Beauty Twelve Volumes Modern Chapter [Quick Transmigration]

"Look at what you have been doing these days. Instead of writing novels, you spend every day with those Lily writers, struggling with a setting! If I'm not wrong, these settings are also their ideas for you, right? So, do I need to make my Chaohuang setting public and let others comment on it?" Miao Wu continued, "You figure it out! Before you came, Chaohuang was my own Chaohuang !Never had to explain it to anyone.”

"But now that you have turned it into a magazine, it's no longer just yours." Nangong really worked hard to suppress his anger, "Our banner, now there are so many authors writing for us, they need A clear setting. Moreover, whether it’s writing about romance, about Lily, or even about Tanmei, when we founded the magazine, we advocated 'inclusiveness' and allowed all sexual orientations. Why do you look down on Lily's writers?"

"I didn't say that. I just want you to understand that a novel is called a novel because of the story. To attract readers, we also use stories. This is the most pragmatic idea." Without thinking, Miaowu softened his tone a little, "So don't worry about those settings anymore, as long as the big way is good, there will be conflicts without the sharp eyes of readers. Prolific novels are the kingly way."

Afterwards, the voice was already very soft.

Well, in fact, what she wants to argue now is not a shitty setting issue at all, but--seeing Nangong with those Lily co-authors who know they are crooked, it's great!No!Cool!ah!

Nangong looked at Miaowu, as if he didn't recognize her.

After a long time, she said in a daze, "Have you learned to be so pragmatic?"

I was taken aback.

Like, yes oh.

What I said casually just now is now regarded as evidence of mercenary?

However, as a standard Virgo, she habitually does not explain.

So, I didn't explain anything, I just turned my head away and stopped talking.

If the other party really wants to misunderstand her, it can only be said that she has never seriously understood herself.

There was deathly silence in the bedroom.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Youyou said, "You were not like this before."

Miao Wu was silent, fiddling with the mouse a little irritably.

That night, they did not share the same bed for the first time.

Nangong carried the quilt and pillow and was going to sleep on the sofa.

Miao Wu stopped her and didn't look her in the eyes: "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Nangong slapped her hand away: "This is your home."

Speaking of this, it has already been divided, so I can't talk about it anymore.

Although, Miao Wu really wanted to say: "Although this is my home, you are the subject."

It's only natural to give up the comfortable environment to your wife.

Miao Wu looked at Nangong's thin body curled up on the sofa, felt sad, and reached out to pat her on the shoulder: "Don't be like this, please? It's just a novel..."

"It's just a novel?" Nangong sneered, "Yes, it's just a way for you to make money."

It turned out that Chaohuang Kingdom, in her eyes, was just a novel, a tool to make money.

It turns out that in this life, everything has changed.

Like being stung by a scorpion, Miao Wu froze his hands, with a faint smile on his face: "What did you say?"

It turned out that in her heart, she was actually such a person.

Nangong didn't speak, but buried his head in the quilt.

Miaowu's hand stopped in place for a long, long time.

The next day, Miao Wu went out early and did not wake Nangong up.

On that day, Miao Wu went to the coffee shop to type with a laptop on his back, but it felt like years.

It turns out that without Nangong to accompany the code words, it is so difficult.It's just strange, when I didn't meet Nangong, how did I come here?

She picked up her phone countless times, wanting to call her or send her something, but she still didn't know how to speak.In Nangong's heart, he was already unbearable, so what else could he say?

Miao Wu smiled wryly, unexpectedly, after a mutual acquaintance and love, they would have a rift to this point one day.

There was a slight bitterness in my heart.

Bitterness is bitterness. On the way back after typing, she still didn't forget to buy a piece of Nangong's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.

Carrying sweet and sour pork ribs, ring the doorbell.No one answered.

Press again.Still no answer.

Press it again.Still nobody.

The heart of nothingness gradually sank.The hands holding the sweet and sour spareribs trembled a little.

She comforted herself: She should go out to relax, right?Or, the doorbell is broken.

He took out the key, quickly opened the door, and then scanned the room impatiently, the person was indeed not there.

There is a book conspicuously placed on the table, with a piece of paper under the book.

Her heart sank to rock bottom.

approach.

It was a magazine, the trial issue of their "Chaohuang" magazine.

At the bottom of the book, there are only two simple sentences written on the paper: wine is less than a thousand cups when you meet a bosom friend, and more than half a sentence is not speculative.

