After a little irritation, he finally calmed down after throwing things to vent his anger.
Sighing, he had to go down and pick up his phone.
He sent a voice message to Weiwei: "It's a piece of news without a picture in the middle of the night. Who knows whether it's true or not? Don't worry about it now. You should go to bed early. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."
When he thought about it, even if all of this was true and had a lot to do with him, he would probably have to wait until dawn for it to ferment.
Staring at this moment is just a waste of energy. It would be better to have a good sleep and then make plans.
After leaving the message, he simply covered himself with a blanket and used his internal energy to urge himself to fall asleep as soon as possible.
As for the constant vibration next to the pillow, I didn't bother to care...
When I woke up, it was already bright outside and it looked like it was another sunny day.
Mei Qian pressed the phone and saw no response, so he lazily walked to the first floor.
There was no movement in the villa. By this time, Ning Chi should have gone out for morning exercises.
Normally, he would have run around the neighborhood a few times, but he definitely wasn't in that mood now.
He plugged his phone into the data cable, washed himself a little, and made himself a cup of coffee.
Only when the phone runs out of battery is it restarted.
When you open Weiwei, information notifications will beep non-stop.
It turns out that Maomao was not the only one who stayed up late at night.
Many of his writer friends, publishers and website editors, so-called friends he has only met once, and even readers who have added him as friends through unknown channels, have all sent messages. The latest one was half an hour ago. .
Mei Qian took a quick look and found that it was all about the discovery of ancient tombs in Baishan Mountain.
There are messages with various tones and purposes, and most of them have a string of links underneath.
He didn't rush to reply one by one, but opened the link and took a quick look.
There are web pages and videos, but the content is almost the same.
An avalanche occurred in the Baishan tourist area, exposing a mausoleum buried underneath.
There are many speculations, but unfortunately there are no pictures or facts. Even the video is made up of clips from various movies and TV dramas. I don’t know why it has been seen by so many people.
Mei Qian summarized it and estimated that this incident was 80% true, but the news on the Internet was exaggerated, far-fetched and contained hype. In fact, it was not as serious as it felt when I saw it for the first time last night.
Maybe a tomb really pops out of an avalanche, but it may not be as large a tomb as described in his novel.
Even if it is really a large tomb, it may not be the same as what he wrote in the novel.
Thinking further, if the tombs were also embodied by the system, the layout and monsters inside were exactly as written in his novels, and he was also involved. But the previous videos of the tomb robbing gang had appeared, so wasn't everything peaceful?
Therefore, none of this can be used as evidence that Mei Mei robbed someone's tomb.
So he felt relieved a little and thanked his friends one by one for their concern.
As for those comments that are malicious at first sight, gloating about others' misfortunes or even fanning the flames of trouble, they should be deleted as soon as they should be deleted, let alone ignored.
However, even if he only replied to messages expressing goodwill, it still took a long time. By the time all this was done, Ning Chi came back with breakfast.
This guy obviously knew what happened in Baishan last night, and he looked hesitant while eating.
But before he could speak, Mei Qian, who was in a bad mood, glared back at him and immediately became extremely honest.
Maomao and Mei Qian had the same opinion, and they were not as anxious as last night. They only made a phone call and chatted for a few words, and then they were busy running the script.
Mei Qian felt bored staying at home, so he wandered to the back of the community.
While taking a walk, I started thinking wildly.
Perhaps because he was used to being tricked by the system, he no longer bothered to plan for his future because there were too many variables.
No matter what happens in the future, he will be mentally prepared to bear it.
Therefore, throughout the morning, what came to my mind the most was the plot outline of the new book.
As for the difficult-to-deliver "Myth", he no longer has to worry about it. He will wait until he has inspiration.
Unfortunately, he was destined not to gain anything big today. After walking along the mountain path, the phone in his hand never stopped, always disrupting his thoughts.
The avalanche incident in the White Mountains has taken a turn for the worse, and there are more and more news.
