Yan Xiaoxi is a second-rate online writer. After reluctantly signing the contract, her works have been lukewarm. This month she was busy taking care of her sick best friend, so she didn't update the word count as she should have, which would be a breach of contract.
Yan Xiaoxi had long regretted signing up for this platform, but regret was of no use and she could only make up for it crazily.
After she updated her posts for 24 hours, she died suddenly at three o'clock in the morning.
Ahhhhhhh, I'm only 24 years old! I don't accept it, I still have a lot of youth to spend.
As if hearing Yan Xiaoxi's thoughts, the system fell from the sky.
"Do you want to survive?" The system pretended to be cold.
"I think about it, brother." Yan Xiaoxi felt that there was still a chance of improvement.
"In view of the misjudgment of the King of Hell, but there is no chance to correct it, I have been specially sent to lead the host to complete the character strategy. Please prepare the host Yan Xiaoxi."
Huh? Misjudgment, then I still have to do the task.
But since it cannot be corrected, I will try my best to complete the task.
"I'm ready."
When she opened her eyes again, she found that she had traveled back in time to a super bloody article about Long Aotianba that she had written.
She became a minor supporting character in his novel who was randomly given a box lunch, and the target of his attack was a beautiful, powerful and tragic villain in his novel who died tragically.
Ah... It's fun, it's so fun, oooooooooooo, I want to live!
Intention: Cherish life and stay up late less