I write novels in Liyue

At dusk, the sea surface was dyed orange red.

On the endless sea, the Death Omen took the lead, leading the Southern Cross fleet all the way forward to brave the wind and waves.

Kaedehara Manyo sat on the mast with his hair fluttering in the wind. He looked at the sunset in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking.

After thinking for a long time in silence, he murmured and read:

"There is a new moon in the east, and an evening sun in the west."

Just as he was about to continue reciting poems, his thoughts were interrupted by the noise from the deck.

"It's so windy today, it looks like we can go back to Liyue tomorrow night, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Have you seen the problem with your brain after reading ghost stories? You have been on the ship for so long, why are you still acting like a newcomer? This wind will not last until tomorrow night, how can it be so fast."

"Um, what you said seems to be ah, there is no way, I have been at sea for so many days, I want to eat something to run on the ground, such as going to Wanmintang to eat roast suckling pig or something, and, Miss Fang Qiu's new novel It’s almost released, I really want to read it, and I’ve read the ghost story novels on the boat for so many days, I really want to quickly bring the ghost story novels that Brother Thomas sent to Miss Fang Qiu, and I want to read the ghost story novels written by Miss Fang Qiu .”

"When you say that, I also have some expectations. When I read the ghost talk novel yesterday, I was quite frightened."

"Oh? Can it scare you? It looks really scary. What kind of story is it telling?"

"It's a story about a door knocker. The protagonist is a writer who lives in a rented house on weekdays. He would hear a knock on the door in the middle of the night. But every time the protagonist asks who it is, no one speaks. The protagonist thought it was strange, so he didn't open the door, but every night, there would be a knock on the door, until one day the writer couldn't help it anymore, took the knife he bought, and opened the door, wanting to see who was there As a prank, there was no one outside the door, just when he closed the door with a strange face and planned to continue the night battle, when he turned around, he saw a bloody face."

"It doesn't sound that scary, does it?"

"It's really not that scary. It's just that when I saw the scary place yesterday, I didn't know which bastard knocked on my door. After I got up and opened the door, I found that there was no one outside the door. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat on the spot. gone."

"Um, yesterday I was going to find Zhang San, but after knocking twice, I found out that it was your room, and then I left."

"It turned out to be you, kid! It kept me up all night, and this matter is endless."

"Five hundred moras? Why don't you go grab it, five moras at most."

"Deal, give it to Mora, hurry up."

"Do you want the five moras too?"

A few sailors were idle and chatting loudly and happily lying on the side of the ship.

At the bow, Xin Yan was seriously adjusting the strings of the guitar.

"It's not bad when you take it out alone, but compared with Fang Qiu's book, the gap is quite big."

Beidou, on the other hand, sat aside, throwing a strange novel aside.

"indeed so."

Xin Yan nodded and said, "I'm thinking, should I tell Ms. Fang Qiu to write a book about rock and roll, so that I won't be able to take part in the music competition."

"Hahaha, I still care about this."

Beidou smiled and said.

"Miss Beidou, you are still laughing. I was very shocked when I was eliminated in one round at the Your Lie Concert in April."

Xin Yan sighed and said.

"There's no way around it. People say that the theme is April, referring to the book "April Is Your Lie". Who knew you understood it as April."

Beidou said with a smile: "Others have prepared some songs that are either sad or hopeful, but you played the rock music alone."

Several sailors around also followed suit.

"Yeah, we were in the audience at the time, and saw that the audience couldn't say a word after listening for a long time. There was a lady who was crying in the first song, and she was dumbfounded in the next second."

"I was sitting in the front row, and when I saw the referee's position, that Yaegongji couldn't help laughing."

"What you said, Ms. Fang Qiu's book is really big. It's fine for the young lady of the Shenli family to appear as the referee in person, but even the Yae Gongsi lord appeared in person."

"You said, in the finals, will the legendary General Thunderbolt also appear?"

"If this is the case, it should be impossible. General Thunder is said to be a very serious person, and he probably doesn't like this kind of occasion."

"That's right, before I rushed to the castle tower with Brother Wanye and the others, the sense of oppression was really terrifying. If there were no travelers, we would have all died there at the time, so it was hard to imagine General Raiden reading a book." .”

"I didn't expect that you followed Brother Wanye to the Tianshou Pavilion. Tsk tsk, I really want to see Brother Wanye block General Raiden's knife."

"Ahem, digressing, let's talk about the music competition."

