The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

The fluorescent screen illuminated their faces, and Qin Yuan kept staring at the book review.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly didn't dare to turn around and look at the girl with glasses.

"Crack..."

There is a sound of mouse clicking, and the writer exits from the background.

The girl clicked on the penguin icon in the lower corner again, and a group chat called "Shang Tuanzi Gathering Place" appeared in front of Qin Yuan.

"Don't...don't look..."

A biting chill rushed up her spine, and A Yuan's face turned pale. She wanted to raise her hand to grab the mouse, but she couldn't touch anything here.

[Reader 1: Daily question, did Shang Shang die today?Hurry up and update it if it’s not dead. I feel uncomfortable if I don’t read this stupid novel for a day. 】

[Reader 2: A warm posthumous photo of Shang Shang, engraved with the future Internet writing master, Shang Shang, I love you, right?If this isn't a true fan, who is? 】

[Reader 3: Damn it, where did you get the photo? 】

[Reader 2: I sent a private message, saying that I particularly liked her books, and asked to be a friend. The merchant was approved, and then I found these in her space. 】

[Reader 4: 666! 】

Messages were scrolling out one after another. Qin Yuan didn't know whether he was trembling or whether the people around him were trembling.

She turned her head with some difficulty. The girl with glasses had red eyes, but she kept smiling.

Ever since I vaguely came into contact with the concept of "novel", I have been constructing my own "dream love letter..."

Initially, the protagonist should be beautiful, perfect, able to save the world, a messenger of light, and able to dispel the darkness for me.

When you grow up, the protagonist doesn't need to be so perfect. He is loved by everyone, is a favorite of the group, and is rich enough to rival the country.

In the end...it’s hard to calm down. There is no perfect protagonist. I just have to have a little bit of what I want most.

Enjoy it for me, be remembered by a few supporting characters, and die in a dramatic accident.

Until the words "The book is complete" fell and was forgotten by everyone.

The only sound left in the room was the click of the mouse, and a question dialog box popped up on the screen——

Should the business group gathering place be disbanded?

Yes……

The mouse clicked on it without any hesitation, and the bespectacled girl clicked back to the Writer Backstage.

This time she did not look at the flashing red dot, but clicked into the editing page of the published chapter.

The not-so-good-looking finger pressed down on the keyboard to delete, and more than 2000 words quickly disappeared.

Qin Yuan's heart was so congested that she couldn't breathe due to the strong feeling of suffocation. The girl was still deleting chapter by chapter, but each chapter would be marked with garbled symbols.

This is called destruction of a book, which is different from being removed from the shelves. It is the disappearance of the book in every sense.

After finishing all the books one after another, it was already evening.

The bespectacled girl pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose and clicked on the backend website again with messages popping up.

【Destroy the book?glass heart?What kind of novel would you write? 】

【Is this interesting?Just kidding, right? 】

[If you don’t let others comment on your bad writing, then what do you write?Understand that we spend money to support you. If you are scolded, you have to learn to kneel down. Otherwise, how can you make progress? 】

"Look, do they look like the parents they hate the most? I'm doing all this for your own good?"

The girl with glasses whispered to herself softly, and clicked the last button to log out of the author's account.

The world became quiet, and the screen interface jumped to the initial registration page, with the words "Become an Author" marked in red on it.

"Do you understand? Everything returns to the beginning, and the days and nights where countless words are piled up turn into a blank sheet of paper. This is the pure world."

The girl with glasses said the last thing. Qin Yuan suddenly felt that the light in front of him was distorted. She was far away from everything familiar...

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"Junior Sister, Junior Sister?"

An Ran saw Qin Yuan's eyes slowly regaining their luster and walked over quickly.

"Fifth Senior Sister..." She looked at the person in front of her, as if her consciousness had not yet left the memories of what she had just seen.

"Little junior sister, how is your enlightenment? Have you mastered the Tao you want to study?"

"Epiphany?" His thoughts gradually returned, Qin Yuan stretched out his right hand, and a weak pure white Tao power slowly flowed.

"It's done! Little junior sister, you're done! You have set a record of being able to master Tao power by cultivating the foundation of immortality!" An Ran said excitedly, but A Yuan couldn't be happy at all.

If possible, who wants to master this pure world...

"Little Junior Sister, Fifth Senior Sister!" A cheerful male voice came from a distance, and Jiang Yu ran towards this side dragging her wide skirt.

"Master asked the disciples of Jindan and below to go over and say that he had something to say."

He shouted, his breathing was a little uneven, and his eyes had a strange color, as if he missed his pants.

"Well, okay..." An Ran responded and looked back at the junior sister. She was still looking at the power in her palm.

Jiang Yu noticed what A Yuan was holding and froze in place like a bolt from the blue.

Junior sister... I have enlightened!I haven't realized it yet!

Seeing both of them looking at him, Qin Yuan put away his hands and adjusted his mood:

"Then let's go over and don't keep Master waiting."

"it is good…"

The three of them rushed towards the main peak. As soon as A Yuan raised her feet to move forward, Dabai grabbed her waist, picked her up and put her on his shoulders.

"Dabai..." Qin Yuan was startled, and the sudden height made her hug the little white bear's head very insecurely.

"Huh?" Dabai didn't say anything, but stretched out a bear paw to wrap around her legs to prevent her from falling.

Although he didn't know why, he felt that his best friend was not happy?

When he was unhappy in the clan, his uncle would put him on his shoulders and walk around the territory.

Said: This is called lifting high. If you can see further, you will feel better.

"Dabai...let me down..."

"Ok?"

"Don't say yes, just talk."

One person and one bear fell behind. When he saw Fifth Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Brother looking at her, Qin Yuan immediately blushed and turned away.

I feel like a child...

wrong!It’s Dabai who knows something is wrong with him!

[Note: Huh?Isn't this your design, the tyrant's strange way of coaxing people? 】

"what?"

[You forgot the third volume of "Knife Book" - the love knife scrapes the bones, and the family knife cuts out the heart. 】

[I’ve coaxed one person after another the way you coaxed me, but now I’m sad, why don’t you come to coax me? 】

Qin Yuan's breath stopped and he looked at the little white bear carrying him, as if he saw the tyrant sitting alone in the snow, calling a certain snow bear over and over again.

She unconsciously clenched the bear's fur tightly with her hands, and the other person's short ears moved and gently rubbed against her wrist.

"Good friend A Yuan, do you want to cut off my bald head?"

"Pfft..." Qin Yuan smiled and rubbed the top of its hair with some force: "Yes, who told you to scare me suddenly."

Dabai said nothing and rubbed her knees with a hint of revenge.

It doesn't hurt, the bear's paw is very soft.

A Yuan loosened his grip on the bear's fur, teased its little ears, and looked into the distance.

Pure world...