What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book - Chapter 92

[Chapter 90]

Passers-by saw a very strange sight.

A man was holding nine strings of marshmallows in his hands, he didn’t know how to put them in his hands and feet, and he was walking on the road with a constipated expression on his face.

Beside him was a beauty with fluttering long hair, holding a marshmallow and smilingly licking it.

The scene looked funny, but unexpectedly it was very warm. Many people turned their heads to watch, and all of them showed their aunt’s smile unconsciously.

“I want to eat marshmallows too.” A lover passed by, and the girl tugged at the boy’s sleeve and said, “I want those too.”

The man said: “Don’t think that man has any good intentions, how many marshmallows he has in his hand, and he will use a few small balloons when he goes back, believe it or not?”

The woman said: “Isn’t that a good thing? You can use it ten times if you have the ability?”

The man was overwhelmed by one sentence and quickly shut up.

Qiu Wuji’s ears moved, and he kept his eyes fixed: “What is a small balloon?”

Chugo pretended not to hear.

In my heart, I wish I could crush that man to death, and treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!

Am I trying to use ten little balloons?

I don’t want to use small balloons at all.

Qiu Wuji didn’t ask in detail, if you didn’t tell me, wouldn’t I go back and ask Du Niang?

She finished one marshmallow, took another one from Chugo naturally, and continued eating.

Chu Ge couldn’t help asking: “It feels like you’ve turned grief and anger into appetite, why don’t you just throw away the book…”

Qiu Wuji was exposed to a painful point, and suddenly remembered something, and stared at him dangerously: “Is it because your will is interfering that no one reads my book!”

Chu Ge: “Emmmm… My will is to observe, but I don’t intend to let you rush, so it won’t affect you.”

“Maybe it’s your subconscious mind! You just want me to rush!”

Chugo held the marshmallow and raised his head to think for a long time: “I probably don’t have this consciousness. My observation is just to know what impact your book can have… Of course, maybe the subconscious thinks it’s better not to have any impact? Not sure… But if It’s an exaggeration for the subconscious to think that it can affect the facts, right? After all, they didn’t do anything.”

Qiu Wuji stopped talking, and lowered his head to eat candy.

There is a high probability that it has nothing to do with his subconscious mind, but that he is really fluttering.

Qiu Wuji swallowed the cotton candy in one gulp of grief and indignation, took another one, and muttered indistinctly: “Writing a book is really so difficult…”

“It’s hard to say, those big guys just say that they have hands, this stuff is still talented.” Chu Ge said: “If you are really struggling with this matter, I will add settings for you, just say that there are stories to write talent is over.”

“I don’t want it!” Qiu Wuji said: “What I want is to get rid of the influence, not rely on your influence for everything! Don’t do things like stuffing me with exercises…”

Chu Ge smiled helplessly: “Does the things you comprehend in the original plot and the breakthrough in practice count?”

Qiu Wuji didn’t know how to answer for a while, and said after a while: “Anyway, if I want to write something different from what you wrote, does it count as learning to write a book by myself?”

“It definitely counts.” Chu Ge thinks that if you eat ten marshmallows, it’s already counted… In the book, if you write such a thing, you will be scolded by the readers and set up to collapse.

Of course maybe not enough.

Qiu Wuji said: “Then, then continue to teach me how to write books?”

Chu Ge hummed: “Call Master.”

Qiu Wuji glared.

This time Chu Ge was very firm, looking up at the sky but ignoring her.

Qiu Wuji stared for a long time, finally softened, and said softly: “Master~”

Chu Ge hummed: “Teach, I will teach you when I get back!”

…………

“You have 20,000 words. There is really nothing to say about the words. You can beat a writer. But can you think of the key problem why no one reads it?”

Back home, the two sat in front of the computer, looking at the document with their heads together.

Qiu Wuji had forgotten how intimate this posture was with him, and his thoughts were all on business: “I open my mind,

I overheard some comments from the world, saying it was a running account?

”

“Yes, it’s too straightforward. For example, when the protagonist comes out of the mountain, he sees a monster eating people. The protagonist steps up and starts beating him, and kills him. Then he continues to walk, sees the monster again, and starts fighting again… Do you like this kind of story if you change yourself? ?”

