"I'm going to fight again! It's the end of your mother's world, so you can't let Lao Tzu get up!"

In the sunny study, Yang Zhengwei looked at the dismal results of the homepage of his serialized novels, and was already a little speechless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he was in college, he became obsessed with reading novels, so much so that he almost didn't graduate from college.

Later, he finally got a diploma, and his family also helped him get a civil service and work in the local cultural bureau. As a result, when he was strict in the second year, he was discovered by the leader when he was writing a novel at work, and he was directly punished, and he was also notified of criticism.

In fact, according to the situation at that time, the leader was already very face-saving. If he is punished strictly, it is not too much to let him go home directly.

But Yang Zhengwei is a twisted temper, he can't stand a little grievance, thinking that Lao Tzu just goes to work to write novels, you will punish me, then you are an old immortal who eats and drinks with public funds, Hu Tianhe is at the bottom of the sea, and the third grandmother is finished playing with the fourth grandmother, why don't you punish yourself!

This is really "only state officials are allowed to prostitute themselves, and the people are not allowed to watch films." ”

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Yang Zhengwei wrote his resignation letter overnight, and the next day he went to the unit to make a big fuss, counting all kinds of disciplinary violations of the leader, and threw the resignation letter on his face, and the angry old leader in his fifties almost turned his back on his anger!

Yang Zhengwei knew that he was doing a lot of trouble, after all, he was a civil servant, a state official, not an ordinary factory employee, and he was responsible for everything he said and did. His leadership is a real power class, not an upstart.

However, in these years, it is not the old society, he is so troublesome, it is estimated that the leader himself is in a commotion, and he may not be able to keep the official skin, even if the background is hard enough, it is still in trouble, but there is no need to be afraid of retaliation.

Besides, he has a bit of leg strength at home, so he is not as in awe of officials as ordinary bosses.

This thing is done, at most, it is ugly on his file, leaving a small stain, and his future career is worrying, and he will not even want to embark on a career for the rest of his life.

Yang Zhengwei, who was determined to become a god of the Internet at that time, didn't think about that at all!

Since then, he has been immersed in creation, and in five years, he has written more than a dozen novels, the long ones are three or four million words, and the short eunuchs are not mentioned.

He basically updates more than 10,000 times a day, and looks at what he writes is not much worse than those so-called gods, and he is stunned that no novel has more than one million hits!

Hard, how can you get the word hard.

Although Yang Zhengwei's parents are both civil servants and have good social security, there is no shortage of relatives on his mother's side who have made a fortune in business, and several cousins and sisters have also achieved successful careers.

But Yang Zhengwei, who doesn't have much pressure in life, still feels aggrieved, especially his failure at this time, which highlights the ridiculousness of his impulsive move five years ago!

However, regret it?

How can you regret it!

In this life, there will always be many choices, and some people will be annoyed when they look back and feel that they were wrong.

Even if some people pay a heavy price for their choices, they will bear everything with a smile and die without repentance!

Yang Zhengwei couldn't laugh, but he was the kind of person who didn't repent.

Even if he is wrong, he will not admit it, believing that he will one day prove himself right.

Moreover, he knew that his failure was not because he chose the wrong path, but because the path he chose was more rugged and difficult than he imagined.

He didn't do anything wrong, and even if he did, he was definitely not at that moment, at that moment!

There are many reasons why the novel is not popular, not necessarily because the work is not good. In Yang Zhengwei's own mind, the lack of readers in his works may be precisely because his imagination is too rich, and the things he writes are unbridled and difficult for people to read! However, modern Internet culture tends to be straightforward and simple, after all, many people read novels just to relax, and they have never thought about reading the essence.

It's not that Yang Zhengwei doesn't understand the necessity of commercial creation, but he is too self-conscious, and every time he suddenly realizes it, he still only writes what he wants to write, not what readers want to see, and only writes what he thinks is interesting, without considering the reading and receptivity of most readers.

He would rather go to the abyss step by step with that little dream, rather than ignite it for the sake of temporary success, let the dream burn, and illuminate the way of money!

So, he pounced!

"Everyone should have their own dreams, their own delusions!"

"And that's my dream, my hope!"

Yang Zhengwei looked at the computer screen and smiled, what others saw was just an unsuccessful novel, but he could feel that a living world was about to move and leap out!

Thunderclap!

Thunder suddenly sounded in the distance, dark clouds blocked the sunlight at some point, and the whole city was plunged into darkness.

Yang Zhengwei was taken aback, and suddenly thought of some nonsense that sounded like he had seen on the Internet before.

"Uh, could it be that there is really a monster invasion, the end of the world?"

Yang Zhengwei looked at the oppressive thunderclouds in the distance, amused by his thoughts. He didn't believe much of the gossip.

