Doesn't this mean that all those who have drunk wine will die if they do not leave any of them? Thinking about the extremely terrifying ending, Fei Qiurui couldn't accept it for a long time.

Fei Qiurui couldn't wait to look down, and in the end, Qin Song did not directly write about the fate of the guests, but continued to describe the scene in the tavern.

[Even the boss was infected by this atmosphere, raised his glass at the counter, and drank it slowly.

That night, the bar room was brightly lit and stayed all night. Strangely, however, there was no one to go back, but the bar room was as silent as death, no one could be heard talking or shouting, only a radio broadcasting light music.

After a while, the sound of "Good night, goodbye everyone" came over the radio, and then it was silent. So, the beautiful young lady said to herself, "Good night, goodbye everyone", and then waited with a very cold expression - who should greet her next? 】

This is where the story begins, and tonight, the silence in the tavern contrasts sharply with the hustle and bustle of the past. How ironic is the beautiful robot girl's final self-talk.

What happened to the boss and the guests is no longer necessary to describe in words.

At the end of the novel, Qin Song added a humorous idle pen when the story was already complete, making the novel more interesting, which is worth tasting and recalling.

Imagine walking into a dark bar with soothing music playing on a dark and windy night on a moonlit night. Under the dim light, black shadows lay horizontally, everything was so quiet, not a little angry. At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the bar, "Welcome".

Hey, just thinking about it, my soul is scared away, okay?

Is this a horror novel? Or science fiction? But every word in the whole article is full of irony, which is really amazing. Rooted in science and focused on the inner world of man, the ending continues the unexpected feeling of "The Gift of the Magi".

She glanced at the word count, but it was only about 3,000 words, and she could read it in a few minutes, but she read it for half an hour, shocking, shocking.

"What's wrong?" Guo Bojian and Ren Liangce did not go back, reviewing manuscripts in their own offices, and after the decline of literary magazines, most of the submissions were indiscriminate works, but what if they encountered a good novel. There are just what ifs, and they don't want to give up. At this time, seeing Fei Qiurui's abnormal appearance, he couldn't help but ask.

"You put aside the matter at hand first, Qin Song's manuscript has been sent, and I have sent it to your mailbox." Fei Qiurui moved the mouse and sent a copy of the novel to the two of them.

"Okay." The two agreed, and looked at the manuscript silently. Actually, they don't have much hope in their hearts, but what if, right?

Tick, tick, time passed, and the two watched intently, without making a sound.

"How?" Fei Qiurui asked aloud.

As if they didn't hear, they moved the mouse, looking from beginning to end, and then pulled back again.

The novel is only 3,000 words, and the length is too short, and after reading it once, they only feel that they are still unsatisfied, and they can't help but read it again after reading it again.

"Hey, this novel is absolutely amazing, I can say responsibly that it is not worse than any of Song Xuanming's novels, and it is even better." After a long time, Guo Bojian slapped the table and exclaimed excitedly.

"Four words, short and concise." Ren Liangce pushed the lens, "Your junior brother has a very strong literary foundation, in just about 3,000 words, he not only satirizes the mercenary tavern owner, but also satirizes many real social phenomena, such as a vase with an empty head with no appearance, an appearance association that only knows appearance but does not understand the connotation, etc......., etc., etc."

"The structure is also very ingenious, the tavern owner saved the business through the robot girl, and also made more money by recycling the wine that the robot girl drank, but finally lost his life because of it, such a setting, there is an inexplicable sense of Buddhist karma." Guo Bojian added.

After speaking, Guo Bojian and Ren Liangce looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison, "Sure enough, among us, Qiu Rui's vision is the strongest. ”

"Hmph." Fei Qiurui snorted arrogantly, "Since Qin Song has proven his worth, then we have to work hard." ”

"That's right, but to save a magazine, it doesn't seem like a top-notch short story is enough." Ren Liangce weakly raised his hand to speak, "When will the long mystery novel promised by Senior Brother Qin be sent?" ”

Mystery novels are the foundation of literary magazines, and most of the loyal die-hard fans are mystery fans.

"Don't worry about this, my junior brother agreed, and I can send it in two days." Fei Qiurui waved her hand arrogantly, looking like an eldest sister. Although she has no bottom in her heart, she does not miss anything on her face, and she has everything in my hands.

"Then I'll be relieved." Guo Bojian nodded, "Come, come on." ”

The three friends stretched out their palms and folded them together, shouting in unison, "It is incumbent upon my generation to recast the glory of literature." ”

The slogan is slightly middle two, and the three of them also feel a little embarrassed after shouting, look at each other, and laugh.

……

The sun was three poles, the sun shone on his buttocks, Qin Song woke up slowly, he was tossed enough last night.

Took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was twelve o'clock, get up and go to have some lunch, Qin Song locked himself in the room and began to code.

I promised my sister that things would always be done, and he was very greedy for the magazine. The short stories have been sent, and there are only long mystery novels left.

Suddenly, Song Gaoyuan, the editor-in-chief of Wei Bo Literature Channel, called him and invited him to join Wei Bo, and the conditions given were quite good.

The establishment of Wei Bo's novel department is complete, and there is an urgent need for authors with strength and traffic to settle in.

Qin Song thought about it and didn't refuse, why didn't he want the money sent to the door, you know, he took out a loan to buy the BNa7 series, he owed a lot of debts, eating, drinking and having fun, which one didn't need money? Sad.

And take this opportunity to post some short and medium-length mystery novels on Wei Bo, so that those guys who are clamoring that he can't write reasoning will shut up, which can be regarded as building momentum for literary magazines.

Killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone.

Since he wanted to write reasoning, Qin Song searched the Internet for reasoning novels in this world, picked out a few key ones, and then touched his chin and fell into thought. Write traditional reasoning? It's not that I don't have it in my mind, but it's so boring, if you want to play, play some new tricks, and make it big.

Didn't you say I couldn't write reasoning? Okay, then I'm going to crush you on IQ and play with you.

Come on, let's have a real showdown between the author and the reader!!

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