Everyone is urging me

A well-known great writer once said: Eight out of ten authors have cheated on their articles, and the remaining two are on the verge of double-opening and abandoning articles, and the other is rushing to the dead line every day...

Sorry, he didn't actually say that.

The reason why I give this example is just to illustrate a truth-it is very common for the author to abandon the pit!

Sickness, busy reality, quitting the circle, no follow-up inspiration, dissatisfied with the content written at the current stage but do not want to rewrite it, or even forgetting the account password may all lead to the result of the author abandoning the pit.

...But why did I receive the "scourge"?

"Probably you have the most black history." The book spirit in my hand revealed without hesitation, "I have opened 48 fanfic books in a year but haven't finished even one, and the longest word count has just reached [-]... You are really Awesome."

"How do you defile people's innocence out of thin air!" I blushed, and closed the notebook in my hand, "Young and frivolous things, can that be called black history!?"

Known as the book spirit, but actually the god's creation parasitic on the laptop, it stopped talking.

Without the trouble of the book spirit, I showed melancholy eyes again.

So far, I can only introduce myself.

I am an author. I originally wrote overhead sand sculptures in the original area, but due to various reasons, I embarked on the road of no return to writing fan... As a result, I was sprayed by a group of textual research parties and exploded on the spot!In particular, there is a reader who "blossoms on the bar", I write a book and he sprays a book, as if he and I have a sworn hatred.

In order to fight wits and bravery with the textual research parties including him, I secretly checked the details of the original work more carefully, but on the other hand, I deliberately wrote a new article to collapse the plot. Among the 48 abandoned pit articles mentioned by Shuling, there are [-] It was all deliberately opened to annoy people... Although it seems to be cheating myself now, this is not the point.

The point is!

After finishing my studies, I suddenly became a god.

...does it fast-forward a bit too much?

It does not matter!

In short, after I spent several years studying various original settings, I was refreshed and became a god... yes, literally, a god of gods.In this world, there are only 48 fanfic books that I promised to fill out but lost, plus my last message to readers.

"You wait! If you don't get these settings back, I'll kneel down and call you dad!"

...Is it okay if I go back and call them dad now?

I'd rather go back and call them dad, than go into my own trap and complete the follow-up!

Yes.

After I became a god, what accompanied my divine power was the book spirit possessed on my laptop.And after Shu Ling gained consciousness, I somehow knew my "task".Just like a cultivator who wants to cross the catastrophe, only after completing the task can I become a real, unrestrained immortal.

It took me 5 minutes to mentally build myself up, and then I took the book spirit to time travel to the first novel I cheated.

This is the earliest fanfic I wrote, and it was also because this book was sprayed by the textual criticism party that I made up my mind to torture each other with the textual research party.

——This is a fan of "Blood Knight", and the heroine I wrote is undoubtedly Mary Su.

Most direct……

"Gui'an, Mary Liyingshang Angelina Yingxueyu Hanling Xue Liyu Antalya Humming Meng Xunmei Hathaway Snow Lotus Mo Evans Condensing Yubing Lanli ... Qianyue Xiaomoshang, Xiyulan Mengxin, Luoliqin Yiyu, Broken Moyin, Lolita Purple Heart, Kewei, Your Highness Su."

The red-eyed deacon who pushed open the door smiled slightly, and said such a long list of names very fluently, and even maintained his respectful and elegant expression as a deacon.

If someone else repeats it, I might think that this person is not a fool, but when I read it from the mouth of Mr. Deacon, who has a soft voice and soft legs, I feel that it is really an audio-visual feast, "Ladies don't know what to do at this hour." You are still lying on the bed, besides... you still have an appointment with the new head of the Jiulan family, if you are late, it may be considered provocative."

I glanced at the time on the computer without a trace—seven in the afternoon, it was indeed a bit late.

Without turning off the computer, I just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him. Anyway, no one but me could see the notebook in my hand, so I left it indifferent.

It may be that after becoming a god, his physical fitness and other aspects have been strengthened a lot. I can see the complicated patterns on his glasses frame from a distance of several people, and I can also see the mirror chain from the mirror chain that is shining with white light. It's actually light gold.

But no matter how good the person in front of me looks and how nice his voice is, I can't completely ignore the address he calls me.

