Luo Chuan felt particularly uncomfortable talking to Soul Lock.
He is not saying that the other person does not look like a normal person, but that he feels particularly strenuous.
Luo Chuan returned the magic phone to Soul Lock.
"Written for a day?"
"Ok."
Luo Chuan suddenly understood one thing.
In this world, not everyone is as genius as him.
And the most important thing is that he just brought the magic phone of Soullock over.
Substitute the identity of the other party, and you will definitely not refuse.
The pot was actually on himself.
"Write well. Customers should like it very much. I'm waiting for the day when this book becomes popular."
Luo Chuan originally wanted to pat the soul lock on the shoulder.
But seeing the bone spurs on his body suppressed this thought in his heart.
Luochuan felt like a black-hearted capitalist now.
Lock them up, and then give them a magic phone. If you can't write anything, you can't leave.
"Yes." The soul lock responded in a deep voice.
Originally, Luochuan just came over and took a look, naturally there was no need to stay here.
Before leaving, I took a new product from Origin Mall by the way—
Sweet rice cakes.
"This is... rice cake?!"
The golden pupils of the soul lock like a cold-blooded animal shrank instantly, staring at the food in Luochuan's hand.
To be honest, Luochuan felt weird when he heard this name.
It feels very outdated.
Nian gao, nian gao, why are they nian gao?
"For you, write well."
Luo Chuan discarded the new product in his hand.
Anyway, there is no gravity in this place, so I don't worry about falling on the ground or anything.
Although Luo Chuan was a little lazy, he still understood the truth of the big stick and sweet jujube.
Soul Lock took it quickly.
It can be seen that he is very excited.
At the same time, there are some... doubts.
Soul Lock seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Boss, why is this rice cake sweet?"
Luo Chuan's heart shuddered.
Unexpectedly, you are actually a salty party, and there is no need for it.
…
Luo Chuan stretched deeply.
Having said that, dinner should be almost ready, right?
After such a long time, I am indeed a little hungry.
This also illustrates another problem from the side-the pill is not full.
It seems that no one in this world will eat pill as a meal, and Luochuan only treats pill as an after-dinner snack.
The waiting time is not long.
Soon Luochuan could smell the aroma of food.
As usual, help Yao Ziyan get things off.
Well, it's the kind that can't be named at all.
Of course, it looks like all foods are edible, and they are all delicious.
Yao Ziyan knows the taste of Luochuan very well.
So I won’t make those weird things out.
Yao Ziyan glanced at Luochuan.
Guessing when he will be able to face the hobby deep in his heart.
Yao Ziyan remembered the thing about survival in the wilderness clearly.
Judging by common sense, most of the people who can watch the live broadcast have such hobbies.
Yao Ziyan also knows that her boss can't look at it with common sense in many cases.
Hmm...it seems to be thinking too much.
"The boss just left?" Yao Ziyan noticed the disappearance of Luochuan's breath just now.
As for what happened just now, it didn't have much impact on her.
"It's okay anyway, so I went to the soul lock to take a look."
"and then?"
"He really wrote novels there peacefully."
At this point, Luo Chuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
The former head of the last gods court, after all, bowed his head to life.
Yao Ziyan was also obviously taken aback.
Even if I knew this during the day, it would still be difficult to react to hearing it again.
"Um... autobiography?"
"Well, the writing speed is too slow."
After a long time, Luo Chuan didn't want to complain at all.
"It must take time to get used to writing at the beginning." Yao Ziyan said with a smile, "It will gradually get better in the future."
As the author of Origin Reading, she has experience in this area.
"Perhaps." Luo Chuan was noncommittal.
After writing for a long time, the speed of some people will indeed increase, while others will not change much.
It varies from person to person.
Luo Chuan didn't know what kind of soul lock was.
"Now, boss." Yao Ziyan put down the thing and poked Luochuan with his hand.
"Ok?"
"Are you going to turn all the members of the gods into the authors of the magic phone?"
"This is a good way."
Luo Chuan nodded, he had indeed thought about it before.
What's the point of destroying the world, let me stay in the system space and write novels!
It's all spiritual pollution.
Luo Chuan didn't believe that the novel would be inferior to the talk of the Lord of the End.
"I feel quite interesting." Yao Ziyan said with a smile.
Therefore, those who are close to Zhu are red and black are those who are close to ink. Yao Ziyan and Luochuan have been together for a long time, more or less affected by him.
Ok…
Something seems wrong.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that he is actually black inside?
Luo Chuan thinks he is a good young man who abides by the law.
I have lived under socialism and the glory of the country since I was young.
This is absolutely impossible.
It must be the influence of the customers on the magic phone, only when he and Yao Ziyan are in touch with each other.
That's right, that's it.
"Eating and eating, the dishes will be cold after the meeting." Luochuan ended the strange topic.
Of course, what he said is nonsense.
It is impossible for the dishes to be cold.
Because the inside of the tableware is engraved with a miniature method to keep the temperature, the dishes can always be maintained in the most delicious and delicious state.
In this aspect of eating, Luochuan and Yao Ziyan never wronged themselves.
Speaking of this, Luochuan thought of one thing inexplicably.
In other words, there is still a tentacle in the system space that he uses as a ration...
Leave this aside for now.
Just treat it as nothing.
Started to eat.
As for what happened before the meal, the two did not mention it tacitly.
The current state is what they are most used to.
If it is really deliberately changed, it will make them uncomfortable.
Go with the flow.
Take it step by step.
That's pretty much what Luo Chuan thinks in his mind.
Anyway, there is more time.
The last thing he lacks is time.
Big deal, just make another movie, right?
However, according to the current situation, it is indeed unnecessary.
Let's talk about it when he is interested.
Xin Hai Chengzi went home and didn't know what was going on now.
Luo Chuan has great expectations for the second five shot by this girly Xin Haicheng.
It's just that the Star Empire is not very powerful.
The degree of progress of that transportation network is really worrying.
Luo Chuan also knows that this speed is actually very fast, and it has only been less than a month from the beginning to now.
Forget it, it's the previous sentence.
Take it easy.
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