This ghost was full of ghostly aura, and unlike ordinary ghosts, the moment he arrived, the yin energy in the air suddenly surged. The yin energy was like substance, turning into wisps of dark smoke. This was a sign that the ghost was about to show up.
Chi Chi Shui Shui was totally unaware of what was going on around him, not knowing that a guest had politely knocked on the door in an unusual way and was laughing and joking with the audience.
At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and finally gave up the idea of chatting, and asked excitedly: "Host, I want to ask, when can I make enough money and then lie down?"
An Rugu turned his eyes away from the pale hand and looked at Chi Chi Shui Shui instead: "Lie down?"
“Yes.” Chichishuishui touched his hair and said a little embarrassedly: “I am a full-time author now, and writing is my main job. I wonder every day when I can make enough money, so that I can stop writing and live a free life with the money I earn, and no longer have to write every day~”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
【Look, is what he said a human language? 】
[You often don't update for ten days or half a month. The last book didn't have a new chapter for three months. You still have the nerve to say that you write every day. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? ]
[If you finish a book well, you will definitely become a legend. Actually, I am an editor, and the company is interested in buying your copyright. For example, if you finish this great detective book well, you will definitely be able to make a living with the copyright. What do you think? Are you tempted? Please update 3,000 words quickly.]
[Please update quickly, don't force me to kneel down and beg you! ]
Chichishuishui saw the comments in the live broadcast room, touched his nose, and chuckled: "I also want to finish it, but I write based on passion. Once the passion is over, this book will not be attractive to me. My favorite is always the next one."
He thought of his new article and clasped his fists towards the camera in a serious manner: "Brothers and sisters, my new article is about to be published, please support it."
The news about the live broadcast room of "Chi Chi Sleep Lai An Ru Gu" spread from one person to another, and many readers came to the live broadcast room after hearing the news, and the popularity of the live broadcast room increased significantly.
Without exception, these readers were furious with him, especially those who were still waiting for the completion of the detective novel, who were even more furious.
Excellent works can build a world that makes the audience feel extremely involved, and no reader does not want to know the follow-up.
This damn author is actually trying to scam me!
Many people felt dizzy and angry. They threw their phones in anger and wished they could crawl along the Internet cable to punish this bastard author who dug a hole and didn't fill it!
But they don’t know the address of this shitty author. No matter how much they vent their anger in the barrage, it’s just helpless rage and they can’t change the shitty author’s mind.
Many readers had the same thought in their minds: if there is someone who can teach the sleeping father-in-law a lesson through the Internet, that person must be their benefactor!
An Rugu narrowed his eyes and counted with his fingers: "In your horoscope, metal and water are relatively strong. As the saying goes, if metal and water are in the order, you will be the best writer in the Five Classics. You have a talent for writing. But your interest comes and goes quickly, and you tend to give up halfway."
Chi Chi Shui Shui nodded like pecking at rice, and said with some emotion: "Yes, yes, yes, I do tend to give up halfway, and I don't want to do that. Who doesn't want to finish normally? But I can make a living by writing old articles, and there is no pressure, and no one supervises me writing."
"Sometimes, I sleep until noon, order takeout, and check my phone, and half a day has passed. If I lose focus again, the whole day is gone, and I have wasted a lot of time. Every day I think about writing more tomorrow, but plans cannot keep up with changes."
"Ah, I don't know if you have noticed that I was the most focused in high school. Back then, there were no mobile phones, and I only thought about studying all day long. My efficiency was very high. It would be great if I could be that way now."
In fact, he is not deliberately setting traps and not filling them to bully readers, building his own happiness on the suffering of others.
Reversing day and night and lack of motivation are common problems for freelancers. Especially for great authors like him, the situation is even more serious.
Like a half-dead salted fish, it needs someone to pat it before it will turn over.
An Rugu calculated his career luck and was silent for a moment before saying, "You will get what you want. Your career luck will be much better this year, and you will be able to live the life you want in no time."
