"This... is not very convenient." The author rejected Liu Qian.
"This is the contract advance payment of 20,000 yuan. I will pay it to your account first. If the negotiation can be concluded, the entire contract amount will probably be several million yuan, but the details of signing the contract need to be negotiated by both parties." Liu Qian WeChat transferred 20,000 yuan to the author on the spot, and then asked the author for it again.
As long as they meet each other, there is nothing that Liu Qian can't find out through questioning.
"Um... uh uh... okay, I'm in Yunfeng City now. Where do you think we can meet?" After the author accepted the 20,000 yuan, his attitude towards Liu Qian immediately changed greatly, and his words became respectful. The ugly face appears on the page.
"Yunfeng City... How about Liuyun Hotel? I'll wait for you in front of the hotel." Liu Gan found that he was now in Yunfeng City. The huge gold characters outside the wall of Liuyun Hotel could be vaguely seen outside the park.
"Okay, I'll be there in about half an hour. By the way, what's your last name? What are you wearing?"
"No need to pay, surname is Qi, black casual shirt, black pants." The body Liu Qian borrowed was surnamed Qi, so he borrowed his last name and used it.
"OK."
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Liuyun Hotel.
Half an hour later.
A middle-aged man with a wretched appearance and a short and fat figure was neatly dressed. He rode a bicycle to the vicinity of Liuyun Hotel. He locked the bicycle in a dark alley, then straightened his clothes and went to Liuyun Hotel. He walked over from the gate of Yun Hotel.
"Is this Mr. Qi?" The middle-aged man came over and asked Liu Qian respectfully.
"You are the author of Thriller World."
"Yes, you..."
"Finally found you!" Liu Qian punched him, then picked up the middle-aged man and strode towards the dark alley next to the hotel.
…
Yunfeng City, suburbs, Siping warehouse.
"Wake up! Wake up!" Liu Gan patted the author's fat face.
Half of the author's face was swollen, his head was tilted and he was drooling. He did not wake up.
Liu Gan walked over and took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and poured it on the author's head.
"Ah! Help!" The author finally woke up, raised his head and looked at Liu Qian in horror.
"No need to shout, there is no one here for several kilometers, and no one can hear me if I shout." Liu Qian took a toolbox and put it in front of him.
"You... you..." The author's eyes became even more frightened.
"Do you know who I am?" Liu Gan asked the author calmly.
"Are you... Mr. Qi? From the game company?" The author found himself tied to a pillar. After trying it, he quickly gave up the idea of breaking free. The rope was tied very professionally, and there was no possibility of escape.
"No, my surname is not Qi, my surname is Liu, and my name is Liu Qian, you are very familiar with it." Liu Qian squatted in front of the author, reached out and opened the tool box in front of him, which contained iron pliers, scalpels, micro Electric saws, needles, and other tools that can evoke fearful associations.
"You... you... don't hurt me... the protagonist of my novel... has the same name as you... no... it's not intentional, and... I... I didn't write him as a bad guy!" The author looked at the tools in Liu Qian's toolbox , so frightened that he stuttered when speaking.
"I'm asking you again, answer me honestly, is the world of trembling written by you, or is it adapted from someone's story you saw?" Liu Gan picked up the mini electric saw, turned it on, and the blade rotated violently. When I got up, I noticed a permeating buzzing sound.
"Yes... I wrote it." The author answered honestly.
"But why is everything in this novel exactly the same as my experience!?" Liu Gan then shouted and asked, reaching out to forcefully take the author's hand, and brought the chainsaw closer to the author's little finger.
"I don't know! I don't know! Please don't hurt me. I have parents who are over seventy years old to support, and my wife has just become pregnant. If you kill me, they will be helpless! Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much. I'm dead! Help!" The author closed his eyes and screamed.
"I haven't started sawing yet, why are you calling me Mao?" Liu Qian looked at the author strangely. The electric saw was still several centimeters away from his finger!
"You haven't seen it yet?" The author opened his eyes and looked around, but immediately screamed again after seeing the electric saw.
"Looks like I'm going to have to suffer some pain for you." Liu Qian really pressed the chainsaw this time, and the author's screams immediately increased by dozens of decibels. This time they were real screams, worse than killing a pig. And screamed miserably.
"You coders rely on your hands to make a living. If you don't tell the truth, I will cut off all your fingers one by one, and you will be completely useless." Liu Gan handed a piece of the author's little finger to the author. .
"What I told is the truth! Brother, please spare my life! Please!" The author, pale and sweating, begged Liu Gan.
"Let me ask you again, why is everything in your novel exactly the same as my experience? In addition, what is the correct ending of your novel? How are you going to arrange it for me?" Liu Gan took the buzzing chainsaw. In front of the author's eyes, the author can clearly see how the saw blade rotates.
"The ending... the ending... how do you want to end it? I will arrange three wives and four concubines for you, no, let you be the emperor, how about a big harem?" The author started to discuss with Liu Gan.
"You're talking nonsense! I'm asking you what the ending was in your original outline?" Liu Qian raised his voice in a very impatient tone.
"The original ending... should be... to climb up the civilization technology tree in the big universe. At least another million words should be written, so that the protagonist Liu Qian finally becomes a member of the Neng clan through various chances and coincidences, and solves the problem of the Milky Way. Then he built a space tumor with unique rules, transformed into a human form with her, lived happily together, and gave birth to a baby." The author answered Liu Qian quickly to avoid being cut off if he did not answer in time. finger.
"Why changed it?" Liu Qian frowned. If the truth behind the trembling world was really written by this author, it would be terrible. Isn't his fate controlled by this man
"Readers are scolding me! They scold me in the book review section every day. They think my writing is not good or does not meet their requirements, so I changed it." The author quickly replied to Liu Qian.
"When you wrote this novel, you didn't have an outline? Did you often change it because of readers?" Liu Qian continued to ask. He had too many doubts in his heart, but he didn't know if what he got from this man was the final truth.
"There is an outline, which is not revised often, but there are also many changes." The author was shaking all over and did not dare to tell a lie.
"Okay, let's start from the beginning of the novel. Tell me one by one what parts have been changed by you." Liu Qian took out his mobile phone and opened the pages of "The Thrilling World".