A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 39 How can you understand how I feel?

There are actually quite a lot of people looking for Jiang Hai these days.

There are editors who urge manuscripts to be submitted.

There were class committee members who urged him to hand in the screenshots of the Youth University Study.

Some book friends found his contact information in the forum group.

I also want to make friends with fellow authors like Jiang Hai.

So many people came to look for him at the same time. He is not an octopus with eight arms. How could he possibly reply to so much information?

Although he was a little slow in replying to messages, Jiang Hai remained polite and decisively chose to quit after finishing the game. Then he began to reply to the messages on QQ that he had not had time to process.

The first person to contact him was the editor [Yang Shuman]. Ever since Jiang Hai ranked in the top 100 of the Star Glory Ranking, his editor [Yang Shuman] has been asking about his well-being almost every day.
From morning to night, I was sending messages to Jiang Hai, calling it timely communication.

But Jiang Hai knew that the reason why she was so attentive was because
She's just afraid that her performance will be affected if she stops updating.

After learning that the editor [Yang Shuman] wanted to come to the school to visit him, Jiang Hai decisively refused:
[I appreciate your kindness, but we are all very busy. If you have anything to say, just talk online. There is no need to meet offline for everything. ]

After replying to [Yang Shuman], Jiang Hai started to check other messages in QQ and found that most of the people who sent him messages were readers who got his contact information from somewhere. The main ideas of the messages were similar, which were roughly similar to
"Why did you write Bai Qi to die? How could you be so cruel?"

"You have a heart of stone! How dare you make our sister Nan suffer so much?"

"Author, don't you have a heart? Sister Nan is already so miserable, why did you want to write Bai Qi to death?"

"On a rainy night, return Wu'an Jun to me."

In fact, there is a huge difference in thinking between readers and authors.

For example, a character in a book.
You created its character very well, with flesh and blood, successfully making people remember it and even fall in love with it, but then you backhanded it and stabbed it -

Write it to death!
At this time, many readers couldn't understand what was going on, and came to denounce the author in indignation:
“Why did you write it to death????”

"Why are you so cruel???"

For readers, this operation is indeed difficult to understand, but for authors.
Would it have caused such a big response if I hadn't written it to death?

How could it impress you so much if I didn't write it to death?

It is not the author's purpose to write the character to death. The author's purpose is -

It is to make this character remembered by readers!
So, in order to achieve this goal, some characters in the book must die!

For example, Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an.
Looking at the readers who were filled with righteous indignation and grief, and wanted to rush up to denounce me.

Jiang Hai had a blank expression on his face, and there was no ripple in his heart. He even felt like laughing a little:

"I completely understand how you feel, but this is the frustration that the protagonist must go through, and I can't do anything about it."

at this point--

I have already written the person dead. He is completely dead, and the grass on his grave is eight feet high.

What's the use of you disliking me and denouncing me at this time?
He was writing a historical article, not a supernatural article. He couldn't imitate some great writers who killed one character and then came up with another one.

"Resurrection, my love!"

What would happen if Wu Anjun was really resurrected?
Historical articles are instantly replaced by thriller articles
"The butcher Bai Qi leads millions of ghosts to revive, and the Qin ghost general reappears in the world. In this life, he is bound to lead millions of ghosts, pacify the world, and take back everything that belongs to him."

If he really wrote like this, even if he wasn't hacked to death by readers, he would probably be poisoned to death by fans who died of poison, right?

Looking at the message box, there are a lot of readers accusing me of being "heartless", "vicious", and "unworthy of being an author".
Jiang Hai stretched and yawned:
“It’s really boring.”

I glanced at the time and it was almost two in the morning.

Fatty and Chu Tianjiao had already gone to bed and were snoring after playing games.

"Click——" Jiang Hai lit a cigarette in the dark and slid the mouse tiredly, flipping through other messages in QQ.

Suddenly, he saw the messages sent to him by an author with the pen name [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon in the Sky]:
"Master Yuye, are you there?"

"Master Yuye, are you available now?" "Master Yuye, I have a few questions for you."

"The Great God of Rainy Night."

To be honest, a lot of people have sent messages to Jiang Hai these days.

However, even if you do not reply to the message, you can still send it to 99+ netizens.

This is the first time I have seen Jiang Hai.

This [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon in the Sky] was so proactive, but Jiang Hai was busy playing games and didn't reply to a single message.

Look at it this way.
Doesn't that make him seem a bit impolite?

With a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Hai replied to the chat with [The Moon Under the Sea is the Moon Above the Sky]:
【Here I am. 】

【If you have any questions, please tell me.】

Although I have already replied.

But the person on the other side seemed to have gone offline, and the gray anime female avatar didn’t move at all.

Today, I was indeed too tired. I went to class in the morning, came back in the afternoon and played games all afternoon, which lasted until the evening.

Such a high-intensity activity trajectory is difficult for even a 19-year-old body to resist.

I don't want the other party to reply to any messages.

Jiang Hai decisively logged off and quit QQ.

"Puff--" Jiang Hai put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and turned his head to look at Yang Wei who was sleeping soundly.

Actually, Yang Wei is a pretty good person.

Apart from some minor flaws like being a little fat, a little lustful, a bit of a bootlicker, not handsome, having poor grades, being lazy and gluttonous, and a daydreamer.

Other than that, he really has no shortcomings.

"Delicious." Yang Wei slept on a bed covered with One Piece figurines, smacking his lips and talking in his sleep, "It looks good. It's so white."

"Let me touch it."

I don’t know what Yang Wei dreamed about, he was so excited late at night.

Jiang Hai tiptoed to Yang Wei's bedside and whispered in his ear:
"Fatty, Fatty, are you asleep?"

Feeling someone calling him in the middle of the night, the fat man opened his eyes in confusion:

"What are you doing?"

"It's okay." Jiang Hai smiled at the fat man, "I just wanted to see if you slept."

"It's good that you're asleep. Go on sleeping. I won't disturb you."

"Good night."

So you woke me up in the middle of the night just to make sure I was asleep?
So you woke me up in the middle of the night just to say goodnight to me???

For a moment, the fat man's mentality collapsed.

I still remember just now,
Fatty in a dream.

With my left hand holding the pure queen, and my right hand holding the sweet school beauty, it turns out that those unattainable goddesses are trying to please me in my dreams.
Just when he was getting into the swing of things and was planning to pick up his gun and go into battle to kill him.

结果
Was he woken up directly by Jiang Hai?
When I think back to my beautiful dream being disturbed by the river and the sea.

Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the entire men's dormitory:
"Jiang Hai, my passionate horse."

(End of this chapter)