I ate and slept and even dreamed of lying flat on my back. I was so happy: "Really?! That's great! When did the change happen?"
The readers in the live broadcast room felt dizzy when they heard the bad news. This bastard author is writing for money. If he makes enough money, won't he update less frequently in the future?
"today."
Chi Chi Shui Shui was a little confused: "Today? What's special about today?"
At this time, he thought of the meditation spell that An Rugu had mentioned in the live broadcast room, and said with a smile: "Host, are you going to sell me the meditation spell so that I can concentrate on typing? I have always wanted to buy it, but I am too lazy to move, so I didn't go to the Taoist temple to ask for the spell. If you can send the spell to me by express delivery, that would be the best."
An Rugu sighed softly upon hearing this: "It's not a spell, but something else."
Chi Chi Shui Shui was stunned for a moment, then became very happy: "What is that? Do you have anything that can help me concentrate on my work? Has Chu Yun Guan released a new product? Hehe, I want to buy it!"
There are products such as talismans in Chuyun Temple, but you have to go in person to buy them. Some people want to buy but can't leave, so they can't go. Fortunately, Chuyun Temple's online shopping business has been in full swing since the launch of Huaimengcao.
There are not only Huaimeng grass, but also chicken blood stone bracelets, jade charms to ward off evil spirits, peach blossom bracelets and other products. Products from Chuyun Temple must be high-quality. Because the products are in short supply, a lottery is used, and only those who are destined can win.
Nowadays, everyone is proud to be able to buy the evil-repelling products of Chuyun Temple. If you can get a jade talisman to ward off evil, you will attract countless envious eyes.
An Rugu shook her head and pointed behind him: "I'm not talking about the products of Chuyun Temple, but a ghost. He has been knocking for a long time. Aren't you going to reply to him?"
Eat and sleep: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “????”
Chi Chi Shui Shui stood there in a daze, completely confused. He subconsciously turned around and saw a very white hand with its knuckles bent in the black mist, tapping the computer screen with its backhand.
He had never seen such a bizarre scene before, and he was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and couldn't help screaming: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! What the hell is this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party felt as if he had been responded to, so he slowly emerged from the computer screen, first his head, then his body, and finally his feet.
The man was probably in his twenties or thirties, and his face was extremely pale, even more so than an ordinary person’s even after being dead for three days.
Chi Chi Shui Shui was surprised to find that his feet were off the ground and his whole body was floating in the room. Was this a ghost or something else?
What he didn't expect was that after the male ghost came out of the computer screen, someone else came out of the monitor. There were men and women, both of them looked ferocious.
Eat Eat Sleep Sleep, he rolled and crawled to the corner of the room with his phone, trying his best to distance himself from the computer, and shouted as he ran: "Ghost is coming!!! Don't eat me, I'm not delicious."
The male ghost glanced at the computer, which showed the typing software, with only a brief chapter outline and a few ambiguous sentences. It seemed that the owner had written two sentences casually, couldn't write any more, and had been slacking off.
Seeing that the man could run and jump while eating and sleeping, the male ghost said angrily: "I thought you had an accident, so I didn't update. If you didn't have any accident, why didn't you update?"
Chi Chi Shui Shui was stunned when he heard this, and stopped in his tracks, with a look of question marks over his head.
What? This ghost is not here to kill me, but to urge me to update?
It's fine if people are urging for updates, but why are there ghosts urging for updates?
He was speechless for a moment. Facing the male ghost's questioning, his legs trembled and he said guiltily: "Um...you looked at me too?"
The male ghost nodded and said, "When I was alive, I read your articles every day. I am still following them after I died. When you updated regularly, I waited for updates every day. When you didn't update, I also asked you what was wrong in the comment section. I sent more than a thousand messages, but you didn't reply. I was worried that something happened to you, so I asked someone to come and find you."
Eat and sleep: "..."
Still following the update after he died? What kind of loyal fan is this?
He was so shocked that he was a little dazed. After all this time, this guy thought something had happened to him and that was why he stopped updating. This was a bit too naive.
