Chapter 065 On the way with a knife
"This is too fucking messed up! This kid looks like me!"
"I suspect there are rats in this house... Holy shit, there really are!"
Just as this netizen was typing on the keyboard, he saw the live broadcast screen.
A mouse came out from the corner of the bed and quickly dived into the takeaway box.
My scalp suddenly felt numb.
"I haven't seen any rats since I moved to the city."
"To be honest, I used to raise mice when I was a kid, but later my mother found out..."
"Excuse me, what happened upstairs later?"
“…”
Just as the netizens were chatting, a slightly plump young man opened the bedroom door and walked in.
He was wearing a loose white T-shirt, baggy black shorts, and a pair of flip-flops.
It's really comfortable and relaxed.
"I just don't update when I have time, ah~ just for fun!"
Question marks popped up in the live broadcast room, "Update? What update? What does he do?"
Inside the house.
Yang Siming stretched his waist, then lay on the bed and crossed his legs.
Holding the novel "Soothing" in his hand, he read it leisurely.
After watching for a while, the phone rang.
Yang Siming opened it and saw that it was the readers in the novel group who were tagging him again, urging him to update.
"Busy shitting."
After replying casually, he picked up the novel again, and crossed his legs from time to time.
Ding~Ding~The phone messages keep ringing.
Yang Siming's mood for reading suddenly disappeared. He opened his phone and found that those guys were urging him to update again.
"Hey~ God, please forgive me~"
He finally got up, walked slowly to the desk and turned on the computer.
When I turned on the computer, I couldn’t help but open my phone and took a look. I opened an author group.
【Vegetable Author Group】
Qingqincai Gaoyuan: My income has fallen below three thousand again. There is no hope.
Fruit Candy: Boss, you’re awesome. I write 10,000 words a day and it only costs 2,000 RMB.
I am a failure: I am not bragging, except me, everyone in the group is a big shot.
Fruit Candy: @扑街, you are joking, how is the car you just bought two days ago?
I am a puddle: It’s just average, it’s just like that when sitting, no feeling.
Yimengtianya: The year is already halfway over, we need to work harder. I wouldn’t dare go back home to give out New Year’s money unless I have hundreds of thousands of dollars.
…
"Oh my god! These big guys are in Versailles again!"
Yang Siming snorted.
Thinking of his pitiful income, he turned off his phone angrily.
"Who wouldn't be able to update 10,000 words a day?"
"If I had that much money, I would update 20,000 a day!"
Then open the coding software and enter the document page.
He placed his hands on the keyboard and took a deep breath.
Be prepared.
The next moment, the two hands began to knock around like tentacle monsters.
The posture is like playing the piano.
But he plays the piano with elegance and grace.
He's like he's having epilepsy.
His fingers were typing frantically, and his expression changed as the plot progressed.
Sometimes it looks ferocious, sometimes it looks like a hehehe, and sometimes it looks like a roar.
When he was writing something exciting, he would stomp his feet to keep the beat.
"Charge! We won't die! Launch your divine power!"
"Charge forward, demons! Activate your armor!"
“…”
The viewers in the live broadcast room were so stunned that they even forgot to eat the melons at hand.
“Is this writing a novel?”
"I don't know whether he wrote a novel or not, but I know there must be a war going on in his mind."
"Are all authors like this when they write novels? Is there any author who can verify it? I want to confirm whether I should notify the hospital or not."
"Ahem, I do write, but I 'm not usually like this, really."
"Since the anchor is here...should we call 120?"
The netizens looked around the room, but they really couldn't figure out how he would die.
He looks to be in his twenties or thirties, still very young.
He was the only one in the room, and there were no dangerous items.
Looking at the pile of garbage in the corner, some netizens made some guesses.
"Could he have been fumigated to death?"
At this moment, the keyboard sound in the live broadcast room suddenly stopped.
At the desk.
Yang Siming stretched and moved his wrists.
He returned to his lazy look.
"It's useless for me to update 10,000 chapters a day. Three chapters will be enough."
His books have always been lukewarm, and no matter how many chapters there are, it makes no difference.
"Upload one chapter first hehehe..."
Yang Siming was uploading the chapters while grinning.
"I won't , let's see what you guys can do!"
After the upload was successful, he opened the [Gods and Demons] reader group and tagged all members.
"Dads, it's updated, come and watch, today's plot is very exciting!"
The group members quickly bubbled up.
Qing Qing Zi Jin: The dog author finally updated!
Xiangyuan's Snow Golem: Okay, I'll go right away!
The God King Lan Yi who loves to eat sugar: I have been waiting for a whole day, and you finally updated!
After responding in the group, the readers opened the novel website.
Click in and take a look.
The story happens to be about the most exciting moment of the battle between gods and demons.
The gods and demons fought each other over the survival of the two worlds.
The scene is grand and the various skills are very domineering.
The protagonist is about to appear on the stage, killing everyone and shocking the demons.
They were so excited, but when they turned back...
Gone?
That's it?
You only update one chapter after waiting for a day?
A bunch of readers returned to the reader group, and the atmosphere went wild.
Qingqing Zijin: Does the dog author no longer want to be a human being? (提刀.jpg)
The Blue Yi God King who loves to eat candy: That's it? Who are you fooling? Send me the rest!
Bunny is delicious: Don’t be so mean, the boss is working hard too, we just need to block the door and ask him to update eight or ten chapters.
…
Yang Siming didn't take the message in the readers' group seriously.
He smiled and said, "You guys can go slowly..."
He lay down on the bed, leisurely ordered some takeout, and started watching a TV series.
He was sitting with his legs crossed leisurely.
“Fuck, another stupid author who delays updating?!”
There are many viewers who like to read novels in the live broadcast room.
After seeing all these scenes, how could you not understand?
Almost everyone who reads novels has felt the pain of a broken chapter.
Whenever I see the most exciting part, when I am about to get excited, or when the mastermind is about to be revealed...
It's gone!
But those authors always get stuck at the most critical point, causing the readers to get stuck there as well.
Can't go up, can't come down.
Don't even mention how uncomfortable it is.
Almost no one who has read the novel doesn't want to send razor blades to the author!
"Hurry up, you bastard! My 40-meter-long sword is ready!"
"That day I drank ten bowls of Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge, Mengpo shouted: Enough, what else can't you forget?! I was stunned: I still can't forget it, he didn't update that day!"
"The upstairs is awesome, what happened next?"
"Then I came back with a knife in hand to urge for more updates (dog head)."
"This author really deserves a beating. If I were following his books, I would have come to his door long ago!"
Amidst the various jokes from netizens , there was a knock on the door in the live broadcast room.
Dongdong——
Dongdong——
Yang Siming, who was lying on the bed, jumped up and ran to open the door.
Seeing this scene, netizens began to speculate.
“Wouldn’t it be a scene where blood would be seen as soon as the door was opened?”
"Burglary?"
…
