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Then one hour,

Two hours,

Three hours....

The sky in the magic city outside is slowly getting dark, and Yota, who has been squatting on a chair, feels his legs are a little numb. I don’t know how many times he secretly glanced at Fang Ran’s position and found him turned over and changed one side.

He stretched out his hands and pulled the potato chips that he didn't know why he hadn't finished eating.

After thinking about it in my heart, I felt that there was such a long silence that I should say something. After an hour of mental preparation, I finally decided to ask "Fang Ran, are you hungry"...

"Um...ah~~~"

Seeing Fang Ran stretched out and sat up, then licked the potato chip residue at the corner of his mouth, chirped his mouth and opened his mouth like thinking:

"Emmm... how to put it, the writing is quite immature, the beginning is also a force of failure, the pace of the plot development is slow, and it is full of a scent of lyricism, too much description in many places is very unpleasant. Written by mature and pure newcomers,"

"The most deadly reason why no one reads your book and can't sign an appointment is that what you write is not a serious fantasy web article, there is no monster upgrade, no pretending to be slapped, what you write is all your imagination, the world , Does not meet the market demand, so it is so miserable."

Jota stared at him blankly, watching Fang Ran Tolerant's helpless sigh, his eyes reflected the light and shadow of half of the screen where he wrote.

"I said, very few people read books as you pursue these, especially the fantasy category, most people just for cool, for relaxation, for entertainment, this is the market demand, I have a friend who is also a book writer, he Tell me that while writing a story that you want to write, it is a lucky thing to have readers who are so miserable and even scored so that you don’t rush to the streets, but obviously your book is not so lucky. ."

But at this point, looking at the "You have seen the latest chapter" icon displayed on the tablet in my hand, I paused.

"But I really like it."

Hearing Fang Ran’s last words, Jota, who had been in a daze since just now, looked at him.

Suddenly transparent liquid dripped from his face.

"Hey, hey, am I so cruel? You won't cry for me, right?!"

"Ah...no, just...head...the first time someone told me what I felt after reading, I was so...excited!"

Seeing the tears slipping silently, Fang Ran suddenly panicked and suddenly became confused, but Jota recovered his mind and quickly wiped it and didn't care. His eyes filled with unprecedented brilliance, and he looked at Fang Ran eagerly. Said slurredly.

"That! Fang Ran, you can say it again! You repeat the evaluation just now...let...let me record it!"

Fang Ran(;￣д￣) Uh...

Not only does your child have a communication disorder like to press his own wound switch, but also like self-abuse?

So he patted Jota's shoulder earnestly, and felt slightly goose bumps when he thought that a boy wanted to record his own words, so an elderly person looked at him kindly:

"I said Jota, we are returning home, but we can’t have this weird habit, and you see, I have given you valuable advice. In return, should you tell me another problem child in our bureau? where?"

After being stunned by Fang Ran's nonsense, Jota, who subconsciously substituted himself into the ranks of problem children, stared blankly at him and answered:

"Are you going to Sister Orange... Then you can use the simple jump-space teleport I put in the corner of the living room, and the simple jump-space teleport that Sister Ye Sheng gave, and you can get there through the jump jump from the main station of the night game."

When he heard these words, Fang Ran vomited blankly.

"Speaking of which is such a convenient method, why should I fly over to find you?"

"Uh... because I am afraid that everyone in the game will arrest me, I usually keep it closed..."

Fang Ran: emmm....

Can you die a little bit more...

"Compared to that, Fang Ran can you..."

"All right, don't have a headache. The money for the ticket is really thankful, so let's get ready to go."

"what?"

Jota, who was eagerly mixed with joy and wanted Fang Ran to say it again so that he could record it, listened to Fang Ran's helpless interruption and stayed on the chair.

we...?

"Wait, I don't..."

At the moment when Fang Ran’s words were reflected, he just wanted to hug the seat back, relying on the special seat belt that he strengthened and fixed to the ground and could not be opened without a password to resist.

