All Heavens: Traveling At The Same Time, But The Clones Are All Women

novelist?

Novelists in the early 2000s are still very popular.

It’s not like ten or twenty years later, when anyone mentions a novelist, they will think of you as a stinky coder who sits at home and writes Internet articles.

At this point in time, if you say you are a novelist, everyone will think that you are a scholar who has published a masterpiece and has joined the Writers Association, and they will look down upon you.

"so smart?"

Hu Yifei became interested: "Really or not? You are a writer at such a young age. Can I read your masterpiece? It's not that I don't believe it, I'm just curious."

"Can."

Chen Hao pushed up his glasses.

His smile did not change: "Other people who write books use reality as the subject matter to write fictional stories. That is unrealistic. Although it is full of interest, it lacks authenticity and is not impressive enough."

Facing Hu Yifei's confused gaze.

Chen Hao continued: "Miss Fu Yihui..."

"Hu Jianren?"

"Well, Miss Hu Yifei, I like to be pragmatic. I like to write realistic stories, write their stories, and let them appear on the stage like actors and interpret the stories I write."

Everyone has their own joys, sorrows and joys.

Everyone has their own colorful life.

If you feel that the previous story is not good enough or satisfying enough, you can also rewrite it and replace it with history.

This is the writing of destiny and the tailoring of history.

This is... Dharma Principle: Huangji Jingshi Shu!

"Uh, I don't understand."

Hu Yifei scratched her head in confusion.

She majored in political economics in college and doesn't know much about literature and philosophy: "Mr. Chen, can you explain it in simpler terms?"

"Just saying it verbally, you might not understand."

Chen Hao laughed: "Then just write a paragraph for you to appreciate... Well, for example, let's take the gentleman passing by outside the window. I want to write a short story for him."

He tapped on his notebook with both hands: "Richard, thirty-six years old, was born in Hongkong. He is a successful and wealthy jewelry merchant. He got married five years ago and has a son. Last week, he was messing around at the White Horse Club. He was caught by his wife and is now busy with his wife’s divorce proceedings..."

He paused, and a cold light flashed on his glasses.

"It's four forty-three this afternoon."

"He was killed by a tiger when he passed by the intersection of Duolun Road..."

After writing, turn the notebook around to display the screen.

"What do you think Miss Hu thinks of this little story?"

Hu Yifei took a look.

Her puzzled expression gradually turned cold: "After a long time of research, it turns out that he is a fortune teller."

The impression of Chen Hao also became bad.

To be honest, she didn't believe in fortune telling.

A few days ago, when she was applying a screen protector to her cell phone, the person who applied the screen protector claimed to be Hu Jianbaozi, Lin Huanghuifeng, who was proficient in fortune telling, and even talked about bloody disasters to defraud her out of money.

As a result, he was beaten into the hospital by [Bang Yidian].

Unexpectedly, I met another one today.

Hu Yifei smiled but said: "Mr. Chen, Master Chen, you are not going to say that I also suffered a bloody disaster...and your story is too ridiculous, isn't it? Killed by a tiger?"

This is Duolun Road in the Magic City.

The time is about to reach 4:43.

This is the bustling center of the city. Are you telling me that someone will be killed by a tiger?

What a joke!

"If Miss Hu doesn't believe it, you might as well wait and see."

Chen Hao pointed to the clock hanging in the cafe: "There are still thirty seconds."

I saw him looking relaxed and not at all panicked.

Hu Yifei became inexplicably flustered.

She was not easily persuaded, so she calmed down immediately and stared out the window at Richard who was waiting for the green light at the intersection...if that person was really called Richard.

The woman glanced at Chen Hao and sneered: "I want to see where the tiger you mentioned is!"

The words trailed off.

Suddenly there was a roar outside.

"...!!!"

Hu Yifei's eyes widened.

She clearly saw that the man named Richard was hit by an out-of-control silver car and flew out. His blood spread for more than ten meters, and his eyes widened after he landed on the ground.

Seeing it is impossible to live.

"Oh my god!"

She rushed out of the cafe in shock and looked through the noisy crowd surrounding her.

My mind was in a blur.

How could you just say die and die...

Really died here?

But he was hit by a car and killed.

She suddenly saw the appearance of the vehicle that caused the accident.

His whole body was shaken, his pupils shrank, and he muttered to himself.

"Land Rover...?"

Land Rover is also a tiger...?

…

"Calm down your mind, Miss Hu."

In the coffee shop, soothing old records are still playing.

There is another cup of fragrant coffee on the table.

But Hu Yifei was no longer in the mood to drink. She stared at Chen Hao with distracted eyes.

The world view has been greatly impacted.

The look in his eyes was extremely blank.

She didn't know who this Chen Hao was.

How could someone predict someone else's death so accurately?

Or.

It's true as he said.

He didn't predict the death of others. He just wrote a story at random and killed the passing Richard to death?

Is that human being?

Holy?

Devil?

"you……"

Hu Yifei managed to calm down: "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

"I told you, I'm the only one who writes novels."

Chen Hao smiled and leaned back.

He admired Hu Yifei very much.

The appearance is second to none, this person is also unique on the inside.

"Seeing you is just fate. Maybe it's not that I want to see you, but that you want to see me... You want a chance to start over."

"You want to live a new life."

"You are afraid that you will become numb and philistine day by day. You regret leaving school and the apartment in Jiayuan Community three years ago. Am I right?"

Hu Yifei said nothing.

She stared at the text that kept appearing on the computer.

No one was typing on the keyboard, but the words were popping up one by one, listing information about her and other people.

There was her brother Zhanbo, a certain famous news host, a wealthy daughter who had appeared at an award ceremony at a music festival, and many more people she didn’t know...

There is actually a Japanese?

The character settings are all clearly visible.

As for the summary of the story below, she couldn't see it clearly at all and only saw four words.

"Love Apartments……?"

"Yes."

Chen Hao said lightly: "Although it's called Love Apartment, it's not just about sweet and sour love. Moreover, I like to break up couples. I don't like the clichéd love story of forcibly pairing up with a boyfriend."

"Life is still your life."

"Love, friendship, family, everything is still there. The only difference is that you will change to a relaxed way of life. You will have the opportunity to stop and slowly taste the taste and taste the youth you missed. years."

"So what's your choice?"

The man's calm voice echoed in his ears over and over again.

"Yes, or no?"

Hu Yifei swallowed hard.

…

"elder sister!!"

The senses seem to be stretched infinitely.

My brother's call seemed to come from the horizon.

"Sister, please stop sleeping."

Hu Yifei suddenly opened her eyes.

What appeared in front of me was the honest and simple face of my younger brother.

"Zhan Bo? Is this...I'm taking a nap?"

"You lied down on the table and slept for three hours! I filled out a big stack of Sudokus, but Teacher Zeng and his friends had already finished their game, so I had to wait for three hours!"

I ignored my brother's complaints.

Hu Yifei rubbed her forehead and felt that she had had a long dream: "Strange, why am I so sleepy today?"

Lu Zhanbo reminded her: "Have you forgotten? We held a welcome party last night to welcome the new couple. After the party, you dragged Mr. Chen and his girlfriend to chat for a long time. You slept too late last night."

"……Yeah?"

Looking at the dull and honest brother in front of him, Hu Yifei always felt that something was not right.

The phone rang, and it turned out that the caller was Qin Yumo, her best friend of many years.

Hu Yifei was about to answer the call when suddenly she looked at the date on the screen of her phone and fell into deep thought.

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