The fate of writers

Chapter 3 No one understands literary heroes better than me
Jiang Ling stood in the house and watched the flames gradually grow and climb to the solid wood. The burning smell began to spread, and the temperature in the house gradually increased.

She tore the cloth into strips, then soaked it with the medicine Jiang Wang hadn't drunk, then covered her mouth and nose, tore another long cloth, wrapped it around the soaked strip, and tied it tightly behind her head.

The fire started to spread from the bed. Jiang Ling hugged Jiang Wang's body and retreated behind a delicate and unique stone screen. This position was far away from the bed, and behind her was the window.She had already made special treatment for this window, and she could break through it with one person's force.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and she felt that the cloth was about to be dried. Fortunately, she heard Xiaotian scream loudly: "The water is leaking!"

Jiang Ling seemed to see in a trance that the system loading progress exceeded 99.9%. Was the system loading successful?Jiang Ling blinked and realized that it was not an illusion. The system was finally loaded successfully.

Jiang Ling asked excitedly, "Is the system in place?"

There was no voice to answer her, a light screen unfolded in front of her eyes, and a line of text emerged: [The writer system No. 9451 is at your service, adhering to the principles of humanism, and wholeheartedly assisting you to become an excellent writer.The space-time anchoring is now carried out, the anchoring is successful, and the data information has been stored.You can read the full version of the user agreement and privacy policy, do you agree to register an account?whether】

Still need to expand?She, Jiang Ling, had never opened a user agreement or privacy policy in her entire life, no, in her entire life.Who is a serious person who has the patience to read nonsense?

"Yes!" Jiang Ling replied without hesitation, she would not be a serious person even after hesitating for a second.

[Welcome, user 945123333333, please change the name for writer system number 9451.Warm reminder, the number of characters is limited to within the cross. 】

"Assisted by literary giants."

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

"The Road to a Literary Man."

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

“The Writer’s Path.”

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

"a great writer."

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

"Writer's assistant."

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

"Writer Assistant 2.0"

[Sorry, the system name is already taken. 】

……

Jiang Ling tried more than 50 names in a row, but all failed. In the end, she was so confused that she couldn't think of a name.Her seniors were too imbecile and had taken all the nice names. What else could a junior like her have?
Could it be that she, Jiang Ling, could only use a system with a weird name?She doesn’t want anything like “a very weird writer”!
Use your brain, be smarter, be smarter, "No one understands literary heroes better than me" Jiang Ling read unconsciously, his voice was very low, but it was still captured by the system.

[No one knows Wenhao System better than me. We sincerely serve you. Please change your pen name. 】

"what?"

[Sorry, this pen name has been taken. 】

"I don't want to use this system name."

[Sorry, this pen name has been taken. 】

"Again?"

[Sorry, this pen name has been taken. 】

"Garbage system, artificial retardation."

[Sorry, this pen name has been taken. 】

Jiang Ling was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

No, her system was successfully loaded, and Li Daitao's stiffness is no longer the optimal solution.The system can be studied further, and we can escape first.Jiang Ling tried his best to hit the weak point of the window with his elbow, once, twice, three times... Didn't it break open?

Jiang Ling tried with all his strength, but he bumped into his sleeve and ignited a small flame, causing a burning pain in his elbow, but he didn't knock it away.Jiang Ling had no choice but to stop, tearing off the half of his sleeve that was ignited by sparks.

Jiang Ling opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.She had tried it before, how could she fail to break it!Has someone fixed the windows?
The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Jiang Ling felt a little dizzy.Where is the person who came to save her?God damn me?Time flies so slowly.The system was long overdue, but at least it was loaded successfully, and she was about to reach the pinnacle of her life, but she was about to be buried in a sea of ​​flames, did she die before she could finish her career?

After traveling through fifteen years, I have done nothing, which is a bit regretful——

Jiang Ling felt some difficulty breathing and changed from squatting to lying on her stomach. Before unconsciousness, Jiang Ling did not forget to turn Jiang Wang's body onto her body in a protective position.