Qiu Wuji was dissatisfied: “I read your Journey to the West, which is also about fighting demons and eliminating demons all the way. The highlight is how to deal with all kinds of demons, isn’t it? I think it’s very interesting.”

“Not exactly. They first set a long-term expectation of traveling to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, so that you can expect what difficulties and obstacles they will encounter on the road. Secondly, each event is not directly encountered, but has a small story plot.”

“for example?”

“For example, the true and false Monkey King, what is going on, who is real, and how to uncover the truth, this is a complete suspense process. The masterpieces not only have connotations, first of all, their narrative techniques are also top-notch, and the stories are interesting. Get up and spread it.”

Qiu Wuji’s eyes began to circle.

“And then, the story needs ups and downs and contrasts. If you go up and fight and win the next one, it’s boring.”

“So you have to lose, and then try to win? This is ups and downs, what is the contrast?”

“Well… For example, people like to see the pure and flirtatious, the obscene and youthful, and the holy and depraved. This kind of thing makes people remember deeply. Your protagonist is the same from the beginning to the end when you come out of the mountain, and the monsters you face are also vicious and vicious. , this is boring…”

Qiu Wuji thought about it for a long time, and said quietly: “Will the people with the 4D come to the streets every day?”

Chugo: “?”

Qiu Wuji: “…”

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Chu Ge covered his face: “This is your consciousness of drawing inferences from one example? Well, you are not an idiot.”

Qiu Wuji hugged the piggy pillow and stopped talking.

The two masters felt that their apprentices were idiots, and they retaliated with each other.

“Let’s do this.” Chugo thought for a long time before hesitatingly said: “Don’t think about how to make up stories, really, how about trying to describe what happened?”

Qiu Wuji sighed: “Write an autobiography?”

“Almost, I know that you are unwilling to just complete the world in the book, and want to create the world yourself. But for now, it can be used as an exercise, and everything can’t be done overnight. You have practiced for ten thousand years, and you are still short of a book. Book?”

Qiu Wuji said quietly: “That kind of thing can only exist as your side story, how can you make money?”

“I’ll give it to you.” Chu Ge repeated the topic he had said earlier: “Working for capitalists is worse than working for me, isn’t it all work!”

“That’s the head of the house…”

“No, the codeword studio is a regular job! You can call me the boss.”

Qiu Wuji can’t laugh or cry, you are addicted to stacking buffs, right?

But having said that, it was routine for an apprentice to work for his master in ancient times. Thinking about it in this direction, learning to write books from him, working for him to write episodes and training yourself, seems quite normal and an acceptable solution.

In addition, he seems to be getting richer and richer now. UU Reading www.www.SonicMTL.com does not need to rush to spend money to raise one more person like before, and he does not need to rush to find a way to make up for the expenses…

But he is also my apprentice, why doesn’t he need to work as an apprentice?

Qiu Wuji asked: “Then you are learning to cultivate immortals, why don’t you do things for me?”

Chu Ge scratched his head: “What do you want me to do to cultivate immortals? You don’t want to give you new medicine.”

Qiu Wuji was dumbfounded, and said forcefully: “Even if you show your filial piety to Master, you still have to help out! There are always things you haven’t thought about!”

“Uh…” Chu Ge said cautiously, “Then…shall I give Master a shoulder squeeze?”

“roll!”

“Then…you give Master a shoulder squeeze?”

After a while, Chu Ge was lying on the ground with his head covered in bruises, Qiu Wuji flicked his ponytail and went out to buy vegetables.

What an M.

But… write your own autobiography?

Come to think of it, it seems pretty interesting too.

After all, there is no my past in his book.

Qiu Wuji walked slowly, his mind stuck in distant memories.

At the beginning of my practice, many brothers and sisters pursued me… I also experienced it when I was walking in the rivers and lakes.

At that time, he was devoted to Taoism and ignored them.

Time flies, looking back thousands of years, they have all passed away.

I thought I’d seen all of these things…

But now…Chu Ge’s desire for love is boundless.

Are you still here in the next ten thousand years?

“If I don’t want to figure out how to be together forever, I don’t even want to think about any supernatural powers.” Chu Ge’s words came to mind again.

Maybe…he’ll be there.

Others practice to seek longevity first, but only he does it for the sake of endless autumn.

[End of This Chapter.]