Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

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Why?

Why did things turn out this way?

Just now, I was eating dessert and singing, and I even wondered if I should add some clothes to myself when it was cold. Forsi, who was still trying to make Xio go into the kitchen to help her make a cup of hot coffee, used this as a reason. At this moment, he is standing beside the sofa with a guilty conscience, with his head down and quiet like a quail.

Sitting on the sofa opposite her was a person Fors was already very familiar with, who was reading the first draft of the new book she had just drawn up.

On the surface, of course, there is nothing wrong with this scene, but Forsi only thinks that he has a pill.

For no other reason, mainly that the manuscript Roldy was reading was not the one she had been reading before, but another new book that she had been unable to resist opening recently.

If I had known that Roldy would come, I would not have put this manuscript on the table... Fors secretly regretted it in his heart, so much so that he wished he could go back in time.

When she was so scared that she wanted to bury her head in soil, Lin Ruo also finished reading the manuscript in her hand. He raised his head, looked at Forsi with a gentle and bright smile, and said:

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"Well written, the evil **** and the girl redeemed by him, a very interesting story."

Hearing this, Forsi couldn't help but raised her head and glanced at Lin Ruo secretly, and couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the other party's gentle smile.

Don't you see it?

Just thinking about this, before Fors could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Lin Ruo continue:

"So my story inspired you?"

Ah, ah, he really saw it!

Die, die, die!

Forsi was so frightened that his body froze for a moment, and his desire to survive was unprecedentedly strong, and he quickly stammered and explained: "Although, although your experience inspired me, the character prototypes are not you and Mr. Fool, I Completely fictional character..."

Listening to Forsi's explanation, Lin Ruo couldn't deny it. Of course, he could see that although the story might have been inspired by him, the character prototypes were not him and the Fool.

To be honest, Lin Ruo wasn't angry about this, not to mention that this article didn't use him as a character prototype, he couldn't even talk about people, he just used it. As a senior author who was once drawn by enthusiastic readers in Wenye, Lin Ruo also said that the same people are like me and floating clouds.

Colleagues, no one wrote it.

Before he crossed the road, he also wrote about salted fish and 1.5 meters. Would he say it?

Oh, and the world and justice, Sharon and Maric.

So in fact, he was not angry at all, but Lin Ruo, who was deliberately scaring people, immediately put the manuscript in his hand on the table, and looked at Forsi, who had obviously started to make up his own 108 ways to die, and then said: "This kind of subject matter. For novels, the publishing house shouldn’t let you submit manuscripts.”

After all, this is a world where true gods exist. Although the religious environment is not so harsh, novels that blatantly arrange gods, even if they are only fictional gods, are difficult to be accepted by the public.

"Uh, I know, I didn't want to publish it either, I just wrote it for fun, maybe I couldn't write a few chapters..."

Forsi obviously didn't get used to Lin Ruo's jumping thinking, but she answered honestly, while carefully observing Lin Ruo's expression.

Don't seem angry?

Although he suspected that he had observed loneliness, Forsi could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Have you considered changing the Heretic God to another avenger?" Lin Ruo suggested with a smile.

Well, he admitted that although the inspiration for the story came from him making people complain, this story that had nothing to do with him at all was not bad, and it gave him a little interest in watching it.

And as long as the character of the evil **** is changed, Lin Ruo can declare that this story has nothing to do with him at all.

"Another Avenger?" Fors was stunned for a moment. At this moment, the writer's desire prevailed, so she asked, "What kind of avenger?"

"You should have watched the Count's return. You can refer to the Count of Monte Cristo." Lin Ruo suggested with a smile.

"The Count of Monte Cristo, the returning avenger, the Count who has another identity in the face of the nobles and the girl who lost everything, the Count saved the girl, but at first it was just a resonance and a desire for a suitable knife, but I didn't expect to fall in love with it later. Girl, but although the girl regards the count as a god, at first this feeling was not love..." Forsi's eyes became brighter as she spoke, as if she had already had inspiration.

Very good, enough blood, according to this trend, it is indispensable to lick sugar with a knife, have a deep love affair, and pierce the heart.

"You can write this down. Inspiration is a very precious thing." Lin Ruo reminded him as he picked up the black tea that Forsi, the salted fish, had brewed for him in a trembling state earlier on the table.

Forsi, the salted fish, who had no scruples upon hearing this, immediately picked up a pen to write, while Lin Ruo patiently drank tea while waiting for her. When Fors recorded his inspiration completely and her face flushed with excitement, Lin Ruo said coldly:

"I hope to see your new book by the end of the year."

Forsi froze instantly, her face turned pale, she looked at Lin Ruo in disbelief, and lost her voice:

"But, but now there are only two months left until the New Year."

"I believe in your potential." Lin Ruo said unhurriedly, her smile was still warm and bright, but in Forsi's eyes, it was like a devil~www.readwn.com~ You must also believe in yourself. "

But I don't believe in myself, I can finish a book in two months!

Forsi still screamed in her heart, but she still had to force a smile on her face, and said, "Can I write a short story?"

"Not less than 100,000 words." Lin Ruo said and took another sip of black tea. Although Roselle was poisoned, the world had not entered the era of online literature, and the number of words required for novels was relatively limited.

"One hundred thousand..." Forsi shook her body and almost fell down. Her smile was even uglier than her crying.

"If I didn't finish writing..."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. At most, I will let you experience social death." Lin Ruo said with a smile, because of Roselle's relationship, the world has the word sociological death.

You might as well beat me up!

Fors has already closed himself.

After she closed herself for a while, Lin Ruocai said, "Okay, let's talk about the business."

"I have some small tasks to give you about your meeting with the future teacher tomorrow. If you can complete it, I will not only give you the corresponding remuneration, but also give you a few months of grace for the new book."

"Really?" Forsi's eyes suddenly lit up, leaving the state of autism.

"Of course..." Lin Ruo took a sip of black tea and said: "Your task is very simple, if you want to see Duoxin teacher named Dorian tomorrow, I hope you can calmly bring up the question in front of him. The subject of the angel of judgment."

"You should know the relationship between the angel of judgment and the family of Abraham."

Chapter 323 Forsi's Wonderful Ideas (please subscribe)