my reality with some autobiography

Chapter 15, what kind of book should I write? I won’t write it anymore!

Da da da.
Chen Xuan was writing excitedly.

Suddenly, a video popped up.

"Fuck!" His inspiration was interrupted instantly, and his anger rose.

But after seeing clearly who the other party was, he immediately felt the awkward feeling of being caught as a thief.

It's Tang Moxi!

"Damn, what does she want from me?"

Chen Xuan didn't want to answer, but suddenly thought that he might be here to pay back the money, so he quickly sat up straight and answered the call.

"what?"

These two simple words perfectly explained the impatience effect that Chen Xuan wanted.

But what he was thinking about was to pay back the money quickly, pay back the money quickly.

Unexpectedly.

Tang Moxi's unstoppable laughter came first from the opposite side.

"Hahahaha. I heard that you had a heat stroke yesterday. Do you know that you are famous, haha"

Chen Xuan: "."

If Tang Moxi hadn't still got the money, he would have hung up the video now.

"Hey, you said I'm participating in military training tomorrow, should I pretend I don't know you?"

"After all, you also know that if you tell others now that you and I have known each other since childhood, it would be very embarrassing, haha."

"Shut up!" The veins on Chen Xuan's forehead twitched.

Oh shit.

Not even mentioning paying back the money.

How dare you make fun of him.

He vowed to blacklist Tang Moxi as soon as he received the money.

"Hahaha, look at your expression, it's making me laugh to death." Tang Moxi in the video was laughing so hard that she even wiped away tears.

"You have something to say, if you laugh again I will kill you!" Chen Xuan couldn't help but remind him from the side.

It's almost done, it's time to talk about paying back the money.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts from laughing."

Chen Xuan was extremely impatient.

In the blind spot of the camera, I was so angry that I clenched my fists.

He suddenly felt that the Tang Moxi in the novel was just fat, which was not enough.

She must be written to the point of death.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart!
Damn it, I didn’t even mention paying back the money.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore. I just wanted to inform you that Miss Ben will arrive at school at three o'clock in the afternoon. Remember to pick me up then."

"Are you too damn shameless? Why should I pick you up?" Chen Xuan couldn't help it.

"Oh? Then I'll call grandma later and say that I'm tired from carrying the salute all by myself and my feet are sprained. But when I call you, you say you're too lazy to help me." Tang Moxi raised her chin threateningly.

The exposed neck is smooth and white.

Chen Xuan just wanted to cut it off, "Shut up."

The grandma she talks about is actually Chen Xuan's biological grandma.

But because Tang Moxi had been eating at his house since she was a child, Chen Xuan even felt that his grandma was closer to Tang Moxi than him.

"Ha ha.."

"." Chen Xuan stretched out his hand to hang up, not wanting to see the other party's hateful look for a moment.

As for money, just feed the dogs.

Unexpectedly, Tang Moxi suddenly mentioned, "By the way, when will you write your new book? Your last one was not very good and you didn't even give me any roles."

"I won't write anymore, I'm quitting the trap."

"Ah? Why don't you write it down? It's quite...du."

Chen Xuan hung up angrily and dared to mention the novel.

Now that he recalled that past incident, he became extremely angry.

half year ago.

Tang Moxi accidentally discovered that he was writing a novel, so she loudly publicized it so that the whole school knew about it.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan also wrote everyone around him into the novel.

Demonic modification of magic modification, fabrication of fabrication.

For example, in one episode, he made up the story that the head teacher Bai Jie was having an affair with the security guard.

Chen Xuan still remembers the scene when the head teacher informed his parents to come to school.

嘤嘤嘤. Thousands of people can point out nothing more than this.

"This time I must hide my pen name, and I won't let Tang Moxi know about it until I die."

Chen Xuan secretly made a decision to create a new vest.

But suddenly.

He thought of his first pen name in life: Tangtangfan.

“The original intention is easy to find, but it is always hard to find.”

"Just use it."

As soon as the decision was made, the three roommates Zheng Yong came back.

As soon as he saw Chen Xuan, Zheng Yong began to cry: "It's too much. You didn't see the instructor today. It's too much. You caught me alone and humiliated me repeatedly, woo woo woo."

Chen Xuan looked up in confusion, only to see Jiang Yao and Feng Dongdong laughing so hard that they couldn't stand upright.

"Hahaha, Chen Xuan, you didn't go to the military training today. You missed a wonderful scene."

"Hey, congratulations to classmate Zheng Yong. He lost the right to choose a spouse during college, hahaha..."

"What's the matter?"

"Zheng Yong has the same hands and feet, so the instructor pulled him out to practice alone, but he couldn't change it no matter what, haha."

"Oh, oh, oh, I'm not alive anymore, don't stop me."

Maybe the military training is too tiring.

Zheng and Yong took a casual shower, then lay down and snored.

Chen Xuan, however, was too energetic to sleep, so he took advantage of this moment to continue coding.

When the roommates woke up, they cast envious looks at Chen Xuan, who was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and then went out with sadness.

In a short time, the first three chapters were completed.

A little proofreading.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel the mentality of every novel writer when opening a new book, "As soon as this book is published, I will be immortalized!"

Immediately package it together with the rough outline coded yesterday and submit it to the editor of Laoshu.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't hang myself from a tree.

I immediately searched for famous novel websites on the Internet and copied more than twenty email accounts.

One by one, send them separately.

After all this was done, sleepiness came over me.
What woke him up was an email reply.

It's Mao Ya, the editor-in-chief of Qidian.

"I have to admit, Mao Ya, you understand novels."

Chen Xuan opened it excitedly, only to find that
[If you have not met the signing requirements, please continue to work hard. 】

"."

Maybe Pandora's box has been opened. Next
[This kind of background or direction feels a bit immersive and does not meet the contract standards.

I suggest you look in other directions, take a look at the new books with less than 100 million words on the list recommended by Sanjiang, and simply write about some backgrounds, mainstream backgrounds, some more familiar and common backgrounds, urban daily life, Xian Xia Journey to the West , historical dynasties, fandom, games lol, etc. 】

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[The plot is bland and lacks excitement; the narrative is verbose and inappropriately detailed; the golden finger has limited effects and lacks excitement. 】

[The subject matter is old-fashioned and has no new ideas, and the pace is too slow and uninteresting. 】

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Chen Xuan threw his phone angrily.

"What kind of novel should I write? I won't write any more!"

(End of this chapter)