The trend of the world, the long-term division must be combined, and the long-term unity must be divided.

But no reader would have imagined that this law would be verified on Miaowu and Nangongtou.Because in the eyes of readers, they have long been connected as one.

However, it happened anyway, to everyone's surprise.

First, Nangong posted a post on the forum, saying that writing Chaohuang was just a mistake, and he was not worthy of joining Chaohuang.All along, nothing more than a self righteous clown.

At that time, readers were still wondering: Are these two playing tricks to an upgraded version?

Then, without showing his face, he rarely let go of his arrogance, made jokes, tried to harmonize the atmosphere, and tried to restore the situation.

Readers all laughed: "Come on, big, let's get rid of your tsundere dog!"Can't drag it into the small black room to solve it.

Then, Nangong didn't buy Miao Wu's account, and didn't give the other party a step face to face: "Miao Wuda, I'm just a fan writer, and I'm also a small lily who writes, how can I be worthy of your respect and face to reply? No Will it waste your precious writing time?"

Miao Wu didn't speak any more.

Readers are a little confused: I am a little angry this time, is my aunt here?

Then, Nangong seemed to hold back but couldn't hold back, turned on the complaining mode, and began to talk about the relationship between the two in a resentful tone.

He has no face at all, and now he is really angry.I feel that no matter what, things that the two of them can solve in private should not be discussed online.

So, in a fit of rage, it was officially stated that the two had disagreements in writing and magazine management ideas, and I am afraid that it is really not suitable for cooperation.

Readers were in an uproar: This...it seems that something went wrong.

For women, such things as tearing and forcing are absolutely contagious.Especially, for Two-dimensional women.

Soon, other invited writers of "Chaohuang" magazine also came after hearing the news.

At first, they still wanted to persuade.

But while persuading and listening, he substituted unconsciously, and gradually developed emotions.

……

In the end, he simply joined the battle group.

A great god like Miaowu is somewhat dark.

And because the basic points of the income bonus are relatively high, he often kills small and transparent writers in the monthly rankings, so he is naturally hated by some writers.So, seeing her accident today, these people are still secretly happy.

It's not too much trouble to watch the excitement after having a good time.

That night, many trumpets were temporarily registered for the fight.

So, the fight got bigger and bigger.

And there are more and more authors jumping into the muddy water and tearing apart.

Even, including co-writers.

In the end, "Chaohuang" magazine announced its dissolution on the spot.

Readers read from the beginning to the end, until the end is completely confused: what's the situation?So... disbanded? !

Being bombarded with a series of true and false grievances, true and false revelations, and finally facing the ending of disbandment, many readers cried anxiously in front of the computer screen...

"Small and big, don't separate!"

"Small and big, don't separate!"

"Small and big, don't separate!"

I don't know who initiated the post, the readers responded to this sentence one by one, frantically swiping the screen...

It was as if they were really a couple and they were really preparing for a divorce.

However, as stubborn as nothing, he still firmly stated that "the words have been spoken, and there is no turning back."

She is an absolute perfectionist and cannot tolerate any imperfection, let alone a relationship.

If it is not pure, she would rather destroy it.

So, in the end, Chaohuang's official website was closed.

However, "Chaohuang" magazine is still in production, but it has split into two, one is the traditional Chaohuang world with no director, and the other is the same-sex Chaohuang opened by Nangong, which specializes in serializing Danmei Lily.

In the end, Miao Wu did not kill them all, and Nangong was not allowed to use the label "Chaohuang" again.

Some readers said that Miaowu must be waiting for Nangong to turn back.

As long as Da Nangong is willing to take the initiative to admit his mistakes, there is still hope.

In the dark house, there was no smell of that person.

Sitting in a daze.

That man ran really fast.As soon as they were disbanded, they ran away, and even didn't even pack their clothes.

But this is also good, occasionally looking at those clothes, it can be regarded as a souvenir.Perhaps, I can also have a thought: What if one day she comes back to get her clothes?

Lowering her head, the custom-made Chaohuang watch on her wrist is still there, and the words "Creator God" are clearly engraved on it, symbolizing her status.However, at this moment, she was so tired, so... embarrassed.

Whether she was admitted to Peking University in one fell swoop when she was studying, or went abroad smoothly for the postgraduate entrance examination, or won a lot of money when she devoted herself to writing, she thought that her life would be smooth and sunny.The teachings of her mother since she was a child, and the experience along the way told her: As long as you work hard, you can succeed.As long as you work hard, the future will be complete.She has never tried to feel like a failure because she has always tried hard.

