What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book - Chapter 27

Qiu Wuji didn’t know if even his poem name belonged to the will of heaven.

If Chu Ge had original ingenuity, the water was her, and the sky might refer to Chu Tiange, so the water went with the sky.

But looking at it from another angle, isn’t it Chu Ge himself?

He is the god of that world.

So the water goes with the sky?

So much so that even if I want to change my nickname, my mind is completely blank, and I subconsciously still say this.

Looking up at Chu Ge, he smiled like a flower, and he didn’t know if he thought of something deeper, probably not, but he was just happy that she still used what he gave.

Forget it, anyway, I am Qiu Wuji, so what if I change it or not?

She didn’t say anything, she put away her mobile phone and said in a low voice, “Go shopping.”

Seeing that she seemed to be out of her mind, Chu Ge asked strangely, “What’s wrong?”

“Well, it’s nothing, I was wondering if I should buy a cookbook.”

“Oh, you don’t need to buy this thing. Now that you have a mobile phone and a computer, you can directly check what kind of dishes you want to cook. There are also many live broadcasts and videos of food, etc., so you can learn directly.”

“what is that?”

Chu Ge laughed: “It should be said that these two things are the most important magic weapons in this world. When you are familiar with them, you will be a modern person.”

…………

After going back, Qiu Wuji went into the kitchen with the newly bought vegetables, Chu Ge continued to type, and now he felt that his type had entered a very strange state.

In the past, every time I posted a chapter, I was busy brushing the chapters and reading the comments, but now I just finish writing and don’t care about anything.

I don’t want to be upset by the controversy, but I also feel as if my thoughts are not there.

The most important soul of a book is already alive and fragrant by his side, the smell of cooking is coming from the kitchen, and Qiu Wuji’s appearance of cooking in a fairy way while reading a book seems to emerge in his heart, so real.

Does it matter how well the book is written?

The greatest value seems to be to complete the construction of the world and make her existence more practical. The meaning of the work only stops here. What does it matter if others praise or scold?

Fluttered?

At worst, go to work, is it possible to starve to death?

The Buddhist mentality made him more relaxed and free, and he wrote faster and faster even with the code words. He added more yesterday, and finally he could save half a chapter for the manuscript.

I spent so much time exercising and shopping this morning, but it seems that I can update it before lunch. If there is nothing to disturb, I may be able to update my 4D today. It is a record breaking.

The following plots belonging to Qiu Wuji mainly revolve around collecting the materials of the Four Elephants Great Formation and other items that help to ascend to the catastrophe. This is the main line related to her. Tiange is related, and part of it is irrelevant. After all, Chu Tiange’s level is low, and he can’t get involved in too many high-end battles.

If it is written according to the original method, the plot related to Chu Tiange is rich and colorful, and Qiu Wuji’s own plot is briefly introduced, which belongs to “things that characters do by themselves outside of the role”.

But now Chu Ge will subconsciously focus on describing Qiu Wuji’s personal roles, making it a bit like a “dual protagonist”.

In order not to make this feel too prominent, Chu Ge also pondered whether to write more independent scenes of other people, such a toss is similar to the writing of group portraits.

It’s difficult to control, and his ability is starting to exceed the standard, but whatever, just write it.

A new chapter is released, and Chu Ge is about to go to the kitchen to chat with Qiu Wuji, when the voice of “Dididi” comes, and QQ rings.

Take a closer look, edit…

Chu Ge’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he encountered the same thing as Zhang Qiren?

“What is the editor’s instruction?”

“Your word count is about the same. I applied for a tweet for you, and the editor-in-chief approved it. Save more manuscripts these days and write a testimonial.”

“Thank you so much!” Chu Ge was both pleasantly surprised and puzzled. What was pleasantly surprised was that he had written a few books and never posted on Twitter.

Although the current traffic status of this thing has been surpassed by Kaiping, the historical significance and honor of being the biggest recommendation is still there. It is an affirmation of the work, and it used to be something that great gods would write testimonials for.

Seeing that he has been missing out on reading recently, how could it be his turn?

What makes me wonder is that the recommended things are not usually notified by text messages in the station. Almost all editors’ QQ signatures are hung with “Don’t ask for recommendations”, so why would they take the initiative to come to talk about this?

It doesn’t make sense.

As a result, the next sentence of the editor is: “I have written well recently, and the editorial team is very optimistic. Keep it up.”

Chugo: “?”

It’s exaggerated enough that the editorial team is chasing after the new chapter of this work that has just been refined, and it’s obviously written a little bit of self-indulgence recently, but it’s very optimistic?

