I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 197 Your Takeout Arrives

"The Mysterious Chinese Writer 'ABC'"

"Yesterday, the Chinese writer "ABC", who once again won the Booker Prize of Great Britain for Best Novel with "Seven Sins", once again chose to participate in this year's Booker Prize ceremony through an online video connection."

"In addition, he wore a mask throughout the whole process, without revealing his face or revealing information about his true identity. The audience who watched the live broadcast felt that he was a maverick.

Up to now, "ABC", the author of "Seven Sins", has never appeared in public. I only learned from Burt Publishing House that ABC is from China, but Burt Publishing House is unwilling to disclose further information. "

Ji Zhuo made another hot search on social platforms by virtue of his anonymity.

Last night when the Booker Prize was presented, he stayed up until midnight to put on a mask and accept the award.

I went to bed late last night, and woke up later than usual today. When I got up from the bed, the sun outside the bedroom was already a little slanted.
Picking up his phone, Ji Zhuo yawned again when he saw the hot searched news on this social platform.

By the way, I took another look at some of the comments under this hot search.

"Cheating, if I win an award anytime, I will do the same!"

"Upstairs, wash up and go to bed... But I also feel that it's inexplicably cool to do this. I won the award, but I won't tell you who I am, so you can guess... Unfortunately, I was the one who guessed." .”

"Why do you always feel that this 'ABC' style of doing things is inexplicably familiar? Can anyone tell who this ABC is from the voice?"

Looking at the last comment, Ji Zhuo suddenly woke up, and the drowsiness that was still a bit hazy was gone.

What is inexplicable familiarity, don't be caught by some dog readers in a while.

But looking at the second half of the speech, Ji Zhuo relaxed again.

"Recognized by voice? Unless it is someone who is very familiar with the author, or the author has other famous vests that often appear in front of the public... In addition, I feel that the author also used a voice changer when accepting the award. The voice is flat and steady, without any distinctive features."

Yes, Ji Zhuo opened it.

"...It's really watertight... Do you think this ABC is a famous writer in China?"

"It feels like, if no one knows the previous vest, what would he do without his real identity?"

"Maybe I don't want to show up..."

Looking at these comments that say everything,

Ji Zhuo got up from the bed and went to wash up.

As soon as you leave the bedroom, you can see thirty boxes of books piled up from the living room.

In the past two days, Ji Zhuo signed some of them, about a thousand copies.

Ji Zhuo can only rejoice now. Fortunately, whether it is the [-] copies of 'No Work' or the [-] copies of 'ABC' that need to be signed, it is quite simple.
It's just that the 123-volume "Big Brother [-]" in "Night Tour Fengdu City" is a bit complicated.

However, he is used to putting a blessing in every book... The signature is not complicated, it seems like that.

These two days,
Ji Zhuo took a little time off,
According to the previous plan, I bought the rented house from the landlord.

Ji Zhuo felt bad for the money he spent.

In addition, Ji Zhuo did not expect that after buying this house, the first thing he visited were such books.

The first role to play is where to pile up the books waiting to be signed.

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

There was a knock on the door, just after rinsing his mouth, Ji Zhuo who was wiping his face with a handkerchief paused again,

The reason why he got up now is because the logistics person called him,

He said that he had the goods downstairs, and he would move them up immediately.

"Sir, your goods have arrived, please sign for them."

Ji Zhuo looked back at the living room and the bedroom, to see where there was still emptiness,
Then silently hung the veil back to its original position, and went to open the door.

"...Excuse me. Sir, you have a lot of things here."

"Well, it's quite a lot."

"Sir, are you all books? Are you running a bookstore? Is this a house specially built as a warehouse?"

Facing the surprise of the logistics staff,

Ji Zhuo has nothing to say.

Just let this logistics.

While moving the thousand copies of "The Seven Sins" sent by Burt Publishing House into the house,
Help him send more than 1000 signed copies of "The Bird in the Cage" to Huating Publishing House.

Wait for the logistics guy to leave,

Ji Zhuo closed the door, and then looked at the almost full bookcases in the room.

Sighed,

Then go to the study and write today's update.

……

"In the short term, the average subscription of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" has stabilized. Now the average subscription on our website is about 28, which is already a record."

"Achieving this result is also due to the right time, place and people. It may be that the readers accumulated by the author in the previous book have exploded this time. In addition, there may be reasons why the author did not use the trumpet at the beginning of this book... ..."

The editor-in-chief of Pen-Mo and Non-Mo Novels discussed the achievements of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" after it hit the shelves, and they were still a little excited.

