Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 243 I Believe In You
The production staff in charge of this part said to the colleagues around him while working: "It's no wonder that the little angel can become popular so fast. This typhoon has turned a competition into her personal concert. It's so beautiful."

"Do it well, you can't become Emperor Yi's favorite if you are not pretty."

"Special pet?"

"That's right, you didn't see that even recording studio No. 1 was assigned to Xiaotian first, and even Yan Shuai had to wait."

"Hiss, that's Yan Shuai." Hearing this, he became more serious about the task at hand.

At this time, the protagonist who is being discussed has already boarded Ji Mochen's car and returned to Ji's old house for dinner.

After dinner, Nancy was taken to the gym by Ji Mochen. After the two exchanged fists and kicks, a medicinal bath was prepared in the bathtub.

It's just that Ji Mochen didn't have a bath with her this time. Nan Xi still remembered that when she woke up yesterday, she didn't see Ji Mochen either.

Since Ji Mochen is not here, Nancy is more at ease.Exhausted, he rested in the medicated bath for another hour, and when he was almost soaked, he washed and returned to his room.

Even now, Nancy, who has not been able to idle, opened her notebook and began to write the opening chapter of "Yanhuang".

She remembered what Tang Ji said to herself before. According to the battle written at the end of the book "Morning Light", it is impossible for Lan Xing and his partners to survive.

So what's next for this book?
Nancy took a sip of tea and calmed down.

How should I write it?
She is sitting here alive now, so why can't Lan Xing in the book be alive.

Nancy's hands were typing on the keyboard, and the blue light of the computer screen reflected her eyes, peaceful and firm.

——Pangu created the sky, Nuwa created man, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, this is the far and mysterious East.

Blue Star opened his eyes from the darkness and saw...

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Nancy is very familiar with the mythology of her country, as long as she is a Chinese, she can tell the history of mythology in her country.

This is culture, this is the root, something that is engraved in the heart, and this is what the Z people in this world lack, which makes them crazily admire foreign cultures.

However, no matter how well Nancy could memorize those ancient myths, it was impossible for her to remember every word clearly and directly write a book of myths handed down from generation to generation.

This kind of mythology does not mean that if you write it, people will believe it.

Therefore, what Nancy writes is just the oriental fantasy that was prevalent on the Internet in the previous life. The real oriental fantasy no longer contains elements of western fantasy. There is no fighting spirit magic, knight mage, and some are local myths.

There are almost no novels on the market that directly travel through or rebirth, but there are still myths about the soul. Nancy wants to use Blue Star's vision to present "Yanhuang" to people.

This is a seed and a risky decision. Brand new things will either attract the attention of the public or be rejected by the public.

This is nothing to Nancy, and her goal is not to make money, and she is not afraid that her identity as 'Descendant of the Dragon' will be questioned or suppressed.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Nancy sent some of the written manuscripts to her literary account.

In this way, it will be directly authenticated by the official to prevent the accident of being stolen.

When I was about to go to bed, I found an email inside.

Seeing that it was from Ye Mo, Nancy clicked on it.

Ye Mo: The ending of "Morning Light" is death?
It didn't seem like a special question, and their responses were much flatter than Tang Ji's.

However, Nancy felt that this sentence restrained some emotions, and used her account to write back to Ye Mo.

Descendants of the Dragon: No, it's a new beginning.

I thought that at this point, the other party might not be online, and the message sent to me also showed that it was two hours ago.

As a result, as soon as his message was sent, Ye Mo's message came back.

Ye Mo: Your new book?
Descendants of the Dragon: Exactly.

Ye Mo: I see.

Nancy raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that this sentence meant the end of the conversation between the two of them, and wanted to start another topic and continue chatting with this Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's message was sent again.

Ye Mo: Is the protagonist of the new book still Lan Xing?
Descendants of the Dragon: Do you care?
Ye Mo: I am a book model.

Doesn't this mean that he substitutes himself into Blue Star?

Although after seeing Ye Mo's photo for the first time, Nancy felt that this person really fits well with the blue star in the book, and she unconsciously wrote it based on the feeling he brought to her in her subsequent writing.

Especially in the opening chapter of "Yanhuang", Nancy really wrote Lan Xing as Ye Mo.

If "Morning Light" can be regarded as her revised autobiography, then Lan Xing in "Yanhuang" has the shadow of Ye Mo.

Nancy didn't know why she was so impressed with Ye Mo, she had only seen one photo.

Sometimes people feel so weird.

When she was writing "Morning Light", when she just came to this world and was thinking about how to make up for the hole in her heart, Ye Mo's figure happened to bump into her eyes in the form of a photo, leaving a Different marks.

Just as Zhang Xiaoyu can leave a different place in her heart, is it not a kind of fate, appearing by her side when she needs it most.

Descendants of the Dragon: What would you do if you traveled to a strange world alone?
This time Ye Mo didn't answer right away.

The corners of Nancy's mouth curled up slightly, and she was just about to send Ye Mo the opening line of "Yanhuang" that she just wrote.

"Ding Dong"

Ye Mo's message was sent first.

Ye Mo: What kind of world is that?
Faced with this question, Nancy had just edited most of the words, so she could have replied directly.

However, he paused unconsciously on the send button, and then even the long edited paragraph was deleted by Nancy.

Descendants of the Dragon: A world where local beliefs are lacking and compatriots feel inferior.

Ye Mo: That sounds scary.

Nancy thought: Yes, it's scary.It's not that this world is terrible, but that kind of loneliness is terrible.

"Ding dong."

Ye Mo: I will stick to it and attack.

Nancy's heart beat, and she immediately understood what he meant by persistence and offense.

"Ding dong." There was another notification sound, and when Nan Xi saw the content sent by Ye Mo, she stared in surprise.

A piece of information followed by a piece of information appeared in the dialog box and field of vision of the two.

What Ye Mo wrote was how he would deal with such a world. The detailed method made a vague figure appear in Nancy's mind, sitting in front of the computer solemnly, and typing this passage seriously as if finishing homework.

Nancy was amused by her own imagination, and after Ye Mo's message stopped, she read it carefully again, her expression gradually changed.

Because many of the ideas Ye Mo wrote were almost the same as what she thought!
Descendants of the Dragon: You have so many ideas.

Ye Mo: Inspiration for your new book.

Descendants of the Dragon: Are you not afraid to reveal your heart and information when you write so much?

Ye Mo: I believe in you.

Trust me what?
Nancy felt her fingers on the computer keyboard pause, as if there was an invisible electric current rushing from her fingertips to her heart.

(End of this chapter)