The year is approaching, and the weather is getting colder.

As usual, I should still be shrunk in the bed, and the hand that is occasionally stretched out will be quickly withdrawn, as if there is some flood beast outside the bed, which will cause damage to my small hand, which is not delicate.

Cold brings decadence, but also depravity.

In this kind of weather, it is sinful for me to step out of the bed.

In order to ensure the warmth of the bed, I even refused the call of my family to eat.

How can there be the fragrance of the quilt when eating.

But alas, it was getting dark and the new day was coming to an end.

I think I'll be able to lie under the covers for a while, at least not before dinner starts.

But my luck has never been very good, just like Yu Zhile in my pen.

Although he has the best ending in the trilogy, he has the worst luck.

Although he looked happy, compared to Lin Qian and Yu Qian, he was sad.

He didn't have a life of his own, his life was based on those two people.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little irritated, not for this character, but for the plot later.

So I was pulled out of bed with irritability by my friends who arrived.

It's cold, even with the air conditioner on.

The computer is air-cold, and you will freeze your feet when you sit in your position.

But fortunately, my friends didn't come up to play games with me, but to ask me something.

My friend is very interested in novels, but in fact, he is not interested in novels, but he is interested in making money by writing novels.

Four or five thousand a month is indeed more comfortable than the death assembly line.

I think so too, but judging by the hair that falls out in the shower, writing a novel seems to make you have a programmer-like hairstyle.

The thought of my head turning into the Mediterranean, like a junior high school homeroom teacher, makes me feel terrible.

But my friend didn't care.

Her writing talent is okay, similar to when I first started to write online.

Even better than me.

She wanted me to teach her.

What might be taught?

It's nothing more than asking her to read novels, to read those novels with good grades, to see how they write.

And then go to imitate, after all, I am also a street fighter, writing three novels, and the grades are worse than the other.

I can't be a teacher.

My friend still doesn't care, she looks at these things very openly, and I am a little envious.

Friend: "Are you about to finish your book?" ”

Me: "What do you say?" ”

Friend: "The 500,000-word protagonist is invincible, and the original plot is directly two-thirds over, aren't you going to end it?" ”

Me: "How can it be so early, there are many more behind, it takes a lot of copies to build the underworld, I write so fast, mainly because these are almost written in my first two books, and it is just rubbing the edges, it is very troublesome to be reviewed, it is better to end it quickly, write my own plot, that is, privately." ”

Friend: "But your protagonist is invincible like this, can you still write like this?" ”

Me: "You don't understand this, just watch me do it." ”

My friend nodded, she believed me, after all, she had also read the first two novels.

Friend: "I have a doubt, is it a little inappropriate for you to play a normal heroine in the mysterious recovery?" ”

"The first two books you can talk about with ghosts as heroines, after all, this is very much in line with the taste of many readers."

"Yes...... He Yin'er ......"

Hearing this, I sighed, "So it's troublesome, I'm hesitating whether He Yin'er wants to die, and even hesitating whether the protagonist wants to die." ”

"After all, in the world of mysterious recovery, it is destined to be desperate, even if it is the original Yang Jian becoming a god, it is also desperate, because in the future, Yang Jian will definitely lose control."

"Everybody's dead, that's in line with the style of mystical revival."

The friend nodded, "That's the case, but didn't you promise the reader that this time it is a happy ending?" What, you're going to change that? Disgusting readers again? ”

My friend's smile was a little weird, and she was probably disgusted by me.

It's right to think that the protagonists of both books lost to death when it was impossible to lose.

The first book was okay, I didn't say it explicitly, but in the second book, I directly said that Lin Qian lost, and even Coco and Bride Gu were erased from the source.

One book disgusts the reader of two books, and I think it's me.

"So I'm struggling with whether to write in line with my worldview or to follow this trend."

"Falling in love with He Yin'er is indeed an antique calculation, and it is also a calculation that the protagonist needs, but the two can be together because of calculation, but mainly because they like each other."

"It's wrong to have a normal relationship in a mysterious recovery."

Friend: "That's true, but I think it's okay, sweet is sweet, but some are unacceptable." ”

"By the way, why does your protagonist get emotionally restored?"

"You can ask this question, you must not have read it seriously, didn't I write it? Wu Jun's killing law is emotion, and the protagonist wakes up with the same emotions as a normal person, but as long as he has a little emotional fluctuation, he will be attacked by Wu Jun. ”

"Go to the back and confront the king, use the king's supernatural stimulation to awaken the ghost bride and the ghost lake, and then pull Wujun and the wishing ghost into the confrontation of the four ghosts, so that Yu Zhile will no longer be attacked by Wujun."

Friend: "You wrote it?" Why didn't I see it? ”

I sighed, sometimes I really want to kick this criticism out.

"Let's take a closer look for yourself."

My friend smiled, she began to be cheap, and on a cold day, she actually took off my life-saving wool slippers.

He also put his feet in my arms.

, it's really cold.

After some fighting, I straightened my hair and clothes, and said without any curiosity, "Play your game, don't play me." ”

"Don't worry, can you spoil it, what is the source?"

Looking at my friend's expectant eyes, I righteously refused.

Just kidding, this can be spoiled?

Somewhat disappointed, my friend sat on my computer and began her journey with her delicious and fun-loving game.

I shook my head and complained to myself that I was not doing my job.

I was relieved to shrink the whole person into the safety quilt again.

This endless chat with my friends reminds me a lot.

What's next for Yu Zhile?

Does He Yin'er have to write to death?

In fact, I know that at this point, many people already feel that it is coming to an end.

But I obviously haven't written a lot about it.

He Yin'er's existence seems to be a failure, which makes Yu Zhile, the character I created, lose some of its settings.

But I can't help it, He Yin'er's existence, she is not weak.

When I thought of He Yin'er, I sighed, "I actually envy He Yin'er." ”

"What? What do you say? My friend looked at me with a stunned expression, "Do you envy He Yin'er?" ”

I nodded, "Of course, you look at other people's boyfriends, and then look at me...... Looking at you, you're still single. ”

"Do you have a fever, come and see me, if it's serious, I'll take you to the veterinarian." My friend squinted his eyes and looked at me with a smile.

The corners of my mouth twitched, ", play your game." ”

"Don't be crazy, or I'll be able to beat you." When my friend turned his head to the game, he gave me a special advice.

I was powerless to refute, so I could only shrink my head into the quilt.

began to think about the plot of the meeting, as well as the problems of Yu Zhile and He Yin'er.

What is the biggest attraction of this book, I know, is the ghost bride and the ghost lake.

According to the original idea, I planned to make He Yin'er a ghost lake and a ghost bride.

But when I write this, I feel a little cruel, and I can't help but think to myself, is this really good?

I was very tangled and irritable, I looked at the ceiling, my eyes were a little confused, who could tell me how to write this novel!