I felt light all over, and the whole body was floating without gravity, and in the next second, it was **** by a cloud of darkness, and Fang Ran resisted it on his shoulders.

Eh! ?

When I looked down in a daze, I found that my special seat belt had been melted and broken.

"Yoshi! The capture is complete, Pipita, let's go!"

"No! Wait a minute! Fang Ran! I'm not going! I haven't finished writing today's update! Let me down quickly!"

Jota, who was bound by the [Shadow Cards], immediately struggled fiercely on Fang Ran's shoulders, but the body of a technologist... you know.

Listening to his struggle, Fang Ran grinned indifferently, and said comfortingly:

"Oh, as far as the speed of your **** Zen, I let you down, you can't finish writing today, and anyway, I'll be the only one to chase after the change, and the pigeon will be a pigeon. Besides, it's a pigeon."

"The most important thing is, what good things you can write in the little black room all day long. The most important thing about writing is enthusiasm and inspiration. Of course, to get enthusiasm and inspiration is to go out and fish! "

"...Really...really...?"

"I lied to you."

"..."

Kicked open the door of his little black room, Fang Ran realized that he didn't know when the light in the living room had been turned on, and then struggled loudly in Jota, but the situation was unsuccessful. He looked like a bad guy and smirked. After Jota ran to the corner of the living room, before a follow-up device filled the circle of a room, he pressed the start switch.

"Emma, ​​can you hear me? I caught Jota. Give me a program to jump to another person."

The cool and beautiful transition circle, after Fang Ran activated, lit up with faint blue light one by one, and then Emma's voice sounded.

"Identity confirmation, the participant-Fang Ran, and the participant-Yota, meet the space transition permit."

"Space jump has been set up."

Hearing Emma's voice had been confirmed, Fang Ran resisted Yota on his shoulder and shouted anxiously!

"Wait! Cancel! Cancel! I won't go out! I don't want to go out!"

"Stop talking nonsense, leave you!"

Seeing that the weak feeling on his shoulders still wanted to resist, Fang Ran directly threw him into the dimension of space, and then realized that the tablet was still in his hands.

At the moment I was about to put it down, I was in a daze looking at the collection of "10", as if I understood something...

He grabbed his head and sighed with a smile, registered and logged in with his usual account, and then selected'Join the bookshelf~www.NovelMTL.com~, and at the moment when he also planned to jump into the jump door of the Yue-Space Hub, the living room Suddenly the door was opened. A very gentle middle-aged man with glasses walked in with three cups of coffee. He was taken aback when he saw Fang Ran in the living room.

But then he showed an elder-like smile, a thick smile with a voice that matches the face of Chinese characters.

"Are you leaving now?"

"Uh...that...I..."

Nong Ran suddenly felt a little at a loss. He looked at the jump device around him and the Jota that he had thrown in. He probably guessed it was his uncle's mouth twitching at all. How should I explain the matter of loosing my nephew?

"It's okay, I know you're also from that department. I came here in the afternoon and I didn't feel embarrassed to interrupt when I saw that you were quiet.

"Ahhh...no, I'm ashamed to interrupt."

Seeing the other party waved his hand and smiled, being infected by the other's easy understanding and gentleness, Fang Ran subconsciously became polite. When he didn't know what to say, the middle-aged man in front of him smiled, like He guessed Fang Ran's embarrassment and smiled.

"This child’s parents are busy abroad. Since he was a child, no one has made friends with him because he is so much better than his peers. After knowing his ability and talent, many people want to use him. I have always been worried about what he would do now. , Thank you so much for letting him have someone other than me who can talk."

Speaking of this, Fang Ran watched the man in front of him put down the plate in his hand for a moment, and seriously said gratitude to his body leaning forward slightly, his voice mixed with relief and relief.

"Thank you for reading his novel."

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