Chapter 550 "Pet King"

Thinker Novel Network

"Squeak!"

After π typed the title, he danced with joy and gave Xinghai a high-five to celebrate, as if he had accomplished a great event.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Zian couldn't sit idly by, "Don't tell me π you want to write a novel about pets?"

"Squeak!"

π nodded, pointed at him, pointed at Xinghai, and pointed at himself, then typed: A novel about pets, about pet shops, about everyone.

Zhang Zian frowned secretly when he heard this, and was deeply worried about the future of this novel. Although he hadn't read a few online novels, his intuition told him that no one would read such a book, after all, people who keep pets spend their days It's too late to walk the cat and walk the dog. How can I have time to read a novel about pets? Most people who don’t own pets are not interested in pets, or even hate pets and hate pets, so they won’t read it. The biggest audience may be people who don’t have time to keep pets, but like pets and stay in the stage of “raising pets in the cloud” people, but how many such readers are there?

The mainstream of online novels is to travel through ancient times or other worlds, upgrade their skills, copy poems, copy books, and pretend to slap their faces. At worst, they should be reborn in the city, making a fortune by taking advantage of the prophetic advantages of the reborn, and dating several or even dozens of people. Women come and go ambiguously... He has never heard of a novel about a pet shop that can become popular.

π wants to write novels to pass the time, he is very happy, but for a novel with such a narrow audience, when it finds that no one reads it after it is written, its emotions will be hit more severely, and it will become more lonely self-enclosed.

Even though he knew this, he couldn't pour cold water on π's excitement, so he forced a smile and said, "Okay, so I'm even going to appear? Then remember to write me handsomely."

"Squeak!"

π grinned and typed: This is a bit difficult...

Zhang Zian: "...I'm just kidding. But, π, when did this story start? Now?"

"Squeak."

π shook his head in denial, and said: Since you just returned to this city last year.

Zhang Zian thought for a while, this kind of words can be a fuss, for example, describe him as a strong man who has practiced for hundreds of years, failed and was reborn. This should arouse readers' interest and expectations, so he said with a smile: "Then Okay, let me tell you about the time before you came to the pet shop... You know Wang Qian and Li Kun who work in the shop, right? They always think that I am a great monk in the golden elixir stage, but it is true ..."

"Squeak!"

π waved his hand nonchalantly to interrupt him, held up the unnamed book to show him, and typed: No, everything that happened in the past can be found in the book.

Zhang Zian: "..." It's okay for me to be an ordinary person in reality, but being written into a novel can't satisfy my YY mentality?

Femas couldn't help interjecting: "Everything that happened in the past is there? Then what happened to me in the world of mental imagery?"

"Squeak!"

Pi nods.

Femas: "..." Can there be some personal... No, it's a dog's privacy? In the future, we must pay attention to the problem of image in the world of mental images.

"Then which website do you plan to post on? I mean, there are many websites that write web articles, where do you want to post them? As the saying goes, men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. The styles of each website seem to be endless. Similarly, the audience for this book is relatively narrow, if you choose the wrong website, the number of people who read it may be even fewer..." Zhang Zian reminded tactfully.

"Squeak!"

π swipe the screen to unlock the tablet, click on a reading app on the screen, and show Zhang Zian to read it.

"Oh, the Qidian Chinese website is the one that I recharged to read books before..." Zhang Zian nodded to show that he knew. He is not familiar with online literature websites, so he can't provide more suggestions, but he heard that this is a very large literature website, so it should be a good choice for π to choose here.

πClick a function button in the app - "become a writer",

He gestured to show Zhang Zian.

"Do you want to upload a photo of your ID card?" Zhang Zian glanced at it, thinking that it's quite troublesome.

"Squeak."

π typed: I am a black householder and I don't have an ID card.

Zhang Zian's cheeks twitched a few times, he didn't know where he learned the word "Heihu"...but it was quite appropriate.

"That is...to use my ID card?" He asked, pointing to his nose.

Pi nods.

Well, it seems that he is really the only one in the pet store who has an ID card. Although he thinks it is not safe to upload a photo of his ID card, he is an ordinary person after all, and there is probably no troublemaker who wants to harm him.

The Internet is a very free space, if all of them write and contribute anonymously, there will definitely be problems, maybe someone from the 1024 main helm will get in...

According to the requirements of the website, Zhang Zian took a photo of his ID card and uploaded it to the background. After passing the identity verification, he was finally able to create works and upload new chapters.

"Squeak!"

π couldn't wait to type the title of Chapter 1 - "Qiyuan Pet Shop", and typed the text: On the vast and magnificent eastern coastline of the motherland, there is a quiet coastal city named Binhai City. It has beautiful scenery, high economic level, slow pace of life, and no large industrial enterprises nearby. It is a good place to live and live...

