The owner of the second-hand electrical appliance store began to talk slowly.
This is a sad story.
He had a nephew who went to college in Xizhou City. After graduating from college, he didn't like to work, so he rented a house outside and stayed at home to write online novels.
I want to make a living on this.
No matter how much persuasion his family members tried, it was in vain, so he finally let him go.
But this kind of work is really tiring.
After staying at home for a year, I didn’t make much money, but my body was worn down and I passed away just like that...
"My nephew is quite smart, but he doesn't like to work and write online novels. Alas."
After telling this story, the owner of the second-hand store sighed heavily, with a sad look on his face.
Ye Chui was also curious: "The owner of this keyboard is an online novel writer? He died because of overwork, so he left countless resentments on this keyboard? It's kind of interesting..."
"This keyboard belongs to you. If you don't want it, just throw it away. I don't feel at ease if you leave it here. Sometimes I always feel scared." The middle-aged man continued.
Anyway, he already had the money in his hands, and he wasn't afraid of Ye Chui going back on his word.
Ye Chui smiled and held the keyboard in his arms: "I took the keyboard away."
After leaving the second-hand electrical appliance store, Ye Chui took a taxi and went directly back to his residence.
To this day, he still lives in the original small rental house.
Although I have always wanted to buy a house and move out, I always couldn't do it in the end.
Now Ye Chui plans to transform Bai Xi's cave magic weapon into a villa that can be carried around.
However, I don’t know how long it will take to repair the first formation diagram in this cave magic weapon.
For the time being, Ye Chui can only live here.
After closing the door, Ye Chui placed the keyboard on the coffee table.
"This aura of creation is so strong, let's try to see if we can use the power of the heart to completely condense this aura of creation into shape..."
Ye Chui thought to himself, and a soft light filled his hand.
This light is an expression of the power of the heart.
It has an ability similar to that of the Cube in Transformers, which can unlock the intelligence of the weapon spirit.
When the power of the heart encounters such a strong breath of creation, it can directly condense the breath of creation into a human form, becoming a ghost-like existence.
While doing this, Ye Chui became alert.
Because this breath of creation is already so strong, if it condenses into a human form, God knows whether it will have any terrifying lethality.
But soon, Ye Chui showed a surprised expression...
The power of the heart blessed the breath of creation, and the originally invisible breath condensed into a body and became a human form.
It's just that this is... a fat man with curly hair!
He is about 23 or 24 years old, has a fat body, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and looks silly.
——It was completely different from the evil ghost image that Ye Chui had expected.
He condensed this image, not his soul, but just a kind of weapon spirit evolved by using nature.
In other words, it is equivalent to Ye Chui turning this keyboard into a mid-level magic weapon.
After the curly fat man appeared, he seemed to feel a little confused. He looked around with a puzzled look on his face. He scratched the curly hair on his head with his hand, raised his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and then looked at Ye Chui and smiled.
Hehe said: "Nice to meet you."
"..." I'm sorry. Why does this guy greet you as if he's an acquaintance as soon as he appears?
"Do you know who you are?" Ye Chui asked.
"Me?" The curly-haired fat man scratched his hair again, "My name is the fat man from the Wu family. I am an online novel writer."
"Fat Man of the Wu Family?" Ye Chui was stunned. What is this name? He continued to ask, "Fat Man of the Wu Family is just your pen name, right? Where is your original name?"
"My name is Fat Man of the Wu family. What's the original name?"
"do not you remember?"
Ye Chui was stunned for a moment, and then he figured out: "You are made of resentment, and your resentment is due to your unwillingness to come from the identity of an online novel writer, so now you have condensed into a weapon spirit, completely
Just because you were originally an online novel writer, it can be explained that you don’t remember your original name and life.”
The fat man from the Wu family in front of me is completely a fat man from the Wu family, and he is a complete online novel writer.
"Online novels... It just so happens that I plan to create a virtual entertainment circle. This fat man from the Wu family can help me a lot. Since he has left resentment because of the novel, he will definitely have the talent in this area. Let him write the novel and then
It wouldn’t be bad to use the virtual entertainment industry to adapt it into movies, TV series, movies or something like that!”
With this thought in his mind, Ye Chui walked around the fat man of the Wu family, still a little surprised in his heart.
"I clearly felt a strong resentment from those breaths of creation, but I didn't expect that after it was condensed and formed, it would look so kind... Well, I understand, his resentment only came from online novels, and it had no impact on me."
Ye Chui nodded and continued to ask: "Tell me about your affairs. How much do you remember about your own affairs?"
"My business?" The fat man from the Wu family looked thoughtful, and sat down on the sofa next to him, looking around, "Do you have any wine and cigarettes?"
"What are you doing?"
"Telling life stories while drinking and smoking makes it more interesting."
"...You, a ghost, drink that kind of wine and smoke what kind of cigarettes?" Ye Chui rolled his eyes, "Hurry up and tell your story."
