Survive in the Wilderness! The Actor King Sits in My Arms and Weeps

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"Wrong." Su Yangyang said, "I think I'm more like the supporting role in it."

She pointed to the screen.

[Xiao Yingying bows her head shyly...]

Wang Qian: ?

She glanced at Su Yangyang and smiled dryly.

She admits that she is a fan of Su Yangyang, but this is already to the extent that fans can't be brainwashed.

"Sister Yang, speaking of you, I got into the business because of you!" Wang Qian immediately changed the subject, "I originally wrote it, and I have always had a dream of being a screenwriter. After watching your variety show, I was infected by your character, no I know why, but I suddenly feel that people should be brave enough to pursue what they want! So I started from scratch and became a screenwriter..."

Su Yangyang checked her profile.

really.

Become a [supporting role].

In this world, there are really many people who are slowly changing because of her.

Su Yangyang looked at her and said, "Thank you."

"Ah?" Wang Qian was stunned, pushed her glasses, and quickly said, "I want to thank you! It's really cool to be able to write the story of my idol! If it's still an idol, that's awesome! "

She smiled, "People always have dreams, right?"

Idol...Story...

These words circled around Su Yangyang's ears.

"Wang Qian, can you help me see something?" she asked.

"Of course!" Wang Qian replied.

—

On the way back in the car, Su Yangyang kept his eyes closed.

Bo Sirin covered her with a blanket and moved gently.

Before he could withdraw his hand, he was suddenly held down by Su Yangyang.

"Rin Rin." She said in a hoarse voice, raising her eyes, "You said that this book was written by one of your admirers?"

"Not an admirer." Bo Silin corrected, "It's a fan."

He paused, "But not a normal fan. Do you know about illegitimate meals?"

Su Yangyang shook his head.

"It's the extreme crowd among fans," he said. "These people take pride in spying on celebrities' private lives, and they often follow cars, peep and take pictures, follow and so on."

"I'm with us, not a star, but also a part of the fans. The one who wrote the book is especially crazy."

"All my characteristics are written into the book, and the name is the same, just a different identity."

Su Yangyang took his hand and leaned over slowly.

Eyes stared at him.

"Rinlin, I have a guess."

She just said the word "guess", combined with what she asked just now, Bo Silin narrowed her eyes instantly.

Su Yangyang lowered his voice: "What if the murderer we've been looking for isn't here at all? I mean, not in this world."

Bo Silin was silent for a moment.

"Outrageous, but it makes sense," he said.

Even more outrageous.

He thought about it carefully and found that the piles and piles matched each other.

"Today I met a screenwriter. She was holding a laptop exactly like when I rescued Qiao Hefeng." Su Yangyang lowered her voice and said every word.

"Obviously, the changes in this world are made with words."

"The rules it runs are ultimately a rule derived from words."

"The one who can manipulate it, modify it, and know it like the back of his hand, could it be... the one who created this world in the first place?"

"We also said at the time that this person has more power than me. Now that I have a system, I still have to compete with him for these powers, and her powers have surpassed mine. Look at this."

Su Yangyang adjusted the description of Lin Yan's death and the toilet section at that time.

She said: "When I was editing yesterday, I just felt like I couldn't start. I don't know how to describe the scene of Joe and the wind's feet healing, but this person is not."

"Her edited clips are exactly the same as the original ones."

"I deleted my name just now and showed Wang Qian these paragraphs..."

Su Yangyang rubbed out the text and pointed to Qiao Hefeng's healing of the foot injury and other places that had been modified earlier.

At that time, Wang Qian laughed after seeing it.

"It's the same style of writing in the front, and it's a bit stiff here." Wang Qian was talking about the part about Qiao Hefeng's foot injury, "I guess the author took a nap here? I didn't write it well! Hahaha!"

Su Yangyang said: "She saw at a glance that what I wrote was different from the others. But she didn't see any traces of other people's revisions."

Finally, she made the final call.

"I think the murderer and the original author of this book are the same person. At least, this is very likely."

It was quiet inside the car.

Bo Silin was silent for a long time.

"There is one more thing." He suddenly thought, "When I had a car accident, it was because she was following the car."

Su Yangyang raised his eyebrows.

The two things are not related though.

But at this moment, it seems particularly terrifying.

Su Yangyang leaned on the car and closed his eyes.

If this person really exists in another world, she should race against time to repair the world as soon as possible.

The car stopped in front of Bo's courtyard.

Su Yangyang got off the car.

She paused, deliberately delaying Bo Sirin for a few seconds.

"If my guess just now is true, you should be able to see it now, right?" Su Yangyang said to himself, turning his head to look around.

Meanwhile ~www.readwn.com~ in a small room.

The tablet used for writing was spread out.

Text is being generated automatically.

[If my guess just now is true, you should be able to see it now, right? 】

The fingers on the table stiffened.

"Snapped!"

The keyboard fell to the ground.

Broken in half.

Su Yangyang narrowed his eyes and stepped directly into the gate of Bo's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he was pulled by a hand in the dark and pressed directly onto the bed.

Four eyes meet.

She looked into those amber eyes, and the skin of both of them was a little hot.

"When I set off in the morning, did you change me into a normal man?"

"Yeah." Su Yangyang nodded and emphasized, "And I just watched it, and there was no change. It means that the other party, like me, should also have a limit on the number of revisions."

Bo Silin curled his lips, "Then let's be mad at her now."

Don't let him be one with heaven and man?

Ah.

dream.

Thinking that maybe this plot can still be seen by the other side, both of them were excited.

Su Yangyang immediately hooked up, Bo Silin's neck upstairs.

"Aren't you afraid I'll get hurt now?"

Bo Sirin pinched her face, "You forgot, you can already modify the plot."

Obviously, the other party can't claim his life, otherwise Yangyang's life would have been taken a long time ago, and he wouldn't have to spend a lot of time.

So the worst result would not be death.

Then just go back and revise the plot at that time, right?

"Okay." Su Yangyang nodded, "Pissed her off."

As soon as the voice fell, the body became cold.

Su Yangyang stretched out his hand and let down the hair that was in the way.

The black hair was spread out on the bed, she stretched her legs and pinched Bo Silin, and turned over.

Then slowly leaned over.

The passionate kiss went deep, and Bo Silin's kiss began to go down...