Nightmare wake up

Chapter 71 Are they all fluttering?

Sound good to hear;
It is in stark contrast to Ouyang Ao's strength and arrogance;
Kristina subconsciously determined the identity of the other party;
Mr. Shen!
The anger that was going to be vented on Ouyang Ao turned into a stunned surprise, and Krisna didn't know what to say for a while.

"My surname is Shen."

The voice in the microphone remained steady, and a very brief self-introduction was made.

"Um... I... I'm He Man." Krisna reacted and said quickly.

Unexpectedly, there was no sound coming from the microphone.

There was silence for half a minute.

If it weren't for the blind tone of the phone hanging up in the microphone, Kristina almost suspected that the call was over.

but…

This is what it looks like to communicate between travelers!
Kristina understands the silence, and feels the same way about the situation...

The first call between two people who also traveled from the land of China to another world is a little mysterious, a little excited, a little wary, and even a little scared.

For a time, Kristina thought a lot...

Should I ask the other party who they were before they crossed over?Who is the other party now?
Should I tell the other person who I really am?Who is it now?

The other party is obviously just a stranger, even if he is the same traveler, lived in the same land in the past, has the same time and space, and has similar life experiences... However, the other party is indeed a stranger.

Kristina swallowed subconsciously, feeling that she had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know what to say;
Nothing seems to fit...

"It seems that you are the same as me." It was the voice in the microphone that broke the current embarrassment:

"I just intuitively thought we should get to know each other, but I didn't think about what the connection was for."

It was because of this that Kristina nodded silently.

Caused this kind of speechless situation in front of me, but Krisna found out that there were fellow villagers who had crossed over like her. She intuitively thought that everyone should contact each other, but she never thought about the purpose of the contact... This led to the call After connecting, there is nothing to talk about.

A conversation without purpose can only be about family life, but the two strangers lack the emotional foundation to talk about family life.

"Maybe..." Krisna sighed a long time: "Is it to find some comfort, can you understand the confusion and... loneliness after crossing?"

Kristina's last voice rose a little and turned into a rhetorical question, because even she herself wasn't quite sure whether she had such feelings.

"Haha..." A still steady laughter came from the microphone:

"I have a purpose in mind now!"

"Oh?" Krisna was suddenly interested.

The voice in the microphone paused:
"I want to know what caused us to cross, contact everyone to find some clues, and then... I want to find a way to go home!"

go home……

There are not many people who want to go home after crossing the road. At least in the novels I have read and written, this kind of protagonist is rare... Chrisna thought about it and said:
"We are different in this, I don't want to go back..."

"Oh?" This time, the other side of the microphone made a suspicious voice.

It seems that she has found a suitable topic. Krisna relaxes a lot at this time, and now her mentality is like when the communication software was just started, she always wants to find a stranger, and she can talk to strangers without any responsibility. life and thoughts, blah blah blah…

Briefly recalling the "past life", Christina whispered into the microphone:

"On Earth... I was an orphan. I grew up with my grandmother. After I went to college, my grandmother died."

"In order to make a living, I studied and worked hard while studying. When I had time, I wrote novels on Dianniang to increase my income. After graduation, I didn't find a job, so I wrote novels full-time."

"I don't know if you are in the circle or not. We people have a jargon - writing a novel is a dead end."

"Are you a writer?" Before she could finish speaking, the voice in the microphone interrupted Krisna's narration.

The voice didn't keep the same level as before, but there was a kind of unexpected surprise.

The surprised tone made Krisna think it was an accident of her "professional". In her knowledge, it was not a legitimate profession in the eyes of most people...

After a pause, she laughed at herself: "What writer, just a codewriter."

Seeing that Mr. Shen in the microphone was silent, Krisna finally found a topic she could talk about and wanted to talk about:
"Internet writers are just a group of code word workers. I wrote more than 500 million words in three years, barely making a living..."

"You are not in this line of work, you may not know...the first 30 words of codewords are free, and there is no income at all. The quality of your grades depends on a series of recommendations. Recommendations depend on the grades of several books in the same period. Winning in a bunch of books is the way to go, and..."

Chrisna seems to have opened the flood valve of bitter water:

"You have to worry about the divine beast of harmony at any time. If you are not careful, half a year or even a year of hard work will disappear... Also, I am writing about women's frequency. You don't know how cool it is. There are more writers than readers..."

"Three years of writing a book, completely out of touch with society, and it will be difficult to find a job again."

