bayedsolid Chapter 358: The Fanfiction Was Stolen
Chapter 358: The Fanfiction Was Stolen
Qiao Qingli was pestered and asked for a whole day why she, as a Chinese, didn't know magic, couldn't exorcise evil spirits, and couldn't even chant spells, but the heroine could.
No, just because the heroine can do it, does it mean that she can do it? Does it mean that all Chinese people can do it?
There is a feeling that the stereotypes of Chinese people abroad have increased.
Qiao Qingli was so annoyed that she gave them a demonstration of how to weave flower ropes without objects. Everyone left satisfied, as if they had taken a reassurance pill.
It's so funny. You have to be scared if you need to be scared. What's the use?
"Ancestor Milk" is not released in its entirety. Theodore is also knowledgeable about marketing methods, and he may want people in his country to also feel the pain he suffered when he was stuck in trying to catch up with the series.
After all, the whole set is on the market, so he is the only one who has to bear the pain. This is too unfair.
So he stuck with the ending.
Qiao Qingli was pestered by foreign friends again, asking what the ending would be like, whether there would be no sad parts later, and where she could see the ending in advance.
They were stuck and felt uncomfortable for several days, watching the previous plot over and over again and being scared again and again.
Thanks to the ending of "Death Train", they really don't trust this author. Even though they know from the Chinese people that the ending is not cruel, they always feel uneasy if they don't watch it.
Still traumatized by the abuse.
Because the monsters and demons in the novel are described so concretely and realistically, many people have labeled China as mysterious and powerful.
How weak can a country be that can produce so many terrible monsters and still subdue them?
Qiao Qingli told them that the finale could be viewed on Chinese websites, but only if you could understand Chinese.
“Oh my God, is it too late for me to start learning Chinese now?”
"It's just the last ending left, but the release date is unclear. Damn it, if I knew who the publisher was, I would shoot that old guy."
"Perhaps, Pear, you can translate novels."
Qiao Qingli: "..."
No, I will not.
"No, you do. You're just a little unaware of your own strength."
"If you push yourself a little, you can discover your potential. Li, believe in yourself."
"We believe you too."
Qiao Qingli: No, I don’t believe in myself.
The boomerang that deceived people everywhere finally hit her. As the only familiar Chinese person in the neighborhood and class, foreigners placed their hopes on her.
I hope she can teach herself and translate a good ending for them.
So, why on earth is she so obsessed with fitting in?
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The Mid-Autumn Festival is always a peak period for accidents. While everyone is immersed in the festive atmosphere, thieves and killers set out on this day.
On this day, several strange things happened in the capital.
One was that the Prime Minister's mansion was robbed, and a secret room was found in the room of the Prime Minister and his wife. The thief probably hid inside and escaped.
The next day, the Prime Minister's wife went to the secret room and was horrified to find that it had been robbed.
However, strangely, the thief did not steal the valuable antique swords in the secret room, but only lost a box of books.
Prime Minister Lan looked at the secret room. The place where gold, silver and jewelry were stacked was still intact, but the bookshelf where the books were stored was a bit messy. Some very precious and rare books were still there. Only the books in a box were missing.
Even Prime Minister Lan didn't notice when these locked boxes appeared.
Maybe the thief thought there might be good stuff in the locked box, so he opened it?
But if they came with precious items, why not take gold, silver or jewelry, but instead take a few books, even not even unique copies.
Could it be that he is someone who doesn't know the value of things?
But would someone who doesn’t know the value of things give up gold, silver and jewelry to buy a book that can’t be sold for much money?
Prime Minister Lan tried his best to figure out the thief's train of thought, but he couldn't.
Why do I feel like the things I encounter become more and more bizarre and strange since I started reading the storybook?
For example, his wife.
It should be a blessing that the secret room was not missing those jewels and heirlooms. After all, only a few books that he couldn't even remember were missing. He didn't even remember them, so they shouldn't be anything valuable.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but his wife, who usually kept her emotions under control, was unusually flustered and furious.
"I'm going to hire a killer to behead that thief in public!!!"
Prime Minister Lan was nearly deafened by the noise.
And it wasn't just his wife. Caiyun, his wife's personal maid, also looked panicked, as if the sky was falling and she was about to die.
He couldn't help but feel curious. What was in the locked box in the secret room?
Caiyun was the first one to discover that the secret room box was opened. After all, the lady stayed up late every night to cook passionately, and she was the one who put the manuscripts she wrote into the box.
When Caiyun learned that her house had been robbed and the thief had not been caught, she panicked.
After all, a thief is always guilty. The thing written by her wife is not a good thing. If it is really stolen by a thief, her wife's reputation will be ruined!
However, all the luck and comfort were shattered when they saw the opened box.
Caiyun really felt like the sky was falling. She didn't sleep all night, thinking about when to take her wife to commit suicide by jumping into the river. She decided to pick an auspicious day to leave.
It is better to commit suicide in advance than to be exposed and forced to die after being subjected to rumors.
As soon as the study door was closed, Caiyun's legs went limp and she fell to the ground, her face pale.
He cried, "Madam, let's pick a good day to die."
Xie: "..."
Not only did she not want to die, she also wanted to find the thief and have him return her manuscript.
She spent countless days and nights writing these works, and almost damaged her eyes. She watched the manuscripts pile up day by day, and no one could understand the sense of accomplishment she felt!
She has never committed murder or arson in her life, and has never done anything evil. So what's wrong with just having this little hobby? !
What's wrong with having a perverted hobby?!
Xie said indifferently: "Can anyone prove that I wrote it? I am just a person who likes to collect novels."
"And the things piled up in the secret room are not only mine, but also the master's. The thief would not think of me. Who would have thought that the dignified and calm prime minister's wife would hide such things."
With just a few words, she removed herself from the incident.
Except for Prime Minister Lan himself, no one knew that the things in the box were hers, and Prime Minister Lan was not someone who would tell others about it.
The advantage of maintaining a dignified personality is that if something happens one day that is inconsistent with your personality, everyone will subconsciously exclude you as a suspect before the truth comes to light.
Caiyun was stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped away her tears and got up from the ground. She was still too naive.
The things Xie wrote on the paper were all in different fonts, completely different from what she usually wrote, and there was a made-up name at the end - Braised Beef.