In addition to rushing for manuscripts, Yue Qingyan has almost no activity in the past few months. Although the first two books of "Yinying" are now available, his manuscripts have actually reached the fifth volume. But the more you write it later, the more you are confused. Writing is always like this. When you write a character, the more things you accumulate as the plot progresses, the more things you accumulate in him. Then, the more complicated it will be to deal with him well. Especially when you want to write so many characters, Yue Qingyan also hopes to fully demonstrate the state of each character when he dies through his works, and to give readers a deep impression.

Even though "Yinying" already has the great master of Yoshiki Tanaka, Yue Qingyan can recite 2 million words without the ability, and the consistency of the plot framework is his limit. The large number of rewriting and rewriting makes this version of "Yinying" show a variety of textures, whether it is power struggle, battle, passion and even the emotions of the characters, at least not worse than the original work, but it also makes Yue Qingyan a little exhausted.

What's more, the pressure he was carrying was too great. Although everyone was very confident in him, this confidence itself was also a kind of pressure. The resources invested by the company in the Ming Dynasty, the management and promotion of website platform editors, A Yue and Xu Yingying kept staring at various data, responding to readers' dynamics at any time, and later there were various painters involved in projects... Participating in a successful project is a resume for them. If they fail, then there are only the most basic royalty income. The greater the hope, the greater the pressure on Yue Qingyan. He has never told anyone about this kind of thing, even for Mooresheng. There is some pressure. As an author, if he can't digest it himself, no one can help you.

And the biggest pressure is not this, but what if the book is broken?

"The Legend of the Galaxy Heroes" is a masterpiece of an era. Although it has flaws, it still makes people admire it. Moreover, although he remembers the story framework and the plots of most characters, and even many famous quotes, his memory of this book is really very faint. With more than 2 million words, no one can remember the full text clearly. After many years, it is not easy to remember the golden sentence of "The history of the Galaxy has turned another page" and the lines of "Our journey is the sea of ​​stars".

The process of writing this book is really about creating, rather than looking through the corners of the brain circuit to find the sentences that he vaguely remembers. Halfway through the writing process, he really seemed to be able to understand the mentality of Tanaka Yoshiki when he wrote this book, but it also incorporates a more modern and more close to the present ideology. This book has many political thoughts, but it actually has a lot of dyslexia. It is too challenging to make these things vivid and interesting and let the characters speak in a playful tone that suits their personality and position.

Now, after half of the book's training, Yue Qingyan only dares to say that he is becoming more and more mature as he writes, and he is becoming more and more accurate in the role, and he does not dare to say that he is writing well. However, the feedback from readers, the feedback from editors, and the decisive moment today finally made him let go of the burden.

Yes, this is my "Yinying". Because with all these people in, and in a suitable era, maybe "Yinyingying" can achieve even higher results.

Mooresheng easily felt Yue Qingyan's relaxed mentality. These days, she had to go to Yue Qingyan's studio every day or two. Although Yue Qingyan didn't know how to define her relationship with her, she still gave her a set of keys to the family.

Moersheng doesn't always see Yue Qingyan when he comes. Sometimes he will carry his laptop to a cafe. Although he brings his mobile phone, he often turns on the Do Not Disturb mode, which is used to buy food, drink and pay for it, and doesn't read the news at all. Sometimes, he looks at Moersheng and says you play with me and write things, and then more than four hours pass... He may stand up and move, but there is nothing else in his mind and eyes except the plot and characters. When it comes to an end, he will sometimes be shocked.

Moersheng fully understood what the author's focus is, why he succeeded, and why, he put himself at a relatively long distance. Moersheng still worships Yue Qingyan, but this kind of worship also began to infiltrate more and more other emotions: pity, sympathy, heartache, irritability, resentment...

"Are you very happy today?" Mooresheng asked.

"150,000, you should be happy." Yue Qingyan said. His tone really felt relieved.

"I think you have put down a lot of burdens."

Yue Qingyan nodded: "There is one thing. I am very scared. I am not a good author and I can't write this story well. The structure is too big. There are many small details to worry about. Although there is an outline, I am still afraid that the front and back will not be able to fit together."

"You have too high demands on yourself," said Mooresheng. "Where are you like this?"

"It's embarrassing to be picked wrong. Although many problems cannot be avoided, at least try to do so." Yue Qingyan sighed.

