Thriller Paradise Chapter 832: OK
August will end, but the heat of midsummer is still going on.
The climate in S city is full of malice. The winter here is extremely cold, and the summer is breathlessly hot.
Of course, for Jue, who stays in an air-conditioned room for a long time and rarely goes out, these seem to have nothing to do with him...
In the recent past, Feng Bujue has gradually become more involved in life besides being busy in games. After all, there is an uninvited "roommate" at home, so many living habits will naturally change.
In addition, the creation of his novel "Nightmare Two Sides" has also entered the final stage. As a person who is almost pathologically paranoid about his works... Every time before the completion of a long-form work, Jue will fall into an extremely slow and tangled creative state; chapters that can be written in one hour in the past have reached this stage... …Maybe you have to write one day.
Every time at this time, he would think of (the first-generation prophet in "Evil Force", who records the experience of the two protagonists as a novelist) that line at the end of the fifth season of SPN-the ending, is the most hard. As long as there is a keyboard, even a monkey can type the beginning. But the end... not so. You always want to do everything in the last moments, but you can never satisfy everyone. Fans will be dissatisfied anyway, and find some unfilled pits, but since it is the end, you should be fearless and write down what you really want to write.
Feng Bujue was deeply impressed by this passage, but... the fan who is most persistent about his works, who is as critical, mean and insatiable as " "... is himself.
A creator who is extremely narcissistic and has perfectionism tends to fall into a state of "self-torture" in an endless loop. Many times, such people don’t really care about others’ opinions, they are often driven crazy by themselves...
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Papa Papa...
On the morning of September 3rd, Feng Bujue was sitting in front of the computer and quickly typing on the keyboard.
His face is dark and his fingertips are flying; he looks at the screen, wandering beyond the sky.
Finally, after hours of concentrated attention. He let out a long sigh of relief...
"Huh—" Feng Bujue saved the document, stretched his waist, picked up the cold cup of coffee by the computer desk, and stood up while drinking.
"Puff..." As soon as he turned around, he sprayed the coffee from his mouth back into the cup.
"Hey...Head, are you so disgusting?" Xiao Ling, who was eating snacks on the sofa, immediately looked at Brother Jue with a look of disgust.
"Never mind..." Ruo Yu said coldly, "At least he didn't spray directly on the ground or someone's face."
At this time. Feng Bujue looked around and found that Ruo Yu, Xiao Ling, Xiao Tan, Bao Qing, and An Yueqin were all sitting on the sofa in the living room, talking and laughing at the home theater. Inferring from the number of various drinks and melon peels and husks on the coffee table... they have been here for at least an hour.
"When did you come in?" Brother Jue was shocked, "Why didn't I notice at all?"
"It's the self-transfer of the earth, you are distracted." Ruoyu immediately replied blankly.
I have to say that this slot is very level. However, among the "people" present, only she, Brother Jue, and Arthas on the side could get the smile of this sentence.
"Haha..." Feng Bujue was rarely choked. He responded with a smile without a smile, and then joined the ranks of friends, "I seem to remember... today is'Rotten Movie Marathon Day', right?"
"Yes, we have all finished watching one." Xiao sighed back.
"Speaking..." Brother Jue continued, "This was originally a gathering for our three brothers, but how come this number of people has increased..."
"Huh?" In the next second, Ruoyu cast a sharp gaze.
"I'm here to accompany my boyfriend. Can't it?" Xiao Ling grabbed Xiao sigh's arm, looked at Brother Jue with stern eyes, and said angrily.
"I'm here to remind the manuscript, do you have any comments?" An Yueqin also replied with a similarly threatening expression.
After hearing this, Feng Bujue hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Ruoyu, Xiaoling and Miss An, and said three phrases: "Oh, OK. No comments..."
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For the next dozen minutes, Feng Bujue seemed a little absent-minded.
He is not unhappy, he just can't help but start thinking about life...
Five months ago, he was still living a day and night, irregular life. Disordered biological clock, poor eating habits, lack of exercise, unknown and abandoned "disease" and so on... What is pieced together is a man who faces extremely negative life.
And today, five months later, Feng Bujue leads an early to bed, early to rise, and healthy life... There is a cat in his home, and a woman that he cares a lot about; in both virtual and reality In this world, his social circle has expanded more than tenfold; another of his best friends. It seems that he is about to step into the siege of marriage; his understanding of the supernatural world has also made a qualitative leap in both theory and practice...
When I looked back...Feng Bujue realized that he had changed. His gloomy tone of life seems to have added a few other colors, and he is also drowned and immersed in the hustle and bustle in front of him...
Mind here. He surprisingly discovered that this real world is not so "boring", "boring", "desperate and disgusting". Because the world itself does not contain any emotionalism.
Disgusting, or loving life... has always been just a subjective choice and experience of human beings. If there is really any objective suffering in this world, it is also caused by the mutual influence between people.
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It was near dusk, and everyone had already left.
In the room, only Feng Bujue and Li Ruoyu were left.
At 6:30, Brother Jue made three dishes and one soup, and Ruoyu also cleaned up the house.
They sat across from the table and dine in the afterglow of the sunset.
Same as usual~IndoMTL.com~ Both of them seldom talked when they ate, they just ate silently.
"Hmm..." Suddenly, Feng Bujue put down his chopsticks, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "I want to ask you something."
"Say." Ruoyu didn't realize what the other party was asking her, so she just responded casually.
"Can you...try...and see me." Feng Bujue asked the other party a question in a difficult tone.
At this moment, the expression on Li Ruoyu's face and the movement of his hands froze at the same time.
Next, there was a silence of nearly twenty seconds.
These twenty seconds, to Feng Bujue, feel like a lifetime...
Twenty seconds later, she raised her eyes to look at him, maintaining her usual calm and coldness, and gave a short answer: "Yes." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome. Starting point () to vote for recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)