It was said that businessmen and staff in the tourist area had been dispersed overnight.
Some people say that the area around Baishan Mountain was blocked by the army, and they kept claiming that they saw a large number of military vehicles passing by...
There are also many random inferences by many self-proclaimed archaeologists that the ancient tombs on the snowy mountains have experienced several dynasties in just one hour, and the more they say it, the more outrageous they are.
No matter what kind of comments were made, they were widely circulated.
It's like a carnival of gossip. Compared with last night's no pictures and no truth, now you can occasionally see some less clear video evidence.
Of course, this will not cause any trouble to Mei Qian at all, because even if the authorities do come in, according to his guess, nothing will be done to him.
However, what happened next was beyond his imagination.
Just when I had just thought of the name and background of the protagonist and was about to record it with my mobile phone, the phone started ringing again in the silent woods.
However, this time it was not a message, but a call from Maomao.
On the phone, Maomao spoke urgently: "Brother Qian, look at the links I sent you. They have all been deleted..."
After putting down the phone, Mei Qian quickly clicked on the link above. Sure enough, as Maomao said, most of the unreliable and specious information was gone. He had opened it accidentally from other people's links more than ten minutes ago.
The news webpage seemed to become blank in an instant.
The occasional fish that slipped through the net could still be seen a second ago, but as soon as it refreshed, it was transferred to entertainment news about a certain star's cheating.
He opened the search bar again and entered the word "White Mountain". The first message was an official announcement to refute the rumors.
The announcement was very long, and the general meaning was that an avalanche did occur in Baishan Mountain, but there were absolutely no ancient tombs under the snow. The emergency evacuation by the staff was indeed true, but it was just to prevent the recurrence of geological disasters. All the news on the Internet was false.
Yes, please don’t believe the rumors and don’t spread them.
Below is a notice that the Baishan Tourist Area is temporarily closed due to safety hazards.
Mei Qian didn't give up, and searched carefully, and found that all the information about avalanches and ancient tombs on the Internet had changed.
This change made his breathing gradually become faster and his pupils shrank slightly.
He was silent for a long time, opened the banking software, and carefully checked his account balance.
Seeing that there was another amount of income, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then he entered the Weibo group of the Writers Union. He carefully selected the location and date of the meeting on the meeting notice, and after a long while
I chose one, followed the contact number above, and submitted the application to attend the conference...
PS: The following content does not count as a word count.
Let’s make a transition in the water chapter. This chapter is to make up for yesterday. Today, the 2nd, I will update another chapter.
Unconsciously, I lingered until early in the morning, and suddenly I had something I wanted to say.
Recently, well, not recently, not long after this book was put on the shelves, I can always see posts accusing me of plagiarism.
Let me clarify here that the writing ideas and themes have been borrowed, but the content of this book is absolutely original. Except for a paragraph in the first chapter that was excerpted from Baidu, which is also the same as the lyrics. The rest of the content was typed word by word by myself.
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I once said in my acceptance speech that the reason why I wrote this book was inspired by "The Northern School", which is not a novel but the experiences claimed by the author of the Northern School.
Before that, I was addicted to robbing doujins. I didn’t read many serious tomb robbing novels, but I actually read a lot of doujins. It was during this period that I came across some novels about “biography being misunderstood as tomb robbers”, but
I found that the author who wrote this type of article did not delve into the element of "grave robber" at all. He just used a gimmick to attract attention, and then turned to fan-art creations, which did not have much characteristics.
It's like scratching the surface and not being able to watch it anymore. At least for me, that's why "" appeared.
In fact, I first wanted to write the second part of "Buddhism", but I couldn't help it, so I published this book first. The results were good, so I continued writing it.
You don’t have to worry about me being a eunuch, let alone having me find a ghostwriter.
Although I am lazy, handicapped, mentally unhealthy, and mentally ill, I treat every book and every character I create in every novel seriously, and the plot is well thought out, and I will not let anyone else