"Wait a moment!"

Zhang Zian found a very serious problem, so he quickly asked π to stop first, so as not to make more mistakes.

"Squeak?"

π made a questioning gesture.

"What the hell is Binhai City?" Zhang Zian pointed out the problem, "Did you make a mistake? We are not Binhai City here, and there is no city called Binhai City in China, right?"

"Squeak."

π pointed to the notification on the background of the website for Zhang Zian to read.

He stretched his neck, looked at the screen and said: "In order to avoid unnecessary disputes caused by the real information in the content of the work, we suggest that the author try to avoid any real information in the real world in the content of the work, such as administrative geographical names, Names of famous people, names of famous companies, etc... what the hell is this?"

So that's the case, no wonder π used "Binhai City" instead of the real city name, he just thought π made a mistake.

"But the name of this city is too perfunctory, you'd better specify it, so as not to make readers complain." Zhang Zian reminded.

π nodded helplessly, and continued to write: In this city with a perfunctory name, there is a little-known pet shop.

Zhang Zian nodded in satisfaction, but the next sentence made him uneasy again!

"Who is Zhang Zian? Why don't I know this person?" he asked.

π pointed to him, meaning you, and then pointed to the prompt on the backend of the website, specifically asking him to read the words "names of famous people".

Well... I am considered a famous person after making trouble for a long time. I originally planned to act in my true colors and become popular with thousands of girls. Zhang Zi'an felt powerless, but in order to avoid violating the website's regulations because of involving his real name, he had no choice but to accept it. This inexplicable pseudonym.

"What about you, Xinghai, and Feimasi? And Feina, Laocha, Richard, and Snow Lion, will they also use aliases?" He asked again.

π said: No, because we are not human, so we use our real names.

After typing, it deletes the redundant sentence again.

Femas's spirit was lifted immediately, "Great! I really hope that my real name will appear, neither a pseudonym nor a substitute for other dogs."

It's really unfair... Are people not as good as dogs these days? Zhang Zian was still a little tangled in his heart.

As it was written, π got stuck, and my fingers hovered over the keyboard, unable to press it down. It scratched its head, opened the unnamed book and looked it up for a few minutes, then continued typing.

The typing speed of π is very slow. In the past, it was typed according to newspapers, and there were ready-made templates to learn, but now it is original, and Chinese characters are not its mother tongue. It needs to conceive the plot first, and then figure out which Chinese characters to use in its mind , and then type out the Chinese characters.

If the other party were someone else, Zhang Zian would definitely not be interested in watching at such a slow typing speed, but now he is typing π, and what is being written is his own story, so he reads it patiently and occasionally goes downstairs Take care of business.

As each Chinese character jumped out of π's keyboard and appeared on the computer screen, Zhang Zian's memory gradually recovered, as if he was reliving that unforgettable day with π's strokes.

He never told anyone about the details described in π’s pen, and some of them were even forgotten by himself. After all, he experiences life in the subjective first person, while π describes it in the objective third person, as if An invisible camera was suspended beside him, recording all the details in full.

"I had absolutely no dark circles," he points out.

π firmly typed the word "yes", then deleted it, and waved the unnamed book, indicating that the records in the unnamed book would not be wrong.

Zhang Zian was speechless. He knew that he probably had dark circles at the time. He stayed in the hospital for several days without sleep, and then he was exhausted to deal with the funeral. How could he not have dark circles? And it was probably serious, but he couldn't see it himself.

When Little Celery timidly appeared from π's writing, he smiled knowingly, and said, "If this novel is read by that little girl Wang Yaning, I'm afraid I'll become a lolicon... By the way, π, Except for the names of people and places, is everything else true in this novel?"

π thought for a while, and typed: Seven points are solid, three points are empty, just like "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Zhang Zian couldn't help but laugh, the four great works of π are really not in vain.

After finishing the first chapter, the background statistics are 2079 characters, and π clicks upload with satisfaction.

"Pi, take a break."

Zhang Zian suggested that two or three hours have passed since π started writing this chapter.

π obediently jumped off the chair to stretch his body, while he was worried about the fate of this novel——with such a bland beginning, will anyone read it?

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Some readers asked if the novel is almost over?

The answer is that it is still very early, and several important elves have not yet appeared.

Readers who have read this should be able to see that the order of appearance of the elves is not arbitrarily arranged. It is π's turn to appear here, so π appears on the stage, which has nothing to do with the end.

To use an analogy, the process of π writing a novel can be roughly regarded as the process of making a film by Phimas.

Squeak!