I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 276

"This paragraph is really unbearable... I also remembered the scene when the woman took out the glass jar full of stars from under the bed."

"...Please, don't stab me."

"The girl cried, and I cried too, it's hard to stretch."

"The girl still dares to throw herself into her father's arms and cry, but the woman doesn't even dare to ask a question. She is afraid that everything is just an illusion, and she is willing to be an illusion..."

"The scene of this family reunion makes me feel uncomfortable. Because I dare not think about it, there are too many knives hidden under the comforting and healing reunion...Do you still remember that the stars are here to accompany people through the last part of the journey , in fact, the stars did not come back because of the little girl, but because of..."

"I'm begging you, stop talking, stop talking! I can't take it anymore! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Today's update of the dog author is here.

This is the chapter review for the updated last paragraph.

After reading the update now, Xi Yuan's emotions are similar to those of these readers,

Mixed flavors, discomfort and even red eye sockets,
I endured and endured, and I could barely hold back the tears.

For the little girl in the book, her father's return surprised her and gave her a place to talk about her missing and grievances for so long.
But this scene makes the reader even more uncomfortable.

"Huh...huh..."

Xi Yuan exhaled repeatedly to calm down,

At the same time, he kept scolding the dog author.

This is not sending out knives, it is like raining knives,

Who can bear this...but...it's so well written,

It's a sad story, but it's a good story.

When I saw a woman take out a glass jar full of stars,

While Xi Yuan was sad, his whole body felt shocked.

A very simple picture, but there is a kind of silent shock.

He really hadn't thought of that scene much before... plus this updated scene.

Xi Yuan felt that he could remember these pictures in the book for a long time in the past... Well, they popped up from time to time and stabbed him, making his heart sour.

"... Xi Yuan? Xi Yuan?"

"What are you looking at? So fascinated?"

The British roommate who was excited to watch the news about the dog author,

Seeing Xi Yuan immersed in the novel, he couldn't help being a little curious, and moved over with interest.

Hearing the sound, Xi Yuan raised his head from the phone screen,
Looking at this roommate, he paused for a moment, then smiled a little,
"An update on the new book by the dog author, do you want to see it?"

"A new book by the dog author? Of course, read it!"

The British roommate's eyes lit up and said excitedly,
Followed by a little embarrassment,
"But there probably isn't an English version, and I need to ask you, Xi Yuan, to translate it."

"It's okay, it's okay, just let me read it again."

Xi Yuan said with a smile.

I can't be alone.

"Let's start from the beginning..."

Xi Yuan watched the content of "Star Dream" with his mobile phone and told this roommate.

Then I saw the excited expression on the roommate's face gradually faded with Xi Yuan's narration,
Then there was pain on his face.

"Oh! How could this be! How could this be!!"

The Britannia roommate covered her face in pain,
I feel uncomfortable for the story of "Star Dream", and I cry out in pain from time to time,
But as Xi Yuan continued to tell the story,

The British roommate didn't even shout, and just sat in front of Xi Yuan, silent all the time.

And Xi Yuan was talking...

I also began to doubt my life.

Because he found out... not only his roommate was suffering.

Even if I watched him once, I will watch him again now,

Seeing these plots and the words in the article now, I still feel sour in my heart, and I am still immersed in the stories in the article, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

"...How about we stop talking?"

Xi Yuan couldn't help but said.

"No...I want to hear it, please continue, Xi Yuan...I want to hear the end of the story."

The roommate had sadness written on his face, but he still said it firmly.

Xi Yuan looked at this roommate, as if he saw himself who was reading the novel just now.

……

"...Dog author, this is what you said to be cured! It's so healing! It's so healing!"

"Dog author, hurry up and update! What are you waiting for if you don't update! It hasn't been updated for several hours, who can bear it!"

"Ah! Dog writers! For dog writers, they should be tied up and locked up in a small dark room. What do you think!"

Downstairs in the community, under the gazebo.

Xiao Pangdun hugged his mobile phone and frantically typed in the comment area, and then received a lot of approval,

Xiao Pangdun nodded in satisfaction.

Ji Zhuo was sitting next to him, and just happened to see the comments that Xiaopangdun typed in the comment area,
I fell into silence, then turned my head away, as long as I didn't look, I didn't see it.

Ji Zhuo also nodded in satisfaction.

last night,
After Ji Zhuo received the award, he almost went back to sleep.

Today as usual, start at noon, code in the afternoon, and go out at night.

Now after dinner, I saw my acquaintance, Little Pangdun, under the gazebo,

Ji Zhuo also sat down under the gazebo, and saw this before even saying hello to Xiaopangdun.

"...Hey, big brother, when did you come?"

"..."

"Just now."

Little Fatty raised his head, only to see Ji Zhuo who was sitting on the side,

When Ji Zhuo heard the question, he was silent for a while and replied.

"Oh... Brother, do you want some potato chips?"

"……eat."

The little fat pier responded, and then handed over a bag of potato chips,

Ji Zhuo was silent for a while, and then took it.

While eating potato chips, the little fat man lowered his head again,
Continue to quickly tap the phone screen, enthusiastically and excitedly continue to output in the comment area,

Discussing with some like-minded readers what to do if the dog author is caught.

Some people say that dog writers are tied to a stool and placed in front of a computer to type, and those who do not type [-] to [-] characters a day will not be given food.

Some people say that discounting the legs of the dog writer will prevent the dog writer from running around, so that he can concentrate on typing.

This last thread ended with a comment saying "this is against the law",

It's not that I didn't continue to reply, but it was crooked.

As for this comment...it's naturally the author's trumpet.

Ji Zhuo touched the potato chips and ate them.

Holding the mobile phone, he also glanced at the comment area, and then glanced at some smiles on the penguin chat.

Hmm... Yun Qingmu.

Scold the dog author, and at the same time remind you to update the news.

neglect!

You scolding the dog author has nothing to do with me, Ji Zhuo.

When I got serious, I scolded the dog author myself.

Then of course there is some other news,

For example, at Delwin Publishing House, Editor-in-Chief Lou replied that he had received the revised English manuscripts of "Seven Days of Hell" and "The Hour Hand Leaps to Death".

After modification, printing will begin.

There is nothing to say about this news.

Ji Zhuo replied yes.

There is also the news of the editor-in-chief of Burt Publishing House Carroll.

It can be seen that I went to help Ji Zhuo receive the award yesterday, and I was very excited.

Several messages were sent in a row.

Except for some rainbow farts,

The most important piece of news is,

Tell Ji Zhuo that Burt Publishing House is going to release "Epic of the Empire" in other languages ​​tomorrow,

Online channels have been opened for full pre-sale, and nearly [-] copies have been sold.

Offline bookstores will start selling them tomorrow morning.

For this message,

Ji Zhuo just turned his head and looked at his system page.

The task objective of the current main occupation seems to be over...

Before, it was tens of thousands of copies before reaching 45 sales, and now it's so many again.

Hmm... It can be seen that the sales volume of "Empire Epic" still has great potential.

What restricts sales may now be the printing speed of Burt Publishing's cooperative printing factory.

look back,

Ji Zhuo leaned against the gazebo pillar,
I'm too lazy to take care of it.

Then I touched the potato chips and ate them.

(End of this chapter)