"Miss Xin Yan, although you are on the first round, it's just because it doesn't fit the theme, so don't be too sad."

"Yeah, although it's been a round trip, at least the song is really good. I'm almost on fire when I hear it. Next time Big Sister Big Dipper smashes the iceberg with her head, I can play it in advance to create an atmosphere."

"Why are you two emphasizing the one-round tour? By the way, when we left the venue, I heard that many audience members had a little interest in rock music."

"exactly."

"Speaking of which, it's been so long, the final of that music competition seems to be just a few days ago, right?"

"Seems to be."

Hearing everyone's comfort, Xin Yan cheered up and started chatting about Fang Qiu's new book, guessing what Fang Qiu's new book was about.

Just as they were chatting happily, a cook came out of the cabin and said, "Sister, dinner is ready. Today's dinner has chicken soup."

"Tonight, you can actually eat and run on the ground!"

The sailors got up excitedly.

"understood."

Beidou smiled, got up and followed everyone into the cabin.

On the mast, Kaedehara Manyo sighed, his train of thought had been interrupted.

"Hearing what they said, it is indeed almost Liyue, and I don't know what kind of new story Miss Fang Qiu is writing."

Maplebara Manyo said to herself.

After finishing speaking, he continued to look at the sunset and did not go to eat with them.

It wasn't because of anything else, but because he needed to let the wind out, so as to avoid something similar to the last time the Death Omen almost brought the Southern Cross fleet into the iceberg.

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ps: I'm sorry for being late. I adjusted my schedule on the first day. I was still dazed during the day, and only woke up a little at night. What I said yesterday was more, can I owe you first? Now I continue to write and my schedule collapses again. Tomorrow morning When I get up, I must take a shower and force myself to wake up before typing.

Since there is no update, I owe an update.

I'm very sorry everyone, let me compare my heart to everyone, apology, apology.

Finally, I would like to recommend a Yuanshen Tangerine Book to everyone, you should like it.

"Keqing is My Cat"

Chapter 97 He's Sedum

The next day, early morning.

Just when Fang Qiu curled up into a ball comfortably, nestled in the bed, and slept for a day and a night to catch up on sleep, Li Yuegang had already woken up.

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians.

At the pier, the fishing boats going out to sea are slowly drifting overseas.

Inside the editorial office.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to go to work... I don't want to work... When can I realize financial freedom, so I don't have to go to work."

A female editor lay prone on the desk as soon as she sat down, her face was full of sleepiness and exhaustion.

"I'm sleepy too, I want to sleep."

Another female editor also lay down on the table, her face was full of sleepiness, and she obviously didn't sleep well.

"You said, if I quit my job and go home to write a novel, is there still time?"

"I also want to resign and go home to write novels. The biggest advantage of being a writer is that you can sleep when you want, wake up when you want, and have the freedom to sleep. Those authors who have finished their manuscripts , I'm guessing he's still sleeping now."

"I'm so envious. It would be nice to be able to work at home in the future. I'm so tired. Can I ask for leave today and go home to sleep?"

The two female editors communicated feebly.

"Of course not. The book release date is coming soon. Have you collected the manuscript of the author you are in charge of? Has it been revised and sent to the printing office?"

Looking at the two juniors who were lying on the table like salted fish, Li Ling rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry up, there's too much delay, when Dao's wife's batch of books arrives, we won't be able to finish the work."

"Senior, it's not time for work yet."

The two female editors lay on the table and said lazily.

"Speaking of which, where's Ah Qing? It's almost time to go to work, why hasn't she arrived at the office yet?"

"Generally speaking, isn't she one of the first ones to arrive?"

"If you say that, it's true, what about the girl?"

Hearing the words of these two female editors, Li Ling couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and turned his gaze to Bai Qing's work station.

The desk by the window was empty.

"Could it be that you are sick?"

Just as Li Ling frowned, thinking about whether to go out later to sign a contract with the author, and stop by Bai Qing's house to have a look, there was a sound at the door of the office.

Li Ling and several other editors cast their gazes one after another.

Bai Qing walked into the office holding a large stack of manuscripts.

I saw her eyes were red and her pretty face was full of tiredness.

"Are you OK?"

Li Ling asked.

"It's okay, thank you senior for your concern, I just stayed up late and read Fang Qiu's novel."

Bai Qing squeezed out a smile and said.

"It's fine, don't force yourself."

Li Ling said.

"Well, there are still some that I haven't finished reading, so I will continue first."