I write novels in Liyue

I am writing novels in Liyue Author: Orange Sparkling Water

Fang Qiu, who finally wrote the hit novel, traveled to the Tivat continent after staying up late the day before it was put on the shelves and died suddenly after coding.In order to solve the problem of food and clothing, Fang Qiu took up the pen again.

"I, Fang Qiu, have a dream, and that is to become a great writer of the healing department!" After a while, Fang Qiu found Liyue's merchant who collects scraps.

"Boss, how much is a pound of blade?"

Chapter 1 Stir-fried Slime with Pepper and Pepper

Liyue Harbor.

The scorching sun outside the window is hot summer.

But Fang Qiu inside the window had cold hands and feet and was trembling all over. She looked at the bronze mirror in front of her and almost shed tears.

In the mirror is a beautiful, fairy-like, white-haired woman in a moon-white robe, who is about to cry.

The woman is extremely beautiful, quiet and elegant, and I feel pity for her.

Even if she saw it by herself, she couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

However, even though she looked weak and weak, in her scarlet eyes, there was a faint coldness that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

I saw that she was pitiful, charming, and cold as ice. These three contradictory temperaments perfectly blended into her body.

Such a sickly classical beauty, Fang Qiu wanted to explode.

If this classic beauty is not her own words.

Fang Qiu pulled herself hard a few times, red marks were found on her fair and pretty face, and she finally accepted the reality.

That's right.

passed by myself.

In her previous life, she was an ordinary codewriter who made a living by writing novels.

Finally, God rewards those who work hard.

After she wrote two or 3000 million-word novels, the new book finally came out, and got the biggest recommendation on the website. Before it was put on the shelves, there were 30 collections, and it was about to skyrocket.

Seeing that she was about to reach the pinnacle of her life, when it was put on the shelves, the new Supreme God was born, and then she stayed up all night to code and add more words to die suddenly.

It was the day before it was put on the shelves.

Life is so difficult, and she is not even allowed to take a look at the subscription on the first day.

When you close your eyes and open them, you enter this world.

However, it's all here, and we still have to live well.

It is also fate.

This sickly body is also called Fang Qiu, and, like her, is also a novel author.

According to her memory, Fang Qiu also has a little understanding of this world.

This world is called the continent of Tevat.

And the country she lives in is called Liyue, where humans and gods coexist, similar to the ancient country in the previous life.

And this ancient country that existed for 700 years, after the death of Emperor Yan, is now ruled by the Liyue Seven Stars.

It can also be regarded as peace and prosperity.

In addition to gods and immortals, there is something called the eye of god in this world.

With it, you can have power beyond human beings without being human.

And she happened to have an ice-attribute God's Eye.

However, her divine eyes are different from others.

Fang Qiu looked at the dim eyes of God on his waist, and fell silent.

That's right, her God's Eye is very weak.

According to the memory of the predecessor, at best, it can be condensed to the extent of a popsicle.

It's okay to use it to relieve heat, but it's not bad to use it for fighting, even water slime can't beat it.

There is no way to make money by force, it seems that you can only rely on your own business.

numbers!

According to the memory of this body, Liyue's novel industry is only in the early stages of development.

In other words, it was a good opportunity for him to flex his muscles.

The animation novels of the previous life can be localized for a big sale if they are reasonable.

As a time traveler, it would be an insult to the name of a time traveler if such a big golden finger is left unused.

Just as Fang Qiu was thinking about which book he should localize as the first step, his stomach suddenly growled.

Speaking of which, the predecessor of this body seems to have not eaten for a full day and a half.

So hungry.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife does not cut wood by mistake.

Fang Qiu decided to eat something first.However, when she took out her wallet and saw Mora inside, she couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Twenty Mora...

hiss……

Is this money enough to eat a bowl of noodles with meat?

hateful!

This is too poor!

No wonder this body looks delicate and weak, and the feelings are hungry.

The manuscript fee of Liyue Publishing House is issued once a month, although the deadline for the manuscript fee is only a few days.

But according to Fang Qiu's memory, last month's manuscript fee was only more than 1000 moras.

This month must be pretty much the same.

Is writing a novel really a dead end?

Fang Qiu couldn't help sighing.

But then again, this body is obviously extraordinary and refined like a fairy, with a cold temperament.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a poor ghost who couldn't afford to eat.

Iceberg Sand Sculptures Weak Beauty?

Is this the so-called contrast...

Unexpectedly, in the previous life, it was fine because of the codewords, but in this life, it is still because of the codewords.

It's real.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Huh? Who?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

Although it was a bit sudden, it was after all in Liyue Port, and it was still broad daylight, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

After tidying up his clothes, Fang Qiu opened the door.

There was a pretty girl standing outside the door right now.

The girl was wearing a long black robe with strange patterns, shorts, socks and black shoes, and a black hat with a bouquet of bright red plum blossoms pinned to the side of the hat.

A brown pair of ponytails fluttered gently with the wind.

What attracted Fang Qiu's attention the most was the pair of plum blossom pupils, which added a bit of delicacy to the girl's pretty face.

"Good afternoon, have you eaten?"

The girl waved her hand and said with a smile.

The smile is innocent and innocent, like the sunshine outside the door.

"Walnut? Why are you here?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback, and quickly searched for the memory of the girl in front of him from the memory of his predecessor.

Hu Tao, the seventh-generation head of Hall of Rebirth No. 70, controls the entire funeral of Liyue.

I have known Hutao for two or three years.

Walnut is sixteen, and she is two years older than Walnut, and she is eighteen this year.

One is the master of the Hall of Rebirth, and the other is a code writer. Both of them have a bright future.

"I talked about a few big business deals today, and I'm in a good mood. I happened to pass by your house and wanted to ask you out for dinner. Let's celebrate."

Walnut smiled and said.

"Okay."

Fang Qiu nodded.

In his memory, since Yuan Body began to write novels recently, Hu Tao came to her door every three days to find her.

At the beginning, I still hoped that she could promote the business of the Hall of Death for her in the novel.

Later, it became helping her.

He came to invite her to dinner twice in three days.

Although Fang Qiu doesn't really want to eat and drink for nothing, his body is very honest.

The big deal is to include private goods in the book in the future, and give it a good publicity for the Church of the Past.

After locking the doors and windows, Fang Qiu followed Hu Tao all the way out.