This is a mess! This kid is just like me!
I suspect there are mice in this room. Holy crap, there really are!
Just as this viewer was typing, they saw in the live stream footage.
A mouse emerged from the corner of the bed and zipped into the takeout box.
Their scalp immediately tingled.
I haven't seen a mouse since I moved to the city.
To be honest, I even raised mice when I was a kid, and then my mom found out.
What happened to the person upstairs?
While the viewers were chatting, a slightly chubby young man opened the bedroom door and walked in.
He was wearing a loose white t-shirt, baggy black shorts, and flip-flops.
He looked utterly comfortable and at ease.
If I have time, I won't update. Ha, just playing around!
The live stream was immediately filled with question marks. Update? What update? What does he do?
Inside the room.
Yang Siming stretched and then lay on the bed, crossing his legs.
He held a novel called "Savage" and read it leisurely.
After reading for a while, his phone rang.
Yang Siming opened it and saw that it was readers from the novel group, urging him to update.
Busy taking a dump.
After casually replying, he picked up the novel again, occasionally shaking his legs.
Ding~
Ding~
His phone kept buzzing with messages.
Yang Siming's mood for reading was gone. He opened his phone and indeed, it was those guys urging him to update again.
Alas, heaven spares no one.
He finally got up, slowly walked to his desk, and turned on his computer.
While the computer was booting up, he couldn't help but check his phone again and opened an author group.
【Vegetable Author Group】
Green Celery Plateau: My income has dropped below three thousand again, alas, no hope, no hope.
Fruit Candy: Big shot, you're amazing. I write ten thousand words a day and only earn over two thousand yuan.
I'm a Flop: I'm not bragging, but everyone in this group except me is a big shot.
Fruit Candy: @Flop, Brother, you're joking. How's the car you just bought the other day?
I'm a Flop: It's okay, it's just like any other car, doesn't feel special.
A Dream of a Thousand Miles: Half the year is already over, we need to work harder. If I don't make over a hundred thousand, I won't dare to go back and give out New Year's money.
What the heck! These big shots are showing off again!
Yang Siming snorted.
Recalling his own meager income, he angrily closed his phone.
Daily update of ten thousand words, who can't do that?
If I had that much money, I'd update twenty thousand words a day!
He then opened his writing software and entered the document page.
He placed his hands on the keyboard, took a deep breath.
He was ready.
The next moment, his hands moved like monstrous tentacles, typing furiously.
His posture was like playing the piano.
But while pianists play with elegance and grace, he was like someone having a seizure.
His fingers typed frantically, his expression changing with the plot.
Sometimes ferocious, sometimes chuckling, sometimes roaring.
When he got excited, his feet would stomp along to the beat.
Charge! We won't die! Divine power, fire!
Demons, charge forward! Activate your armor!
The viewers in the live stream were stunned, forgetting to even chew their snacks.
Is he writing a novel?
I don't know if he's writing a novel, but I know there's definitely a battle going on in his head.
Is this how all authors write novels? Any authors here to verify? I need to know if I should call the hospital.
Ahem, I do write, but I don't usually act like this, really.
Since the streamer is here, should we call 120?
The viewers scanned the room, unable to imagine how he might die.
He looked to be in his twenties, still very young.
He was the only one in the room, and there were no dangerous items.
Looking at the pile of trash in the corner, some viewers guessed.
Could he have suffocated to death?
At this moment, the keyboard typing in the live stream suddenly stopped.
At the desk.
Yang Siming stretched and flexed his wrists.
He resumed his lazy demeanor.
My sales are so bad that updating ten thousand words a day is useless. Three chapters are enough.
His book had always been lukewarm, so the number of chapters didn't make much difference.
I'll upload one chapter first, hehe.
Yang Siming operated the upload while grinning slyly.
I won't post the remaining two chapters now, let's see what you do!
After the upload was successful, he opened the "Gods and Demons" reader group and tagged everyone.
Dads, updated, updated! Go read it, today's plot is especially exciting!
Group members quickly surfaced.
Qing Qing Zi Jin: The scummy author finally updated!
Snow Golem of Fragrant Garden: Okay, going now!
Lan Yi Divine King Who Loves Eating Cut Candy: I waited all day, you finally updated!
After responding in the group, the readers opened the novel website.
When they clicked in,
The story had just reached the most exciting moment of the great war between gods and demons.
The gods and demons were fighting fiercely over the survival of their realms.
The scenes were grand, and the skills were incredibly powerful.
Just as the protagonist was about to appear, to slaughter everyone and awe the demons,
They were excited, but when they flipped to the next page,
It was gone?
That's it?
You waited all day and only updated one chapter?
A group of readers returned to the reader group, exploding.
Qing Qing Zi Jin: Does the scummy author not want to be human anymore (holding a knife jpg.)
Lan Yi Divine King Who Loves Eating Cut Candy: That's it? Who are you fooling? Hurry up and give us the rest!
Rabbit Rabbit is Delicious: Don't be so fierce, the great author also works hard. Let's go block his door and ask him to update ten or eight chapters.
Seeing the messages in the reader group, Yang Siming was unfazed.
He chuckled, let them keep urging me.
He directly lay down on the bed, leisurely ordered takeout, and started watching a drama.
Casually shaking his legs.
Holy crap, another author who delays updates?!
There were many viewers in the live stream who enjoyed reading novels.
Seeing this scene unfold, how could they not understand?
Almost everyone who reads novels has experienced the pain of cliffhangers.
Every time they reach the most exciting part, just as they're about to get hyped, or the mastermind is about to be revealed—
It's gone!
And those authors always stop at the most crucial moments, leaving the readers stuck there with them.
Unable to go up, unable to come down.
It's incredibly frustrating.
Almost no one who has read novels doesn't want to send a knife to the author!
Scoundrel, update quickly! My forty-meter-long sword is ready!
That day, I drank ten bowls of Meng Po's soup on the Bridge of Helplessness. Meng Po shouted: "Enough! Is there anything you still can't forget?!" I paused: I still can't forget that he didn't update that day!
The person upstairs is amazing, what happened next?
Then I came back with a knife to urge the update (dog head).
This author is so annoying. If I were following his book, I would have gone to his door long ago!
Amidst the viewers' various jests, a knock sounded in the live stream.
Knock knock.
Knock knock.
Yang Siming, who was lying on the bed, sprang up and went to open the door.
Seeing this, the viewers began to speculate.
Could it be a scene of blood upon opening the door?
A robbery?