and then an hour,

two hours,

Three hours....

It was getting dark outside in the Magic City. Yota, who had been squatting on a chair and felt his legs were a little numb, secretly glanced at Fangran's position for an unknown number of times and found that he had turned over and changed sides.

He also reached out and grabbed the potato chips that he hadn't finished yet for some reason.

After thinking about it, Yota felt that he should say something after being silent for such a long time. After an hour of mental preparation, he finally decided to ask, 'Fangran, are you hungry?'...

"Hmm....Ah~~~"

Seeing Fangran stretch and sit up, and then licked the potato chip residue at the corner of his mouth, he smacked his lips and said as if he was thinking:

"Emmm... How should I put it? The writing is quite immature, and the beginning is also a failure. The pace of plot development is slow, and it is filled with a lyrical atmosphere of literary youth. There are too many descriptions in many places, which are very uncomfortable at first glance.

Written by a mature and pure newcomer,"

"The most fatal reason why no one has read your book and why it won't be signed is that what you wrote is not a serious fantasy web article at all. There is no leveling up of monsters or pretense. What you write are all pictures of your imagination. The world

, does not meet the market demand, that’s why it is so miserable.”

Jotta stared at him blankly, watching Fangran sigh helplessly, his eyes reflecting the light and shadow he had written half of the screen.

"Let me tell you, few people read books for the same pursuits as you, especially fantasy categories. Most people just do it for fun, relaxation, and entertainment. This is the market demand. I have a friend who also writes books. He

Tell me, while writing the stories you want to write, you are very lucky to have readers who can prevent you from being so miserable and even achieve some success. But obviously you don't have such luck with this book.

."

But when it came to this, Fangran paused as he looked at the 'You have seen the latest chapter' icon displayed on the tablet in his hand.

"But I quite like it."

After hearing Fangran's last words, Jota, who had been in a daze since just now, looked at him,

Suddenly clear liquid dripped from his face.

"Hey, hey, what I said is so cruel, you won't cry for me, will you?!"

"Ah... no, it's just... the first time... the first time someone told me what they thought after reading it, I was so... so excited!"

Seeing the tears falling silently, Fang Ran, who was instantly panicked, immediately started to scramble, but Jota came back to his senses and quickly wiped them away without paying attention. His eyes were filled with unprecedented brilliance, and he looked at Fang Ran eagerly.

He said inarticulately.

"That! Fangran, can you say it again! Say your comment just now again... let me record it!"

Fangran (；￣д￣) um...

Not only does your child have communication difficulties and like to press the switch on his own wounds, but he also likes to self-abuse?

So he patted Jotta on the shoulder with a sincere tone. Thinking that a boy wanted to record his words gave him goosebumps, so the elder looked at him kindly and said:

"I said, Yota, let's stay at home, but we can't have this weird habit. And you see, I have given you valuable advice. In return, should you tell me about another problem child in our bureau?

where?"

Fangran was stunned by Fangran's nonsense, and Jota, who subconsciously considered himself a problem child, looked at him blankly and answered:

"Are you going to Sister Chengzi's place...Then you can use the simple jump-space teleport that I put in the corner of the living room and given by Sister Ye Sheng, and jump through the main night station to get there."

When he heard this, Fangran complained expressionlessly.

"If you have such a convenient method, why do you need me to fly over to you?"

"Well...because I'm afraid that everyone in the bureau will come to arrest me, I usually keep it closed..."

Fang Ran: emmm....

Can you be more of a homebody...

"Compared to that, Fangran, how can you..."

"Okay, I don't have to worry about the money to buy air tickets. Thank God. Let's get ready to go."

"ah?"

Jota, who was originally eager and mixed with joy, wanted Fang Ran to say it again so that he could record it. When Fang Ran interrupted him helplessly, he froze in his chair.

us...?

"Wait, I don't..."

The moment he realized the meaning of Fang Ran's words, he was just about to hug the back of the seat tightly. The moment he relied on the special seat belt that was reinforced and fixed to the ground and could never be opened without a password to resist,

I felt my whole body become light, and I was floating without gravity. The next second, I was bundled into a dumpling by a ball of darkness and was carried by Fang Ran on his shoulders.

Eh!?

When I looked down in confusion, I found that my specially made seat belt had melted and broken at some point.

"Yoshi! The capture is complete, Pipita, let's go!"

"No! Wait a minute! Fangran! I'm not going! I haven't finished writing today's update yet! Put me down quickly!"
Chapter completed!