then an hour,
two hours,
Three hours... .
It was gradually getting dark outside in the magic city. Yota, who had been squatting on the chair and feeling his legs were a little numb, did not know how many times he secretly glanced at Fangran's position, and found that he had turned over and switched sides.
He also reached out and grabbed the potato chips that he didn't know why he hadn't finished eating.
After thinking about it in his heart, Jota felt that he should say something after such a long silence. After an hour of mental preparation, he finally decided to ask "Fangran, are you hungry?"...
"Um....Ah~~~"
Seeing Fangran stretched his waist and sat up, he licked the potato chips residue from the corner of his mouth, and said with a thoughtful expression:
"emmm... how should I put it, the writing is quite immature, and the beginning of the writing is also a failure. Written by a mature and pure newcomer,"
"The most deadly reason why no one reads your book and can't sign the contract is that what you write is not a serious fantasy web article at all, there is no monster upgrade, no pretending to face, what you write is all the pictures and worlds you imagined. , does not meet the market demand, that's why it's so miserable."
Yota stared at him blankly, and watched Fangran sigh with indifference and helplessness, his eyes reflected the light and shadow that he had written half of the screen.
"Let me tell you, few people read books for the same pursuit as you, especially fantasy categories. Most people just do it for fun, for relaxation, and for entertainment. This is the market demand. I have a friend who also writes books. He Tell me that while writing the stories you want to write, you are also very lucky to have readers who do not make you feel so miserable, and even have a small achievement, but obviously your book is not so lucky. .”
But speaking of this, Fang Ran paused when he saw the icon of 'You have seen the latest chapter' displayed on the tablet in his hand.
"But I just like it."
Hearing Fangran's last words, Yota, who had been in a daze since just now, looked at him,
Suddenly a transparent liquid dripped from his face.
"Hey, hey, what did I say? Are you so cruel? Don't you cry for me?!"
"Ah no, it's just... the head.. It's the first time someone told me about the impression after reading it. I'm so... so excited!"
Seeing the tears falling silently, Fangran panicked for an instant and became flustered, but Jota quickly wiped his eyes and didn't care. His eyes were filled with unprecedented brilliance, and he looked eagerly at Fangran even Said inarticulately.
"That! Fangran, can you say it again! You say the evaluation just now... let... let me record it!"
Fangran (;￣д￣) amount...
You child not only has a communication disorder and likes to press his own wound switch, but also likes to abuse himself
So he patted Jota's shoulder earnestly, and got goosebumps when he thought of a boy who wanted to record himself, so the elder looked at him kindly and said:
"I said Jota, let's go back to the house, but we can't have this strange habit, and you see, I have given you valuable advice. In return, should you tell me another problem child in our bureau is here?" where?"
Startled by Fangran's nonsense, Yota, who subconsciously put himself into the ranks of problem children, looked at him in a daze and replied:
"Are you going to Sister Chengzi's place... Then you can use the simple leap-space teleportation that Sister Yesheng gave me in the corner of the living room, and jump through the main station of the night bureau to get there."
When Fangran heard this sentence, he complained expressionlessly.
"Speaking of which, with such a convenient means, why do you want me to fly over to find you?"
"Eh... because I'm afraid that everyone in the bureau will catch me, I usually close it..."
Fangran: emmm... .
Can you stay a little more dead...
"Compared to that, Fangran you can..."
"Okay, thank God that you don't have to worry about buying air tickets, then let's get ready to go."
"ah?"
Yota, who was originally eager to ask Fangran to say it again so that he could record it, was eagerly mixed with joy, but when he heard Fangran's helpless interruption of his words, he froze on the chair.
us...
"Wait, I don't..."
The moment he realized the meaning of Fangran's words, the moment he was about to hug the back of the seat tightly and rely on the special seat belt that he strengthened and fixed to the ground to resist without a password,
I felt light all over, and floated up without gravity. The next second, I was bound into a rice dumpling by a ball of darkness and Fangran resisted it on his shoulders.
Eh!
When I looked down in a daze, I found that my special seat belt had been melted and broken at some point.
"Yoshi! Capture done, Pipita, let's go!"
"No! Wait a minute! Fangran! I won't go! I haven't finished writing today's update! Let me down!"
Yota, who was bound by the shadow card, immediately struggled fiercely on Fangran's shoulders, but the body of the technologist... you know.
Listening to his struggle, Fangran grinned indifferently, and said comfortingly:
"Oh, with the speed of your fingering Zen, you can't finish writing today if I let you go, and anyway, I'm the only one chasing the update, if I dove, I will dove. After all, the author is a creature that is independent of the twelve zodiac signs. Besides, it belongs to pigeons."
"The most important thing is, what good things can you write if you stay in a small dark room all day long? The most important thing in writing is enthusiasm and inspiration, and to get enthusiasm and inspiration, of course, you have to go out and fish for it! "
"...really..really...?"
"I lied to you."
"..."
Kicking open the door of his small dark room, Fangran found that the light in the living room had been turned on at some point, and when Jota struggled and resisted loudly, but it didn't work, he looked like a villain with a wicked smile on his face. Zhuoyota ran to a corner of the living room, before a follow-up device filled the circle of a room, and pressed the start switch.
"Emma Emma, can you hear me, I've caught Jota, set me up with a program to jump to another person."
The transition rings with cool and beautiful colors lit up with blue light one by one after Fangran started it, and then Emma's voice sounded.
"Identity confirmation, participant - Fangran, participant - Yota, in line with space jump permission."
"The space transition has been set up."
Hearing that Emma's voice had been confirmed, Yota shouted anxiously when he was held on Fangran's shoulder!
"Wait! Cancel! Cancel! I'm not going out! I'm not going out!"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"
Seeing that the little weak feeling on his shoulder still wanted to resist, Fangran threw him directly into the space dimension, and only then realized that the tablet was still in his hand.
At the moment when I was about to put it down, I looked at the collection of '10' and seemed to understand something...
Scratching his head and sighing with a smile, he registered and logged in with his usual account, and then selected 'Add to Bookshelf'.
Then at the moment when he was about to jump into the jump door of the jump-space hub, the door of the living room was suddenly opened, and a very gentle middle-aged man wearing glasses came in with three cups of coffee. Fangran was taken aback for a moment,
But then he showed a warm smile like an elder, a thick smile with a voice that matched the Chinese character face.
"Is this going?"
"Er... that... I...."
Fangran was at a loss for a moment. He looked at the jumping device beside him and Jota who had been thrown into it by himself. He probably guessed that it was his uncle's mouth twitching. He didn't know it at all. How should I explain the loss of my nephew
"It's all right, I know you're also from that department, I came here once in the afternoon, and I'm sorry to bother you when I see you're all quiet."
"Oh no, I'm sorry to bother you."
Seeing the other party wave his hand and smile, Fangran subconsciously became polite when he was infected by the other party's easy-to-get-together understanding and gentleness. Just when he didn't know what to say, the middle-aged man with the square face in front of him smiled, like He guessed Fangran's awkward smile.
"The child's parents are busy abroad, and since he was young, no one made friends with him because he was too much better than his peers. After knowing his ability and talent, many people wanted to use him. I have always been worried about what he should do now. , I would also like to thank you for letting him have someone besides me to talk to."
Speaking of this, Fangran stared blankly at the man in front of him as he put down the plate in his hand, and seriously spoke to his gratitude as he leaned forward slightly, his voice mixed with reassurance and relief.
"Thank you for reading his novel."