen Fairy?"

"I'm a pen fairy. ”

The answer that there was still methanol was not the contracted editor Jiashan at all, but a completely unfamiliar voice.

"Who are you? I'm looking for Jiashan. ”

There was a sudden loud noise outside the door, which scared the methanol hand trembling, and the phone fell directly to the ground.

"Who, what is this, what are you doing? ”

Still methanol was about to bend down to pick up his mobile phone, but he saw the mobile phone floating by itself!

"Your phone. ”

In the mobile phone, an unfamiliar voice came from the phone.

"Mom!"

The methanol still scared the butt and fell to the ground, how could the mobile phone fly by itself!

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a ghost, I won't hurt you. ”

The mobile phone on the ground flew up again, and flew towards the hand where the methanol was still there.

"What the hell!"

Methanol let out a terrifying scream from his mouth, and ran out the door.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm an immortal, don't be afraid, I won't ······"

The mobile phone chased the methanol and flew, but he didn't say anything halfway through, because the methanol panicked, hit his head against the wall, and passed out.

"Damn, what about editing, I read so many online articles every day, and the real online articles happened in front of me, but I was scared like this?"

Li Xianyun couldn't help but compare his middle finger to the remaining methanol.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of paper and pen on the table, and Li Xianyun began to write there.

"If a piece of paper can scare you again, then I'll have to change the editor. ”

Spread out the notebook full of words and put it next to the head that still had methanol, and Li Xianyun left.

There was still methanol in this coma, that is, overnight, until the next day, when I woke up leisurely.

"Why am I lying on the ground, hiss, why does my head hurt?"

Still sitting up with methanol bared teeth, looking confused, but when he glanced at the mobile phone on the ground, a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, and the terrifying scene of last night appeared in front of his eyes.

"I—What the hell did I do?"

There was still methanol, and he suddenly felt that the air around him was cold.