The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Since she didn't have to think so much anymore, Shen Wenjiao naturally acted according to her own ideas. The ending of "Four Doors" was whatever she wanted.

Not only did they drive the Demon Cult, which had almost successfully invaded, back to their homeland, they also chased into their lair and wreaked havoc, giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Shen Wenjiao stopped writing, leaving a suspense in the end. After driving away the foreign enemies, the Jianghu people and the imperial court who cooperated with Jin Cheng in dealing with the evil sect finally tore off their harmonious masks and confronted each other. As for who will be the final winner, it is up to the readers to see their own opinions.

Anyway, several protagonists in Shen Wenjiao's works who were once valued by the court had their credit taken away from them later, and they became disheartened and resigned from their posts and retired from the world.

In fact, Shen Wenjiao had already planted the hook in the text when she described the underworld people composed mainly of ordinary people and the class-stratified court.

For example, the court officials' condescending attitude towards the common people, disregarding the lives of innocent villagers in order to investigate specific matters, etc. After the evil cult that caused bloodshed in the country was driven away, the lives of ordinary people seemed to be better, but in the face of layers of exploitation and taxation, these did not seem to change.

Such a suspenseful ending is much better than the timid happy ending at the beginning.

"This looks much more comfortable~" Jian Xingzhi sincerely prefers this ending. Although there will inevitably be disputes later, he feels happy!

This way, it will be coherent and smooth from beginning to end.

"What are you worried about? After we drive away those beasts, the two parties will definitely decide the winner. But now it seems that we have a greater chance of winning, don't we?" Jian Xingzhi felt more confident when he thought of the news he had recently received from the outside world.

"He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. People always hope that their lives can be better. We will definitely get the final victory." Shen Wenjiao nodded and said in agreement.

Although she occasionally heard netizens complain about the unhappiness in life before she traveled through time, when her grandparents told stories, they always felt that life was better now. It was not only because of the improvement of technology and living standards, but also because of the peace of mind of living in a stable and peaceful environment.

After Shen Wenjiao traveled through time, she didn't react for a long time. At that time in the Republic of China, the word "official" had two mouths. No one came in if there was anything. Once people had any problems, they rarely went to the police to solve them unless they had no choice. It was useless to go, and they might even be blackmailed for money.

The police during the Republic of China period served as tools for the government or foreigners in power to oppress the people. They were in a lowly position and were discriminated against and feared.

These low-ranking patrolmen would bow and scrape in front of the elegantly dressed dignitaries, but they were particularly cruel and greedy when facing ordinary people who were not as good as them.

But Shen Wenjiao, who traveled from the future, was taught from childhood that if there is any problem, go to the police uncle, and the people's soldiers are no joke. But now the military and police are real bandits!

Regardless of what Jian Xingzhi thought, Editor Chen had a rather complicated expression when he saw the final outcome. "Feng, no, Ms. Shen. What you mean by this is~"

Editor Chen looked around and didn't say what was in his mind. Some things were not suitable to be said in this busy coffee shop. However, probably because he was too entangled, he couldn't help but pry a little.

"This fight won't end! Just watch..."

Editor Chen's expression was very eye-catching, and he pointed at the red roses in the flower arrangement on the table and said something meaningful.

Editor Chen was originally a newspaper man. Nowadays, most newspapers in Shanghai are controlled by those in power, and some news is true or false, which is very confusing. In his opinion, Shen Wenjiao, who knows many bigwigs now, should know some accurate news from outside.

Shen Wenjiao took a sip of the fragrant milk tea. She had finally finished the manuscript, but she didn't dare drink coffee in the afternoon in case she couldn't sleep at night.

Shen Wenjiao nodded, and thinking of the good cooperation with Editor Chen over the years, she added a sentence.

"Yes, they treat us ordinary people better!"

Editor Chen couldn't help but nod his head after hearing this, and said with a sincere sigh, "That's true~"

Qin Hui has three friends! Editor Chen, a native of Shanghai, was successfully misled by Shen Wenjiao's particularly confident attitude. In his opinion, Shen Wenjiao must have received accurate information, and the situation outside must be very friendly to the Red Army.

Oh, the situation is about to become clear, he has to inform his relatives and friends to pay attention to everything! Don't take the wrong path at this critical moment, don't be so short-sighted as to stand on the wrong side for a few melons or dates.

Shen Wenjiao didn't know that she was just expressing her feelings for a moment, but she successfully won over a large group of relatively neutral intellectuals to the organization on the eve of dawn.

Oh, this is such a pleasant surprise.

"By the way, this one is over. I guess I need to take a break for a while."

Writing "Four Doors" made Shen Wenjiao exhausted both physically and mentally. This kind of long serial is really too exhausting.

Editor Chen immediately became conflicted, as if he had grasped the essence of Sichuan face-changing.

"Ms. Shen, don't rest for too long! The concession is very lively right now, with new things happening every day. If you don't make any progress for a long time, you will be suppressed by the authors behind you."

Editor Chen was not exaggerating when he said this. While the war was raging outside, the concession was becoming more and more prosperous with the influx of a large number of wealthy people and ordinary people fleeing the war.

What Shen Wenjiao felt most clearly was that the number of film studios in the concession had increased several times in the past few years. Agent Qi would sigh and complain all the time, saying that the competition was fierce, there were too many competitors, and publicity work was difficult.

"I haven't stopped either. Editor Chen, you know me. Agent Qi has been asking for more and more promotional materials and praising articles for the movie. I'm almost sick of writing lately."

Of course, it goes without saying that they were also very generous in collecting money.

Shen Wenjiao wanted to roll her eyes to show her anger towards Manager Qi, but unfortunately, they were all respectable people in the coffee shop, talking and chatting in a low voice. Forget it, she had to manage her expression well, otherwise she would lose face.

"Besides, I write biographies for some big guys from time to time! I'm very busy, really, okay."

When Shen Wenjiao said this, she was about to shed tears of sympathy for herself. This was not even counting the work she occasionally did to help Jian Xingzhi organize information and develop photos!

Her workload nowadays is almost catching up with the 996 work schedule. Didn’t you see that she has been staying at home for a long time since she got married? She has turned down many harmless and worthless invitations to banquets.

"Haha, you've worked hard! It's good to take a break, but don't rest for too long!" Editor Chen was particularly worried and thought, what if Miss Shen gets pregnant and has a baby in the future and has no free time?

Editor Chen knows that after several female authors had children, they focused most of their attention on their families and children. Their spiritual energy disappeared and they stopped writing.

It would be such a pity if Miss Shen were like this in the future.