"The award presentation is over! The third season of writers is about to start. We hope that new writers who are interested in joining the team of writers can also sign up enthusiastically."
"Is there really no me?"
Zi Che Chun, a master writer of the second dimension, chirped.
At the same time, Liang Jia in front of the TV sighed heavily.
"I've said it all, I want to live an extraordinary life, but how can the lifeboat only go forward, not back? If I had known, I would have swum there too."
Liang Jia muttered, and could only sit in front of the TV and watch the scenes of writers one by one.
"Since the matter has come to this, I have to speak with my strength."
Immediately afterwards, Liang Jia dug out the youth pain martial arts cheats left to her by the male fairy writer Yuan Huixing.
"Is the above content credible or not? After all, the author Yuan Huixing is famous for writing fairy tales. The only book he published is Youth Pain. The sales volume is not to mention bad, and it was even taken off the shelves in advance. I even read it No chance."
Liang Jia shook his head slightly. He didn't let go of the youth pain martial arts cheat book in his hand, but closed it again, and put it in front of his eyes blankly.
Liang Jia, on the other hand, was biting the tip of her pen, creating stroke by stroke.
"A long, long time ago, don't, it's too rustic. This beginning seems like a fairy tale."
Liang Jia rolled a piece of paper into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and started another design at the beginning.
"In the mountains, in the sea, don't, this is not the beginning of the Smurfs, it's too cartoony. Youth pain? My youth is long gone, but the pain is still faint."
Liang Jia looked around the house, and the figure of grandma never appeared in the corner again.
"Granddaughter, it's time to eat."
"Grandma, don't disturb me when I'm writing. I won't eat or eat. It will be past midnight soon. I have to upload the updated article before here, otherwise I won't be able to attend. I can only live on those few hundred yuan for a month, otherwise I won¡¯t be able to pay the rent, and try to eat as little as possible. I¡¯m so fat, I can¡¯t be hungry if I don¡¯t eat two meals. Grandma, you are the same, look at you Big belly, in the future you will contact Tai Chi and Peking Opera more often, you often go out to meet old friends, don¡¯t stay with me at home all the time, if you¡¯re not here, I¡¯ll write faster.¡±
"Granddaughter, go to bed."
"Grandma, can you stop being like an alarm clock, hiding in the corner when you have nothing to do, saying a word to scare people from time to time, you must know that I write horror novels, and my favorite readers are of course more online at midnight. If they don¡¯t, they will blame me. Even if I don¡¯t have many readers, how can I still have a subscription? I must devote all my efforts to that one subscription.¡±
"Granddaughter, don't be tired."
"I know, I know. I'm not working hard for this family. Who made me grow up without parents? I just grew up with my grandma. When I was in school, who didn't laugh at me? The reason why I worked so hard to create horror novels, It is to vent all the depression in my heart, I can't kill them in real life, I want to write them to death in the novel, and let them feel that my life is worse than death every day."
"Granddaughter, it's because grandma is not good, she failed to protect you and let you have a complete family."
"Of course it's grandma's fault, why can't I stop my dad from running away from home, why can't I rescue my mother in time" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com