I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

Just as an imperial edict can attract the attention of the entire nation.

Zero's new chapter has sparked heated, intense, and fierce discussions among tens of thousands of readers.

Something big is about to happen—this thought appeared almost simultaneously in the minds of every Dragon Raja reader familiar with Zero when they saw the announcement of a three-day hiatus.

History has repeatedly proven that whenever Zero suddenly announces a hiatus, it's definitely not for anything good.

Every time his daily word count soared past 20,000, it foreshadowed that a friend was about to leave forever.

The last people to leave were Menek Cassel, Lu Shanyan, and many of the veterans of the Secret Party.

The person who left the time before last, oh no, the dragon who left, was Xia Mi.

Rewind the timeline to when Long Yi was still being serialized. The Long Yi who left was called Lao Tang, and the people who left were Jiu Deya and Ye Sheng...

After a mere two months of peace, is this painful moment finally about to arrive?

In the book review section, pessimism spread like wildfire:

"Great! It's that long-awaited moment of praise and encouragement after a hiatus! We're doomed!"

"'Out of consideration for the reading experience of all readers'... If you believe that your Grandpa Zero can think about the readers, you might as well believe that none of Long San will die."

"Regarding the few words in the new chapter, the top translator translates it as follows: I'm about to release some angst, but I'm afraid the angst won't be fast enough, so I'm taking a three-day break to save up for a big one, releasing it all at once, making the angst even more intense."

"I'm begging you, Master Ling, is it really necessary to take this action? I was just having a good time reading a web novel... Can't you just spare everyone, both inside and outside the book?"

A few readers who haven't been subjected to much torture tried to voice their rational opinions.

"Actually, there's no need to worry too much, right? Who else can they kill off in this plot? At most, it'll be that Asou Makoto, right? She barely has any screen time, she's completely unremarkable!"

An elderly person immediately replied:

"New here, huh? I think you haven't been beaten down by society enough! In a normal online novel, that would be true, but you seem to have forgotten about the unpredictable factor of your Grandpa Zero's writing style..."

"The only way to survive now is to beg Tian Xiwei. After all, she's also a fellow reader, and it seems that Grandpa Zero only shows a glimmer of humanity when he's with her..."

……

In the living room, the takeout food had just arrived.

Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei took out the takeout boxes one by one and placed them on the dining table.

Tian Xiwei ordered a lot of dishes, including sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, and stir-fried potatoes, green peppers, and eggplant... In short, it was a very plentiful and abundant meal.

During the meal, the two of them tacitly took out their phones and used the reader comments in Cheng Che's book review section as electronic pickles.

It really whetted my appetite!

"My fellow readers are all so talented and have such pleasant voices. Being a dog author is so much fun." Tian Xiwei tapped the table with her chopsticks, using the gesture to express her joyful mood.

"Is it possible that I am the author?" Cheng Che tentatively reminded him.

You are also a member of the book lovers, so you should empathize with them and beg me not to be ruthless, instead of laughing and sharing in the author's joy.

He felt that if Tian Xiwei really begged him not to use the knife with tears in her eyes, he might actually waver...

Tian Xiwei glanced at him sideways, as if an emperor were looking at a eunuch.

She didn't speak, but Cheng Che roughly understood; a possible translation would be:

"Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the earth, all people are the king's subjects. Even you belong to me. What's wrong with me putting myself in your shoes?"

"Please do as you please," Cheng Che said obediently.

"That's more like it."

I ate dinner very slowly.

After dinner, the two cleaned up the table. Tian Xiwei went to take a shower, while Cheng Che went into the study, opened his laptop, and started typing.

The story takes place in an internet cafe in an island nation that is somewhat erotic, but not entirely erotic.

The main characters are Caesar, the carefree young emperor of the Gattuso family, and Makoto Aso, a young girl who lives with her grandmother and can't even afford university tuition.

The difference in status between these two people is so great that even the phrase "worlds apart" is insufficient to describe it.

As a gentleman, Caesar was always polite to ladies and did not discriminate based on their family background or appearance. On the contrary, he treated every girl with great patience and gentleness.

Previously, even when Aso Makoto served him a cup of cheap instant coffee—the kind that, in his aristocratic life, would be considered a compliment even if called horse urine—he still expressed his heartfelt praise and gratitude.

For the young emperor of the Gattuso family, this was nothing more than the most basic aristocratic manners.

Just as the sun's unintentional rays can illuminate countless lives, Caesar's casual courtesy deeply attracted Aso Makoto, who had been trapped in hardship and poverty for many years, and he fell in love with him.

This may sound illogical, even a bit hasty, but there's never any logic to liking something.

Caesar, who was always perceptive of girls' feelings, easily noticed this.

He felt it was a bit troublesome, but he was afraid of hurting Aso Makoto, so he could only engage in a series of high emotional intelligence behaviors, such as mentioning that he already had a fiancée.

It was at this moment that Caesar Gattuso's strongest Word of Power—"Kamaitachi"—was unleashed.

Caesar heard a whole convoy arriving outside the internet cafe; it was a group of well-equipped biker gang members…

……

As he wrote this, Cheng Che stretched and stood up from his desk.

That's all for today's writing. After all, he's never been a particularly diligent person, and if he writes any more, he'll go out of character.

I can write the rest tomorrow or the day after.

Now, it's time to go find Oda Tetsu!

He walked out of the study and returned to the living room, where he saw Tian Xiwei curled up on the sofa playing on her phone.

Hearing the door open, she immediately turned around, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "You're done?"

"That's about it for today." Cheng Che nodded, noticing that Tian Xiwei's hair still seemed wet.

"Why aren't you drying your hair?" he asked.

"I'm afraid of disturbing you." Tian Xiwei blinked.

This is half the reason.

The other half is...

"Now that you're done, and considering how hard you worked," she chuckled, "I'll reward you by blow-drying my hair!"

"Could it be... that this is your true purpose?" Cheng Che saw through everything.

Tian Xiwei looked completely innocent: "I don't understand what you're saying at all."

Cheng Che didn't say anything more, and went to get the hair dryer, finding a plug next to the sofa and plugging it in.

Tian Xiwei turned around and sat cross-legged with her back to him.

"Let's get this straight, I've never blow-dried a girl's hair before." Cheng Che folded his nails. "If I accidentally hurt you later, you'd better be prepared."

"So, I'm the first girl to blow-dry her hair?" Tian Xiwei asked.

"Exchange." Cheng Che nodded.

"Then you can start. Let me feel it. I won't blame you if it hurts." Tian Xiwei was overjoyed.

The hairdryer started whirring, and Cheng Che inserted his fingers into Tian Xiwei's hair, groping around like a blind man feeling an elephant as he began to blow-dry her hair.