Chapter 2092: The necessity of depositing the manuscript

"What story is the boss writing?"

An Nuo sat next to Yao Ziyan, holding his chin watching a certain boss who turned into a codeword machine not far away, but finally failed to restrain his curiosity and asked in a low voice.

"Um... the story of a detective."

Yao Ziyan held the cup of water and took a sip, the warm water mist hit her face, and everything in her sight became hazy.

"Detective, is the kind of task that accepts commissions, and then finds the truth of the matter through clues that ordinary people can't perceive?"

"more or less."

Yao Ziyan felt that Luo Chuan had written the book "Holmes" because he had considered the situation of coming to the world of Koror, so he could be accepted without changing his worldview.

He clearly said that he didn't care about these things... Yao Ziyan felt that Luo Chuan seemed to have developed a habit of fond of fooling her.

That's disgusting.

Thinking of this, Yao Ziyan couldn't help but roll his eyes to Luochuan.

Luo Chuan, as a ruthless codeword machine, paused slightly. If he could see the puzzled look in his eyes from the front of him, he probably didn't quite understand what the sudden sense of crisis was just now.

"impressive!"

An Nuo naturally didn't know what Yao Ziyan's psychological activity was at this moment, and directly let out a small exclaim.

"Awesome?" Yao Ziyan didn't quite understand Anno's way of describing it.

"Yes, it's amazing." Anno nodded naturally. "I also like to read that kind of reasoning novels. The plots in them can always progress in unexpected places. Anyway, I absolutely can't think of it. Even if the author gives I would never think of it with sufficient prompts."

Speaking of this, Anno paused slightly, should be organizing the language in his heart.

"The boss can write this type of story, in my opinion, it is very powerful!"

The elf girl also nodded quite surely.

"Well, I think so too." Yao Ziyan was successfully persuaded by Anno's words, or that she had such an idea.

In her mind, Luochuan is no different from the pronoun of omnipotence. It seems that any problem can be easily solved. It is just a little salted fish on weekdays. Recently, she said that she has begun to believe in energy-saving life.

To put it simply, "do not do superfluous things, and keep things simple when necessary."

To be honest, Yao Ziyan really doesn't understand the meaning of it...

But since Luo Chuan likes it, then just let him go. It's like Luo Chuan never interferes with her personal life on weekdays, so naturally she will not interfere with Luo Chuan's decision.

"Nah, Ziyan."

"Um?"

"Is there anything published about the boss's story?"

Anno successfully attracted interest, and she was very curious about the story written by Luo Chuan.

"Well...to be precise, many people have read it." Yao Ziyan felt that Xiang Anno could reveal some information in this regard, anyway, she would know it sooner or later, "but it's not the way you think it is in specific books. Release... By the way, do you remember the communication magic that Luo Chuan said before?"

Yao Ziyan suddenly changed her voice and asked another question that seemed insignificant.

"Of course I remember." Anno nodded, "You told me that you can directly connect tens of thousands of people. I was surprised for a long time...Wait, the story written by the boss is not published on this, right? Those users of magic are his readers?"

An Nuo opened her eyes slightly, and she felt that she should have guessed the truth.

"Almost." Yao Ziyan drank the hot water just poured, "Update a fixed number of words every day for readers to watch."

"But I haven't seen the boss write much lately." Anno looked back at Luo Chuan subconsciously. The latter was still cracking on the keyboard, in a state of deaf ears, completely immersed in things outside the window. In the world of fiction, the eyebrows are tightened thinking about the plot, and occasionally stretched out.

As an author, the most important thing is to put yourself into the plot, incarnate the characters in the novel, and experience the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the characters.

For this reason, it is easy for some authors to lose control of the plot's direction in the later stage.

For example, in the setting, it should be the general plot of exploring the secrets and treasures, because the recklessness triggers a series of events, but the setting of the character is an extremely stable character. At least three pieces of things must be prepared, one for use and the other. Spare, a spare spare.

If you force it to follow the original setting, it will be completely collapsed. It is impossible to do such a reckless thing with the protagonist's character, and it will bring a strong sense of tearing to the reader.

...

Cough, pull it away, get back to business.

"Because there is a manuscript." Yao Ziyan explained a fact with a smile.

"Huh?" Anno was stunned.

"As a work that needs to be updated every day, it is a very bad behavior. If Luochuan hasn't saved the manuscript, how could he not code words every day." Yao Ziyan also looked back at Luochuan, "As for now... The probability is that the archive is about to bottom out and a sense of crisis is sensed."

Anno was thoughtful, and suddenly poked Yao Ziyan's arm: "Then what about you, have you stopped writing now?"

Yao Ziyan told her just now that she is also an author, but after getting along for so long, Anok has never seen a code word in Yao Ziyan.

"Well..." Yao Ziyan put down the cup, put his finger against his lips and gave a reply, "Maybe it's because I save more manuscripts."

"...Huh?!" Anno exclaimed.

"Of course I lied to you." Yao Ziyan laughed, "I also write when I go back to my room every night, because it's relatively quiet there and the tavern is too noisy."

"Legend! I will definitely make a legend this time!"

"Meet the anger of the train king!"

"Busen, don't you have a job tonight, why are you still in the Hearthstone Tavern?"

"..."

Xu was to confirm Yao Ziyan's words, and the dwarf's unique loud voices penetrated into his ears very penetratingly.

"Look, that's it." Yao Ziyan sighed softly.

When she was in Origin Mall, she actually often held magical phone code behind the counter. However, Origin Mall was still much quieter than Hearthstone Tavern. After all, there were no customers yelling like this. Everyone still pays attention to their own impact.

But Hearthstone Tavern is different. In the City of Steel, the noisy tavern has basically formed a special cultural atmosphere.

If loud noises are forbidden in the tavern, it's a fart tavern.

That's pretty much the dwarf's view.

"It seems to be too." Anno nodded in favor. In her opinion, creation really requires a quiet environment, just like reading a book. In fact, she also prefers to be alone in the room, as well as being able to stay unaffected at the counter. Reading is purely because of habituation for a long time.