Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

Inazuma,

In a small dark room hidden somewhere in Yae Hall, a warm yellow light is emitting at this moment.

In the silence, the voice of Yae God's son complaining can be heard faintly in the small dark room.

"Mr. Fang Xun, it's been so long, haven't you finished yet?"

"Is it... do you usually take so long?"

Fang Xun looked up at Yae God's son sitting opposite him, with a complicated expression.

He was just locked in a small dark room and couldn't write the plot of the novel for a long time.

Why did it taste different in Yae God's son's mouth?

Sir,

Can you open this broken road?

Tell me the truth, is Liyue's Yu Jin corrupted by you, a shy fox?

Fang Xun put down the pen in his hand and sighed helplessly.

"Ms. Yae, please don't force me to write a novel."

"I can do anything, but without inspiration, I really can't write a single word."

Fang Xun really had no place to cry.

He was eating hot pot and singing with the children when Yae Shenzi came to his door.

Ye Shenzi said that he would give Fang Xun something good.

As a result, after Fang Xun followed Yae Shenzi to Yae Hall,

he found that the so-called good thing was actually a blank book and a pen with ink next to it.

Fang Xun realized that he was on a pirate ship.

It is said that it is easy to get on a ship, but difficult to get off.

When Fang Xun reacted, he was already in a small dark room.

As an editor, Yae Shenzi was very considerate and stayed by his side to monitor the manuscript.

All these operations caught Fang Xun off guard, so naturally he couldn't write anything.

Every time the author can't write anything, it is definitely because of lack of inspiration.

After all, inspiration is something ethereal, invisible and intangible, and it is necessary to slack off.

When Yae Shenzi heard that Fang Xun was stuck in writing because he had no inspiration, she fell into deep thought.

As the editor-in-chief of Yaetang, she naturally understood the inspiration that authors need when writing.

Seeing that Fang Xun couldn't write a single word for a long time, it was estimated that he really encountered a bottleneck in his writing.

After a while, Yae Shenzi asked: "How can Mr. Fang Xun find inspiration to continue writing?"

"After all, I am still looking forward to the content of the Inazuma chapter."

In fact, Fang Xun knew the plot of the Inazuma chapter very well,

but simply didn't want to write,

After all, the limit for humans is 2,000 words a day,

One more word would make him tired.

He started to play badly, and casually said: "I didn't even have dinner, and Miss Yae brought me to this small dark room,"

"It's reasonable that I can't write anything now because I'm hungry, right?"

Fang Xun was indeed a little hungry,

He hadn't even eaten hot pot yet, and was pulled over by Yae Shenzi.

Let's eat first, and then talk about the follow-up.

Yae Shenzi also thought it made sense, so he stood up.

"Okay, then I'll go to the kitchen to make a bowl of shredded pork noodles. After eating, I hope Mr. Fang Xun can write a good book."

Yae Shenzi paused, turned his head and stared at Fang Xun with his smart and cunning eyes,

"Mr. Fang Xun, you are the first person to eat my noodles. I hope you don't disappoint me."

"After eating the noodles, please work hard to create a new plot."

Yae Shenzi smiled warmly, but Fang Xun felt uneasy.

Every time Yae Shenzi smiled like this, there was nothing good.

Either he was cheating people, or he was on the way to cheat people.

Not long after,

Yae Shenzi brought a bowl of steaming noodles.

However, when Fang Xun got closer, he found that there were only monotonous noodles in the bowl,

Where was the shredded pork, and there was not even any side dishes.

The soup was watery.

This time, Fang Xun was really confused.

He looked up at Yae Shenzi, and then asked in confusion: "Ms. Yae, where is the shredded pork in the shredded pork noodles?"

Yae Shenzi didn't say anything, but just sat on the chair with her legs crossed.

The white and slender legs swayed up and down, and the flesh-colored stockings made her look so beautiful.

Yae Shenzi didn't answer Fang Xun's question, but asked: "Mr. Fang Xun, is there anything wrong with this shredded pork noodles?"

Fang Xun: ...

He knew that

this naive fox must be up to no good.

Looking at Fang Xun's hesitant expression,

Yae Shenzi covered her mouth and laughed secretly, shaking with laughter,

looking like a prank was successful.

"Mr. Fang Xun looked sad because he couldn't write a manuscript and couldn't eat delicious food at night. So pitiful."

"Okay, okay, I dare not neglect Mr. Fang Xun, otherwise Sister Ganyu will definitely settle accounts with me if she knows about this."

While talking, Yae Shenzi went to the kitchen and brought another bowl of noodles.

This bowl of noodles lookedIt was much richer than the previous bowl.

It had seaweed, fish cake, barbecued pork and other ingredients. It looked very good.

Not to mention how it tasted, at least it looked very appetizing.

Yae Shenzi swapped the two bowls of noodles.

"This bowl of noodles is for Mr. Fang Xun, and the previous bowl is my dinner."

After hearing this, Fang Xun subconsciously asked, "Miss Yae only eats noodles at night, and doesn't even need side dishes?"

Yae Shenzi nodded slightly and hummed.

"Because I've been eating too much greasy food recently, the color of my hair has started to deteriorate, so I need to eat lighter."

"What? You said you want to see the tail? You wish."

"Wait until you finish writing the plot of the Inazuma chapter, maybe there will be a chance."

"Okay, Mr. Fang Xun, eat your noodles quickly, and start writing a new novel after you finish your noodles."

"Huh? You said you can't write the plot after eating noodles?"

"Mr. Fang Xun, you don't want those cute little kids at home to cry because of my teasing, right?"