"No one wants to see the protagonist fail again and again! Congratulations! You're playing with fire! "A woman, a woman named Wei Yue, in front of Gong Xin, knocked the manuscript of Bai Huahua that had been finalized with the back of her hand and violently tapped it, and these manuscripts were already a piece of waste paper, a layer, a stack, and a whole year for Gong Xin.

"But...... I think...... It's normal for the protagonist to fail......" Gongxin wanted to defend again, but he still couldn't speak again, he put his right hand on his forehead, his middle finger across his forehead, and slowly slid through the white sweat.

"If you look closely...... Very ......"

It's normal, any failure of Changyu Feng has traces.

No legends, no miracles.

"Maybe you're not good at writing at all, believe me, you stay at home all day now and gnaw at the old, you might as well learn a little skill and take the exam." Junichi Tachibana put the stack of manuscript paper behind her back and looked at Gongxin sternly, her eyes seemed to be willow eyebrows, but between the frowns, a small wrinkle on her forehead came out, making this stern majesty: "Gongxin, you are really not suitable for this." Give it up...... You're already a big man, you're such a big person, you haven't even been in love once, and you want to write about feelings, it's really wronged by you, don't write it, really. If you make some money, it's all good. It's better than writing this. ”

The cat outside the window seemed to be shocked by her majesty, fell down from the hanger, turned over, and still stepped on the ground with four feet, which is a cat's special talent. They are so powerful, even if they don't have to study, they can fly off the wall and become a phantom in the night.

"You're already an adult! Don't be naïve! You can't write it! There are so many great gods here, you really don't have any experience to absorb them! Commercialization, commercialization, you know? Wei Yue's eyes seemed to be on fire, looking at Gong Xin, Gong Xin was like a stunned wooden chicken, his hand had not yet been taken off his forehead, empty, looking at Wei Yue's shoes.

Those pair of high heels, maybe very expensive, black, shiny surface, pointed and slanted toes, will you be a little wronged by your feet, very much like wrapping small feet? That's what you think......

The high heels made Wei Yue look so tall, with light makeup, facing himself, he couldn't see more, he saw too much, and he was not very polite......

Maybe it's also the sadness of this otaku......

"Don't be so naïve, okay? Do you know what people like to watch? Love the easy! Amusement! It's fun to watch, they don't come to see failure and bad feelings! Does the protagonist aura understand? There is no protagonist aura, no powerful equipment, no powerful system, no dragon Aotian! No Mary Sue! You'll have to at least make the protagonist succeed! Right, that's something everybody wants to see! What you write is cool, and others read it! No, it's fine! Commerce! Consume! Money! Money! No money! You write a hairy one! ”

Wei Yue slammed the white manuscript paper twice with the back of his hand, even if the manuscript paper was densely covered with handwriting, but if it was worthless, it was not as valuable as the white manuscript paper.

It's like slapping Gongxin's face...... His face was red from being scolded, and he could even smell the smell of perfume emanating from Wei Yue's body, she didn't understand perfume, just like she didn't understand why those dense handwriting were worthless.

"Forget it, I told you that you don't understand. Pull it down! Hurry up and get it done, we'll never see each other again! Wei Yue gasped, slapped the manuscript paper on the table, and loosened his neckline.

"I want to ...... I'll still finish writing......" Gongxin exhaled slowly, he couldn't speak clearly, he stood up suddenly, glanced at the stack of manuscript paper, and the three words Chang Yufeng seemed to be a kind of grasping the small box in front of him, and no longer moved away......

"I need to give them an ending...... That's all. That's what I thought......"

Gongxin lowered his head sadly, looked at his slippers, the pair of high heels, and slowly moved away, and his thumb seemed to be very disobedient and moved its position.

"I think it's because the protagonist fails every time that he doesn't be naïve. will get the answer to success. That's what I had in mind...... I think ......"

"Okay, I've decided, you don't have to say any more." Wei Yue picked up his shoulder bag, and the leather bag seemed to be very expensive.

But Gongxin doesn't understand the brand of the bag, and the bag seems to be just like a plastic bag, just a bag.

Maybe not, his poor and sour appearance is missing some pattern after all.

"Do you know what you write in the book? Money? Power? Network? Do you understand? Do you know any of this? You just write it out and mislead people's children? Wei Yue seemed to be laughed angrily: "Don't say what website you read the theory of knowledge, otherwise you will laugh to death!" The reincarnation of history has come...... What kind of reincarnation is history? Did you say it clearly? Isn't it good to write a little love love and love, and write a little pretending to be X to slap your face? I have to talk about this! ”

Wei Yue put his hand on the doorknob: "Also, you don't have a clear grasp of the relationship between the characters at all, who is whose daughter, who is whose son, of course you can not write, the protagonist halo!" Got it? Dragon born dragon! Feng Shengfeng! The son of the rat will make a hole! Got it? ”

The door was opened by Wei Yue, and the manic wind, like a pulled ruler saw, whistled by, leaving an indelible noise.

"I ...... I don't know how to pretend to understand...... I'm sure of that......" Gongxin's mouth closed again, and he didn't speak for a long time, watching the high heels leave...... A lot of things don't have anything to do with him anymore......

"Money is very serious about the alienation of people, as long as it is profitable, people who have evil thoughts. Just do everything. This is already a hundred, ten thousand, ten thousand bloody and dirty tragic events that can no longer be dirty......"

When he opened his mouth, it seemed that there was no listener, and he had lost his ...... The only listener seems to be ...... Never coming back......

"History, historical reincarnation, historical cycle...... History...... Taking history as a mirror, the princes will ...... Reincarnation ......"

His voice seemed to be a little unpleasant, and his speech was so vague that even he couldn't hear himself......

What a sad thing to do......

It's like losing everything...... The power of everything......