"Leave that alone."

I opened my mouth, as if Bai Ling's female voice was obviously not my original voice, but I couldn't stand it. It was really nice, and I got used to it after listening to a few words, "What did you call me?"

"Huh?" The handsome Mr. Deacon pretended to be puzzled, but soon he repeated clearly, "Mary Li Yingshang Angelina..."

"Stop, wait a minute!" I quickly stopped his address, "Don't bother, just call me Mary Sue."

"But you are a pure blood princess, I..."

"You can just call me Mary Sue." Before he finished speaking, I lowered my face very skillfully, and stared at him with those eyes like glass, "—Samuel, this is an order."

I finally remembered the deacon's name.

Samuel (Samael), also translated as Samael, is the leader of the legendary evil spirits.In Jewish lore, Samuel's most important role is that of the angel of death.Even if he wants to teach people to do evil, he is still one of the Lord's servants... It also means that even if he covets something of mine, he can only be ordered by me and cannot be disobeyed.

But I chose this name at the beginning, just because I was also a demon, Lucifer's name was too broad, and the names of other demons were not good enough.

"Obey, Your Highness." Mr. Deacon bowed and bowed, giving in to my order.

After tidying up, I resignedly glanced at my long hair that had changed from black to pink, seeing that it was going to turn blue because of my melancholy mood, I immediately took a deep breath, and let the deacon out of sight and out of mind The gentleman puts his long hair up.

After that, I had a simple breakfast, and brought Samuel to the place where I had an appointment with the head of the Jiulan family.

An old castle.

I wasn't in the mood to watch this rare ancient building, but was thinking about what the plot of the few chapters I wrote back then was all about.

After all, the first book was written the earliest, and the content was naturally forgotten the most.

Before I could fully figure it out, the conference room arrived.

Pushing open the door, I could clearly see that there were only three blood races standing in the empty conference room.

In fact, I don’t need to look at it, I also remembered who the three blood races were written at the beginning—Jiu Lanshu who was sitting in the main seat, Lan Tangying who proclaimed himself the number one follower, and his cousin Jia Yuanxiao.

In order to show respect for fellow purebloods, Jiu Lanshu stood up, and even the two blood races behind him bowed respectfully and saluted, "Welcome, Mary Liyingshang Angelina Yingxueyuhan Ling..." He read her long list of surnames clearly, and greeted without feeling strange at all, "...His Royal Highness Kewei Su."

"We met for the first time. I am the new head of the Jiulan family, Jiulanshu."

"Hello." I paused slightly, recalling the aristocratic knowledge I learned by hand when looking up the original work, walked in calmly like a real nobleman, and then sat down with Jiulanshu, "It's our first meeting, His Highness Jiulan...you You can call me Mary Sue."

"But, Mary Li Yingshang—"

I don't know if it's because of the uncontrollable power of the plot. These people are very persistent in wanting to read all the meaningless surnames that I can't even recite.

"—His Royal Highness Jiulan."

I held back the corners of my mouth that were about to twitch, and kept a toothless smile that a lady should have, "Your Highness Jiulan, let me say—you can just call me Marysu."

I looked at him with a gentle expression that was completely incompatible with the blood race, like a saint, but I had no doubt in my heart that if he still called me that, I would disregard the plot and let the pure blood of the Jiulan family splash on the spot.

I don't know if he sensed the danger from my words, Jiu Lanshu gave me a deep look, and then with a perfect smile, he changed his words politely, "His Royal Highness Su."

I immediately changed to a warmer smile, as if I was looking at a good cub who was occasionally rebellious but still listened to his mother.

"Well, Your Highness Jiulan." I nodded kindly, "We can continue the previous topic."

Jiu Lanshu was not polite this time.

"Regarding the matter of trying to establish a college that coexists with human beings, I think His Highness Su has already read the plan."

"I've seen it." In fact, it's not at all, but this doesn't prevent me from following the plot I wrote, "His Highness Jiulan means... let the blood race live with their 'food'?"

I saw him frown because of my address to human beings, but probably because of the fictional "powerful pure-blood noble" behind me, he didn't explode on the spot, but calmed down quickly, and still asked gently.

"His Highness Su disagrees?"

"No." As a former human being and now a god, I understand a truth, "It's just His Highness Jiulan, how can you ensure that the blood race will not forage in this man-made 'granary'?"

