-33- No, it can't be

The first chapter of "Save the Witch from Today" "Let Go of the Witch" lasted twenty minutes, Jiang Ye finished reading it in one go, closed his eyes and reminisced for a long time, and was greatly shocked.

This is the most perfect form of the novel, from the perspective of God or from the perspective of the character, everything is as if it really happened around him, since Li Xiang crossed over to the Longze Continent through his diary, Jiang Ye really felt like he had entered the Magic Continent.

In particular, the establishment level of Fang Yue and Meng Yuanyuan far exceeded Jiang Ye's estimate.

Fang Yue is mainly responsible for the world structure and character building, and she can't find fault with it at all, especially the two protagonists, Li Xiang and the witch, whose facial expressions include emotional changes, which are almost equivalent to real characters.

Yuanyuan is also perfect in the overall beautification and performance of the power system, the quaint diary, the special effects when traveling, and the vision of heaven and earth when the witch uses the forbidden spell, all give people an immersive illusion.

Jiang Ye thought about it for a long time, took off the reader, and really underestimated the world, underestimated the compilation of novels, and also underestimated the writers of this world.

He remembered some things mentioned by Uncle Yuzu in the small talk, the word writer is a generic term, and all people who come out of the writer's academy can be called writers.

Bronze-level writers, even if they don't work in the studio, can live more easily than ordinary people, and all walks of life welcome writers to join, this group of people is called figurative craftsmen, the income is not low, and they can indeed do their job perfectly.

But starting from Silver, it can only be reached by writers who work in the studio, and Uncle Yuzu briefly mentioned that the F-level Xenomorphic Rift is open to all writers, and from the E-level upwards, only studio writers of the corresponding level can enter.

Jiang Ye was quite satisfied with the finished product, and seized the time to start writing the detailed outline behind the novel.

In the Longze Continent, witches are taboo beings, and once discovered, they are either executed or reduced to playthings.

The diary left by Li Xiang's grandfather recorded all kinds of beauty of witches, and the last wish he left was also hoping that someone would change the fate of witches.

Li Xiang was not bound by this world in the first place, and resolutely embarked on the journey of saving the witch.

Goldfinger is set up that Li Xiang can travel between the two worlds at will through the diary, change the Longze Continent with modern technology, and use the harvest of the Longze Continent to gain money and status in modern times, and the great cause of saving the witch is flourishing.

Eventually, the great powers of the two worlds began to notice him, and after several fruitless conflicts, the diary mysteriously disappeared......

"And then?" Jiang Keren listened with relish with his head, and was anxious when he saw that he closed the document with a series of shortcut keys.

"Later, when I think about it again, there should be enough space here for a dozen chapters. Jiang Ye looked at the lovely and urgent expression with satisfaction, which showed that the plot was fine, and even such a big witch who didn't know how many years she had lived was interested, it shouldn't be wrong.

Just when Ke Ke was about to ravage Jiang Ye, Feng Xiaotian, who had disappeared for more than a day, reappeared.

"It's not open yet, won't it be waiting for me!" Feng Xiaotian gloated with a look of schadenfreude, "I said bitter pomelo, don't say that I won't help you, I said all the good things from my senior brother, and they reluctantly agreed to wait another day, do you think I called them over, or did you call them in person to invite them?"

"Who are these two goods?" Jiang Keren squinted his eyes and looked up and down, pursed his lips, very disgusted.

Feng Xiaotian was not happy, "What kind of wild child came out of this, can he speak." ”

Jiang Ye knew that something was wrong when he heard what he said, so he grabbed the lovely person who wanted to rush up, and gave her a chance to rush up, but this is the world, and you have to pay legal responsibility for murder.

Uncle Yu took a leisurely sip of tea and said slowly: "Little God, our studio doesn't need ghostwriting, you go back to your senior brothers as soon as possible, and you can go to work safely while you're still here, if you have other thoughts, I won't keep you." ”

Feng Xiaotian was anxious, and he was a little inexplicable, "What do you mean? Could it be that your studio is not ready to open?"

While talking, Yuanyuan, who had slept for a while, walked downstairs, her sleepy eyes were hazy and she didn't see the situation of the studio clearly, and yawned, "Brother Jiang, have you seen it, do you meet the requirements?"

"Exceed expectations! Admire!" Jiang Ye's words came from the bottom of her heart, in terms of details and beautification, her level was not even comparable to Feng Xiaotian.

"What? Yuanyuan made up a novel? I haven't been here for a day, what are you all fooling about? Kuyu, you're not going to break the jar, are you?"

For Feng Xiaotian, today was really unexpected, he originally wanted to leave them for a day, let them be in a hurry, and everything would be easy to say, but the truth was completely unexpected.

"It's not your turn to judge whether it's a broken jar, and I can tell you with certainty that the studio will not only keep going, but it will do well. ”

Jiang Ye really couldn't stand his virtue of wanton criticism from above, and his good mood in the morning was ruined by him.

"It's not your turn to speak here!" Feng Xiaotian became angry, turned his head and shook his right hand at Kuyu, "Kuyu, I'm the only bronze writer here, if I really leave, your studio will really be over." ”

Kuyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to add water to the teacup.

Jiang Yele sighed at the ring, wiped it and shone it a few times in the sun, "Yuanyuan, will the ring of the bronze writer change color?"

"That's right, it's bronze, and then the area covered by the color is equal to the level of the pen. Yuanyuan replied truthfully, and enthusiastically ran to explain.

Feng Xiaotian glanced at Jiang Ye, who was pretending to be pretentious, but he almost didn't call out this look, "No, it's impossible, how can it be possible, you two ......"

Kuyu added water, swayed to the door, and interjected, "It's not two, it's three, all three of them are bronze writers, and they are all intermediate or above." ”

"How can it be so fast, I have used it for several months from apprenticeship to bronze intermediate level, you are only one day, no, it is impossible to ......" Feng Xiaotian felt that he was going crazy, but the QD Ring would not lie, and the facts were in front of him.

"Little God, so, don't look like you're so great, by the way, I forgot to inform you, a single chapter novel with a magical theme has been compiled, do you want to experience it?"

"You wait, you all wait......" Feng Xiaotian ran away after speaking, the amount of information in just ten minutes was too much, he muttered all the way, it must be the wrong way I opened it, or I haven't woken up yet.

Jiang Ye held the lovely person with one hand, and Feng Xiaotian, who was watching him go away, actually didn't have the intention to live with him, but his heart was too small.

After the vignette, the studio began to get busy again, Kuyu was busy with the publicity, and Yuanyuan and Fang Yue, who rushed over, hurried to compile the second chapter of the novel.

Jiang Ye was idle instead, and patiently taught Keren to operate the computer, in Keren's words, "In any world, gathering intelligence is the most important pre-war preparation." ”

Jiang Keren is not really a five-year-old child, and after watching it roughly, he got started by himself, Jiang Ye thought about it and went to the side to watch it with her.

One is a soul piercing from another earth, the other is a stowaway from a magical world, and both are desperate to understand what kind of world this is.