Transform into a three-no heroine

Chapter 188 I am me, fireworks with different colors!

Jiang Huo sat in front of the computer and continued typing from last time.

She suddenly found that her speed had actually slowed down.

No!wrong!It's the random pill effect gone!Jiang Huo could no longer enter that inexplicable state!

After discovering this situation, Jiang Huo was a little disappointed. She tried many times without giving up, but it was a pity that the effect similar to the unity of man and nature had really left her and could not be found.After typing in front of the computer for an hour, Jiang Huo's word count increased steadily, but compared with the speed of coding in the previous state, there was still a huge gap.

Jiang Huo was a little disappointed, and she even regretted it a little.

If she knew that this random pill was time-sensitive, she would definitely code out all the novels in her head!

It's a pity that in this world, there is no regret medicine, and Jiang Huo is not Kanzaki Tomoyo, who has no ability to manipulate time.

Although Jiang Huo, who had returned to normal, was a little irritable, he still forced himself to calm down and work hard to type.

Now, Jiang Huo has a huge burden on him.

Those money-burning studios, those money-burning projects, and those huge holes are waiting to be blocked by Jiang Huo!
As Xiaoyuan expected, when she got home at night, Jiang Huo was still sitting in front of the computer typing.

"Have you eaten?" Xiaoyuan asked Jiang Huo very casually, all of this was very natural.

Even though she asked like this, Xiaoyuan already had her own answer in her heart.

"Ah, you're back... what time is it..." Jiang Huo scratched his head and rubbed his sore eyes with his hands.

"Heh, you didn't even eat lunch, did you?" Xiaoyuan threw her handbag on the sofa, put on slippers, and walked into the kitchen.

Hearing Xiaoyuan's words, Jiang Huo immediately stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, and a gurgling sound came from inside.

"Uh... I really don't seem to have eaten..." Jiang Huo picked up the water glass, took a sip, and then moved to the kitchen door.

Madoka has already tied on her apron, and the vegetables and meat she just bought are placed on the kitchen table.

Seeing Jiang Huo standing at the door, Xiaoyuan waved at him and said, "Be conscious, come in and help."

Jiang Huo stuck out her tongue and sneaked into the kitchen obediently. She put the water glass on the table and took off the apron hanging by the door.While fastening the apron, Jiang Huo suddenly said: "I said, I'm a great writer, you should speak softly to me, otherwise, I will..."

Before Jiang Huo could finish speaking, Xiaoyuan picked up the sleeve and stuffed it into her arms, saying, "What do you do?"

The corner of Jiang Huo's mouth twitched when he took over the sleeve. She paused, regained her aura, and said, "I can..."

However, as soon as Jiang Huo uttered four words, Xiaoyuan continued to stuff a pair of gloves into her hands, and said, "Can you stop talking? It's already 07:30, if you don't do it I can't even eat at nine o'clock!"

After being interrupted twice by Xiaoyuan, Jiang Huo didn't bother to say anything. She pouted resentfully, put on her sleeves and gloves, and came to the pool.Xiaoyuan glanced at Jiang Huo, Jiang Huo's swollen face almost prevented Xiaoyuan from bursting out laughing.

Holding back her smile, Xiaoyuan pushed the plastic bag to Jiang Huo's side, and said, "Wash and chop the vegetables."

"Then what are you doing?" Jiang Huo looked at Xiaoyuan beside him, and asked suspiciously, "You don't know how to just watch?"

"Of course I'm supervising you! You've been sitting in front of the computer all day, shouldn't you do some exercise? It's troublesome to suffer from lumbar muscle strain and cervical spondylosis at a young age!" Xiaoyuan stared at Jiang Huo confidently.

"You should know that I am an author with a net worth of over [-] million! If my fans know about your behavior, they will definitely block your door with a knife and fight you desperately!" Jiang Huo pretended to be fierce. arrive.

Xiaoyuan tilted her head, looked at Jiang Huo, with a smile on her face, and said, "Oh, then what?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Jiang Huo frowned.

"Why should I be afraid? You have been living in my house for more than half a month! I will tell the fans who are blocking the door, and they will definitely understand your behavior..." Xiao Yuan folded his arms and said with a teasing smile.

"You..." Jiang Huo stretched out her index finger, trembling non-stop. After a long while, she said, "You are cruel."

Seeing Jiang Huo showing weakness, Xiaoyuan opened the plastic bag very naturally, took out the vegetables and handed them to Jiang Huo.

Under Xiaoyuan's gaze, Jiang Huo cooked vegetables and rice according to the other party's request.

After eating, Jiang Huo, who smelled of oily smoke, went straight into the bathroom, wanting to wash himself up.

And Xiaoyuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks with a smile, and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

At around ten o'clock, the second girl sat in front of the computer after cleaning, Jiang Huo was bored watching the video, and Xiao Yuan was flipping through the manuscript that the other party had coded during the day.Throughout the day, Jiang Huo coded out 15 words. Although it was not as scary as before, compared with those ordinary authors, this output was already considered a miracle.

As an editor, Xiaoyuan has a top-notch speed in reading manuscripts. After reading all the 15 words, Xiaoyuan patted Jiang Huo on the shoulder and said, "Good job, it seems that you plan to Finish the entire novel!"

"How is that possible! I'm not a machine, how can I complete the code?" Jiang Huo, who was eating melon seeds there, rolled his eyes at Xiao Yuan.

Xiaoyuan was just looking for an excuse to speak. After hearing Jiang Huo's response, she asked, "How much of this novel are you going to write?"

"One hundred and forty-five million words." Jiang Huo said casually.

"What? Just write it like this? Why? You write a long story!" Xiaoyuan became anxious when she heard this.

"That's not much? It's more than 100 million words!" Jiang Huo understood what Xiaoyuan was thinking.

"Is that too much? "Harry Potter" has 300 million words!" Madoka immediately retorted.

Jiang Huo threw the melon seeds in his hand on the table and said, "Why don't you say that "Zhu Xian" is only 140 million words?"

"Then can't you read other authors? On the entire website, there are sixteen books with more than ten million words!"

Seeing that Xiao Yuan insisted on talking about heroes based on the number of words, Jiang Huo smiled. She shook her head and said, "Can these people's combined results be as good as mine?"

Madoka really didn't know how to refute this question.

The number of words cannot measure the quality of a book at all.

Some stories can be solved in one million words if they are hundreds of thousands of words. What’s the point of having to drag it out to tens of thousands of words?

It's just the author's lack of self-confidence. They are afraid of publishing a new book to hit the market, so they keep writing words.

Of course, some authors just think that the grades of this book are good. Since they can make money lying down, why bother to write a new story?
If Xiaoyuan wanted it, Jiang Huo would naturally be able to come up with novels with millions of words, but Jiang Huo didn't want to do that.

Although he only copied three books, Jiang Huo was tired of it.

She wants to write a book of her own, and she wants to create her own world!

When Jiang Huo sat in front of the computer in his previous life and applied for an author account, he planted this wish in his heart!

I am me, a firework with different colors!

(End of this chapter)