God please don't procrastinate

Sun Youxian's arrangement was interrupted by the notification that the cake was finished baking. He put the laptop aside, got up and went to the kitchen to make tea and cut the cake.

As soon as everything was prepared, Zhong Jingyu seemed to have a foresight. Shi Shiran came out of the study, sat on the sofa with an expectant face, and looked at the cake in Sun Youxian's... hand.

Sun Youxian laughed, took the tray over, and handed the plate containing the cake to Zhong Jingyu.

Zhong Jingyu held the plate with bright eyes, bent his feet, and nestled next to the armrest on the side of the sofa, eating with a happy face.

The grandson, the feeder, Youxian smiled helplessly, and sat down cross-legged on the carpet next to him, while eating, the curious little Miaomiao brazenly begged for spoilers: "Young Master Zhong, Meng Ming and Lu Junjie this time Is the area we entered real or fake? Are these human-like animals created by humans or are they mutated?"

Zhong Jingyu's novels have always followed the sci-fi line, and most of the settings have certain technological content, but in the latest chapter of "This Road Is Nowhere", the two protagonists enter a forest after leaving the second secret room, and Encountered animals in human form in the forest - orcs.

This kind of setting that is somewhat close to Western fantasy is the first time in Zhong Jingyu's novels, and these latest contents are also completely different from what he wrote before.

In the overthrown old manuscript, after Meng Ming and Lu Junjie left the second secret room, they met a mysterious black-robed man, who told them nonsense that it was their mission to decipher the secret room, Then the two entered the third secret room - a small town full of intrigue.

Unknown death, dusty secrets, intricate clues... looking for clues, cracking various tricks, and finally revealing the truth - suspenseful investigation, which is more in line with Zhong Jingyu's writing characteristics and style.

However, in the [-] words that Sun Youxian just read, after Meng Ming and Lu Junjie entered the forest, they seemed to have traveled through the magical space of the middle world, and all the things they encountered were more Harry Potter-style. The magical style of painting also makes Sun Youxian, a reader, very curious. Is this Zhong Jingyu changing his writing direction or is he just another weird setting?

After Zhong Jingyu finished eating the cake, he licked his lips with insatiable desire, then put the plate back on the tray on the coffee table, and turned to take a sip of the black tea: "Well... I didn't think about it, I don't know, let's talk about it."

The corner of Sun Youxian's mouth twitched, male god, you have overturned the first draft, can this draft be more reliable?

"Young Master Zhong, spoiler, what are you going to write?" Sun Youxian looked up at Zhong Jingyu with eagerness on his face.

If Sun Youxian could see that expression, he would know it, just like Zhong Jingyu who was looking at the cake.

Zhong Jingyu's face became a little hot from such a pair of eager little eyes, he cleared his throat unnaturally, and asked, "Have you read all the previous manuscripts?"

Sun Youxian nodded repeatedly.

"What do you feel?"

"nice!"

Zhong Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was really his own brainless fan: "Do you feel depressed or hopeless?"

"No..." The remaining word "yes" got stuck in Sun Youxian's throat, and he couldn't say it.

For a novel that is not too long, the 18 characters have already been developed almost, and the style and tone of the article are basically finalized. Therefore, even if Sun Youxian wants to say no to his conscience, it will not change "This Road Is No Way" The sense of despair conveyed by the previous 18 words.

Yes, very desperate.

The small town that Meng Ming and Lu Junjie broke into is filled with the atmosphere of death, and most of the residents in the small town are pessimistic and negative, with no longing and yearning for life. Everyone seems to not care about their own life and death, even Think death is a relief.

In the process of solving the mystery and finding a way out, the two were also infected by this atmosphere, showing their negative sides more than once.

And when the two found a way out and left the town, they found clues in the station outside the town, which indicated that the two would never be able to return to a normal life in this life, and only endless "secret rooms" or death awaited them.

Ordinary people see this kind of fable warning in the book, and they will only think that the author is playing tricks, trying to tantalize people's appetite, and the characters who are fabled may die will definitely live well in the end.

But Zhong Jingyu's fans know that he won't.

As a representative of the upright school of writers, Zhong Jingyu is so self-willed, foretelling that whoever will die will definitely die.This simple and rude style once made fans love and hate him, but there was nothing they could do.

Sun Youxian tilted his head and thought of the death warning in the old manuscript, and connected with Zhong Jingyu's overthrow of the old manuscript. Could it be that the male god is going to let the two protagonists live?

"Master Zhong, you don't plan to write them to death?"

Zhong Jingyu nodded: "I want them to try some other developments."

Sun Youxian breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. Although 18 words is a pity, it was overthrown, otherwise the two protagonists will die by then, and they will still be readers. Of course, he, who is a loyal reader, is also included.

Since there was no information about the new plot, Sun Youxian turned to ask about work matters: "You have changed so much, do you want to ask Teacher Zheng for his opinion?"

He knows that some authors will listen to the editor's guidance when creating, so as to write works that better meet readers' expectations or market needs.

"No, just tell him when you submit the manuscript next time." Zhong Jingyu replied decisively, and pointed out his work by the way, "Delete the old chapters published in the blog, and then post an announcement; remember to print the new chapters , and then give it to me; there is no need to delete the old chapters for updates on the hard drive; put a sticky announcement on Weibo, and you can ask Xin Lan for the rest.”

Sun Youxian blinked twice before realizing that Zhong Jingyu was telling him about work!

The male god is explaining the work to him. Well, he has been on the job as an assistant for more than a month, and his boss, his leader, and his boss finally, for the first time, have arranged a job for him!

He doesn't have auditory hallucinations, does he?Was Zhong Jingyu really telling him about work?

