Liu Yuan sighed helplessly as he spoke.

"Actually, you can't accept that you were born to be an ordinary person, people like you put ancient times, it is estimated that you can't eat enough every day, I think you have the kung fu to sigh here, it is better to thank the ancestors who let you live such a good life silently in your heart, I think it is better to blame Yuan Lao for letting you eat too much, and you can't take care of yourself." There is no such thing on the Internet, I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh in the back seat of a bicycle. Everyone's life is their own choice, whether it's crying or laughing, you can talk about it, but you are not qualified to blame. Therefore, if you have this spare time, you should put away your salty radish and worry about it, and quickly think about how to face the old man of calligraphy and painting is serious. ”

In fact, I don't want to be a psychological tutor for adults, because normal people, all psychological problems are uncomfortable for themselves, to put it simply, it is self-inflicted, for the disease-free blind hum, I am generally too lazy to take care of it, but this time it is not good, learning Daiyu funeral flowers is the protagonist of the story who has been stimulated many times in a short time, if Liu Yuan, this kid, can't think about it for a while, I can't regenerate Liu Yuan's soul like regenerating a little plum body, for neuropathy Liu Yuan as the protagonist of my story, I refuse, So I can only do my best to enlighten Liu Yuan, who can't think of it.

"Lao Liu, if you are the God of Creation, what you said is too good. But I'm fine, I just missed my mother a little bit, my mother is good to me, I dare to say, let my mother choose between being the emperor and my little life, my mother must choose me without blinking. I've been away for a month, and I don't know how sad my mom will be. As he spoke, Liu Yuan choked up.

When I was so sad, I only felt that my head was full of black lines, and I helplessly interrupted Liu Yuan, who was homesick and crying, and said:

"Hey, hey, don't cry, look, the Zhuang at the door has been watching you." Hearing my words, Liu Yuan just turned his back on his face, and then continued to cry silently, I had no choice but to poke Liu Yuan's heart and said:

"No, you're crying, you forgot, your mother and her son are doing well, and they're not sad at all."

"You are talking nonsense, I am an only child in my family, where does my mother have a son?" Liu Yuan retorted angrily.

"No, have you forgotten that you are your own replicant? Isn't your original body still with your mother? "I don't want to talk about this topic, but now that it's only been more than a month and less than two months, Liu Yuan has forgotten the setting at the beginning of the story, and I can't do it if I don't remind him.

"Huh?" Liu Yuan was stupid, suddenly a big snot bubble came out, Liu Yuan immediately lowered his head and sucked the snot back, embarrassed, for a while the upper half of his face was still immersed in the sadness of missing, but the lower half of his face turned into an embarrassing smile, and Liu Yuan, who was at a loss, had to silently wipe his tears with the corner of his clothes, and blew his nose by the way. After collecting his mood, he shouted at the angry man at the door:

"What do you see, I haven't seen anyone cry?!!!" Zhuang immediately put away the expression of the fool, and quickly turned around and didn't know where to run. Then Liu Yuancai embarrassed me in a private chat and said:

"Hey, this world is too real, I forgot that I am a replicant of the original, then I can rest assured, at least my mother will not have the pain of losing her son." As he spoke, his mouth flattened again, and he choked up and said:

"But, too, I miss my mother."

"Are you finished? Haven't you been weaned yet? I haven't seen your mom for a few months, look at what you look like. Ma Bao Male !! "I'm going crazy, why does Liu Yuan still have this problem, at this moment, I have the idea of changing the protagonist again, and I don't know if my friends who read the book mind that after more than 200,000 words, the protagonist will be changed from Liu Yuan, who will be replaced by it? I began to look at the characters I had played from the beginning to the present.

"I'm not a mom boy, I guess my mom isn't this normal, don't you have a mom?" Liu Yuan roared angrily.

"I have a mother, but I'm curious, how did you get to college, did your mother rent a house near your school to accompany you?" I said with a smile.

"I went to school locally, but it doesn't matter, Brother Liu, will you let me meet my mother? It's not difficult, right? Liu Yuan finally said his request.

"Isn't it difficult? It's hard to die. ”

"Help, okay?"

"Look at you from the beginning of the story to the present, you only eat fried chicken and pesticides every day, do you know the results of this book now?"

"No, Brother Liu, you can't be authentic, the bad grades of the book can only be your own problem, what does it have to do with me?"

"My problem? You really dare to say it, a three-year-old child telling Journey to the West in his own words will be more interesting than the accounting statements copied by the original author Wu Chengen, you don't do things every day, what can I do? ”

Silence, I regretted a little in the silence, did the words speak a little heavy, thought for a while, I was just about to open my mouth to ease the atmosphere, I heard Liu Yuan say:

"Lao Liu, let's make trouble" Liu Yuan raised his head, his eyes were firm, and after a pause, Liu Yuan continued:

"I'll do things with my life, and then you write the story seriously, let's make an agreement, if someone rewards your story, you let me meet my mother, okay?"

I was shocked by Liu Yuan's brain, and asked in disbelief:

"No, you're serious?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you just say it's okay, right?" Liu Yuan felt impatient with my hesitation.

