Chapter 67: The Tampered Plot
"This, doesn't require so much..."
Fu Qi is rather reserved in front of Fu Yuling, mainly because every time he sees her he is reminded of his previous confusing experience.
"Hurry up and eat! I still need your help with eating! How can I ask you for help if you are not full?"
Fu Yuling pretended not to notice his discomfort and spoke in a gentler tone.
"After you finish eating, take a bowl of mung bean soup and drink it to see how it tastes."
After saying this, she began to pay attention to the size of the fire and the ingredients in the pot.
If you want to make a good dish, the first thing you need to pay attention to is the heat, because the size of the heat will directly affect the taste.
Fu Qi was holding a bowl full of steamed buns and fried dough sticks, feeling a little uncomfortable because he was still struggling, and his previous emotions always broke him down again and again.
But he was not a good communicator, so he finished his meal quickly and went to help with the work.
"Xiao Qi, move these things onto the cart, and be careful not to dump these things."
"good."
He responded.
With Fu Qi around, the things were quickly moved onto the cart. Seeing it full made Fu Yuling full of energy.
"Wait a moment, I'll go see the child."
When Fu Yuling went in, none of the four children woke up.
After getting closer, He Wen opened his eyes in a daze, and He Qiu next to him immediately sat up with clear eyes.
"woke up?"
After covering them with the quilt, Fu Yuling spoke to He Qiu.
"Breakfast is on the kitchen table and is ready. Can Xiaoqiu wake them up later to eat?"
He Qiu nodded and watched Fu Yuling leave.
Only then did his tense body relax. He lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand, not lying down for a long time.
The object reflected a cold light, its sharp side exposed to the air.
If Fu Yuling were here and saw this scene, she would probably be shocked.
Because of the plot in the novel, what He Qiu did and his precautions were far less severe than they are now.
So high that he carries a razor blade with him!
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The phone rang several times, each time very urgently, before the owner picked up.
"This book is going to be published in a month, how could such a mistake happen?"
The visitor asked anxiously.
The woman was also a little impatient. She had dark circles under her eyes from sitting in front of the computer for a long time. Her messy hair and dark eye sockets made her look like a homebody.
"How should I know? I remember all the endings were written, but how come the plot changed in the middle and doesn't match the ending?"
She asked back in a slightly irritated tone,
"I still want to ask you, did you change my manuscript without my permission?"
There was no time to reply her, but I was just in a hurry to get the manuscript.
"Let's get this sorted out quickly. Do you have the original manuscript? Send it to me so I can re-typeset it."
The woman scratched her head. "I'll give you the manuscript tomorrow morning. There are some parts I'm not satisfied with, so I need to make some revisions."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.
Then I looked at the computer with a headache, and saw densely packed words displayed on it.
And this one is the original manuscript.
She wanted to restore the previous version, but both the backup and the original manuscript had been tampered with, and the plot developed in a strange direction.
Even when she chose to revise from the beginning, every time she completed a revision, it would return to its original state the next second.
She tried to change the plot that had not been tampered with later, and it showed success. She waited for a long time but it didn't change back.
She realized that the tampered plot was no longer under her control. Even she herself didn't understand why.
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