After a burst of darkness, Xia Yu saw the desk that was still a little unfamiliar.

Wen Ziying is still in her hometown in the countryside.

On the table, there was a stack of manuscript paper, and only the four words "Lost Road" were written on the manuscript paper.

This should be the title of the novel.

"What kind of story are you going to write?" Xia Yu asked.

He thought that what Wen Ziying was going to write was a love story she was good at, but Wen Ziying's answer was beyond his expectations.

Wen Ziying said: "Five people took a shortcut and found that they couldn't walk out of the road no matter how they walked. They entered the woods next to them and wanted to pass directly, but were attacked by monsters again."

"Thriller novel?" Xia Yu was surprised.

"Yeah." Wen Ziying's tone was calm, not like a joke.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yu asked: "The male and female protagonists who were originally on the verge of breaking up have deepened their relationship through layers of disasters, and finally successfully escaped and returned to the story?"

This is a very routine plot, but most best-selling novels and best-selling movies are like this.

"It's in front, it's not in the back." Wen Ziying laughed twice, "The two couples slowly got back together, but they were all dead."

Wen Ziying continued, with excitement in her words: "I will write a little hidden, write a couple who only cares about each other and a couple with a spirit of fraternity, and then write a single man."

Xia Yu thought about it for a while and guessed Wen Ziying's meaning.

Sure enough, what Wen Ziying said was similar to what he thought.

Wen Ziying said: "At the beginning of the story, readers will think that I am writing about the theme of mutual understanding, and two couples will definitely survive. In the middle of the story, a couple who only loves each other dies. Readers will think that I am writing about the theme of fraternity, and the couple who loves fraternity will definitely survive. But in the end, fraternity also dies because of the sympathy monster, and only ordinary single men survive! "

"Although it feels great from the author's perspective, it seems a bit abusive as a reader." Xia Yu tactfully reminded Wen Ziying that writing like this may fail.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm happy." Wen Ziying didn't seem to care at all, but Xia Yu sensed some panic from the girl.

It seems that she still cares about the sales of books. After all, she became so sad after being briefly mentioned by a reader last time.

Wen Ziying had nothing else to do, Xia Yu stood up, walked casually, looking at the scenery around him.

It is almost four o'clock in the afternoon now, the sun has long since disappeared from the warmth of noon, and the countryside is even colder.

When Xia Yu was thinking about whether he could make a fire in the woods behind him, Wen Ziying said to him: "Can you go to the city and get me something?"

"Yes." Xia Yu agreed easily, worried about what he should do.

I took the bus to the city and took another taxi. When Xia Yu arrived at Wen Ziying's original residence, it was completely dark.

Take out money from Wen Ziying's pocket to pay, Xia Yu got out of the car and walked into the building.

When she opened the door, Xia Yu took out a stack of manuscript paper from the drawer under Wen Ziying's instructions.

Xia Yu glanced at it. It was the novel manuscript of the gangster and the noble warden before. It seemed that although Wen Ziying was stubborn, she was still honestly preparing to use this love story.

He was so kind of looking through it, and Xia Yu found that there were many more plots written.

"When did you write it?" Xia Yu was surprised. Unless Wen Ziying used her time on this novel when she was rushing for manuscripts before, she would not have time to write it.

After all, she is in the countryside these days.

Wen Ziying's voice did not come for a long time. Xia Yu took his attention back from the manuscript paper and sensed Wen Ziying's emotions.

Wen Ziying...is a little scared at this time?

I just said that I was fine when I took the manuscript paper, but why did I suddenly become frightened?

After looking at the desk, Xia Yu saw the blue letter paper. It was probably the one who sent a letter saying that the novel was not good, which made Wen Ziying so depressed that she hid in the countryside. The previous letter from the pen pal.

Before Xia Yu was about to ask, Wen Ziying's mood returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yu didn't ask directly. Wen Ziying didn't know that he could feel her emotions.

"Nothing." Wen Ziying's words were also a little depressed.

Sure enough, there are some problems.

Before, Xia Yu felt that Wen Ziying was too damn about hiding in the countryside because of that little thing. Although it is normal for a writer to have a lot of mental pressure, her ability to withstand pressure is not ordinary.

He recalled the information he had entrusted Yu Ningmeng to get from Wen Ziying's former neighbors.

In the information, neighbors said that sometimes they would hear faint crying.

The clue of crying can point to various problems, such as poverty, weakness, stupidity, etc. Xia Yu has no way to judge valuable things.

Could it be that Wen Ziying is a perfectionist, and her mentality will be unbalanced if she is scolded a little?

Xia Yu was guessing boredly, while putting the manuscript paper in the folder and leaving the room.

When he arrived downstairs, he was about to reach out to stop the taxi when he suddenly heard Wen Ziying say, "The one who came to your right was the one who sent me Bao Huijia's letter last time. Be careful."

The TV series "White Bird" failed, Bao Huijia pushed her blame to Wen Ziying, and Xia Yu later helped her clarify. Before the clarification, Wen Ziying received a letter of accusation.

Xia Yu guessed at that time that the letter was written by Wen Ziying's neighbor, but now it seems that it is indeed.

Looking at the man who was walking towards him quickly, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying, "What's the situation?"

"Then he sent me another letter and caught him." Wen Ziying explained, "He did not apologize, but felt that I used the influence of the industry and pushed everything to Bao Huijia. What Bao Huijia said was true."

Hearing this, Xia Yu looked at the man who came over carefully. This guy had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he didn't expect that he was still a brainless fan.

The man soon came to Xia Yu and stopped.

He didn't say anything, but just stopped Xia Yu and stared at Xia Yu.

Wen Ziying's body is shorter than a man, so if Xia Yu wants to look at each other without being at a disadvantage, he has to raise his head, which is very troublesome.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Yu asked impatiently.

"Do you have nothing to say to Bao Huijia?" the man asked with confidence.

"I have nothing to say about Bao Huijia, but I have it for you." Xia Yu replied.

The man was a little surprised and curious, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He held his hands, straightened his waist, and looked down at Xia Yu: "What?"

"Sand sculpture." Xia Yu replied with a smile.

"What?" The man couldn't believe his ears.

"The sand sculpture without ears." Xia Yu provoked again.
Chapter completed!