I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

Inside a high-rise residential building in Chongming District, xx City.

The young man with glasses held a mug that had just been filled with water, and sat back in front of the computer desk in the bedroom with a dejected expression, staring at the blank document, and slid down, paralyzed into the shape of Ge You.

"Ah—so annoying! What are you going to write in the next chapter? Back then, you all wanted to see the Long Aotian Stallion, but I was scolded after I wrote it." The young man with glasses scratched his hair irritably.

His naturally curly black hair, which was already messy, was directly caught by him like a bird's nest.

This is, the computer screen suddenly flickered, went black for three seconds, and then jumped to a blue screen.

"Isn't it?!" The man with glasses sat up abruptly and wailed, "You're messing with me at this time, you're really my father!"

"Who calls me dad? I don't have such a big son." A young male voice came from the monitor.

Immediately afterwards, the blue screen seemed to be liquefied, and began to turn into a whirlpool, slowly turning.

A handsome fair face poked out from the vortex, followed by the whole body.The young man turned somersault in the air and landed lightly.

He raised his face, blowing away the bangs covering his eyes, and said with a smile: "Haha, it really looks exactly like in my dream."

"Oh!"

The man in glasses fell to the ground with a chair.He didn't even feel the pain, and pointed at the young man tremblingly, opening and closing his mouth, too scared to speak.

In all fairness, the young man in white looks really good-looking, and his ancient attire further accentuates his chivalrous demeanor with flying eyebrows.

But now, he suddenly turned into a living person and appeared in his room, which only made people want to shout: Ghost——! !

The young man in white turned his head, looked at the computer screen and said "wow", and said, "It turns out that the boundary wall exit is set up here."

He moved to the side, and said to the still blue screen: "Brother Yao, I know this, this is called a computer."

As soon as the voice fell, another person appeared on the screen.

The man with glasses looked messy in the wind, and just wanted to ask how you all look, is this a real appearance?

The second person who came was obviously in a high position, with awe-inspiring majesty, although he was born handsome, he taught people not to get too close.Not as easy to get along as the first one seemed.

But having said that, is it necessary for these two male ghosts to be so obnoxious? The one in black at the back is secretly holding the hand in white, thinking I'm blind!

"Hey, why are you so stupid? Come back to your senses."

The young man in white bent down, raised his hand and shook it in front of him, and said with a smile, "I'm the heroine of your novel, don't you recognize me?"

Glasses man: ...?

The young man in white blinked: "I am Fang Qinghong."

Glasses man:! !

The man with glasses: "Wait, wait, wait, tell me again who you are?!"

The young man in white increased his volume: "Fang, Qing, Hong, do you hear clearly?"

"I heard it clearly..." The man with glasses slowly lowered his head and covered his face.But how can you make me believe it!

"But I have already appeared in front of you." Fang Qinghong squatted in front of him and said.

The man with glasses widened his eyes: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Fang Qinghong replied as a matter of course: "I can hear you."

The man with glasses suddenly remembered that this was the protagonist of a fantasy novel, and he had also given him a golden finger... Immediately, he covered his chest with his hands and shrank back, shouting: "Don't watch, you have to respect the privacy of the subject, you know?"

Fang Qinghong: "Okay, okay, then you have to make sure you tell the truth, you can't fool me anyway."

He scanned the bedroom and asked curiously, "Where are your confidante friends? Why does the room look like a single person?"

Glasses man:? ?

The man with glasses: "Where did I find a confidante?"

Fang Qinghong said in surprise: "I thought you had five beauties, but you wrote so many for me!"

I didn't write it to you!

The man with glasses sat up straight and wiped his face: "Then you, what do you want to do here?"

Fang Qinghong was pulled up by the man in black behind him, and distanced himself from him.

The man with glasses finally noticed the other party. He looked around and couldn't remember that he had any such features, so he couldn't help asking: "This one again?"

It took him a lot of pen and ink to write such an outstanding character, how could he not be impressed.

"Huh? You don't know him? He is the master of the Phoenix clan you wrote about." Fang Qinghong said in surprise.

Lord of what? ?

The man with glasses said: "How can I know everyone!"

The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Fang Qinghong said: "So you really don't remember, although it's all set by you."

With thousands of chapters, which author can memorize everything in detail.The man with glasses slandered silently in his heart, and said, "But in the main text, I didn't write any copy of Phoenix."

"Yes, it's just the background that you handed over." Fang Qinghong lowered his eyes and laughed.

He suddenly felt that his hand was being clenched, and he turned his head to look at the man. His soft eyes seemed to say: It doesn't matter, everything is over.

Fang Qinghong couldn't help laughing.

This fool, obviously it happened to him, turned around to comfort him.

"Just now you asked me what's the matter here." Fang Qinghong's face was calm, "What do you think it will be?"

Hearing the words, the man with glasses couldn't help but follow his train of thought, "You...you won't want to come to live with us after becoming a fairy, right?"

