It's an infinite flow.
"What kind of ending is this?! Author, I will trample you to death!!" - Tragic news came from a rental house in P City.
The owner of the sad news is named Yan Jie, who is in his twenties this year. I have a bachelor's degree and am an ordinary company employee with nothing to do. A few days ago, I dared to resign because I couldn't stand the 9-to-5 lifestyle and my savings were about the same as the rent.
In this regard, he said euphemistically: "Just settle down and see me return to work next year!"
As a lazy homebody, it is impossible for him to go to work and go out. The only time he has contact with the outside world is when he meets with the delivery boy every day.
He didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and his eyes were fixed on the text in front of him.
Not long ago, he accidentally read a danmei and brainless harem novel called "The Qinghuai Tree Was Trampled by Me". There is no connotation, it is purely written by the author to relieve stress. The protagonist is the three-time No. 1 Boss at the beginning, and the main plot revolves around the male protagonist collecting a harem.
As a txl, Yan Zhao couldn't put it down. Coincidentally, the male protagonist in "The Sophora Sophorae Trampled by Me" has the same name and surname, so he often pretends that he is the male protagonist in it - an earthly immortal with an extraordinary temperament and three thousand handsome men.
As a loyal reader, every time "The Qinghuai Tree Was Trampled by Me" is updated, Yan Jie pounces on it like a wolf, poking holes in every line.
The good times are fleeting, and "Qinghuai was stepped on by me" ushered in its ending.
"Ding dong dong dong dong dong dong——" The bell rang, and Yan Jie immediately exited the game interface, opened "Qinghuai was stepped on by me", and read the final chapter sincerely.
When I opened the cover, I saw five big characters in cursive - "Yan Jie commits suicide, it's over."
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Holy shit!
Yan Zhe looked at these big characters in disbelief, as if they were going to cut out his eyes.
He exited tremblingly, then clicked it again, operating back and forth, and finally couldn't control his shouting————
"**********"
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(Five hundred words are omitted below)
When Yan Zhe felt his mouth dry, things around him began to shake, his chest felt tight, and his head felt heavy.
"I'm really angry." Yan Zhao covered his chest with his left hand and supported the sofa with his right hand. He stood up tremblingly and prepared to get water.
Just when he stood up, Yan Jie felt numb and fainted.
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A ray of bright light shone from the sky, making Yan Jie impatient. He depressedly pulled his hands in an attempt to reach for his phone.
After a while of fumbling to no avail, Yan Jie became even more irritated: "Oh, my phone is dead?!" He had no choice but to open his eyes, only to find that————"Have I traveled through time?"
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High mountains stand tall, gurgling water flows, birds fly by, and the water is calm. By the river, Yan Zhe held his chin, looked at the stream and sighed: "There is no conscience system, no conscience novels."
"Why are you asking me to take a plot that's not in the original work?"
"At the beginning of the novel, he is already an immortal at the age of nineteen, and I actually want to follow a growth path for the male protagonist that is completely absent in the original work?!"
"Are you really free to express yourself? Are you not afraid that I will turn an earthly immortal into an earthly chicken?!"
Motto: The pie is never in vain