"Subscriptions are still growing now, but it must be much slower than the day before it was launched. The main "Hour Hand" subscription data has also reached the ceiling of non-ink novels."

"Among the statistical data, many of the readers who have subscribed to "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" are new users of the website, who were attracted by the author's works from different channels..."

"In addition, Shiyue.com also took away a lot of subscribers. Readers who already had a Shiyue account, naturally read it directly on Shiyue.com, and didn't come here specifically."

"That's enough... This time, this author has added a lot of new paying readers to us. Although the website doesn't make much money on "Hour Hand Leaps to Death", these paying readers alone are already huge. reward."

The editor-in-chief of Feimo Novels also said with a smile.

Signing a contract with Ji Zhuo means that he does not enjoy guaranteed recommended resources, and then Ji Zhuo will get a high share and full copyright.

So based on this book alone, non-mo novels can't make much money directly, but as the editor-in-chief said,

Just vying for so many new paying readers, not to mention not making money from Ji Zhuo's books, even if the website pays for it.

With so many new paying readers, the editor-in-chief and pen and ink can wake up laughing at night.

"...But, this author's book should be close to completion, right?"

After smiling, the editor-in-chief asked again.

"I have asked him before, it may take another week, and this "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" will be finished."

"It's really free and easy, such a good grade, and the book is finished so quickly..."

The editor-in-chief couldn't help laughing and said,
"But yes, compared to other books by this author, the sales volume of this book is nothing."

"...Hey, what do you think will be the ending of this book?"

First, I smiled following the editor-in-chief's previous sentence,
Immediately after hearing the editor-in-chief suddenly ask about the plot of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death",

The pen and ink were stunned because of this turning point,
The editor-in-chief smiled again and said aloud,

"I have also read this book, and I will discuss this issue purely from the reader's point of view."

"I feel that the ending of this book will not be very good..."

It's not that the author of the dog didn't write well, but the ending may be tragic.

According to a number of readers,

It is probably the ending of this book is to ask for a knife.

"... I also feel... I was shocked when I read this book... I feel that my heart is not good."

"It's terrifying."

"A horror novel."

"Too."

……

"...Brother, do you think the author of the dog should finish writing this book soon?"

"It should be soon."

Downstairs in the community, the gazebo is shaded by trees, and there is some evening breeze on all sides.
Ji Zhuo came back after eating, and enjoyed the shade in the gazebo here.

Little Fatty was still holding his grandma's old cattail fan, waiting for his grandma to come back from dancing outside.

Not far away, there were several other old ladies enjoying the shade, people from the community, chatting about something.

Ji Zhuo listened to what Xiaopangdun said, and automatically ignored the word "dog author",

Glancing at the little fat pier, he replied casually.

Little Fatty still held a mobile phone in his hand, and the screen of the mobile phone was still on.

The screen just turned over the last page of the two updated chapters of "Hour Hand" today, and it automatically jumped to the comment area.

"Well... I also think it's coming soon. Just this dog author, it's not long to write a book. I think, maybe the dog author has written the finale by now, so he just won't post it directly."

The little fat pier put down his phone and raised his head and said.

Hearing this, Ji Zhuo took another look at Xiaopangdun.

He really has almost reached the finale of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death", maybe tomorrow, the whole book will be finished.

However, there are two chapters a day, and it may take a few days for readers to see it.

"Brother, do you think the protagonist Lin Yi will die because of this case? His countdown is coming soon."

"...Hey, the writing in these chapters is scary. I always feel like someone is hiding in some dark place. It would be nice if the writing wasn't so scary..."

"...Hey, it doesn't work, forget it, let's be scary, otherwise it won't look good..."

Little Fatty is a foodie and loves to watch.

The style of the whole book "Hour Hand Leaps to Death" tends to be horror. Through the description of details and the enhancement of atmosphere, readers are brought into such a tense story.

A few strokes can always evoke the most primitive fears of the readers and bring them into the perspective of the protagonist.

It makes people feel hairy.

It is also Ji Zhuo's attributes such as writing and plot that have really improved.

"Brother, tell me, who is the murderer in this case? After all, those who died were killed."

Most of the time Ji Zhuo listens to the little fat pier,

Occasionally just a casual sentence.

……

"...the book is almost finished."

"Well, it should be, Uncle Yu."

"It's good to finish the book. You don't have to be so tired after reading it every day. This author wrote two small chapters a day. After reading a part, it's gone again. Finally, he can finish it to his heart's content."

The old man took a walk outside, sat for a while under the pavilion in the park, and listened to today's update of "Hour Hand",

At this moment, he was already going back into the house with his blind stick.

After talking with a smile, the old man gradually fell silent again.