The more he spoke, the more determined he became, and he straightened up: "That's right, did you come to me because you wanted me to write a story for you? You are justifiably smuggled here."

Unexpectedly, the young man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

The man with glasses answered naturally: "After all, this is the real world."

Fang Qinghong smiled and said, "I'm really curious about the world here."

He walked to the window sill of the bedroom, looked at the bustling traffic below, looked at the steel jungle of the bustling city, turned his head and waved to Fuyao: "Come here quickly."

The two of them left the man with glasses aside, chattered to him shoulder to shoulder, pointed at various places and chatted for a while before Fang Qinghong returned his attention to him.

"It's just like we monks occasionally taste the food in the world, but it's just a novelty to see Nahan's stuff." The young man in white turned around, leaned against the window sill, and said, "We also have our lives. , Just as you regard the real world as so important, the place that looks no different from the virtual world to you also gave birth to us and raised us."

"That piece of land entrusted the dreams and expectations of countless people. They threw their heads and blood, and even though they died nine times, they never regretted it."

Fang Qinghong pointed out that all the past memories he had experienced since his rebirth had entered the other party's mind. "That's why I'm here, I want you to take a good look at them."

The man with glasses held his head and digested for a long time, his emotions were ups and downs, and his whole head felt a dull pain.

Finally, when Fang Qinghong took two tissues from the computer and handed them to him, he realized that he was actually crying.

Fang Qinghong: "You are the author, I believe you will create new worlds in the future, I only hope that you can love them better."

"It's useless to say that!" the man with glasses suddenly said loudly.But he soon became fatigued and sat on the ground dejectedly. "Do you think readers care about this?"

He suddenly raised his face, pointed at Fang Qinghong and said, "Let me tell you the truth, they only want to see you pick up girls, they only want to see your cheating hands. It doesn't matter whether the opponent has brains, I will describe more Chapters will be scolded for word count, readers should be happy, writing ten chapters is more useful than anything else."

"Isn't it boring to write a thousand chapters in the cycle of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and then slapping your face? Of course I'm tired of it, but I have to live off the royalties."

"I admit that I found out about the bug in the world view later. It took a lot of effort to get it back, and readers don't have to read it. They are all stories of supporting characters on the background board. So I sneaked a little lazy and wrote it directly. You are engaged to the most beautiful woman in the world, and instantly the comment section is asking when you will consummate the marriage."

"Look, no one noticed it, did they? In fact, everyone doesn't care." The man with glasses held his head and said in a low voice, "They scolded me for not being a man, so many beauties fell in love with you, and they didn't even get out of bed. , I don’t have a little JJ.”

Fang Qinghong half-understood his complaint, propped his cheek and said: "I don't quite understand your concerns, and I can't give you any effective suggestions. But I think——"

The words of the young man rang in people's ears like thunder: "At least you shouldn't leave the problems and responsibilities to the readers... Have you really tried your best?"

The man with glasses raised his head abruptly and stared at him blankly.

At this time, Fuyao, who had been very quiet and didn't interrupt, said lightly: "If you can't do it, it's because you didn't do it well enough."

"Wow, brother Yao is so strict." Fang Qinghong opened his eyes wide, then blinked at him again, "You're so imposing."

Fuyao: ...

Fuyao: "Cough."

He lowered his head slightly, his long hair hanging down covered his red ears.

Fang Qinghong watched the confused man in front of him condescendingly, but his eyes did not have that kind of arrogance.He looked at the man with glasses, as if looking at those thousands of lost souls he had encountered before.

"Because you didn't pay close attention to the characters in your pen, those who watched couldn't empathize. Your own feelings are detached, how can you ask the other party to invest?"

The young man in white put on a straight look, and said word by word: "You have to believe that the men, women, young and old in your book, every plant and tree, are worth it. If you can't do it, just take a good look at this memory I gave you."

While the man with glasses was still in a daze, Fang Qinghong walked back to the window sill, opened the window, and stepped on the window sill just like in the illusion. "Okay, business is over, we're going to see the world."

Seeing that both of them were about to leave, the man with glasses subconsciously blurted out: "Wait!"

Fang Qinghong turned around: "What's the matter, is there anything else?"

"No... just feel a little unexpected."

The man with glasses seemed a little dazed. After a while, he continued to speak slowly: "I thought you would hate me."

"Hate can't solve any problems."

Fang Qinghong stepped out, suspended in mid-air, and smiled at the people in the room: "I only hope that you can learn something through everything you experience. I don't understand the successes and failures you mentioned. , but I understand that sincerity is the golden stone.”

At this time, Fuyao also jumped out of the window.

The man with glasses stood up and walked over: "Ah, no, I will be seen!"

But Fang Qinghong just waved his hand at him, then exchanged a glance with Fuyao, and the two flew further away.The man with glasses rushed to the window to look around, but found that no one had noticed this miraculous scene.

When he looked up again, the two had disappeared.

Everything passed without a trace, as if in a dream.

Only the memories in his mind that don't fade and don't belong to him remind him that some people and things really existed.