"Since the Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunion, are your parents still not back?"
It wasn't until breakfast the next morning that Qiu Wuji remembered this...
Currently, her only "family" is Chu Ge; with Chu Ge around, there is reunion. It's already good that she remembered Chu Ge has other family members...
Chu Ge smiled: "It's been like this for years, we exchange WeChat blessings. I used to feel quite annoyed, but now it's nothing, I know they're doing something very important." Breakfast was yesterday's flatbread, truly vacuum-sealed and fresh, with some soy milk to go with it; it was quite delicious, and it looked like it would last a few more days...
Chu Ge slowly ate the flatbread, then said: "From another perspective, when a man gets married, his home is here; with you here, there is reunion."
Qiu Wuji's eyes crinkled; this bear's words were getting sweeter and sweeter.
Then her face hardened: "Who got married to you?"
Chu Ge chuckled, not bothering to refute.
Qiu Wuji was annoyed by his confident, as if everything was already decided.
"Who says having a boyfriend and girlfriend means you're married? These days, boyfriends and girlfriends are perfectly normal! Your thinking is more ancient than mine!"
Qiu Wuji took a big bite of her pancake, as if she were biting into the stinky moon in a book.
Chu Ge wanted to laugh at her expression: "I should get back to writing. You can try playing some games today."
Qiu Wuji said, "I see everyone's talking about where to go. A long holiday means you have to go out..."
Chu Ge looked at her sadly: "Going out during a long holiday isn't about having fun, it's about being played. You can't see any scenery, just crowds. Think about the park yesterday..."
Qiu Wuji thought of the park's massive crowds last night and felt a pang of sympathy: "Then why do they insist on going out to suffer on this day?"
"It's not that people choose this time, it's that most people don't have time to go out at other times..."
Qiu Wuji paused, suddenly feeling a sense of "universal suffering," and realizing how leisurely her "job" as a little assistant was.
"You should save up some more drafts from that day. How about we go out sometime when no one's around?" Qiu Wuji asked expectantly.
Chu Ge laughed, "You never wanted to go out before."
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"It's not that I didn't want to go out, it's just that I felt it was pointless to aim too high before I understood what was nearby. Now that I've explored more of the local area, I can consider going somewhere further away."
Chu Ge felt this was just an excuse. She clearly enjoyed going out with her boyfriend now; she just hadn't been interested before… But it did mean she was becoming more integrated into modern life, which was a good thing.
She said, "It'll be winter soon, going out won't be fun. Or maybe we could consider going to Hainan for the New Year?" Qiu Wuji was delighted to hear this, as she had read about the New Year in books. "That's great! Save up your drafts these days!"
Chu Ge was miserably sent off by her little assistant to write and save up drafts.
Actually, what kind of manuscripts can an author really accumulate...?
Readers always think that if an author writes three chapters a day and publishes two, that's just saving one chapter a day, so how many chapters can they accumulate in a year? In reality, 99% of authors' manuscript reserves only exist during the preparation period before starting a book. Once you have this, it makes you complacent. "I have a reserve, I'm tired today, I'll take a break," or "I have a reserve, I'll chug out a chapter today and crush those jerks!"
What? Daily sales dropped below 100? Watch me add another chapter to bring it back up!
What? My monthly votes were stolen? I'll add another chapter to beg for votes and crush them!
Oh, I'm spending Mid-Autumn Festival with my wife today, no problem, I have a reserve.
So, a reserve of manuscripts is always just a consumable, it will only decrease until it reaches zero, it can never increase...
One day, you suddenly realize, "Where are my manuscripts? All those chapters I had saved up are gone, waaaaah..."
Start saving now?
I'm in a good mood today, I wrote an extra chapter, hahaha, that's great, I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time, I can finally sleep in tomorrow...
Saving a measly egg.
Chu Ge knew so many writers, but he'd never seen one with a backlog of chapters after writing hundreds of thousands. If someone did, it was probably because they'd saved a chapter for tonight and post it tomorrow morning.
One author planned to save chapters for the New Year, but ended up writing on New Year's Eve—a truly heartbreaking situation.
So, saving chapters to go to Hainan for the New Year was pure fantasy.
Chu Ge sat in front of his computer with a bitter face, pondering how to plan for a backlog of chapters. There were still four months until the New Year, seemingly enough time to prepare… Although he lacked confidence, going out with Qiu Qiu seemed important…
At that moment, Qiu Wuji was looking for a mentor in the group chat: "I want to play a competitive game, which one is good?"
The group chat exploded instantly: "Want to play League of Legends? I'm a pro at Yasuo!"