He felt a little touched. This ghost seemed different from the scary evil ghost he had imagined. It actually cared about his health.
He stammered, "...Nothing happened to me, don't worry, just leave now."
“Will you update it then?”
I didn't want to update the article at all, but facing the death stare, I could only say shamelessly: "Writing depends on inspiration. Can you give me some time to think about it carefully?"
The male ghost got such an answer and hummed, feeling quite satisfied. After all, this was his idol, and he liked what he wrote very much. He also had a good impression of the author.
He then turned around and looked at his other companions: "The matter has been resolved, he agreed to update, so let's go."
However, at this time, another female ghost in white said coldly: "He lied to you. Many people asked him in the comment section and other platforms why he hadn't updated yet, and he said he needed to think carefully. He agreed at the time, but he never filled the hole."
The male ghost's eyes widened when he heard this, and he immediately became unhappy. He turned his head and looked at the trembling Chi Chi Shui Shui: "What do you mean, you actually lied to me?"
Chi Chi Shui Shui said awkwardly: "How could I lie to you? Hahaha."
However, at this moment, the phone dinged and a pop-up window suddenly appeared. It was a message from his author friend.
Seeing this, the male ghost snatched the phone, opened the group and looked through the chat history.
Chichishuishui is very active in this group and has posted many messages: [What updates? There will be no updates, and there will never be any updates. I can only get by by slacking off every day.]
[Readers asked me why I didn’t update, and I said I was out collecting materials, but in fact I was always at home, hahaha. ]
Male ghost: “????”
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and there was a gust of cold wind around him.
While eating and sleeping, I felt like I was being targeted by my natural enemy. I suddenly felt something was wrong and ran away without even paying attention to my phone.
However, the next second, he was surrounded by many ghosts.
The male ghost supported his arm from behind, dragged him to the computer desk, put his hands on his shoulders, pressed down hard, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face: "Write 10,000 words today."
Eat and sleep: “???”
Ten thousand words? You want him to die!
He hugged himself with his hands, trembling with fear, like a chicken being strangled by the neck.
The female ghost next to him grabbed his hands, put his hands on the keyboard, and said with a smile: "Come on, write well, we will all watch you."
Eating and sleeping cannot resist ghosts. I can only put my hands on the keyboard. The scrolling kaleidoscope of life flashes before my eyes. My mind is blank, and there is no plot at all.
He swallowed and said bravely, "Do you have to be so anxious? Can you give me some time to think about it?"
"No." The male ghost no longer trusted him: "You must write it today. I'll watch you write and you can think about it while you write."
I was surrounded by many ghosts while eating and sleeping, and I was met with burning gazes. I was scared to death and didn't know what to do.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he was still connected to An Rugu, and he grabbed a life-saving straw and shouted: "Anchor, help me, they are forcing me to type!"
Ordinary mobile phone cameras cannot capture ghosts, but the audience in the live broadcast room can hear the sounds of eating and sleeping, and with An Rugu's retelling, the audience has already understood what is going on.
The barrage was simply exploding!
Maybe people’s joys and sorrows are not the same. Although he was going crazy from eating and sleeping, the audience in the live broadcast room were almost dying of laughter.
[Damn, a ghost is urging me to update via the Internet? I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it.]
[Ghost: I've never heard of such a strange request. I'll satisfy you! ]
[Does the dog author's face hurt? ]
[When they came, they were actually typing on the computer. They were so polite. I cried.]
【Finally someone did what I've always wanted to do. 】
[Didn’t Mr. Sleep just say that he hoped to go back to high school, with someone to push him to write? Now that someone is here, shouldn’t you be satisfied? (dog head)]
When An Rugu saw that these ghosts had no intention of harming the people they were destined to meet, she did not take action. Otherwise, she would have used the spell to summon them over.
Faced with Chi Chi Sleeping's crying and pleading, An Rugu remained silent for a while and said, "You just said that you hope someone will urge you to write. Isn't that good?"
