It's night, tranquility.

Qingchen, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly brought into a strange place by a light.

She had never seen a building like this, and the furnishings in the house were all very new and strange.

A man sat with his back to her in front of a bookcase with a long black frame on it, and the man was sighing at it.

Since the heroine was killed and chased by the heroine in his book, the old man stayed up late to save the manuscript, lest he become a real eunuch if he broke off the change one day.

But what he wrote about hitting the street still didn't improve, and when he recently wrote about the turning point, he suddenly ran out of inspiration, so anxious that he had to summon the heroine.

Qingchen looked at this person's back, and vaguely felt a little familiar. But she didn't dare to say anything, because she didn't remember that she knew such a person.

The man seemed to know that there was a person behind him, and he didn't turn around, so he said into the air, "You are here, sit as you like, and take whatever you want." ”

Hey, this voice—

"You're an old man?!"

"It's me. ”

The old man held the swivel chair in his hand, turned to Qingchen slowly, and smiled at her, "Long time no see, stinky boy!"

When the stinky boy Qingchen saw the old man's face clearly, he suddenly sat down on the sofa behind him, and pointed at him dumbfounded, "You, you, you, yes, ......"

"As you can see. The old man was very satisfied with Qingchen's reaction, and picked up a bottle of juice on the table and threw it to her, "Taste it." ”

The old man had always acted mysteriously and treacherously, and after the initial shock, Qingchen quickly regained his composure. She unscrewed the lid of the bottle that the old man had thrown at her, and drank most of it in one gulp before stopping.

"What is this? It's delicious!"

"Juice. ”

Qingchen put away the juice, looked at the room seriously, and boasted, "Is this the old man's new home? ”

"This was my home. ”

"Huh, this is a small town?"

"It's not. ”

"Hey, you're always mysterious, are you afraid that I'll come to your house to eat?" Qingchen complained, but wasn't surprised.

"You're welcome to come and eat whenever you want, but I don't have time to cook it for you. The old man showed a rare smile, "I called you here today because I want to discuss something with you." ”

"Yo, the sun is coming out of the west? It's really strange, the old man will also have a day to discuss things with me?" Qingchen rolled his eyes mischievously, "I haven't woken up yet, you wait for me to wake up." ”

"Don't make a fuss! You don't have much time to stay here, I ask you, you hurry up, and leave quickly. ”

"Oh, it's really you! What do you want me to do? Ugly words ahead, I don't work in vain now, I have to get paid. ”

The old man knew that he should not be kind to this stinky boy, this female doll was no different from that ruffian.

He pointed to the juice that Qingchen had hidden, "Isn't the reward in your hands?" ”

Qingchen rolled his eyes at him, knowing that you were not so kind.

"It's a long story, I'll make a long story short. Recently, there have been some problems with my newly written play. ”

"What's the problem?"

"The writing is protracted, plain as water, and there is no passion!"

Qingchen likes to listen to dramas and read books, and often studies with the old man, and when it comes to this problem, she immediately comes to her senses.

"You can't think of a good story, can't you write about the protagonist, you can write about their friends, confidants, relatives, ......"

The old man took over in distress, "I've thought about it, but it still can't achieve the effect I want." ”

"Revise and revise and revise and modify, maybe it will come out. ”

"Can you say something useful?" interrupted the old man's nonsense, "I ask you." ”

"Listen up. ”

"Suppose you are the heroine, there is actually a more mysterious life story hidden behind your miserable background. However, this life experience will make you pay a great price, for example, being intolerable by the world?"

Hearing this, Qingchen's eyes turned faintly, staring at the old man, are you insinuating to me?

"It's just assumptions, you want to answer me. ”

"It depends on what kind of background it is, miserable enough or strong enough?"

"It's both. ”

"What price?

"This ...... It's undecided for the time being, it depends on how the plot develops. ”

"Oh, that's a bit tricky. Qingchen touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "My ability is limited, and the stories I imagine are also very common, are you sure you want to listen to me?"

Of course, the old man didn't want to listen to her, but he didn't dare not listen to her. Asking her is just to save her life, no matter what the result is, it was Qingchen's own choice, and he can't be blamed at that time.

"I've really run out of inspiration lately, if you don't mind, I can use your background?"

"Ah, use mine?" Qingchen asked again in disbelief, "You mean to make me the heroine?"

"I'm the author, and there's nothing you can't do if you want to. "As long as you agree, whether it is good or bad, dead or alive, will not depend on me!

It is a rare opportunity in life to shine, which makes Qingchen, who has always fantasized that she can be the heroine in the past, blinded by a huge surprise.

"Really?"

When the old man saw that the fish was about to be hooked, he raised his hand and patted his chest, and said firmly, "Of course!"

"Yes! I promise you. ”

"Refreshing! is worthy of being the first handsome lady in the town!"

This sycophant is very useful, Qingchen is fluttering, and at the same time puts forward his own requirements, "You want to write me beautifully, give me the most handsome actor, and I want friends who take care of each other." ”

"Well, no problem. ”

"Oh yes, and the most important thing. ”

The old man's heart tightened, thinking that she had reacted, and cautiously tested, "What?"

"No sisters, no one!"

"Don't be a sister, right, it's easy to say. ”

It's a wonderful feeling to be able to exercise the rights of the protagonist in advance before you become the protagonist.

Taking advantage of the time when the green dust was about to fly and his thoughts were not belonging, the old man struck while the iron was hot, "You have to think about it, once it is determined, it can't be changed." ”

"I know, I know, it will affect the direction of the script. Qingchen waved his hand disapprovingly, "I think clearly." ”

"Do you really want to think about it anymore?

"Oh yes, there must be a happy ending, and there will be lovers who will eventually become married. ”

Hearing this, the old man said with silent contempt, sure enough, the nature of the country is easy to change, and he knows the happy ending when he comes and goes, so why don't he know what the process will be?

"The ending has long been finalized. ”

The old man couldn't bear it after all, and this book is right to hit the streets. But for the author, no matter how bad the plot and imperfect characters are poured into his efforts, the book is no less than the cub he raised with his own hands.

Although he has unscrupulous routines, he can watch the child he raised by himself be tragically destroyed by the world, as a parent, how can he bear it?

"You really, really don't think about the plot anymore?"