3000 years
Wei Xing jumped into the sea, and slowly turned into stone. When it became scalding hot, it instantly evaporated all the seawater.
The three men watched as she slowly picked up the stones, and then the three of them turned into stone as well. Then the four stones came together and emitted a dazzling light.
Evil spirits throughout the world began to disappear.
Miao Xingzhou finished writing and went to sleep.
In her dream, she entered a white house. The whole house was filled with singing.
"March Red, March Red..."
She watched as a fox spirit drank wine with King Zhou.
This vixen is exceptionally beautiful.
She has a graceful and charming figure and a beautiful face.
She slowly looked at King Zhou, his whole body radiating a fierce aura, his upper body bare.
King Zhou smashed his wine cup on the ground, yelling, "Who dares to come in!"
Miao Xingzhou began to leave.
They spotted a lightning spider, which started running. Miao Xingzhou chased after it and discovered a lot of snacks. But upon closer inspection, the meat floss bread turned out to be golden monkeys, and all the food was alive!
She began to see a group of people having a lavish feast.
She left from upstairs.
Then I woke up from the dream.
Another day has passed!
She began to repeat what she had done yesterday.
While drawing, she drew a cat. This cat was very cute, with big eyes, a bow around its neck, and white skin. It was sleeping in its cat bed.
As the day went by, she looked at her computer.
So many people write novels and don't earn a single penny, so what am I compared to them?
She continued writing.
It was getting dark.
She went to cook, and her father asked, "What are you making today?"
Miao Xingzhou: "It's right on the table."
Dad looked down and said, "Hmm."
They started eating.
After eating and taking a shower, I hold my phone and read classic literature.
I watched for three hours, and it was already nine o'clock.
You could say that life has a regular pattern.
Her paintings and novels are like a single-player game.
It's really impossible for someone with little education and no talent or desire to be a writer or painter to make money.
Effort turned into ridicule.
Her mother answered the phone and said, "What's wrong?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Let's chat."
Mom: "Chat, what are you talking about?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Let's talk about dreams."
The mother gave a disdainful look.
She laughed when she saw it, and her mother laughed too. "What are you talking about, dreams?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I want to make money based on my dreams."
Mom: "Hmm." It seemed like Mom had a lot to say.
Miao Xingzhou said, "I've actually written several million words of novels now."
Mom: "You can write whatever you want, but I can write millions of words. You need to write properly. You can write anything even if you just write nonsense."
Miao Xingzhou smiled and said, "Yes."
She looked at her mother and said, "It's possible that I can really make money."
Mom: "You've earned some money."
She smiled again.
She hung up the phone after that; it was almost ten o'clock.
She fell asleep quickly.
In the early morning, looking at the data of my novel, I realized that not a single person had collected my novel, which had been written for hundreds of thousands of words.
She collapsed onto the sofa, wondering, "What should I do?"
Should I give up on this kind of life?
She continued writing.
When evening came, I would go and cook again, and the cycle would repeat itself.
Dad asked, "Are you done?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
Dad's ready to eat.
Miao Xingzhou also went to eat.
Dad said, "You need to move around more now, you've gotten fat."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
So in the afternoon I started walking in the corridor, looking at my phone as I went.
A year has passed, but to no avail; even simple contracts have been rejected more than a dozen times.
She started to feel a little unhappy.
The mother comforted her, saying, "If everyone who writes novels succeeds, then everyone will do it. Then no one will be left to farm."
Miao Xingzhou: "Hmm."
She knew she was bad at it, but she still didn't want to give up on her dream.
Mom asked, "Are you going to work now?"
"I'll think about it."
Mom: "Mmm."
Sister: "You work in such a small house, it's not big enough for you to live in."
She forced a smile.
Mom frowned. "Rent a new place and move out."
Miao Xingzhou smiled wryly: "Sister, weren't you going to tell me?"
Sister: "I want to rent it out again! This house is too small."
She looked at the text appearing on her phone.
I can't help but echo this sentiment: dogs in prosperous times are better than people in chaotic times.
Suddenly, she heard business coming from outside. She opened the door, and three people were standing in front of her.
After that, he said something and then disappeared.
When Miao Xingzhou woke up, he looked around and realized he had entered a high-tech era!
She rushed downstairs, where her mother, dressed in high-tech clothing, was wearing an external brain-computer interface.
Miao Xingzhou: "What's going on!"
She looked around at the walls made of special materials, which were warm in winter and cool in summer and could withstand various natural disasters. She looked at the words on them, and suddenly a robot appeared. It said, "Miao Xingzhou, you have come here from 2025. We have prepared everything you want for you."
Miao Xingzhou: "What do I want?"
Robot: "Do you want to realize your dream?"
"So I've prepared some knowledge to help you."
Suddenly a hat landed on her head. She closed her eyes, and amazingly, her brain connected to the internet and instantly downloaded all the knowledge!
She watched as the hat was taken off, and her mother said, "This is the year 3000."
The world 75 years from now?!