Just like humans keep animals in captivity, most of them are for slaughter.

Jiulanshu can't guarantee that no one will steal his mouth. Just like the plot I know, Jiulan Youji, who is the heroine, has been bitten several times.

It's kind of sad to think so.

Being bitten and hacked is even more gentle and kind, the heroine is really a thankless profession.

--Um?

Wait, I seem to be the heroine of the novel now? !

……calm.

I am my mother, and my mother has nothing to fear.

But it seems that not all of my colleagues are real mothers... What to do, I am a little flustered.

"About this, I have a solution." Jiu Lanshu didn't know my inner struggle at the moment, but Mr. Deacon, who had a contract with me, felt something, and cast an unnoticed gaze on me from behind.

"what?"

"Blood lozenge."

In layman's terms, it is the canned meat of the human world—the kind that is not very fresh.

I think the method of letting the vampires drink blood lozenges is like letting the nobles not eat big fish and meat every day, but imitating the poor to eat radishes and cabbage... But I don’t drink this stuff anyway, let’s set Marysu The desire to suck blood is not strong, and she has never drank blood once in the plot of less than [-] words, and even revealed the message of "only drinking pure blood".

So I don't care if Jiu Lanshu wants to do this.

"I will sign this covenant." So I directly agreed to his invitation according to the plot, "I hope to have a happy cooperation in the future, Your Highness Jiulan."

After the friendly exchange, I originally wanted to take Samuel and leave quickly.

However, the plot, which I wrote by myself, has to finish crying.

"what--"

"—Your Highness, be careful."

Just when I walked out of the gate with Jiu Lanshu, my feet had their own thoughts.

In layman's terms, I probably, maybe, [-]%... fell on the ground.

Although in my eyes this is called "drama fall".

When I wrote it at the time, I did add such a scene, even if it was only one line of description and two lines of dialogue - because if you are a fan, you have to have some contact with the original characters.Whether it is language or body, whether it is a small help or a hero saving the beauty, they are all enduring themes.

So when I fell, I was naturally caught by Jiu Lanshu.

His half-princess embrace made me blush.

——It’s really not that I have any thoughts about Jiu Lanshu, I just feel a little ashamed.

For my lost youth.

"His Highness Su."

Jiu Lanshu, who was hugged by the princess killed by the plot, didn't have any expression on her face that shouldn't appear.

Even though everyone present knew that the possibility of a pure-blooded His Highness falling on the ground is as small as that of them switching to a vegetarian diet one day, he still had a perfect smile and straightened me upright, and then he relaxed quickly but not eagerly. opened hands.

"Are you all right?"

I felt his gaze observing me, but when I put my gaze on him, I felt from his calm expression that it was just my illusion.

"It's okay." I kept the same reserved smile, leaving tears of regret in my heart for my ignorant self, "It's just a small accident, isn't it?"

Samuel took me from his hands, and Jiu Lanshu took a step out.

He nodded slightly and did not refute my statement.

On the contrary, Lan Tangying behind him had a wrong expression and seemed a little upset.But because Jiu Lanshu was still there, he didn't say anything to me that would cause trouble.

But I know he will find it himself... After all, that's what I wrote, even though I don't want to admit it, it's actually what I wrote.

Does the script conflict, I know it all too well.

"stop!"

Sure enough, when I completely left the castle, Lan Tangying chased me.

The blood race's activities are all at night, and now the moon is high in the sky, it is midnight, and his actions in the dark are crisp and neat that are unique to nocturnal creatures.

He probably acted privately, so he was the only one who came to me.

Thinking about it now, even for the sake of plot conflict, it is too unreasonable.

In any case, Mary Su is also a serious pure-blood. As a nobleman, Lan Tangying will not take the initiative to trouble the pure-blood because of a trivial matter, no matter how respectful Lan Tangying is to Jiu Lanshu.

The thought was fleeting, and I responded.

"Are you telling me to stop?" I frowned lightly, obviously what I wanted to say was questioning, but the tone I blurted out was delicate and well-behaved, not like a majestic pureblood at all.

Even the moment I turned my head while holding the hem of the skirt, I didn't know how deceptive my beauty as Marysu was.