Some people need to work hard, some people don't need to work hard, some people walk fast, and some people walk very slowly. Some people live in good health, and some people don't even have the right to live well......

"You can't always go to the playground ......"

The wind, which brought the lingering air currents of this dark sky, wrapped around Gongxin's body, and the somewhat long shirt he washed was swept up by the wind...... Whistling, those manuscript papers, like the wind in reverse, as if Wei Yue did not close the door, let the wind pour in, Gong Xin was silent, looking at the waste paper, flying in the room, this small room, like an insurmountable cage......

It's a cage simply because of the high cost......

"You can also try to go to the hospital and have a ......"

He's still saying, try.

"I know that everyone is very bitter and does not want to see sadness, sadness, and failure, but this is life, and if a person's life is destined to be successful, it must be a biography, not a ...... A mother's love for her child. ”

But there was no last listener.

"If a mother thinks about her child, she will succeed in the future...... I really can't say how much I love this child...... Because the mother may not have achieved the success she wanted herself...... Although there is an example, there are still too few, and most of them are cruel maternal love...... And not the enviable motherly love ......"

Gongxin didn't say anything anymore and sat down quietly...... Lying on the table, he should be sad...... But he just couldn't cry......

Because it is denied, it is too normal...... Maybe he really has some low self-esteem? But can people with low self-esteem really withstand such a blow......

He was sad, but he just couldn't cry......

The wind was so strong, the wind was so cold, he took a breath...... Lifting the air cavity, there were some trembling convulsions......

He didn't know what to say......

It's as if all his worlds are slowly collapsing and giving up on themselves......

"Hey...... You don't need to be upset at all......"

A man's voice rang in Gongxin's ears, and he thought that there would be a second person who would come to comfort him, and he was a little shocked.

He raised his head and looked out the window, a boy comforted another girl, put his hand on her head, and stroked it slowly, in the cold wind, their dresses seemed to be dancing.

"Lin'er, I'm not by your side, what's this difficulty? Right, dear. ”

The man in black clothes smiled sweetly, and blinked his eyes, his eyes were bright, his eyes were beautiful, and he was good-looking.

"But...... I really can't do it...... I miss you so much, I miss you so much......" The girl who was called Lin'er had red clothes and sleeves and hugged the man's arms......

The elegance is flowing, the peach blossoms are chaotic, drifting, and the whole world is lonely......

"I miss you too...... Don't cry, good, don't cry...... You're crying, I'm going to cry too......" The boy touched the girl's face and wiped away her tears with his slender thumb.

It's just that the pear blossoms bring rain, crying sadly, and they don't stop, and the crystal tears are blown away by the wind, like jade beads falling to the ground, but quietly......

The miserable wind only gives me sorrow.

A scorching dream, only my heart.

Gong Xin pushed the table away and stumbled into the wind...... As if the two of them were real, goosebumps fell to the ground on his head and body, and the door that was not closed slammed shut, knocking his body far away and falling to the wall.

"Hey!"

Gong Xin shouted! Want to call them by name......

"Hey!"

Gong Xin's mouth was bleeding, it was a little fishy, it was slightly sweet blood spit out of his mouth, and he really felt that he couldn't call out their names......

"Hey!"

A man in vermilion armor is like a god of war in the sunken sky, tall and straight, heroic, majestic, and the general looks like he is holding a baby, and his fleshy face is like a dull cry.

The general greeted him with a smile and stood in the clouds, the fog saying that it was a little cold, and he hugged the child tightly.

Tease her with your eyebrows.

She cried and cried...... I giggled again......

He was not very happy and surprised to see his wife and the mother of his children......

He held the child in his arms...... Running to his wife...... But it can't be reached......

They slowly dissolved into a cloud of mist...... Dissipate, away from ......

Gong Xin looked at their faces, the scarlet general armor, like a dream, like a burn.

Gong Xin watched them dissipate incredulously...... Clutching his chest...... He was afraid that his heart would not beat...... Slowly clutching his chest, praying, this little thing that controls his life, obviously everyone has ......

His, however, is mutilated......

Gong Xin looked at the man in a white dress, slowly lying in the soft tidbits like cotton, those pure white, like the sky throwing away any trace of blue, white scary, white terrible, and his face, as weak......

The man shouted loudly, as if in a rage, shouting about his own death......

He tried to cough, but he didn't.

He was sad...... It seems to be really sad...... A tear flowed to the corner of his eye, slowly flowing, dripping into the cotton wool, turning into pure blue......

The sky was blue......

He suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at Gongxin with stern eyes, and Gongxin was taken aback. Gong Xin was so frightened that he had to rub back on the ground, leaning against the wall, his eyes wide open, and he met those angry eyes.

The killing look in his eyes was like a powerful rage rising, rising into the sky and blowing up the entire world.

Fire! Skyfire! Advent!

The fire is coming!

Cry! Whew! Whine! It's like a shadow that can't be erased at any time......

"Help!" The hand that stretched out of the fire was scorched and hideous......

"Help me!" The eyes that had gone to the fire pupils had burned through...... Empty and terrifying......

"Help—ahhh The cry was cut off as if fire had broken their bodies......

Scorched smoke, puffing out of his throat......

The wind is quiet...... And this day fire...... but it was not extinguished......

Gong Xin was dumbfounded, watching the sea of fire rise and roll......

His tongue seemed to be dried up with flames, his lips cracked, and his ears bombarded with cries for help......

Buzzing ...... This is the ...... in my head It seems that there is no idea anymore...... Blank slices of ...... In the blank scenes, there is a dull ......

"What?"

"What do you want to bring to yourself through this war?"

"Not for yourself?"

"Not really for yourself?"

"Are you sure?"

"You're naïve."

"Are the gods of heaven so naïve?"

"Innocent, it's so good......"