Life swap game

After a period of darkness, Xia Yu saw the still unfamiliar desk.

Wen Ziying is still in her hometown in the countryside.

On the table, there is a stack of manuscript paper, with only the words "Lost Road" written on it.

This should be the title of the novel.

"What kind of story are you planning to write?" Xia Yu asked.

He originally thought that what Wen Ziying was going to write was a love story that she was good at, but Wen Ziying's answer was beyond his expectation.

Wen Ziying said: "Five people took a shortcut and found that no matter how they walked, they couldn't get out of this road. They entered the nearby woods and wanted to go straight through, but were attacked by monsters again."

"Thriller novel?" Xia Yu was surprised.

"Yeah." Wen Ziying's tone was calm and she didn't look like she was joking.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yu asked: "The story of a male and female protagonist who was originally on the verge of breaking up, deepened their relationship through many tribulations, and finally managed to escape and get back together?"

This is a very routine plot, but most best-selling novels and best-selling movies are like this.

"Yes in the front, but not in the back." Wen Ziying laughed twice, "The two lovers slowly got back together, but they both died."

Wen Ziying continued, with excitement in her words: "I will write more secretly, about a couple who only care about each other, a couple with a spirit of fraternity, and an ordinary single man."

Xia Yu thought about it and guessed what Wen Ziying meant.

Sure enough, what Wen Ziying said was pretty much what he thought.

Wen Ziying said: "At the beginning of the story, readers will think that I am writing about the theme of mutual understanding, and the two couples will definitely survive. In the middle of the story, the couple who only loved each other died, and readers will think that I am writing about fraternity. The theme is that the couple who loves each other will definitely survive, but in the end, the couple who loves each other will die because of sympathy for the monster, and only ordinary single men will survive!"

"Although it feels great from the author's point of view, as a reader it seems a bit cruel." Xia Yu tactfully reminded Wen Ziying that writing like this might make her angry.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm happy." Wen Ziying didn't seem to care at all, but Xia Yu sensed some panic from the girl.

It seems that she still cares about book sales. After all, a reader mentioned it a little bit last time and it made me so sad.

Wen Ziying had nothing else to do, so Xia Yu stood up and walked casually, looking at the surrounding scenery.

It is now nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun has long lost its warmth at noon, and the countryside is even colder.

When Xia Yu was thinking about making a fire in the woods behind and playing, Wen Ziying said to him, "Can you go to the city and get me something?"

"Okay." Xia Yu agreed easily. He was worried about what he should do.

After getting on the bus to the city and taking a taxi, Xia Yu arrived at Wen Ziying's original residence and the sky was completely dark.

Taking out the money from Wen Ziying's pocket to pay, Xia Yu got out of the car and walked into the building.

Opening the door, Xia Yu took out a stack of manuscript paper from the drawer under Wen Ziying's instructions.

Xia Yu glanced at it and saw that it was the manuscript paper of the novel between the gangster and the noble warden. It seemed that although Wen Ziying was tough-talking, she was still honestly prepared to use this love story.

After flipping through it unceremoniously, Xia Yu found that there were many more plots written down.

"When did you write it?" Xia Yu was surprised. Unless Wen Ziying spent her time on this novel when rushing out the manuscript, she shouldn't have had time to write it.

After all, she is in the country these days.

Wen Ziying's voice didn't come for a long time. Xia Yu withdrew his attention from the manuscript paper and sensed Wen Ziying's emotions.

Wen Ziying was...a little scared at this time?

I just said everything was fine when I picked up the manuscript paper, why did I suddenly become frightened?

Looking at the desk, Xia Yu saw the blue letter paper. It was probably the last letter from the pen pal who sent a letter saying that the novel was not good, which made Wen Ziying so depressed that she hid in the countryside.

Before Xia Yu was about to ask, Wen Ziying's mood returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yu didn't ask directly. Wen Ziying didn't know that he could feel her emotions.

"Nothing." Wen Ziying's words were also a little low.

Sure enough there are some problems.

Xia Yu had felt before that Wen Ziying was making too much fuss by hiding in the countryside because of something like that. Although it is normal for writers to be under great mental stress, their ability to withstand stress is not that great either.

He recalled the information he had previously entrusted Yu Ningmeng to get from Wen Ziying's former neighbors.

In the report, neighbors said they would sometimes hear faint cries.

The clue of crying can point to various problems, such as poverty, weakness, stupidity, etc. Xia Yu has no way to judge what is valuable.

Could it be that Wen Ziying is a perfectionist, and her mentality will become unbalanced if she is scolded for a book?

Xia Yu speculated boredly, put the manuscript paper in the folder, and left the room.

When he came downstairs, he was about to reach out to stop the taxi when he suddenly heard Wen Ziying say: "The person coming to your right is the one who sent me the letter from Bao Huijia last time. Please pay attention."

The "White Bird" TV series failed. Bao Huijia put the blame on Wen Ziying. Xia Yu later helped her clarify. Before the clarification, Wen Ziying received a letter of accusation.

Xia Yu guessed at the time that the letter was written by Wen Ziying's neighbor, and now it seems that it was indeed the letter.

Looking at the tall man who was walking towards him quickly, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying, "What's his condition?"

"Then he sent me another letter, which happened to catch him." Wen Ziying explained, "He didn't apologize, but felt that I used my influence in the industry to push the matter to Bao Huijia. Bao Huijia said That’s the real thing.”

Hearing this, Xia Yu took a closer look at the man who came over. This guy had thick eyebrows and big eyes. Unexpectedly, he was still a crazy fan.

The man quickly came to Xia Yu and stopped.

He didn't say anything, he just stopped in front of Xia Yu and glared at Xia Yu.

Wen Ziying's body is shorter than that of men, so if Xia Yu wants to look at her without losing sight of her, he has to raise his head, which is very troublesome.

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Yu asked impatiently.

"Don't you have anything to say to Bao Huijia?" the man asked confidently.

"I don't have anything to say to Bao Huijia, but I do to you." Xia Yu replied.

The man was a little surprised and curious, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He held his hands, straightened his back, and looked down at Xia Yu: "What?"

"Sand sculpture." Xia Yu replied with a smile.

"What?" The man couldn't believe his ears.

"You idiot without ears." Xia Yu provoked again.

The man blushed.