That is probably the only face that cannot be replaced.

Just one look can make people forget all the evil things done by this face.As if cursed by a demon, people who see this face will always involuntarily set their eyes on this face.

"—Yes!" Lan Tangying hesitated for a moment strangely, but soon he showed a worried expression, and took the initiative to avoid meeting my eyes, "It's me."

Did he really agree?What I said was clearly a retreat for him.

I am a little speechless. The people in my writing violate the human setting to the point of having no IQ, but they come all the time, and I can't make do with it.

——Don't ask, asking is just young and ignorant, thinking that the fan is Mary Su Bensu, completely ignorant of logic.

"Mary Liyingshang—that highness of Kewei Su!" The blond-haired, blue-eyed young vampire stammered out my long list of surnames, and finally realized that he hadn't remembered them at all, so he gave up on himself After finishing the chanting, "—Even if you are a pure blood, or a collaborator of Master Shu, don't try to seduce Master Shu! Master Shu will not be fooled by you and your appearance!"

I didn’t really care about what he said later, and I didn’t feel angry at all—judging people by their appearance is only the most elementary. When I opened a new book later, I even wrote more speechless content in order to choke the critique party.

Anyway, they are all the plots that I once wrote, the ones that are so stupid that I can't bear to look directly at them, so don't worry about them.

But there is one thing I can't bear.

——This is the third time.

I really didn't expect that the first day I traveled through my own novel would be so difficult.

"The little devil of the Lantang family, right?"

I took a deep breath and stopped Samuel, who wanted to defend me as my master, feeling my scalp tingle simply because of his address.

"It's okay for you, or for other followers of Jiulanshu, let me say it for the last time. Call me Your Highness Mary, or Your Highness Su, and let me hear the string of surnames, I can't guarantee... Will I be like you As imagined, to confuse your highness Jiulan."

At times like this, I can't help but reminisce about the past.

So I really wrote this kind of heroine?Can anyone really remember such a long name?Will the hair that changes color really not be caught and dissected by the vampires here?

And the most important point.

——Is it too late for me to abolish my immortal status now?

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The author has something to say:

As long as you take the lead in complaining, those textual research parties will not be able to catch up with the author Sang!

[About the heroine's unfilled pit]

The heroine decided to delve into the setting and cheated 48 books a year ago, but looking at all the novels she has written, there are more than that, but only these 48 books must be filled in (of course, it is impossible to write so many in this article, and the heroine fills in the holes) The range of choices · refers specifically to the same person · is not limited to these 48 books).

So what, the deacon (butler) is an original character, you can substitute any character you like (after all, as a nobleman, a beautiful and powerful butler/deacon is also standard), the setting here is that the devil is summoned by people (or not people) , what the summoner needs to pay is continuous energy (special power is counted), if there is no power, it needs to be summoned with soul or blood sacrifice (whether it responds or not depends on the mood of the summoned demon).

Mary Sue gave pure blood power, Samuel responded because Mary Sue's blood was indeed pure, and the energy given as a contract was also considerable (but he had no loyalty to Mary Sue outside the contract, that is, he could Terminate the contract and return to the Demon Realm).

The heroine's current appearance is glass-colored eyes (you can refer to Li Lizi in Yongqi), and her hair color is mostly pink (changes with her mood).

This wave, this wave is called retro.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the author wear a fan’s article written by himself (it’s still the shameful Mary Sue Max version), so let’s produce food by ourselves, let’s let ourselves go together and reminisce about our youth (?)!

This article may contain all kinds of old stalks, such as appearance, life experience, and the whole world loves her stalks (of course, they will be dressed as reasonably as possible).Don't doubt, the heroine is Su.

Warning: The heroine's omniscience is a setting, but the author Sang is not, so please don't spray it on the critique party.In addition, this article reads as a writing without CP. Well, it is considered fast travel, and the emotional line may be sacrificed to the sky every time. Sweet love is unlikely to exist, but if you insist on picking it, you can still eat sugar (?).

It will be updated every other day in July, and I will notify you later (it is because I am bored and tired of writing that I only post the article!).

Finally, those who like this kind of plot are welcome to eat together, those who don't like it, can't accept the bugs that will come in the future, and those who love the heroine all over the world (this sentence is serious)...you can only go to the right, and then see you again.