"Okay then." The fat man from the Wu family showed a helpless expression, sighed, and began to tell, "I was born in a weather with heavy snow..."
"Stop it." Ye Chui felt a little headache. This fat man felt like he deserved a beating. "There's no need to tell you your birth story. Just tell me what novels you have written."
"I have written a total of twenty-seven novels." The fat man from the Wu family said with a proud look on his face.
Ye Chui's eyes lit up: "Really? Then you must have made a lot of money before."
"That's not true..." The fat man from the Wu family shook his head sadly.
"Why?"
"I finished twenty-four of the twenty-seven novels, and barely finished two of them. However, I completely failed and my grades were a mess..."
Ye Chui wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Is there any remaining book?"
"The results of that one are quite good." The fat man of the Wu family said with emotion. "It's really hard work and hard work, and finally succeeded. This book is very popular. Maybe I can use it to become a god."
"Then have you become a god?"
"No."
"Why?"
"I died halfway through writing."
"...Um, okay." Ye Chui rubbed his eyebrows and continued to ask, "Can you tell me how you failed?"
"I have a vivid memory of the situation at that time. At that time, I happened to write a super climactic plot. I was completely high. I sat in front of the computer and wrote for more than ten hours. During this period, I only went to the toilet a few times.
He sat motionless on the stool and wrote 30,000 words in a row, updating ten chapters, breaking my previous record of coding." The fat man from the Wu family told the story in an emotional voice, and his expression suddenly changed. "But right here.
At that time, I suddenly felt dizzy..."
Ye Chui was completely attracted, and he showed a somewhat sad expression.
Internet novel writers are really hard-working. This fat man from the Wu family must have been exhausted mentally and physically after updating continuously for so long before he passed away.
Seeing the fat man from the Wu family who was so excited that he couldn't continue talking, Ye Chui continued: "Did you pass away at that time?"
"No." The fat man from the Wu family looked at Ye Chui and said.
"...Then why do you feel dizzy?"
"Think about it, I sat in front of the computer typing for more than ten hours. I only went to the toilet a few times and didn't eat anything. My stomach was already hungry. Can you bear it?"
"...So, you feel dizzy because you are hungry?"
"That's right."
"...Then how did you die?"
"I went out to buy instant noodles because I was hungry. But I accidentally got into a car accident and was killed."
"..."
Ye Chui suddenly had the urge to curse.
Damn it, that’s what happened!
Ye Chui wiped his sweat and continued: "You are now a magic weapon. I believe in your ability to create stories. Now I am developing a magic weapon called virtual entertainment circle. In the future, you can work for me and continue writing novels.
?”
This fat man from the Wu family was resentful because of novels. He was born for novels and would probably like to continue writing.
Sure enough, after hearing Ye Chui's words, the fat man of the Wu family became serious for a moment. He looked at Ye Chui and said, "I was reborn as an online novel writer, so... can I be an actor?"
Ye Chui almost fell to the ground.
Damn it, what kind of logic is this?
"Can't……"
"What about the director? I like the unspoken rules the most."
"There is no such thing as unspoken rules in our virtual entertainment industry..."
"Then become a screenwriter."
"You should write first and then talk about other things."
"Oh, okay..." The fat man from the Wu family nodded, "Can you connect the keyboard to the computer? I want to write a novel."
"Is this the beginning..."
Ye Chui connected the keyboard to the wealthy machine next to him with a speechless expression.
A strange expression flashed across the face of the fat man from the Wu family, and he rushed to the computer, and the keyboard began to crackle.
The figure of this fat man from the Wu family is completely condensed by the power of the heart and the breath of creation.
Therefore, unless he is a cultivator, others cannot see his figure at all. They can only see the keyboard that his supernatural being is typing away.
Ye Chui sighed slightly: "It seems that he is really obsessed with online novels. He started coding without stopping, which is touching..."
Suddenly, Ye Chui's emotion stopped.
He sweated profusely and stared at the screen in front of him: "Brother Fatty, if I guess correctly, you are browsing pornographic websites..."
The fat man from the Wu family turned to look at Ye Chui with contempt: "I'm looking for inspiration, do you understand?"
"..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
ps: I felt a little inappropriate after writing this chapter. Maybe some people will use the topic to play on it, so I want to say something here. Regarding the role of the Wu family fat man as an online novel writer, it is just a plot requirement. He is a cannon veteran.
It is a character that has been conceived a long time ago. There is no reflection or satire, so don’t think too much about it. Moreover, the fat man of the Wu family is also a real street writer. Those who know more about cannons should know who the fat man of the Wu family is.
~~I will definitely not be angry if I write about him like this in the novel~~~~Guess who the fat man of the Wu family is~~Finally, I’d like to ask for a recommendation vote. I haven’t asked for it for a long time. Look, it’s been more than a month in a row.
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