"Well, you don't have auditory hallucinations." Sun Youxian, who accidentally said his heart out again, received an answer from Zhong, who is the male god and the boss, Jingyu.

Touching his nose embarrassingly, Sun Youxian tried to change the subject to cover up his stupidity: "Young Master Zhong, do you read the fan comments on blogs and Weibo?"

Zhong Jingyu had a natural expression on his face: "Some messages are very interesting."

"But why don't you ever reply?" I don't repost any comments on your Weibo, and I don't miss a single post on your blog, so why don't I have a chance to be flipped by you?Is it because my message is not interesting?

Zhong Jingyu glanced wildly, put down the empty teacup, stood up and pretended to exercise, turned his back to Sun Youxian, and whispered: "Lazy, so I didn't reply."

Sun Youxian: ...

Thousands of fans have not received any response to their messages for many years, not because the male god is aloof, nor because the male god did not see it, but because... the male god is too lazy...

You are a male god and you are self-willed. I am a fan and I am heartbroken.

Just a moment ago, Sun Youxian, who was excited because Zhong Jingyu started to work hard, felt blue and thin mushrooms so much that he wanted to plant mushrooms in the corner after only a few minutes.

Zhong Jingyu could roughly predict Sun Youxian's reaction without looking at it. After waiting for a long time without seeing any movement from the person behind him, he slowly turned his head and saw the other person slumped on the ground with a look of lovelessness. The little sense of guilt multiplied in an instant.

He sat down guiltily, tugged on Sun Youxian's sleeves, and promised vaguely: "Most...at most, from now on, just reply to some messages. You...don't be unhappy."

Is he upset?He is more than unhappy.

Although Sun Youxian, who was about to cry without tears, felt overwhelmed, he had no choice but to accept the setting of the male god, sighed a long sigh, and fought for the welfare of the fans: "You have to do what you say. , you have to really reply in the future."

Zhong Jingyu nodded seriously, and said with some embarrassment: "Reply...but, I don't know...what should I reply?"

After all, he is a writer, not a celebrity or a public figure. No one taught him how to manage fans, and he doesn't need to deliberately create an image in front of fans. The interaction with fans depends entirely on his own wishes.

However, on this point, Sun Youxian, who has been a loyal fan for many years, still has some say: "It doesn't matter what you reply, you can reply whatever you want, even if you only reply with two words of thank you, it will make people happy The screenshots are framed."

This sentence is probably the voice of many fans. Even if they know that they are just a string of characters or a potato in the eyes of those who admire them, as long as they are turned over once, they will probably have a feeling that their lives will be fulfilled because of this.

Zhong Jingyu nodded with a half understanding, and continued to ask shamelessly: "Did you leave a message before?"

of course!

Sun Youxian really wanted to answer so loudly, but he was cowardly, especially in front of the male god, so in the end he nodded "shyly".

Zhong Jingyu took out his mobile phone to log in to Weibo, opened his latest Weibo, and flicked through the comments below: "What is your account? I will reply you now."

"Don't...don't make trouble." Now Sun Youxian was no longer "coy" and hurriedly stopped Zhong Jingyu, "Your latest Weibo was several months ago, so it's strange to suddenly reply to a comment."

Moreover, Zhong Jingyu, who never replied to messages, suddenly "deceived the corpse". As the first fan to be flopped by the male god, he still had to be stripped of his skin.

What's more... In his heart, Sun Youxian didn't really want Zhong Jingyu to know his Weibo account.No matter how much I write about my admiration and love for male gods on my Weibo, it’s like writing a diary. It’s a bit of a record, but if these confessed objects see it, I still feel a little ashamed of.

Zhong Jingyu thought about it, and felt that what Sun Youxian said made sense, so he put away his phone and decided to be the first to reply to him next time he tweeted.

Seeing that Zhong Jingyu accepted the thought of replying to his message, Sun Youxian's heart fell to the ground. Seeing that it was getting late, he urged Zhong Jingyu to go back to his room to sleep. He also cleaned up the kitchen, went back to his room to take a shower and sleep.

Zhong Jingyu, who was lying on the bed after taking a shower, was not as "obedient" as Sun Youxian hoped. He took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and still turned to the one he posted recently, and then read among the thousands of comments. Look for an account that looks like it might be Sun Youxian.

While reading it, he was aroused by the fans' messages. Although many of the messages were simple and crude confessions like "I love you, you are the best", isn't the love of fans expressed in this way? ?

And as the "Da Da" who is liked by so many people, I have not given the slightest response to fans, it seems that I am really too unqualified.

In the future, indeed, it's time to reply to some more messages.

Zhong Jingyu made a silent decision, turned to the last page of the comments, and the first Weibo account at the bottom immediately caught his attention - Zuo Mu Youxian Little Sun.

Almost subconsciously, Zhong Jingyu clicked on the homepage of [Zuo Mu Youxian Little Sun] without hesitation.

[Zuo Mu Youxian Little Sun] doesn't post very frequently, and mainly reposts Weibo, and the content is mostly casual topics about eating, drinking, and drinking. However, the more Zhong Jingyu looks behind, the more he can see. 's Weibo.

Some reposted his Weibo, some recommended his novels, some felt after reading his novels, and some participated in the discussions of some po owners.

Zhong Jingyu is almost certain that this is Sun Youxian’s Weibo. Although the content of his recent Weibo has become less and less related to him, the few Weibos he reposted are tutorials on making desserts, and one of them is Teach how to make chiffon cake.

The finger moved to the follow button, hesitated when it was about to fall, exited the Weibo application, switched to the web Weibo, found Sun Youxian's account, and chose to follow quietly.

After finishing all this, Zhong Jingyu put away his mobile phone, and got into bed contentedly to sleep.