I was silent and began to think seriously about Liu Yuan's approach. I don't feel anything wrong with it for a while, but if I think about it seriously, I feel super weird, if I do this, then I don't just play cards and drink every day, and then go home and threaten my wife with my children, so that my wife can make money desperately, how to say it, I feel that the degree of scumbag spurning is too low to describe this kind of man. However, if Liu Yuan really plans to do this, then the story has something to watch, and readers can happily reward, my monthly income of one million is not a dream, what should I do, on one side is conscience and on the other hand, I am in a dilemma ("▔□▔)

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"Okay, don't be sad, I said that I can only let you use my account to add your mother's account, why are you still unhappy." I looked helplessly at Liu Yuan, who was still unhappy.

"You can't send messages, you can't make videos, what's the use of just adding friends?" Liu Yuan shouted dissatisfied.

"Hey, you're not satisfied, look at those colleagues who were sent to another world by truck, they didn't even have time to destroy the incriminating evidence in the computer, it's good that you can see your mother's dynamics now, and you're not satisfied." I'm still wronged, I finally became a creator god, and I wanted to find someone to replace me for cloud adventures, but the fish expert of the Song Butterfly Man stuffed me with this thing, and I don't know where to reason.

"Hey, why did you take away your phone, I haven't finished reading the photos of my mother going to climb the mountain." Liu Yuan said dissatisfiedly to me who suddenly took away my mobile phone.

"After that, there is time for you to look slowly, and now the business is important, and the calligraphy and paintings have arrived at the door." I say this because I've seen calligraphy and paintings coming here on a screen.

"Okay then." Liu Yuan also knew which was more important, and he didn't make noise like a child, but he couldn't lift his spirit, staring at his hands in a daze, thinking back to the previous time.

"Hello sir." This is the Zhuang at the door greetings.

"Lord Liu Yuan is still in the hall?" This is the question of the dental butler.

"In, in." Zhuang replied in a loud voice.

After the satisfied voice, the calligraphy and painting were in front, and followed a group of people to the door of the hall. Liu Yuan was still immersed in his own world, and he didn't plan to welcome them at all, and he didn't even take care of them.

Shushu stood at the door and stopped the tooth housekeeper who was about to scold Liu Yuan for being rude. The situation in the hall is not right, Liu Yuan's situation is not right, and the calligraphy and painting secretly looked around the hall.

After a rough look, the calligraphy and painting found something wrong, Liu Yuan sat on the pier used to step on the high platform, which is a bit strange but not a problem, the problematic Liu Yuan on the other side of the pier has just been wiped traces, and there are traces of wiping on his own high platform, and from the position of the calligraphy and painting, there are obviously a few circular traces on the high platform, which is someone placed overheated tea on the platform and Liu Yuan drank it. At the same time, there is a slight smell of blood in the hall, although some people have covered it up with incense, but how can the calligraphy and painting that has killed orcs on the front line of the war for many years ignore this smell, the biggest problem is Liu Yuan, whether it is seeing it with his own eyes or reading the report, the calligraphy and painting will also be sad if he knows Liu Yuan's immortal existence for the first time?

The calligraphy and painting looked back at the teeth, and then gestured to Zhuang at the door, then waved his hand, and stepped forward with a smile to the other side of Liu Yuan, where the old book was sitting before.

"Oh, it's rude, I'm suddenly having something to do, and as a result, Liu Yuan has been sitting for a long time, teeth, hurry up and serve hot tea, and the plate of pastries that Liu Yuan likes yesterday is also faster. Ha ha. "After the calligraphy and painting sit down, they will first confess, and then there will be a series of arrangements.

The tooth steward hurriedly quickened the whispered order on his lips, and then loudly responded to the instructions of the calligraphy and painting, and watched a few sergeants drag Zhuang away, and then turned back and began to assign work to the servants.

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This chapter of the story is something that suddenly occurred to me again about my original intention to create this story.

I was planning to interact with readers while writing, and then I was a transit business, and the reader's reward was Liu Yuan's consumption point in the story, so that as long as the master rewarded enough, the story became invincible in minutes, if the reward was not enough, the story would make Liu Yuan beaten everywhere, but, the reality was very realistic, no one interacted with me at all, I still remember that after I uploaded the first chapter, I also asked the website's customer service how to turn on the voting function, Because I wanted readers to vote on what profession the protagonist of the story should use to break into the world, the customer service said that there was no such function, so I went directly to the book review area and asked (ฅ ́ω'ฅ). Then I rushed to post a book review, and the next day, no one responded, so I continued to post, on the third day, on the fourth day......

Then I encountered the Little Black House Incident, I was exhausted after the Little Black House Incident, and then I realized what reality was, and then I began to let go of the story, and then I kept talking nonsense to almost 300,000 words (ฅ ́ω'ฅ), interestingly, I still haven't decided what position Liu Yuan should take, but I gradually built Liu Yuan to MT's position (ฅ ́ω'ฅ)

I'm Liu Yuan, I'm panicking now, I'm trapped in the other world, I beg everyone V me 50, so that I can buy a train ticket home (ฅ ́ω'ฅ), and when I go home, I'll give you the position of the crossing!