East Ying Weird Creation

Chapter 361 will never wait until the day of publication

There are still 10 days before the head-pulling witch exercises the rules.

Night, Dongdu, Nerima District, Kasuga's house.

"How about it,"

The writer looked at Haruhi nervously, "This time, I completely deleted those vulgar plots - I figured it out, even if I can't cater to the public, I must write what I really want to write!"

In the past few days, the writer has revised at least five drafts, all of which were rejected by Haruhi. The thick dark circles under his eyes are proof of his injuries from fighting day and night.

"I think you'd better get some sleep first,"

Haruhi looked at the writer's face worriedly, "Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to persist until the day this book comes out."

"Don't worry about that,"

The writer took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "I am a writer who has mastered the power of weird rules."

"Well—the book is good, at least I think it is,"

Haruhi said:

"Completely describes how a pair of men and women who are in an ambiguous period have gone through a complicated mental journey after undergoing a drastic change of gender switching, and finally accepted the fact that each other can never go back to the past, and then used the mutual switching The ambivalence and passion of the sexes falling in love again—

As the villain, the onmyoji appeared without any abruptness, but instead helped the couple break free from the conflict of gender switching as soon as possible. At the same time, it also portrayed the uncompromising contradiction between the onmyoji and the investigator, which is enough to derive a dimensional universe The basic setting of the game... is very good. "

"That is to say,"

The writer stood up excitedly, "Can this book be a big seller?"

"On the contrary,"

Haruhi poured cold water on him, "After this book is released, it will definitely be a disaster, and its reputation will be very bad. The public will not be able to accept and understand it in a short time, but after a few years——

Like a pot of old wine that has stood the test of time, it will gradually emit a long aftertaste aroma, and finally it will last forever...Of course, you may not be alive at that time. "

"I don't want to do Van Gogh, Kafka, Stendhal, truly great works, no matter 100 years later, or now, they are worthy of the stars,"

The writer took the printed manuscript from Haruhi's hand, "I'll contact the publishing house immediately, and I will make that onmyoji astonished!"

"But,"

Haruhi said: "If you sincerely want to invite that onmyoji, the current plot is very problematic—the descendant of the Kamo family in the novel is a villain through and through."

"Do not,"

The writer retorted: "I gave him enough righteous motives-to be precise, there are no villains in this novel, and everyone has their own difficulties, including the jumping up and down dog with thick eyebrows in the Onmyoji family."

"Then what about the answer and Ye Ying?"

Haruhi reminded him, "If Yeying reads this book, I seriously suspect that she will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

"Dongdu and Li are not that close,"

The writer waved the manuscript confidently,

"When "The Strange Love Story of Yin and Yang" became popular in Lidu, the head-pulling witch has already passed. I can travel around the world to find inspiration, or simply hide in the hand-made house of Luyou Lihui—Yeying is there If you fold it once, she won't even be able to hide in time."

"..." Haruhi: "From today onwards, I may only like your works."

"It doesn't matter," said the writer. "Ghosts like writers. They're all bigots."

……

"Fujino?"

After the round trip, when Gu Xing and Shengzi returned to the Xuexia Hotel again, they were surprised to find that the three split Fujinos had merged into one, reverting to the appearance before the split. In Zi's room, holding the copy of "Fu Jiang" representing Ying Zi to read.

Gu Xing snatched "Fu Jiang" from Fujino's hand and read it for a while, only to realize that during this period of time, because she was the assistant director in charge of the management of the extras, Yingzi's rules had also been completed——

As long as Sakurako is willing, she can restore the men who were split by her.

Gu Xing continued to flip through "Fu Jiang", and was planning to see if there were any other changes to Yingzi's rules. On the other end, there was a knock on the door of his room at the Silver Pine Hotel on the outskirts of the town, and he immediately changed his main visual Cut through.

Opening the door, he saw Tang Ze Makoto standing at the door with a pale face.There was a Band-Aid on her left forehead.

Gu Xing: "What happened to your forehead?"

"Feel sorry,"

Tang Ze Makoto's voice trembled, "Can I come in?"

In the past few days, Gu Xing quietly moved into Tang Ze Zhenqin's luxury suite, and lived in the room next to Tang Ze Zhenqin.

At the beginning, Tang Zezhenqin was quite satisfied, but as time went by, her sense of uneasiness continued to increase. In the past two days, she began to express to Gu Xing her wish for the two of them to sleep in the same room.

"What's inconvenient to say here?" Gu Xing asked.

"Ok."

Makoto Tang Ze raised his hand, grabbed the corner of the band-aid on his forehead, and slowly tore it apart——

Under the band-aid, there is a red eye the size of a fingernail, staring at Gu Xing intently...

……

"Edit OK,"

The writer dialed the phone number of Kazuno Kazuzaburo, the editor of Iwaki Publishing House,
"My newly revised manuscript has been sent to your mailbox. I wonder if you have seen it."

"Eight volumes,"

The editor replied: "I've been very busy recently, and I have a lot of manuscripts to read. Why don't you wait a little longer? Reading your first draft that day is already a serious queue-jumping behavior."

Writer: "Editor, I'm really in a hurry here, and it involves a very important appointment."

"To be honest,"

Unino and Saburo clamped the phone receiver with their heads and shoulders, and freed their hands to look through the emails on the computer——

He didn't just talk about it. During this period of time, the amount of manuscripts that he needed to review was indeed huge, and their authors were almost all bigger names than the writers, and their sales volume was better.

If he hadn't been touched by the writer's perseverance and determination, he wouldn't have jumped in line to read the writer's manuscript last time, and he was greatly disappointed in the result...

"Eight volumes, I don't think you can change a novel that is so bad in such a short period of time, do you?
I think that when you create, you should at least have a sense of reverence for your own work, respect for the writing industry you are engaged in, and gratitude for my hard work reviewing——

I have to review until midnight every day, and put forward the most sincere suggestions for each author. Isn't it worth your time to improve the manuscript and send it to me? "

Writer: "Not this time... As I said, this manuscript involves a very important bet, and the time is very tight. Please believe me, I have exhausted all my energy and passion for this manuscript, it is definitely worth it Give it a try!"

"Create in a dazed way with a rash gamble?"

Unino and Saburo became completely impatient, "Bajuan, you still don't respect me enough—give it up, your book will never wait until the day it is published at Iwaki Publishing House."

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