"You're wrong." Su Yangyang said, "I think I'm more like a supporting role."
She pointed at the screen.
[Xiao Yingying lowered her head shyly...]
Wang Qian:?
She glanced at Su Yangyang and laughed dryly.
She admitted that she was a fan of Su Yangyang, but this was already a level that even fans could not brainwash her.
"Sister Yang, actually, it was because of you that I got into this industry!" Wang Qian immediately changed the subject. "I used to be a novelist, and I've always dreamed of becoming a screenwriter. After watching your variety show, I was inspired by your personality. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt that people should bravely pursue what they want! So I started from scratch and became a screenwriter..."
Su Yangyang checked her personality.
really.
Became a [supporting role].
In this world, there are really many people who are slowly changing because of her.
Su Yangyang looked at her and said, "Thank you."
"Huh?" Wang Qian was stunned, pushed up her glasses, and said quickly, "I should be the one thanking you! It's actually really cool to be able to write a story about your idol! And if the idol is also in the show, that would be amazing!"
She chuckled and said, "Everyone has to have dreams, right?"
Idol... Story...
These words lingered in Su Yangyang's ears.
"Wang Qian, can you help me look at something?" she asked.
"Of course!" Wang Qian replied.
——
On the way back in the car, Su Yangyang kept her eyes closed.
Bo Silin turned sideways and covered her with a blanket gently.
Before he could withdraw his hand, Su Yangyang suddenly held it down.
"Linlin." She spoke hoarsely and raised her eyes. "You said that this book was written by an admirer of yours?"
"Not an admirer." Bo Silin corrected, "but a fan."
He paused, "But they're not normal fans. Do you know what sasaeng fans are?"
Su Yangyang shook her head.
"They're the extreme group of fans," he said. "They take pride in prying into the private lives of celebrities. They often follow cars, secretly take photos, and stalk them."
"I'm not a star there, but I still have some fans. The one who wrote the book is especially fanatical."
"All my characteristics are incorporated into the book. The name is the same, but I just changed my identity."
Su Yangyang held his hand and slowly leaned forward.
Eyes fixed on him.
"Linlin, I have a guess."
As soon as she said the word "guess", combined with the question she had just asked, Bo Silin narrowed his eyes instantly.
Su Yangyang lowered her voice: "What if the murderer we've been looking for isn't here at all? I mean, not in this world."
Bo Silin was silent for a moment.
"Outrageous, but makes sense," he said.
What's even more outrageous is.
When he thought about it carefully, everything matched.
"Today I met a screenwriter. The way she held the laptop was exactly the same as when I saved Qiao Hefeng." Su Yangyang lowered her voice and spoke word by word.
"Obviously, the world is changing with words."
“The rules it operates under are ultimately rules derived from text.”
"Could the person who can control it, modify it, and know it so well be... the one who created this world in the first place?"
"We discussed this back then. This person possesses more power than I do. Even though I already have the system, I still have to compete with him for these abilities. And her abilities were already superior to mine. Look at this."
Su Yangyang brought up the description of Lin Yan's death and the scene in the bathroom.
She said, "When I was editing yesterday, I just felt at a loss as to where to begin. I didn't know how to describe the scene where Qiao and Feng's feet healed, but this person wasn't one of them."
"The clips she edited are completely consistent with the original content."
"I just deleted my name and showed Wang Qian these paragraphs..."
Su Yangyang copied out the text and pointed to the place where Qiao Hefeng's foot injury had healed and other places that had been modified previously.
Wang Qian laughed after reading it.
"The writing style has been the same up until now, but it's a bit stilted here." Wang Qian was referring to the part where Qiao Hefeng injured his foot. "I guess the author took a nap here? It's not done well! Hahaha!"
Su Yangyang said, "She could tell at a glance that what I wrote was different from the others. But she didn't notice any traces of other people's revisions."
In the end, she made the final decision.
"I think the murderer behind this is the same person as the original author of this book. At least, this possibility is very high."
The car was silent.
Bo Silin was silent for a long time.
"There's another thing." He suddenly thought, "When I got into the car accident, it was because she was following me."
Su Yangyang raised her eyebrows.
The two things are not related.
But at this moment, it seems particularly terrifying.
Su Yangyang leaned against the car and closed her eyes.
If this person really existed in another world, she should race against time to repair the world as soon as possible.
The car stopped in front of the gate of the Bo family's yard.
Su Yangyang got off the car.
She paused, deliberately delaying Bo Silin by a few seconds.
"If my guess just now is true, you should be able to see it now, right?" