I write novels in Liyue

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She still remembers that in her past life, her initial motivation for embarking on the path of writing was simply to be able to get up freely and allocate her time as she pleased.

Of course, I later discovered that there is no free time to allocate for writing. It is a year-round job, and even when I'm not writing, I still need to think about the plot.

I'm losing hair every day.

As for waking up freely.

That's true.

However, because of this, her daily routine became a complete mess, and due to poor sleep, her health was in a state of sub-optimal condition for many years...

Having finally gained genuine freedom and rest in this lifetime, I naturally need to take a good rest.

"You're welcome. After all, I'm also looking forward to your new book."

Beidou sat down at the table and said.

"I will do my best."

Fang Qiu nodded.

After a moment of silence, seeing that Beidou showed no sign of leaving, Fang Qiu could only put on her pajamas under the watchful eyes of the three women.

Because I had to wear pajamas, I had to put them aside and put them on one by one.

Therefore, a multiple-choice question arises.

Should I put on the top first, or the bottom first...?

This question is comparable to Shakespeare's question of to be or not to be.

After some internal deliberation, Fang Qiu decided to put on her pants first.

Fang Qiu quickly put on her pajamas, her face burning hot.

Just as she was about to crawl into bed, she discovered that Sister Beidou had somehow prepared the ink for her.

The paper was also pressed under the paperweight.

Under Beidou's silent gaze and the smile playing on her lips, Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated.

Sister Beidou wasn't worried about her having any unexpected needs; she clearly came to urge her to update the chapter with paper and pen...

Is this also a punishment...?

After a moment of silence, Fang Qiu sighed inwardly and walked to his desk to sit down.

What should we do then?

Let me write it down.

I happened to have gone back to the ship to rest for a while this afternoon, so I still have some energy.

Fang Qiu glanced at the blank paper in front of her and gently closed her eyes.

Quiet.

Inside the room, the flames crackled and popped.

Outside the cabin, a gentle evening breeze caressed the boat, and waves softly lapped against its hull.

After meditating for a while, Fang Qiu opened his eyes, picked up a pen, and wrote the title of the new chapter on the paper.

The Hunters of Sky City.

In Fang Qiu's writing, Rita's narration slowly appeared on the page.

In the short span of four months following the collapse, survivors fled everywhere, seeking refuge.

Sky City, a technological metropolis built by humans in China, became their refuge.

Two days ago, someone spotted the Herrscher of the Void in Sky City.

Destiny and Anti-Entropy launched their actions simultaneously.

The story begins with a conversation between Rita and Bishop Otto Apocalypse.

Meanwhile, Theresa and Mei from Anti-Entropy also rushed to Sky City.

Seeing that Fang Qiu had already started writing, Bei Dou smiled with satisfaction.

Hu Tao picked up a feather to tease Ting Yu, but Ting Yu ignored her completely, lay down on the edge of the bed, and closed her eyes.

"You don't like it?"

Hu Tao muttered to herself.

Shen He sat cross-legged on the bed and began his cultivation.

Time passed slowly like this.

By the time Fang Qiu felt tired and put down her pen, Sister Beidou had already left sometime earlier.

Hu Tao and Ting Yu both fell asleep on the bed.

Shen He was sitting to the side, meditating.

Fang Qiu stretched, bound the completed manuscript, and returned to bed.

Hearing a slight noise in the room, Shen He opened his eyes.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"I'm waiting for you."

Shen He looked into Fang Qiu's eyes and said.

"Oh, okay, then let's go to sleep quickly."

Fang Qiu glanced at Hu Tao, who was sleeping soundly on the bed with a faint smile on her lips, and said with a smile.

"Ah."

Shen He nodded gently, then stopped meditating and lay down with Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu has exhausted a great deal of energy writing the book; she has already drained all her remaining energy.

As soon as I lay down, a strong feeling of sleepiness washed over me.

The three of them and the cat fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 496 Shocking Change

Two days later.

dusk.

Inside the cabin, the lights were burning brightly, illuminating the entire space.

Fang Qiu was sitting at his desk, writing a book with complete concentration.

After a long while.

"Well……"

After finishing a short scene, Fang Qiu put down his pen, stretched vigorously, and felt a refreshing sensation as his body relaxed. He couldn't help but let out a shout.

"I've finally finished writing this part."

Fang Qiu let out a long sigh of relief.

She had been feeling tired and wanted to rest for half an hour, but a part of the story in the book had just reached a climax.

If you don't finish writing in time, your emotional state will be interrupted when you try to write again, and the result will be much less impressive.

So, she had no choice but to write for another half hour to finish the story before stopping.

This is essentially the same principle as breaking a chapter.

Generally, when ending a chapter, one chooses to end it before the emotional outburst, rather than during the emotional outburst.

Ending a chapter before the emotional outburst raises the reader's anticipation for the next chapter.

However, if the climax is interrupted, not only will the emotions built up be broken, but the smoothness of reading will also be affected, the viewing experience will plummet, the climax will come to an abrupt end, and the reader's blood pressure will soar.

Perhaps readers will directly become horse hunters.

They gave the author a good dressing down.

Deleting the book after criticizing it is still considered relatively mild.

The fear is that after the readers finish venting, they still won't feel satisfied and will go to the earlier chapters with explicit content to report them one by one, and then the book will be deleted.

Fortunately, Teyvat does not have a reporting function.

May the world be free of censorship.

Otherwise, if she wanted to write "Grand Blue" anonymously later, no matter how she wanted to be nude, it wouldn't pass the censorship.

But how do I remain anonymous?

Or, once Tingyu transforms into human form, let her submit her work?

It's a good idea.

Anyway, it was Tingyu who died.

"Speaking of which, isn't it almost dinnertime?"

Fang Qiu touched her flat stomach and muttered to herself.

Shen He was called away by Yun Jin.

They have a pretty good relationship.

So only she and Hu Tao were left in the room.