"Come to Dota 2, I'm 7000 ranked!"
"Dota 2 players, get out."
"League of Legends players, die." The group was in chaos. Qiu Wuji muted a bunch of people, still completely bewildered.
Blue Pill: "Six... Oh, Qiuqiu, come play WoW! This is more suitable for you." Actually, Qiu Wuji was somewhat interested in Panda's mining game, so he asked, "Why is it suitable for me?"
"There are invisible minions here! You can sneak up behind someone and take them down in one go."
"Chugo is an archaeology game, too old."
"Do you think Dota 2 and LoL are that new? They're all over ten years old. If you count Dota 1, even the original version is old." Qiu Wuji didn't understand a single word.
Panda said, "Competitive games easily raise blood pressure and make you irritable. Our Chugo will be in big trouble then... WoW is very much like cultivating immortality now..."
"Cultivating immortality!" Qiu Wuji caught the key word.
"Handsome's face is written all over his face: 'Don't listen to that fatso's misleading advice. In WoW, you won't even have time to feed your baby in the next raid, let alone cultivate immortality. In PvP games, as long as you're willing to slack off, you can just AFK, it won't affect anything.'"
"Blue Pill: 'Can't you AFK in WoW raids?'
'If you're the raid leader, can't you kick people out?'
'I'll just lead the raid, that's all…'
'Friends and family raiding, the guild will disband…'
Panda fell silent.
"Handsome's face is written all over his face: 'If you really want to play this kind of raid game, you might as well play JX3. It's the same kind of archaeology, but JX3 has fewer hardcore requirements. It's basically a large-scale social and cosplay game…'"
Qiu Wuji's eyes lit up.
"Were the clothes everyone wore last night JX3 costumes?" "If you want to play a stealth-based class, JX3 has Tangmen and Mingjiao..." Wan Zijun said, "Most importantly, they're good-looking and have a cultivation system, much better for Qiuqiu than your bunch of green-skinned trolls and tauren in WoW..."
"WoW also has Blood Elves..." Panda muttered, "How do you know so much?"
Wan Zijun was very proud: "I'm not very talented, but on Weimanxia, I'm known as the 'West Gate Qing of JX3,' and I have more romantic partners than you've ever grouped with Blood Elves." His handsome face was written all over his face, resulting in a ten-minute ban from the administrator Qiu Wuji.
Panda laughed so hard he almost knocked his keyboard away.
One sentence dispelled Qiu Wuji's idea of playing JX3 (Swordman Online 3). The combination of terms like "large-scale dating," "Ximen Qing" (a notorious womanizer), and "romance" made it seem like the men in the game had ulterior motives. Besides, Chu Ge didn't have time to join in for romance...
"Then let's just dota 2," Panda suggested. "It's also part of the Warcraft universe, I'm more familiar with it, and I can guide you when I have time." Qiu Wuji trusted Panda, and his difficult game selection process was thus irresponsibly settled on Dota 2, a game that was also considered archaeological, even ancient.
A short while later, a "ding" sounded, and the game was downloaded.
Fiber optic internet is fast.
She opened the game icon, registered an account, and skillfully entered her ID: "Water Follows the Sky, Autumn Without End."
"Your nickname is already taken. You can choose Water Follows the Sky, Autumn Without End 2021."
Autumn Without End: "?" She angrily took a screenshot and sent it to Chu Ge: "Chu Ge, Chu Ge, my ID is taken!"
Chu Ge was silent for a moment, then sighed and replied: "The cultural level of netizens has improved this year..."
"Stop sighing, what should we do!"
"Everyone else is a fake Autumn Without End, you can just call yourself 'Autumn Who Came Out of the Book'..."
Autumn Without End hesitated: "Is that okay? Isn't it a bit too explicit? What if someone believes it?" "..." Chu Ge strolled over from next door, carrying a teacup. "Who would believe this kind of ID? How about this..."
He logged out of Qiu Wuji's account, registered his own new account, and typed seriously: "Chu Ge who wants to go to the book." After registering, he turned and smiled: "Isn't this a couple's ID?" Qiu Wuji's face flushed slightly. He pushed Chu Ge out the door: "Go away, go away! You can think of couples for everything!" After shooing Chu Ge away, Qiu Wuji logged back into his own account, glanced furtively left and right, and still typed: "Qiu Qiu who jumped out of the book."
"So how do I get familiar with this game?" Qiu Wuji asked in the group chat.
The group members quickly gave the standard answer: "Choose Shadow Fiend, teleport to the mid tower at the start, type '?" to everyone in the public chat, and you'll immediately experience the charm of this game."