What should I do if I swapped bodies with a male god?

"I'll spend my whole life supporting you~

I only hope that you will stop your gaze~

Please give me the power to love and be loved infinitely~

Let me be at ease under the bodhi ~ quiet visualization ~"

Early in the morning, Liu Lian was woken up by the ringing of his own mobile phone. He slowly opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for a long time in a daze, and then slowly recovered.

He scratched the messy hair on his head and fumbled by the pillow for a long time before he found out the phone that had been calling non-stop early in the morning. After pressing the answer button, he let out a weak "Hello".

"Little Liu~ have you woken up~"

Listening to the rough voice of the mobile phone, Liu Lian shivered violently: "No, I didn't get up..."

"Then why don't you hurry up and get up!" Zhuo Zhirou instantly turned into Bailian Steel, and when he heard Liu Lian's sleepy voice, the other end of the phone roared instantly, "Liu Lian is great! The great god of fleeting years! How many days have you not updated! You can count how many days you have not updated! If you don’t update, I will run to your house and die with you before your readers send you blades and bombs!”

Liu Lian, who was still drowsy, woke up in an instant. He cleared his throat: "Ahem, actually there is a reason why I don't update..."

"Reason? What's the reason? It's understandable that the female author can't update for a few days a month. What's the reason for you, a pure man? Don't tell me you're still a big uncle?"

"I watched the sky at night a few days ago, and after doing some calculations, I found that it is not suitable to update in the past few days, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what will happen?" The other end of the phone sneered, "There will be a bloodbath? How many times have you used this excuse! Next time, use a fresher excuse!"

"...Otherwise there will be peach blossom calamity!"

Liu Lian changed his words urgently, almost biting his own tongue.

"Hey, the excuse this time is quite fresh." There was another sneer on the other end of the phone, "but it's useless! I don't care if you are a peach blossom robbery or a chrysanthemum robbery! Anyway, hurry up and give me a smooth roll Go update!"

The phone hangs up.

Liu Lian scratched the messy hair on his head, and reluctantly got up from the bed.

After washing up casually, Liu Lian looked in the mirror, dipped his hands in some water and pressed hard on the raised hair on his head, but as soon as he let go, the hair stood up against the wind again.

Liu Lian had no choice but to go back to the room with her stubborn hair.

He turned on the computer and started his own job - typing on the keyboard, typing, and writing novels.

Liu Lian is a writer with the pseudonym Liu Nian Qianzhong. He is a contracted writer of Jinjiang Novel Network, specializing in writing Danmei martial arts novels.

——Yes, he is a danmei writer, that is, a writer who specializes in romance between men and men.

In the five years since his writing, he has written many classic Tanmei martial arts novels. In the past two years, he has faintly shown signs of becoming a god, and he has countless fans. The rivers and lakes described by him can make people feel like they are on the scene, and make readers feel the feeling of riding horses and singing long songs, and the most rare thing is that, as a male author, his emotional dramas are quite delicate and lingering.

In short, as a Danmei martial arts male writer, Liu Lian has almost no shortcomings in writing. His only shortcoming is his own fault, that is-laziness.

Every month he would be lazy for a few days, and whenever he did, there would be endless wailing from under his text, the sky filled with resentment, and the corpses lay all over the field, it was too horrible to look at.

So Liu Lian's editor had to call him on time every "those few days" of the month to urge him to update, so to speak, coercing, kidnapping, and hanging him all over the place. If Liu Lian was in a good mood, maybe he would agree. But if Liu Lian is in a bad mood, I'm sorry.

But today, Liu Lian happened to be in a good mood.

Liu Lian stayed up all night yesterday, and finally managed to train the number in the game to level [-] - in the game he played, level [-] was the real start of the game, without level [-], even the dungeon could not be downloaded .

As a gamer, a rookie fighting five scumbags, Liu Lian spent several days working hard to grow his account. In order to practice leveling, even the important matter of code words, which is not a job, was left behind by him.

Looking back on the past few days, Liu Lian couldn't help wiping away some sad tears.

However, Liu Lian is a full-time writer, code words are related to life and death, and cutting off is like running out of food. Although he can't wait to enter the game and try the taste of copying for the first time in his life, but thinking about this month's manuscript fee, He gritted his teeth and ran to type.

Although Liu Lian was a handicapped dog in the game, his typing speed was very fast. He spent the whole morning crackling on the keyboard. Not only did he type today's update, but he even finished saving manuscripts for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

In this way, he will be able to enjoy the scumbag games tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Thinking about it, he is a little excited~

After the update, Liu Lian breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was sharpening his sword and preparing to continue the scumbag game, one of the two buttons hanging on the lower right corner of his computer suddenly beeped.

Liu Lian didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after a casual glance, he found that it was his little cousin, so he quickly clicked away.

Lychee Mousse: Durian Melaleuca is big~ I have finished the post-processing of your new song~ Do you still want someone to do PV?Or is it a picture flow as usual?

Durian Melaleuca: Thank you for your hard work. Finding someone to do a PV is too much trouble. Just a picture stream.Is it fun?

Durian Melaleuca: Very fun!I'm level [-] now!

Lychee Mousse: Do you want me, my cousin, to take you and pretend to fly you?

Durian Melaleuca: Let me explore it myself first

After Liu Lian received the audio file sent by his little cousin, he clicked on it and listened.

First there was a crisp and melodious guzheng prelude, and then a warm and clear male voice sang...

This is an ancient song sung by men and women.

After listening to it several times, Liu Lian nodded in satisfaction, and sent a sentence to his little cousin: Your post-production skills are getting better and better.

Lychee Mousse: Hehe~ That’s because Durian Melaleuca Da Dada, you sang very well, and you hardly need to post it. Durian Melaleuca: Don’t call me Da Da...

Lychee Mousse: Mrs. Durian Melaleuca!

Durian Melaleuca: Well, as long as you are happy, I will make the video first. Liu Lian is very helpless to her little cousin. It is good to call her cousin, but she just wants a bite of "Durian Melaleuca Big" and "Durian Thousand Layers". He was called Mrs. "" and "Durian God", but he didn't know whether he was teasing him or teasing him.

... Yes, besides being a martial arts writer, Liu Lian also has another identity, that is, the well-known ancient style of station B - Durian Melaleuca.

In order to cover the vest well, Liu Lian had to apply for two button accounts and two Weibo accounts. At the beginning, he had to figure out his tone based on the character settings of "Fleeting Years" and "Durian Melaleuca". Bo, carefully prevent the serial number.

However, to this day, he has practiced fine points well, and can switch identities to enter the state anytime, anywhere.

But after a long period of concentration, Liu Lian would occasionally feel a strange sense of loss——

Hmph, one or two said they would give birth to a monkey for me, but they couldn't even recognize the monkey's father's vest!

What about true fans? !