The following is an interview with the interviewee.

...

One night: Brother Yizi, is there anything you want to say to everyone? (Puts microphone in mouth)

Zhao Yi: Waaah (unable to make a sound, but pulls out a scalpel)

One night: Ahem, it seems Zhao Yi doesn't have anything to say to everyone. Let's interview the others instead. (Forcefully shoves Zhao Yi back into the book)

...

One night: Next, let's see Xu Shengzhi (pushes open the door, but quickly backs out).

One night: Great, he's busy, we'll interview him later... Next, let's go see Edison.

...

Push the door open and enter.

One night: Edison, what are you doing?

Addison: Learning how to do makeup.

One night: Why do you want to learn this?

Addison: Miss Assam next door told me that if I learned how to do makeup, I could become her boyfriend.

One night: When did you meet her?

Edison: Not long after I was laid off, Xuanxuan invited me out to eat that day. She was there too, and that's how we met, hehe.

One night: Okay, okay, I know you have a girlfriend (with a look of disgust).

...

Branch office of an entertainment company.

One night: Mr. Fengnan, what do you think of your assigned role?

Feng Nan: It's alright, but there aren't enough scenes. It would be better if there were more action scenes. (Swings a fist hard)

One night: Okay, I'll arrange another action scene for you next time. (Scrambling to dodge)

Fengnan: Can we freely choose the scene?

One night: Hmm? Are you going to take on indoor action scenes?

Fengnan: It's not impossible...

Crack—The signal suddenly cut off—

...

One night: Sorry, guys, I just got punished. Someone reported me for prostitution. Which son of a bitch is it? Step forward, shall we have a go? (Looks indignant, rolls up his sleeves, revealing his skinny arms)

A two-meter-tall reader stood up from his seat, his pectoral muscles bulging, and his expression fierce.

One night: Alright, alright! That's big enough, big enough! Sit down, I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about... that brat, come out here!

A child eating a lollipop turned around in a daze.

A mouthful of steel teeth split open all the way to the base of his ear.

One night: Little one, you're so cute, sit down! (Struggling to breathe)

The child nodded and sat down.

One night: Alright, guys, that's the end of today's interview. We'll talk again next time. (Leaves in a flustered state)

...

Leisure time.

Disco.

On stage, Chris was dancing in black stockings, while Su Qingyao was playing the guitar and headbanging wildly.

The crowd revelled to the lively music.

Su Qingyao: Hey friend on the left, let's draw a rainbow together!

Taking advantage of the crowd's commotion, one night he squeezed forward and shoved the microphone in front of Su Qingyao's mouth—

One night: Miss Su, what do you think of this ending? (Looking expectant)

Su Qingyao: Absolutely awful! What a garbage ending! Why didn't the novelist go eat five tons of shit? By the way, who are you? Do you know the author? (Looking angry)

One night: I don't know you, I don't know you... (Heartbroken, she leaves in a hurry)

Chris: Hey, hey, hey, you haven't interviewed me yet? (Pouting, dissatisfied)

They turned back one night.

One night: So, Miss Chris, do you think the ending of the novel is abrupt?

Chris: ... (Silent, slowly approaching, then suddenly grabbing Mou Ye by the collar)

Chris: Brothers and sisters, come quick! I know this bastard! He's the author of this novel! He ruined it, kill him! (Shouting at the top of his lungs)

Crowd: Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! (Raise arms high, shouting excitedly)

One night: An open ending doesn't count as a bad ending; it's meant to leave more suspense and give readers room for imagination, aba aba aba aba aba aba... (insufficient confidence, muttering softly).

The scene was chaotic.

...

The next day, at the hospital.

Mou Ye, whose body was covered in bandages, opened his eyes and looked at Tang Jiu Shi Jiu and the members of the Hun Zi Guild in front of him.

One night: Everyone, you've come to see me! You're all so kind to me!! (Tears of gratitude)

Tang Jiushijiu: No, we came here to… (silently pull out dumbbells hidden behind his back, and everyone else pulls out hammers, bricks, baseball bats…)

One night: ? (Staring in disbelief)

@%#¥&……

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See you in the next book, my darlings!

Good night!!

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