But for some reason, at this time, his heart was pounding, as if something terrible was about to happen!

Whew!!

A sharp sound pierced the sky, and in the distance, a huge figure resembling a pterodactyl flew quickly in the direction where he was!

Woo-la-la-woo!!

Only then did the piercing air defense sirens begin to sound!

Yang Zhengwei looked at the monster that looked like a flying dragon, but was ten times larger than a normal dinosaur, and pounced on the residential building where he was!

"It's over?!"

Yang Zhengwei's eyes widened, he didn't expect that those rumors turned out to be true, and when he witnessed all this, he was greeted directly by death!

He tried to find a way out of the non-existent monster, but he couldn't do anything in the face of that terrible monster!

Yang Zhengwei didn't hide under the table like an ostrich, because he knew very well that the monster that was still fluttering its wings thousands of kilometers away, and the wind was almost about to blow the glass wall, once it really hit the residential building where he was, he would be dead wherever he hid!

However, there are so many houses here, why does it want to stare at his house!

How could Yang Zhengwei ever think that he could see things thousands of kilometers away so clearly, and even know the other party's movements in advance?

He hadn't thought about it, because his mind was about to stagnate!

And yet he didn't want to die!

His life has just begun, he still has a bright future, he hasn't had time to prove his worth yet, he hasn't even found a wife yet, how can he die!

Rumble!!!

The roaring voice spread, and Yang Zhengwei stared ahead in horror!

The window in front of him was trembling, and under the violent air waves, the double-layer vacuum glass known as bulletproof was already covered with fine cracks, spreading like a spider web, maybe it would burst open in the next moment!

Even so, he has been pushed to the cusp of the storm, but Yang Zhengwei still can't take his eyes off it, and he can't even wait to stare out his eyes!

Outside the window, about five hundred meters away, the monster with its huge wings spread out and seemed to be able to cover the sky, which had been blocked by a golden-armored warrior!

The golden-armored warrior was covered in crimson flames, the flames condensed into the shape of a plane tree, and the fire phoenixes rose and fell from the tree, forming a beautiful picture composed of pure flames!

"Syca, Sycamore!"

"Oriental God of War Aoi ??!"

Yang Zhengwei was dumbfounded, looking at the fictional characters in his pen, and suddenly appeared like this, blocking the monster that almost killed him, and fighting together.

He had only one idea at this time, and that was ridiculous!

Then, he began to be overwhelmed!

The aftermath of the battle destroyed the surrounding buildings, Yang Zhengwei did not find it, only the residential building where he was located, although it had been trembling, as if it might fall down at any time, but it seemed to be supported by an invisible force, and it stood still!

At first, it wasn't very conspicuous, but when all the surrounding buildings collapsed, it suddenly stood out from the crowd!

Both Sycamore and the monster noticed the special building, but at this time, both sides had already fought to the white-hot stage, and Sycamore was still pressed down, where was there time to be distracted!

Standing in front of the window, through the dense cracks, Yang Zhengwei, who had basically regained his senses, looked even more anxious than Sycamore!

"How could it be! How could it be! In my novel, Wu Kui is an immortal-level powerhouse, and his combat power can rank in the top twenty within the Three Realms! Although that monster is terrifying, it should not be able to stop her from striking at will!"

Yang Zhengwei was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

He soon realizes that novels are just novels after all!

No matter why a fictional character of his can come to reality and save him from fire and water, this does not mean that the novel is already equivalent to reality!

Yang Zhengwei was in a hurry there, but Wukui had already been beaten out by the monster, and he was obviously injured!

Yang Zhengwei sighed in his heart, but fortunately, after an instant, the situation changed again!

On the body of the sobble, the vision of the fire tree flamingo appeared again, and when the flames were absorbed by her again, she seemed to recover from her injuries in an instant, and pounced on the strange bird again!

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhengwei was stunned. Soon, the expression on his face changed significantly, and he became very excited, as if he remembered something!

His eyes widened, his hands made a trumpet shape, and he suddenly shouted to the golden-armored warriors outside:

"Sycamore, use the wood spirit fire to ignite the phoenix egg!"

"You're not a wood spirit body! you're actually the reincarnation of a ruined phoenix!"

Yang Zhengwei thought of his setting in the outline, and couldn't help but expose the secret of Wukui's life experience!

He hasn't finished writing that novel yet, and it's currently being serialized. This sycamore is not the protagonist of the novel, but one of the heroines, but it also has a great origin. By the time the finale comes, as the protagonist is seriously injured and dying, Wukui will awaken the power of the world and become one of the strongest in the Three Realms. One of the keys lies in her way of practice, she has been walking on a wrong path, although she is only one step away from the right path!