After all, Chu Ge, who was a veteran on the street, didn’t dare to ask the editor who was famous for his aloofness. He thanked him again, and closed the chat box with a bum.

The profile picture of another private chat flashed and flashed, and Chu Ge recognized Zhang Qiren’s flirtatious Baotou at a glance, and his mood calmed down a bit. He smiled and asked, “How is work?”

Bullying others: “I’m so busy that I feel like I’m still comfortable with coding. Although I’m poor, I’m comfortable, and I don’t need to be controlled by others.”

Chu Ge said: “Actually, it’s about the same. We also have editors at the top… It’s just that the way of management is different. After all, it depends on people’s appreciation.”

“It’s true. Pujie didn’t say a few words to the editor. If he said it, he would be taken off the shelf hahaha.” Zhang Qiren casually said haha, and then asked, “You’ve been acting strange recently, Brother Chu, how many days have you been?” I didn’t see you pouring water into the author group, and the book review chapter said that I didn’t see you replying, like a ruthless update robot.”

Chu Ge said vaguely, “Isn’t it because you didn’t effervescent…”

“I’m busy.”

“I’m busy too…”

“Busy about dating?” Zhang Qiren made a funny expression, and finally expressed his intention: “I saw you shopping with a beautiful woman.”

“Hiss… It’s normal working hours for me to go shopping. Are you sneaking away? By the way, what is your position now? Is the company nearby?”

Chu Ge was clearly changing the subject, but Zhang Qiren didn’t chase after him, but just said, “Bring it out some other day for my brothers to meet.”

“…Ask about your work.”

“Let’s be a security guard. If it’s far away, it’s close. In the morning, I chased a thief to the vicinity. There are so many people in the business district, I couldn’t find you. I saw you by accident. Brother Chu, you should pay attention. There is no security in our community, and you don’t even need to swipe your card to enter and exit the community, so be careful of thieves.”

Chu Ge was astonished: “You can catch a thief with your body!”

Zhang Qiren made an akimbo expression: “The thief is afraid of your skin, regardless of how much flesh you have.”

Chu Ge pointed out: “Can you run away? So you must have been run away.”

Bullying and cursing, he quit the chat.

Chu Ge scratched his head, feeling a little weird, although he had to go around and didn’t answer Qiu Wuji’s matter, Zhang Qiren didn’t say what company he was in after talking for a long time.

Both of them are listening to what you have to say, like listening to what you have to say.

“It’s time to eat.” Qiu Wuji’s voice came.

Just three words shattered all thoughts, like a summer afternoon breeze gently scratching, scratching and shaking in my heart.

“What’s wrong? Look at your smiling face.” Qiu Wuji somehow wanted to hit someone when he saw this expression, UU Reading www.www.SonicMTL.com said stiffly: “Is the pain in your body healed?”

“No… I got a good thing today. Well, it can be roughly understood that I was also rewarded by the sect to enter the scripture building. How much practice I can transform depends on myself.”

Chu Ge’s explanation of metaphors to Qiu Wuji is the most intuitive and accurate. He really knows them too well… Qiu Wuji knew it was really a good thing when he heard it, and couldn’t help laughing: “The treatment of the protagonist is going to you?”

Chu Ge blinked and looked at her without speaking.

Qiu Wuji was startled, and her smile turned into a murderous look—did she herself be treated like a protagonist by him?

Chu Ge quickly lowered his head and said, “Perhaps the appearance of the heroine brought luck to me.”

This is full of desire to survive…

It’s obviously very nice, but Qiu Wuji still feels that she wants to hit him more and more, which seems to be different from hitting him when she first crossed over… I just want to hit him.

Both of them remained silent for a while, after eating, Qiu Wuji put away his things with a serious face, then turned and went into the room: “I’ll take advantage of the yang energy at noon to practice for a while, don’t bother me if I have nothing to do.”

Chu Ge really wants to say that I have more yang energy here, pure yang!

But he knew that he would be beaten to death if he said this, so he had to go back to his room honestly and planned to take a nap.

With this lively color and fragrance by my side, I don’t know when I can go further?

On a summer afternoon, the sun is scorching outside, the air is dry and quiet, and the cicada’s cries are heard occasionally, which makes people’s hearts always have something to germinate.

Chu Ge was thinking in a daze, is this summer or spring?

Just when everything was silent, a figure gradually appeared on the door.

The figure gradually became more and more solid, and actually “walked” directly from the door.

Wall penetration!

[End of This Chapter.]