She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Qiao Zhenzhen recalled the past.

At the beginning, the girl was full of energy, and she only had a few vague images in her mind, so she couldn't wait to get started.

Although she was a newcomer, she wrote quickly and a lot because of the burst of inspiration.

By the time I reached a third of the way, people of all ages were reading it.

But here's the problem.

When she laid the foundation for the character design, it seemed that it was off by 0.1 centimeter. The higher it went, the more it deviated from the main line.

The story gradually gets out of control, and various problems arise one after another.

It cannot be said to be exactly the same as her original idea, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

After struggling for a few days, I decided to just go for it.

Hundreds of thousands of words were all scrapped, and I was so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe.

To this day, there are still little cuties leaving messages under the new book, asking if they can see her fill the big hole in her lifetime.

Normally at times like this, she would pretend to be blind and subconsciously erase its existence.

Qiao Zhenzhen made a sign of the cross on her chest, Amitabha.

I can only say sorry to the little cuties who are following the article, Amen——

A combination of Chinese and Western styles, with a pious attitude.

"Remember?"

Ten thousand electronic screens are put away.

Qiao Zhenzhen dodged, "You say that book, hahaha ha ha ha, heheheh-" she paused and twisted: "It's almost ten years, I can't remember who the protagonist is, I can't remember what the protagonist is called ”

Pointing to the girl on the bed, "She is the supporting actress? How many times?"

Ten Wan stretched out his short, fat paws, wanting to compete with each other. He separated them, then put them down when he found that it didn't work, pretending that nothing happened.

She shook her head and said angrily: "Of course she is very powerful. Her father will be the future chief minister, and her mother will make a lot of money every day by running a restaurant. In the future, she will marry into the Duke's palace and become the Duke's wife. Look at this configuration, it is perfect and perfect. That villain is difficult to deal with——"

This background information brought back fragments deep in Qiao Zhenzhen's memory.

She drifted towards Mo Yuying's bed, subconsciously avoiding the living people in front of the bed.

Ten Thousand followed and took a few steps forward.

After the girl's anger dissipated, she looked even weaker and pale.

The red at the corners of my eyes should give me a panda eye tomorrow.

She closed her eyes tightly, frowned deeply, and her cheekbones were still abnormally red.

You could hear a needle drop in the room, and Sun's mother gently wiped away the slight sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief.

Dongxiang and Chunxiang breathed very softly.

Facing the characters and world she created, Qiao Zhenzhen's heart was turbulent for a few moments, but soon she was like a deflated ball.

It's boring, she's already dead.

Even if she were alive, she couldn't say she came to this world to be a queen.

"Okay, this is a world formed by the books I tricked, so why did you bring me here? To confess? To observe? Or do I want to become a god here?"

"You are average-looking, but you think you are quite beautiful."

Ten Thousand rolled his eyes again and jumped onto the bed.

Since no one could see it, it stepped directly on Mo Yuying through the brocade quilt.

"The world is falling apart."

"……collapse?"

The world seems fine, and there is no end of the world, so why is it about to collapse?

and also--

"You can say my handwriting is bad, but you can't attack my beauty!"

She just rarely goes out and looks slovenly, hiding her beauty deeper.

But whenever I go out, I put on lipstick even if I throw out the trash.

"This world was born because of your inspiration, passion and huge soul energy, but it is facing collapse because you stopped updating."

“Can writing novels create a real world?”

Those three thousand small worlds are indeed an approximate number, too few. Thirty million small worlds is about the same.

"You can't create a world just by writing a novel, but you need enough soul energy and a little luck. It's like the explosion of the universe, from scratch. This is how the world came to be."

Qiao Zhenzhen seemed to understand, but fortunately, she was imaginative enough and accepted everything she said.

I can still recall the pleasure of being inspired and writing passionately and falling into a flow.

As if time does not exist, I just want to present the story.

It's a pity that the wonderful beginning ended abruptly.

The stories I wrote later, due to too much thinking, too detailed outlines and other reasons, no longer have the same surging emotions as before.

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows.

"Did you kill me because the forces behind you wanted me to fix the world?! My good years, my house, my little money! Uh-huh-huh-"

Tenwan tilted his head, "Is there something wrong with you guys who write novels?"

"Then what's wrong with me? Besides, I've been stuck on this book for ten years. It should have collapsed long ago."

"You have to ask yourself what's going on." Ten Wan said, "Besides, the formation of the small world is not as simple as you think. One day in the sky and ten thousand years on the earth. This world has passed your place..." It He raised his paws again and tried to count, "Ten, three hundred and sixty-five days, and then..."

Obviously his fingers were not enough, so he finally gave up and shook his head and said: "Anyway, it will be many, many, many years——"

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at it with tolerant eyes and cheered: "Wow, it's so amazing."

He added, "I'm so awesome too."

"You are good."

Unexpectedly, the arrogant fat orange cat actually agreed with her.

Qiao Zhenzhen was wary.

Sure enough, it went on to say: "So - this mission will be entrusted to you. It must be very simple for someone as powerful as you, right?"

"Hey, do you think I will do this?"

Maomao tilted his head, his eyes clear and innocent.

"Alright alright."

Faced with Chubby Fuzzy, Qiao Zhenzhen has no principles.

He changes his mind faster than flipping through a book. He doesn't even ask for a favor. He waves and asks, "What do you need from me?"

"I won't let your work go in vain!" Ten Wan said, "If we can successfully stabilize this small world and save hundreds of millions of living beings, the merit generated after the task is completed will be enough to resurrect you in your world, plus wealth. To live a long life, the prerequisite is that you don’t seek death yourself.”

Qiao Zhenzhen was stunned for a while, unable to control her inner excitement, "Really? Really -"

Her good years, her house, her little money——

I really want to hold my face and jump up and down in place, but unfortunately I can't.

I had no choice but to run back and forth through the screen and frame in the room in excitement.

The old saying is indeed true, a loss is a blessing.

I never thought that such a situation could be reversed.

After a moment, she gradually calmed down, and Qiao Zhenzhen asked: "Then what do I need to do?"

This and that, she had a lot of ideas.

Ten Wan changed the subject, and pointed at the girl lying flat with the cat's paw, "She is going to die."

Qiao Zhenzhen was taken away a little.

"She just fell into the water and caught a cold and a fever. Is this going to kill her?"

"It's not because of this. You have forgotten it. She won't die yet, but she will soon. The most important thing is that she is the anchor of this world."

"Anchor?"

As the name suggests, when the anchor is over, the world will also be over.

but--

"Shouldn't the anchor be the hero and heroine? The world will collapse only when the son of destiny dies. Shouldn't the logic be like this?"

Spreading its paws, the cat wagged its tail, "It's your setting——"

"I?"

"That's you."

"How could I possibly set up the world to end as soon as the female villain dies? You're insulting my IQ."

The existence of the female villain villain is just a tool who keeps causing trouble and then gets slapped in the face to feel happy.

Luck has nothing to do with her, so how can it determine the survival of the entire world.