But this time, she found herself a complete failure.Not only did he lose his clean feathers, but he also lost... that person.

Thinking of that person made her teeth itch with hatred.She is the only one in this world who can defeat herself so easily, right?It's so easy to...transform yourself from a perfect goddess to a clown.

Two lines of tears flowed down the corners of the eyes.She laughed, laughing more bitterly than crying.The self who cherishes feathers so much, tonight, is like a jumping clown, jumping around on his forum for people to watch.

Even, readers will remember tonight for a long time to come.

And this is not the most painful thing for her.What hurt her the most was that the instigator of all this was actually the person she loved the most.

Crying and crying, my eyes gradually blurred, and I fainted.

"Sister." As the door opened, a woman walked in...

In another place, a person also just woke up from a coma.

"Xiao Nan, you're awake." As soon as Nangong opened his eyes, he saw a familiar round face.It's Qingyi.

Qingyi is a pseudonym, one of the co-writers of "Chaohuang", and a writer of Lily.With a face like his heart, and a simple and honest appearance, he is the one who has the best relationship with Nangong among the co-writers.This time Nangong was having trouble with Miaowu, everyone knew it was wise to protect themselves, only Qingyi stood up for Nangong clearly.And after Nangong and Miao Wu broke up, she took Nangong directly.

Seeing Nangong wake up, Qingyi felt relieved: "It's fine if you wake up. I'm so anxious."

Last night, after surfing the Internet at Qingyi's house, Nangong passed out on the spot.

Seeing Qing Yi's anxious and tired face, he knew that she was really anxious.Nangong felt warm in his heart, and was inexplicably moved.Thinking of that person again, I felt a pang of sadness. I never thought that in that person's heart, I was just a fanboy writer who mistakenly took chicken feathers for arrows.If that person had treated themselves half as well as Qingyi, they would not have come to this point... Thinking of this, their eyes became wet again.

Seeing her expression, Qing Yi knew that she was thinking of Miao Wu again, so he quickly comforted her: "Don't think about Miao Wu anymore, just let it pass."

"Who is that? I don't know." Nangong said coldly, looking at the pale ceiling.

"Uh..." Qingyi choked on his words, and laughed for a while, "Okay, okay, I don't know, we don't know this person!"

While talking, she picked up a banana from the bedside table, peeled it off and handed it over: "You've been in a coma for a day and a night, you must be hungry, eat a banana first, and I'll go down and buy you hot porridge."

"En." Nangong took it, took a bite, and a tear flowed into his mouth.

On the other side of memory... That woman once peeled a banana for herself with a smile, and fed it to her mouth: "Come on, darling, eat a banana."

She took a bite, smiled sweetly, but said insincerely: "It's not delicious."

"Oh, bananas don't taste good? What about your fingers?" The woman smiled wickedly.

She jumped up from the bed and threw herself at her.

……

"Okay, okay, eat quickly. People who watch computer screens for a long time eat more bananas." After playing, Miaowu continued to come over to feed her, like coaxing the most precious baby.

This end of memory...

Qingyi looked at Nangong tearfully biting a banana, sighed, exited the room, closed the door gently, and went down to buy porridge.

As time goes by day by day, people seem to gradually forget "Chaohuang" and the story behind Chaohuang.

Chaohuang has been disassembled for a long time.After that turmoil, many co-writers of Chaohuang quit silently, choosing to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.Miao Wu continues to run the "Chaohuang" magazine, but the contributors are no longer old friends, but other newcomers.With the help of Qingyi, Nangong created another magazine called "Chaohuang (Comrade)", which still wrote the stories of Chaohuang, but it was only limited to Danmei and Tongren.Similarly, newcomers were also asked to write manuscripts.

As for the reader, faced with such a situation, I don't know what to say except to sigh.Chaohuang, at first it was Chaohuang who had no one.But after so many authors joined, she is no longer alone.Other people's stories also moved everyone in that mysterious land of female deities.Therefore, readers all know that their dream of Chaohuang has come to an end.

It's an all-lose ending.After that dispute, Chao Huang, no longer Chao Huang.

The only thing that is not recognized seems to be nothing.On the title page of "Chaohuang" magazine, she vowed to write the Chaohuang series to the end and never admit defeat.