Mom: "Come with me."
Miao Xingzhou started following along, watching. His mother said, "If you want to write, now you can connect with your brain and succeed."
Miao Xingzhou: "I don't want to connect to the brain!"
Mom: "What's wrong with connecting to the brain?"
When her older sister appeared, she said, "You're really being dramatic right now. How can you write, study, or exercise your brain if you're not connected to your brain?"
Brother: "You need to adapt to the present."
Miao Xingzhou: "I'm not from here, I want to go back!"
The older brother frowned: "Go back? We're your family."
Miao Xingzhou looked at his family members, who were both strange and familiar, and said, "Are you my family?"
"Yes," the three of them said together.
Miao Xingzhou looked around and suddenly noticed his father, saying, "What's going on here?!"
Dad looked down at the shoes, then looked up and asked, "What's going on?"
Mom: "Go to work now."
Miao Xingzhou looked at himself wearing the external contact brain-computer interface and said, "I..."
Suddenly, I entered another space, which was filled with text and teaching materials.
In your mind, think of the words you want; there are options such as blue, red, and yellow.
After that, Miao Xingzhou wrote 7,000 words in just one hour. 7,000 words in one hour, which is faster than reading a book!
And the inspiration is endless!
When she felt tired, she pressed the exit button and looked at reality.
Mom asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I still want to go back!"
Suddenly, her mother showed her the data, and in just one hour, she had a hundred favorites.
Mom: "Are you still leaving now?"
But she began to feel uneasy.
Suddenly opening the comments section and looking at the comments below was simply amazing.
She didn't say anything.
Mom: "Now you can choose."
Miao Xingzhou: "Is there something you haven't told me?"
Mom: "You actually died a long time ago. Now we've brought you into the future."
She didn't believe it at all, "This is seventy-five years in the future, not seventy-five thousand years in the future!"
Mom: "Technology is far more amazing than you think."
He watched as a giant dragon lantern rose into the sky, and the sky suddenly turned black...
The golden paper lantern dragon floated upwards in the air.
She reached out and touched the dragon's tail.
The mother said, "Do you know how you died?"
Miao Xingzhou: "Sleeping soundly?"
Mom: "Yes, you fell off the bed while you were sleeping and died from the fall."
Miao Xingzhou frowned.
"How could a 27-year-old young woman like me fall to her death in bed?"
Mother: "Life has been full of twists and turns."
Dad: "Don't you know whether you're dead or not?"
Brother: "She fell while she was sleeping and didn't wake up. She suffocated to death."
She simply couldn't believe it.
Brother: "Now you should know that you can't go back now."
She couldn't believe it.
My sister said, "Isn't it good that you can easily achieve the dreams you could never achieve in your entire life?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I...it can't be, it must be a dream!"
Suddenly she got out of bed and realized it was a dream.
She got up and suddenly realized that her novel, which had been a single-player game, had become a hundred favorites!
She was so surprised she couldn't speak.
Dad smiled and said, "So happy today?"
Miao Xingzhou smiled and said, "Yes."
She said slowly, "I might actually be able to make money!"
Dad looked at Miao Xingzhou strangely.
She sat there for a while, then continued cooking.
She looked at the large amount of food in the pot and started putting it into bowls, all the while holding her phone and looking at it.
A comment suddenly appeared: "This is the worst novel I've ever read."
Didn't you check if it flowed smoothly when you wrote it?
It was as if she had fallen from heaven to hell.
She then forced a smile and said, "At least someone is criticizing me, so it's not too bad..."
A bucket of cold water was poured on the bottom.
At 11:30 a.m., my sister called and said, "I have to go back to the rented apartment again."
Miao Xingzhou: "What would you like to eat?"
Sister: "Watermelon."
Then my sister went into the store and bought a bottle of mung bean water.
After talking for a while, the older sister said, "I'll eat Mom's food, and you'll eat Dad's food."
Miao Xingzhou laughed and said, "We're all grown up now, and we still eat our parents' food."
The older sister pursed her lips.
The older sister looked at the sun. "I've gotten so tanned. I heard that Black people get tanned when they come to China."
Miao Xingzhou: "That's mixed race."
My sister hung up the phone.
She continued writing, and then she drew.
Looking at the world outside the door, do I really need to be so stubborn?
She suddenly looked at the comments and realized they weren't all bad.
Perhaps I should start working harder.
Two years later, as her mother watched her pack her bags to go to work, she smiled so much that all the wrinkles disappeared. "So now you've finally given up on pursuing your dreams?"
Miao Xingzhou: "I'll pursue that later; for now, I'll focus on making some money."
Suddenly he woke up from his dream.
Looking at the high-tech house, the bed was very comfortable and smelled nice.
She got out of bed, and her mother was watering a spider plant.
My sister was sitting upstairs, wearing a brain-computer interface.
The older brother came up and said, "What are you all doing upstairs? It's time to eat."
The robot chef announced, "I've prepared a seafood feast!"
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