Chapter 1424 The Author's Voice

Meng Changkong watched Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan disappear at the end of his sight, and stretched his body deeply.

With a slight snap of his fingers, the dining car shattered like foam.

When the created illusion is indistinguishable from reality, that illusion is reality.

True or false is not just talk.

Meng Changkong took out the magic phone from his pocket, and the screen lit up.

"Magic phone, still without the slightest spiritual power, how do you do it..."

Meng Changkong looked at the magic phone over and over again, but in the end he didn't come to a conclusion.

. However, he didn't bother much about this issue, and quickly focused his attention on the only icon on the screen.

Perceiving Meng Changkong's gaze, the page of the application store opened automatically, and various applications were displayed in front of his eyes.

Luo Chuan didn't teach him how to use the magic phone.

The quality and intelligence of the magic phone are here, no matter how much you use it, you don't have to worry about damage.

But Meng Zhangkong didn't know this, and was carefully looking at the applications in the app store.

"How is this thing used, I forgot to ask the boss just now, it should be downloaded first..."

"What's going on with these ten spirit crystals? Where can I pay for these ten spirit crystals..."

Meng Changkong's muttering voices kept appearing, and it seemed that he could talk to himself even if there was no one to listen to.

Fortunately, this place is relatively remote, and it is not too early to see pedestrians on the road, only a few street lamps barely illuminate the street.

Meng Changkong held a magic mobile phone and circled constantly under a street lamp...

When I returned to Xuefeng Pavilion slowly, the sky was full of stars, and the Xuefeng trees planted on both sides of the road reflected a faint glow under the light and moonlight.

quite pretty.

But after watching it for so long, Luo Chuan is almost used to it.

Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan walked into the hall, and the noisy voice instantly drowned them like a tide.

"Did the boss have a good time out?" Yao Ziyue came over with a smile.

"What are you playing? It's just dinner." Luo Chuan sat heavily on the sofa, he was already tired after walking so far.

Yao Ziyue blinked, judging from her expression, she probably didn't believe Luo Chuan's words very much.

"What are you thinking?" Yao Ziyan reached out and knocked Yao Ziyue's head, "I found some ingredients by the way."

Yao Ziyue covered her head, and when she heard the "ingredients", she suddenly became energetic: "It's definitely not easy to be seen by my sister and the boss, I will eat it then!"

"Okay, okay." Yao Ziyan waved her hand, "I'm going to write something, don't bother me."

"I know, I know." Yao Ziyue ran away like when she came.

Looking at Yao Ziyue who was successfully sent away, Yao Ziyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, she was really not very good at dealing with the situation just now.

"Write something?" Luo Chuan saw Yao Ziyan taking out his magic phone.

"Yeah." Yao Ziyan nodded, "I've asked for leave for so long, I feel like if I don't write again, I'm afraid I'll be completely out of shape."

Writing a novel is like this. It’s okay to take a day or two off occasionally. If you start writing again every ten days and a half months, it will take at least several days to find your original state.

Luo Chuan is very experienced in this.

"Yes." Luo Chuan nodded, suddenly thinking of the conversation with Yao Ziyan a few days ago, "By the way, how do you think about the plot?"

"No idea." Yao Ziyan sighed sullenly, "It seems that you can only write your daily routine as the boss said, maybe you can find a breakthrough point."

Luo Chuan tore open a bag of potato chips and ate it.

Yao Ziyan's expression became a little hesitant, she glanced at Luo Chuan, and decided to say what she thought: "But I always feel that this is fooling readers..."

Luo Chuan seemed to smile, and handed the potato chips to Yao Ziyan: "Ziyan, have you heard of aesthetic fatigue?"

"Aesthetic fatigue? What do you mean?" Yao Ziyan asked suspiciously after taking the potato chips.

"To put it simply, if you read something for a long time, it will lose its freshness, and of course the same is true of novels." Luo Chuan sighed, "Just like this book, because too many readers have abandoned it every day, although the author has no outline , but the worldview setting for this book is very grand!"

Luo Chuan was a little excited, biting the potato chips in his mouth with a "click" sound.

Yao Ziyan: "...Boss, we are talking about aesthetic fatigue."

"Yes." Luo Chuan felt a lot more comfortable after complaining, "Readers of novels also have aesthetic fatigue, long-term enthusiasm or daily life are not desirable, the two must complement each other, even if the theme of the book is daily life, the protagonist cannot be the same. Write down all three meals a day, right?"

"Boss, you seem to have gone too far..." Yao Ziyan ate a potato chip and smiled, "But I almost understand what you mean, boss."

"Actually, I think you can take a longer leave." Luo Chuan said.

"Huh?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan suspiciously.

"Writing every day must be written, that is to add what you write to the manuscript, in case you need it." Luo Chuan taught Yao Ziyan his experience.

Yao Ziyan was stunned: "Uh, it sounds like a good idea, boss, are you caring about me?"

"Of course." Luo Chuan replied as a matter of course.

Yao Ziyan's face turned slightly red, and she opened the magic phone:

"I'm going to write something."

Xie Mengwu and Anweiya sat on the seats of the holographic equipment. Although they were wearing helmets, their attention was not in the virtual world at all.

He was secretly looking at Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan not far away.

"Were they like this before?" Xie Mengwu asked in a low voice.

Anweiya thought about it seriously: "When I just arrived at the Origin Mall, the relationship between the boss and Yao Ziyan was almost like this, that is, the two of them didn't talk about it."

"Interesting." Xie Mengwu suddenly found something, and opened his eyes slightly, "Blushing blushing... tsk, why did you start looking at the magic phone?"

"What are you looking forward to?" Anvia said with a little humor.

"Don't say it, of course... Cough, forget it, it's nothing." Xie Mengwu coughed softly, and Luo Chuan also retracted his gaze in time.

He just noticed that someone was secretly looking at him, so he just glanced at it casually.

Anweiya snorted, obviously not believing Xie Mengwu's words.

"Actually, I'm curious about something." Xie Mengwu said suddenly.

. "What's the matter?" Anweiya was about to start playing the game.

"Is the relationship between your dragon races similar to that of humans in Tianlan Continent? There are also family partners or something?" Xie Mengwu's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Well, almost." Anweiya nodded.

"What about you, Anweiya?" Xie Mengwu smiled, "Do you like... dragon?"

Anweiya's cheeks suddenly turned red: "How is it possible, I haven't even passed the coming of age ceremony..."