"Son-"

Jiang Ling felt as if someone was calling her, but her eyelids felt like lead, and she couldn't open them.When she woke up, what she saw when she opened her eyes was a crow-green gauze curtain embroidered with golden blessing patterns. When she turned her head, she saw a pair of ice-cracked porcelain vases from Ge Kiln, with bright yellow pottery in them. Celestial chrysanthemum.

Jiang Ling pursed her lips, but it was difficult to secrete saliva. She was thirsty.

"Water——" Jiang Ling's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper polishing a table, which startled herself.Her first reaction was that she wasn’t hoarse. It just so happened that the voice problem was solved during this period. Her ventriloquist talent was very poor, and she couldn’t imitate it perfectly. It’s reasonable that the slight change in her voice was caused by the fire afterwards.

When Jiang Ling came to her senses, she remembered that Li Daitao's stiffness was no longer the optimal solution.By the way, system, is the system really loaded successfully?Or was everything just her hallucination in the sea of ​​fire?
Before Jiang Ling could think about it, Liuzhi woke up. She kept watch for a day and a night, and finally she couldn't bear it any longer, so she fell down on the table and took a nap.She woke up immediately when she heard Jiang Ling shouting the word "water".

Liuzhi walked to the bedside with a bowl of water at a suitable temperature and sat down. Then she helped Jiang Ling up and slowly brought the bowl to her mouth at a slight angle.

Jiang Ling's lips were stained with water, and his tongue licked up subconsciously, and the water rolled in.As the water entered his mouth, Jiang Ling felt thirsty and unbearable. He took a small mouth to test it first, and then swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

"Slow down, drink slowly, don't worry." Liu Zhi's hand gently patted Jiang Ling's back.

Jiang Ling was like a glutton, refusing to slow down, and soon the bowl of water reached the bottom. She smacked her lips, feeling that her thirst was still not quenched, but her stomach told her that it couldn't hold it anymore!
Liu Zhi put down the bowl, then hugged Jiang Ling tightly and cried bitterly: "Do you know how dangerous it is? Do you know that I almost lost two children overnight? Why is that door so hard to hit? It really belongs to you. Don't That's it, we're fine."

"I'm afraid you'll calm down and regret it. We really have people. Ahem, some people believe it." Jiang Ling just said a word, and his throat became a little tight.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. The doctor said that your voice needs to be recuperated for at least two to three months. As you wish, don't scare me anymore." Liu Zhihou was terrified.

Jiang Ling understood the meaning of Liu Zhi's words, and Li Daitao became stiff.

Jiang Ling could not care about the follow-up of Li Daitao's plan now. All her thoughts went to the system, so she said: "I'm sleepy."

"Okay, then you have a good rest, I will watch over you." Liu Zhi slowly let go, and then covered the quilt tightly, leaving only Jiang Ling's head outside.

"Go to bed too, we're all going to be fine." Jiang Ling saw the dark circles under Liu Zhi's eyes.Liuzhi's spirit is very bad.

Liu Zhi wanted to refuse, but saw Jiang Ling's eyes that could not refuse, and his mouth slightly opened.

"Don't talk, take a good rest and I'll just listen to you. I'm leaving. Xiao Ping, you watch over Wang." Liu Zhi got up and left, calling Xiao Ping in. Jiang Ling's voice needs to be improved, and he can talk less. Talk less.

"Yes." Xiao Ping pushed the door and walked in, standing not far away from Jiang Ling. She had been in the Jiang family since she was a child. Of course she knew that the young master of the Jiang family was very independent and liked to be alone. At this time, she preferred to be alone. , but she couldn't help but listen to her wife's words, so she had to keep a non-offensive distance.

Jiang Ling glanced at the vial and didn't push it too far. She knew that Willow Branch would not let her be alone, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Squeak--" Jiang Ling heard the sound of the door closing, and she should be the only ones left in the room now.Jiang Ling turned around, turned her back to the vial, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "System."

(End of this chapter)