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Date: March 31, 2018

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"Do you have any good ideas for tomorrow?"

Mo Chengying has heard this kind of question several times today.

He wasn't bored.

After all, tomorrow is April 1st, April Fool's Day.

Only on this day will lies be seen as right and wrong.

It's magical!

Although it is a festival that has not been recognized by any country, the people will remember it.

It is worth mentioning that Mo Chengying really didn't think about what 'lies' she was going to use tomorrow to set off the festive atmosphere.

He wasn't a man who was used to lying.

It's someone who is good at making up stories.

Ahem!

Uh, well, Mo Chengying feels that so-called lies, sometimes in the case of non-malicious, are really not derogatory.

He is a web writer.

In his own opinion, is the story he wrote a 'lie'?

Those imaginary events do not exist in reality.

Is this a 'lie'?

Writing from the beginning, in order to make the story seem more reasonable, I have to imagine the next plot flow.

Is this similar to the act of 'round lying'?

Obviously, Mo Chengying likes to think so crankily in his daily life.

And while he came up with these ideas, he also knew that these were all fallacies.

But, seriously, a lot of fallacies, and sometimes it's funny.

Mo Chengying has read a very famous book, called-

The many mentally ill people described in it, and the worldview they conceive is very interesting.

If stones are life, how do they think?

Mo Chengying couldn't imagine the way of thinking that 'not human'.

……

Time doesn't pass, it's us who passes!

If you think about it, the concept of time was put forward by people, but does time really exist?

……

Try to understand from a materialistic point of view, the moment is actually eternal!

Time is paused, never lifted, everything in the world is frozen forever...... Looking at it this way, the moment is indeed eternal.

……

Women and men are not the same race, they are the scariest creatures!

Belch!

The last argument, when Mo Chengying first heard it, thought it was ridiculous.

Of course, at that time he only read a title.

But when he finished reading the content.

Well, hell, he always felt that the psychopath had a point.

He wondered if he was sick.

In a word......

Mo Chengying is such a person, who likes to fantasize out of thin air, and there are always some strange ideas in his head, and record them to have fun in this way.

As mentioned earlier, he is an online writer.

The author's pen name, he didn't bother to think about it, and directly used his own name.

A writer who has never lacked themes, but has a very bad ability to control the plot - a street writer.

In the last few months, he has initially written a story of pure fantasy with the mentality of practicing his pen.

Title:

When the book was first released, the editor in charge of guiding him said that it had become niche now, and that if the title had been changed, the book might have done better.

Mo Chengying listened to the editor's suggestion, so the title of the book was changed to:

The book was successfully signed.

But it didn't take long for the editor to send him another message, telling him that the two keywords 'Hokage' involved sensitive factors, and the title of the book was revised again.

Very straightforward name.

It has to be said that the editor does have quite a lot of experience.

After the title of the book was revised, the results were also greatly improved.

Nearly 19,000 collections are on the shelves, although they are not as good as some platinum, gods, and boutiques, but Mo Chengying is satisfied with this.

However, he didn't expect that based on this number of collections, the number of subscriptions after the story hit the shelves was only a little over 300.

The book-to-book ratio is close to 60:1

This is undoubtedly an unexpected situation.

Because of this, Mo Chengying's enthusiasm for this book began to gradually decrease.

But he wasn't prepared to cut it off because of this.

At the very least, the story has to be given an ending.

And today, Mo Chengying, who has returned home, is ready to end the curtain on his story.

……

Huaxia, Jiangnan Province, Xiaoxiang City, Chengbei District, in a residential building on the eighth floor.

Mo Chengying came to his study, and there was only one computer desk inside, which seemed very empty.

He sat on the gimbal chair in front of the computer desk, turned on the computer, and suddenly, two screens, one large and one small, lit up at the same time.

It didn't take long for the desktop to appear.

He selected the folder on the D drive, looked at the story that had already written more than 300 chapters, and created a new ord file.

Start coding words!

However, he did not find out.

From the moment he entered the study, in the corner of the study, there was a person.

A young man with black hair and black eyes, yellow skin, and a very ordinary appearance.

If you look closely, you can find that this person's appearance is somewhat similar to Mo Chengying.

But what is very strange is that the study is only a few square meters in size, and in the eyes of some rich people, even their own toilets are much more luxurious.

But in such a small space, there was obviously one more person, but Mo Chengying didn't notice the other party.

Code words as if nothing happened.

At the same time, the black-haired young man also did not speak quietly.

Like an illusion that did not exist in this world, he slowly walked behind Mo Chengying, watching the other party's fingers tap on the keyboard, and then words kept appearing in the documents on the screen.

Mo Chengying is a 2Klux Klan.

That is, each chapter is updated with a limit of 2,000 words.

He used to be a 3K party, but then he gradually found that he was doing 3K twice a day, which was far less effective than 2K three times a day, and he insisted on five watches for a while, if it was 3K, he might become an immortal!

In a word......

The two of them just kept the same thing quietly, and time kept passing.

An hour later.

"Whew, there's still one last paragraph left."

Mo Chengying stood up, moved his sedentary and stiff shoulders, and walked out of the study, "Pour a glass of water." ”

Until now, he hadn't been able to find another person in his room.

Meantime......

"How so?"

The uninvited guest in the room slowly spoke, "Is this the 'author' who created me?" ”

"It's very 'ordinary'!"

Saying this, the person's gaze subconsciously moved to the document on the computer screen.

At this time......

"No boiling water?"

In the living room outside the study, Mo Chengying's helpless words came, "You have to burn, trouble!" ”

Hearing the words......

"I had a bold idea."

The uninvited guest in the room actually sat down at the computer desk with his hands hanging over the keyboard.

And then......

Start typing at a flying pace.

The speed of almost afterimage directly caused the number of words in the document to increase dramatically.

After a few minutes......

——

Mo Yang sat at the 'author's computer desk, and on a whim, he thought of a certain possibility.

"If the 'character in the text' can temporarily replace the author and write a plot for the story, will it be reflected in the corresponding world?"

With such a bold idea, Mo Yang began to write the original text while the author was busy with other things.

"My own story, I'll end it with my own hands."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he thought so......

——

In front of the computer desk, the corners of the uninvited guest's mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling.

At the same time, the finger taps on the keyboard, this time it is really slow, and there are no afterimages.

On the ORD document, in a parentheses, there are three short words -