"Did you have confidence in 150,000 marks?" Mooresheng said with some jokingness. She tried hard to adjust her tone, hoping that Yue Qingyan would not feel that she cared about the number of marks that time.

"Suppressure, pressure. I need to thank you for the plan you proposed. The betting agreement between me and the company in Mingqian is there. If this is broken, there is no need to say anything. Although there is no chance at all, there will be many variables. The publisher's confidence in me determines what they will do. Lianxingjie's decision will affect the company's judgment of me. I need such confidence. Moreover, this confidence must not be what I ask for, well... I can't ask for it either." Yue Qingyan said: "Now, at least it proves that General Lian is optimistic about me."

Mooresheng nodded. Yue Qingyan could understand people and handle so many roles well, and of course he understood the various joints. An author always lives on the edge of confidence and fear. Without confidence, he would no longer have the desire to explain, and the hope of affecting other people's desires with his own ideas and thoughts. But for most of the time, when he was alone in his own jungle of words, he was confused and allowed to write every sentence and every paragraph. None of them was missing.

Now, watching Yue Qingyan seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence, Mo Ersheng's mood became lighter.

Yue Qingyan was really hungry. He took a taxi to an izakaya that was still driving in the middle of the night. When he asked for food and was waiting, Yue Qingyan asked:

"Now, do you still want to be with me?"

Mo Ersheng didn't expect Yue Qingyan to ask this at this time. "Ah? Why is it at this time..."

"Because in the past few months, I am very grateful that you can help me by my side, but you can also see all the things I worry about."

"Is this true?" Mooresheng didn't know how to answer.

She knew that Yue Qingyan did not deliberately alienate her and ignore her to keep a distance, but that she was in her writing state. If he didn't do this, he would not be able to achieve the current "Legend of the Galaxy Heroes". She was the first reader, so she naturally knew the quality of this book. She herself was a little deeply involved and looked forward to the new chapters later. However, what kind of distance does Yue Qingyan, a good author, keep from him? She herself also felt that when he was creating, she was like an assistant. I'm afraid she would still be like this in the future.

Yue Qingyan’s writing short stories does not hinder anything. Once he writes a long and super long story, he will definitely be in this state. What should he do?

"It would be great if you didn't write a long article. How cute and interesting are you usually?" Mooresheng muttered.

"It's impossible. Short stories cannot be sold. And I'm a newbie, so it's impossible for me to sell copyrights from the beginning without laying a solid foundation."

"I know." Mooresheng leaned on the table with his head in his arms.

"Are you confused? You know my pain?" Yue Qingyan said with a smile: "This is really something you don't want to say anything."

Mooresheng knew that Yue Qingyan had really relaxed today. His burden was too heavy. Otherwise, he would never say "knowing his pain."

"I still want to try." Mooresheng made up his mind. A focused Yue Qingyan is still charming. Although he is completely in his own world and in the world of words, although it is very atrocity and annoyance, he is still charming... When he looks at the chapters he wrote, it seems that everything can be forgiven.

"Oh?" Yue Qingyan said: "Is it so roughly decided?"

"I've been thinking for a long time. I haven't disappeared these days, right?" Mooresheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Well. I was also quite surprised." Yue Qingyan scratched his head. This posture seemed a bit cute to Mooresheng.

"So, when you can still bear me, please give me more advice." Yue Qingyan said extremely seriously.

Although it was such a calm expression, without any passion, without ceremony, without flowers, without I like you, I love you, I want to give you happiness, I want to... All boys who pursue girls will have no idea, plan, or confession to put it into practice, but this did not affect Mooresheng at all, because she knew that Yue Qingyan would never have such thoughts. In his heart, she was still not the first priority, probably never. However, she finally had a special position.

Just a faint emotion and expression made Mooresheng seem to have relieved the heaviest burden in his heart, as if a warm current surged from the bottom of his heart and rushed into her eyes.

She turned her head and quickly wiped her fingers in front of her eyes, wiping away the tears that were almost unhidden.

"Oh? Then are I so sad to be together?" Yue Qingyan took the opportunity to tease, destroying the atmosphere.

"Bah!" Yue Qingyan's words immediately shattered all the pressure and emotion of Moersheng, leaving only a faint joy.
Chapter completed!