Chi Chi Shui Shui wanted to cry but had no tears. She shouted into the phone: "The person I'm talking about is from the world of the living, not the underworld!"
It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he did, the ghosts got a little angry.
The white-clothed female ghost said angrily, "What? You still despise me for not being a mortal? Before I died, I was also your reader and even gave you a reward as the leader. Can't I urge you to update more?"
"What? You're still my leader?"
"Yes." The female ghost in white said her ID.
He was in a daze, eating and sleeping. This reader gave him a lot of money as a reward, and he still remembers it.
The white-clothed female ghost looked at the others and said indignantly, "We met through the Internet after death. We are all your genuine readers. Please speak honestly. You dug so many holes but didn't fill them. Are you worthy of us?"
Others sighed, "Yeah, I thought I'd see updates in my lifetime, but I didn't expect to die without seeing any. What can I do? I can only urge for updates."
"My last wish is to see this article finished. You won't even fail to fulfill this wish, will you?"
Faced with the questioning from the sponsor who had rewarded him, his arrogance of eating and sleeping disappeared, and he could only complain with a sad face: "Then can't you guys urge for more updates normally?"
Normal readers would urge for updates through the screen, but these ghosts are different, crawling over along the Internet cables!
The male ghost was indignant: "There's nothing I can do. Normal methods won't work on you."
Eat and sleep: "..."
He really didn't want to be tortured like this, so he rushed to his phone and screamed in fear: "Anchor, come and save me, I will be killed by them."
An Rugu said calmly, "Didn't you just say that you hoped to make a lot of money? My calculation shows that your career luck will improve from today on, and they are your benefactors."
Eat and sleep: “???”
He looked around at these ghosts who were not touching the ground, his thighs trembling, and he regretted it deeply: "Who wants to be urged by ghosts to update? It's better not to have such career luck!"
Before An Rugu could say anything, these ghosts grabbed Chichishuishui and stuffed him back into the computer desk, staring at him with sharp eyes and kind smiles on their faces.
In the chaos, someone hit the hang-up button on the phone and the connection was terminated.
The readers in the live broadcast room only had time to hear the screams of eating and sleeping.
But not only were they not worried, they even felt like laughing.
【The light of righteousness fell on the earth.】
[I've only heard of Ghost Blowing Out the Light, but never heard of Ghost Urging for Updates, hahahahaha. 】
[As long as you can deal with the sleeping uncle, no matter if he is a human or a ghost, he is my half-brother! ]
[I have never seen such a professional team to urge updates. Do they accept other business? I also want to order one for the author of the article I am following. ]
【Author: What hatred or grudge? 】
When the audience saw other people being haunted by ghosts, they were usually afraid and terrified, but today was an exception. They all seemed to enjoy the fact that the ghosts urged them to update while they ate and slept.
When An Rugu saw the screen full of comments like "Happy New Year", she realized how much resentment her eating and sleeping had caused.
She thought about it, but finally didn't care. After all, the destined person said that he wanted to finish it, and he also hoped that someone would supervise him. In a sense, it was also what she wanted.
It not only fulfilled his wish, but also the wishes of countless readers.
Many people hope to ask the team to find other authors.
There are even some brave authors who say that they have a serious procrastination problem and want to be urged to update their works in this way.
[I am also an online writer. I slack off for two hours and write for five minutes. Am I the only one who is attracted by this team that urges updates? ]
[Yes, you are the only one. ]
[Oh my god, you are really brave. You are really risking your life to write this.]
[When the time comes, the team urging for updates will directly become a team of black coffin bearers, professional funeral attendees! (dog head)]
An Rugu blinked and said, it is not impossible to set up a team to serve those in need.
When these people have finished their work of eating and sleeping, it would be better to recruit them and let them find other authors through the Internet.
Of course, we only accept orders from authors at the moment. If the author doesn’t take the initiative to order, and your home is suddenly visited by ghosts, you’ll probably be scared and have problems.
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