"I don't know how long it will take until this book is finished, before this author can publish a new book?"

"Thinking of it this way, it would be good for the author to write more."

The old man said with a smile again, and the nurse also smiled.

"...This book should be published at that time, please help me buy a copy and bring it back."

"Okay, Uncle Yu."

……

Fancheng.

In the house, the lights are bright.

Ye Linhan looked at the dog author's update today,

I can't wait to turn on every light in the house that can be turned on,

When looking at the clock of the author of the dog, sometimes it is really creepy.

Ye Linhan sat on the sofa, holding his mobile phone and watching today's update of "Hour Hand Leaps to Death".

The posture changes from leaning on the sofa at the beginning, to gradually sitting upright from the sofa,

His eyes were gradually fixed on the screen of the mobile phone, his whole body was a little tense, obviously immersed in the story described in the novel,

Just flick the screen twice from time to time.

In the text,

The plot continued with the previous progress,
The protagonist, Lin Yi, took over the case as the last case in his life that would bring his life to an end.

It's really not that complicated.

After receiving the police report, the detective agency arrived at the scene of the crime almost at the same time as the police.

It was after nightfall, and the incident happened in a certain community.

The public area of ​​the community lacks lighting equipment, coupled with the dense shade of trees, it looks a little dark after nightfall.

In this dimness, someone heard a loud noise downstairs,

At the same time, many people called the police.

It was a man and a woman who fell from upstairs at the same time and died on the spot.

The man is close to 40 years old, the woman is 28 years old, and the relationship is husband and wife.

At the scene of the fall, there were also the man's ex-wife, the son born to his ex-wife, and the man's father.

The first person to call the police was the man's father.

And when Lin Yi followed the police to the scene,
The weird countdown suddenly jumped again until there was only a very short time left,

The final countdown left for Lin Yi this time is only 30 seconds,

Lin Yi's mind sounded like an alarm, even after encountering such fatal dangers many times,

It is still difficult to conceal the body's stress response under such a death threat... and under the repeated threat of death for nearly a month,

Lin Yi's psychology and spirit are on the verge of collapse at any time.

The surrounding night was submerged, dim and pitch black, and only the lighting equipment in the hands of the detective agency and the police, as well as the light from the surrounding residential houses, barely illuminated the faces of the people in front of them.

Looking at the faces of different people, Lin Yi seemed to be frantically turning the flashlight in his hand, and the pulse in his temple was throbbing violently.

In this case,
Under Lin Yi's tense spirit, he heard a rustling sound above his head,

It seems to be the sound of the dense shade trees above the head colliding and being dragged,
Under such circumstances, Lin Yi raised his head at once, and at the same time pointed the flashlight at him.

It turned out that there was a thin figure on the branches and leaves of the tree that covered everyone, it was a girl.

When Lin Yi turned the flashlight and looked up, he happened to shine the flashlight on that pale face.

It seems to be swaying by the wind along the branches and leaves, and the figure is gradually sliding down from the tall and dense branches and leaves,

If Lin Yi didn't dodge quickly, the falling figure might break his neck and spine, adding one more corpse to the ground.

Amidst Lin Yi's almost red-eyed and frantic shouts,
Everyone avoided it, and the figure that slid down from the dense branches and leaves at a height of about ten meters hit the ground.

I don't know if that figure died when he was still on the tree at the beginning,
But when he fell from that height of ten meters, he must be dead...

The accompanying forensic doctor just stepped forward and glanced at the completely dented and tattered back of the corpse that had slipped down on the ground, and shook his head.

Later in the plot,

It was confirmed that the girl was the child of the two deceased on the original ground.

And judging from the situation at the scene... Even the first reaction, the possibility of accident is too low.

And the suspect was obviously among the related people at the scene.

As the story continued, the ex-wife of the deceased man, the son born to his ex-wife, the man's father, and related witnesses were all brought back to the police station.

Lin Yi, who encountered a fatal danger again, almost lost his strength, and went to the police station with his colleagues from the detective agency.

And today the content updated by the dog author,

It mainly tells the stories of these suspects.

It's just that the author's description of the dog really touches the reader's nerves,

Spread the tension and horror in the book to the readers.

"Dong dong..."

"Fuck!"

Ye Linhan, who was watching the critical moment, suddenly heard a knock on the door next to him,
Throwing the mobile phone to the ground, followed by an electric ringtone from the mobile phone that fell on the ground.
It almost scared Ye Linghan enough.

"Dong dong..."

"Sir, your takeaway is here! Is there anyone!"

Only then did Ye Linhan remember, he ordered a takeaway and heaved a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)