"I don't want to go back to the past. Now that I have started a new life, I want to have a different life."

Mr. Shen on the other side of the microphone has not spoken, and quietly listened to Krisna finish her words...

After a long time, the voice came from the microphone:

"So, in order to conceal the address, you changed the name of your telephone line and chose 'Qidian Novel Company'?"

"Well, after leaving a message yesterday, I contacted the telephone office to change it." Krisna replied softly: "The name is a sudden inspiration."

"You seem very resentful about this?" A question was asked in a calm narrative tone from the microphone.

"I can't talk about it." Krisna paused: "Those are all in the past, and I have started a new life."

"What about you? What did you do?"

... There was silence in the microphone for a long time, as if hesitating where to start, and after waiting for a few breaths, the steady voice came again:

"I write male videos, suspense classification."

"But... my editor is a beautiful woman and a very nice person."

"Although he is very cold and doesn't like to talk much, he is very kind to me..."

"Suspense novels can be put on the shelves with [-] words, and the number of daily changes is not as many as Xuanhuan and Urban require."

"The emphasis is on plot twists, not word counts..."

……

Hearing Mr. Shen's narration, Krisna's dark blue pupils gradually became larger, as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body suddenly stiffened.

"So, I'm also a codewriter as you said..." The voice in the microphone sighed:

"I understand your pain!"

Kristina felt her tongue go numb, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Then, more than ten seconds later, a voice that seemed to be aware of it came from the microphone, with a hint of doubt, a hint of surprise, and a hint of surprise:
"We both write novels...could it be more than a coincidence?"

"Are all traversers writing novels?"

"Internet writers group wear event?"

"I... I don't know." Krisna was surprised just now because she realized this.

"It seems that we really need to contact more people to verify this," said Mr. Shen in the microphone.

It took Kristina a lot of time before she came back to her senses and nodded subconsciously to the microphone:

"Ah."

After speaking, she suddenly remembered something and said into the microphone, "Ouyang Ao contacted me just now, and it was also a phone call."

"Ouyang Ao?"

"Yes... You shouldn't know him, he is the 'Guo Kai' in the newspaper, have you found Guo Kai's message?" Krisna described the matter in detail, including what happened on the phone just now, Guo Kai Kai wants to be the "boss" of the group.

Not only did I know, but I also met him and gave him an intractable disease... The unpredictable person on the other end of the phone pursed his lips silently, slandering in his heart.

Then, I heard the summary of the opposite "He Man":

"He is not very mature in mind, and if you keep in touch with him, there is a possibility of exposure."

It's not that he's not very mature in mind, he's just a middle-aged young man!

After what happened last time, it doesn't seem like there is any restraint... Unpredictable can't help but feel a little worried about my sister's work.

"Even if we don't consider Guo Kai, we can't contact other travelers now. I don't have their contact information, so I can only wait for them to call me." Krisna held the microphone and analyzed:
"Furthermore, telephone contact is neither safe nor convenient. I can't be a transfer station for all traversers to send messages. I can't create an address book for everyone to call each other."

"Telephones are not a good choice for people to connect with each other... We need chat software like Penguin or WeChat to be more suitable... There is no such thing in this world."

Mo Wei pondered for a while, he already had the answer to this question, and asked softly into the microphone:

"Do you know contract items?"

"Contract items?" Chrisna on the other end of the phone stunned: "I know..."

That's exactly what the Silver Hand training is about today...

This time, Mo Wei was a little confused. I forgot to ask "He Man" if he was a contractor. Even if he was a contractor, if he was within Pandora's order, he probably wouldn't know about the existence of "contract items".

What is the identity of "He Man"?
Moqi thought for two seconds, weighed the pros and cons of asking directly, and felt that there should be no problem, so he said:
"Are you a contractor? How do you know the contract items?"

"It's a contractor, just awakened." Krisna didn't hide this, she had hinted in the newspaper that she was awakened;

As for the Silver Hand, she herself is somewhat repulsive;

Another thing she may not realize is that through the mutual understanding and communication between the writers on the street, she has grown a bud of trust in Mr. Shen on the other side of the microphone.

Thanks to the worst wine brother, Yanlu, Tianjingrenmeng, and book friends 20170823065106303 for their rewards.

Today I finally wrote another main thread, the traverser chat group.

Spoilers ahead of time, all the writers who cross the street are still street writers.

Our group of fluttering streets finally stood up in this book.

(End of this chapter)