The Trembling World

"This ... not very convenient." The author rejected Liu Qian.

"This is an advance payment of 20,000 yuan contract. I will charge you first. If it can be negotiated, the total contract value will probably be several million yuan, but the details of signing the contract require us to discuss on both sides." Liu Qian WeChat transferred 20,000 yuan to the author on the spot, and then raised it to the author again.

As long as they met, by means of Liu Qian, nothing could be forced to ask.

"This ... uh ... well, now I am in Yunfeng City, where do you say to meet?" After the author accepted 20,000 yuan, his attitude towards Liu Qian changed dramatically and his words became respectful. Now, the ugly face suddenly jumped on the paper.

"Yunfeng ... How about Liuyun Hotel? I'll wait for you at the entrance of the hotel." Liu Qian found that he is now in Yunfeng City, and the huge gold characters outside the wall of Liuyun Hotel can be seen faintly outside the park.

"Okay, I'll be here in about half an hour. By the way, what's your surname? What clothes?"

"No expensive, last name is Qi, black casual shirt, black pants." The body name borrowed by Liu Qian is Qi, so use his last name to make good use.

"Ok."

...

Liuyun Hotel.

After half an hour.

A middle-aged man with a shaggy appearance and a short figure was neatly dressed, pedaled a bicycle and came to the nearby Liuyun Hotel, locked the bicycle in a dark alley, and then adjusted his clothes to flow. Came over to the gate of Yunda Hotel.

"Is it Mr. Qi?" After the middle-aged man came over, he asked Liu Gan respectfully.

"You are the author of the trembling world."

"Yes, you ..."

"Finally found you!" Liu Qian smashed in the punch, picked up the middle-aged man, and strode toward the dark alley next to the hotel.

...

Yunfeng City, suburbs, Siping warehouse.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Liu Qian patted the author's fat face.

The author swollen his face, tilted his head, and drooled without waking up.

Liu Qian walked over and took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid, and poured it on the author's head.

"Ah! Help!" The author finally woke up, looked up in horror at Liu Gan.

"Don't shout, there are no people here for a few kilometers, and no one can hear the shout." Liu Qian took a toolbox and put it in front of him.

"You ... you ..." The author's eyes were even more frightened.

"Do you know who I am?" Liu Qian asked the author lightly.

"You ... Mr. Qi? The game company?" The author found himself tied to a post, tried it out and soon broke off the idea of ​​breaking free. The rope was very professionally tied and there was no possibility of escape.

"No, I don't have the last name. My surname is Liu. My name is Liu Qian. You are familiar with it." Liu Qian squatted in front of the author, reached out and opened the tool box in front of him, which included iron clamps, scalpels, and miniatures. Various tools, such as chainsaws and barbed needles, can cause people to associate with fear.

"You ... you ... don't hurt me ... the protagonist of my novel ... is the same as you ... no ... not intentionally, and ... I ... I didn't write him as a bad guy!" The author looked at The tools in Liu Qian's toolbox scared and stuttered.

"I'll ask you again, and you honestly answer me, is the shivering world written by you, or an adaptation of the story of someone you saw?" Liu Qian picked up the miniature chainsaw, turned it on, and the blade twirled violently When he got up, he noticed a soaking buzz.

"Yes ... I wrote it." The author answered honestly.

"But why is everything in this novel exactly the same as my experience !?" Liu Qian asked with a yell, and stretched out his hand to forcefully pull the chainsaw towards the author's little finger.

"I don't know! I don't know! Please don't hurt me, I have parents in their 70s, and my wife has just conceived, and you will be helpless if you kill me! Ah! Ah! It hurts me! Help! "The author screamed with closed eyes.

"I haven't started sawing yet, are you called Mao?" Liu Qian looked at the author strangely. The chainsaw is now a few centimeters away from his finger!

"Not yet saw?" The author opened his eyes and screamed immediately after seeing the chainsaw.

"It seems I have to give you some hardships." Liu Qian pressed the chainsaw this time. The scream of the author immediately increased by dozens of decibels. This time it was really called. Also called miserably.

"You code by hand. If you don't tell the truth, I will saw your fingers one by one, and you will be completely wasteful." Liu Qian passed the author's little finger to the author. .

"I'm telling the truth! Big Brother's life! Please!" The author's face was pale and sweaty, and he begged Liu Qian.

"I ask you again, why is everything in your novel exactly the same as my experience? In addition, what exactly is the end of your novel? How are you going to arrange for me?" Liu Qian took the buzzing chainsaw In front of the author's eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, let the author see clearly how the saw blade rotates.

"End ... End ... How do you want to end? I will arrange for you three wives and four concubines, no, let you be the emperor, how about a big harem?" The author and Liu Qian discussed.

"What a shame to me! I was asking what was the end of your original outline?" Liu Qian raised the volume, impatiently.

"Originally the ending ... should be ... it is the climbing of the tree of civilization and science and technology in the universe, at least a million words, so that the protagonist Liu Qian finally became a member of the energy family under various coincidences. The problem of aging of the galaxy, and then established a unique regular space tumor, and transformed her into an adult form, lived happily together, and gave birth to a baby. "The author quickly answered Liu Qian, so as not to answer in time and be cut. Drop a finger.

"Why changed?" Liu Qian frowned. If the truth behind the shivering world was really written by the author, that would be too terrible. Isn't his fate controlled in the hands of this man?

"Readers scold! Scold in the book review area every day. I think I wrote badly and didn't meet their requirements, so I changed it." The author quickly answered Liu Qian.

"When you wrote this novel, you didn't have an outline? Often because the reader changed it like this?" Liu Qian continued to ask, he had too many doubts in his heart, but he didn't know if the final truth was obtained from the man's mouth.

"There are outlines, which are not often changed, but there are also many changes." The author trembled, and he did not dare to lie.

"Well, let's talk about it from the beginning of the novel. What have you changed? You tell me one by one." Liu Qian took out his cell phone and opened the pages of "The Shocking World." (To be continued.)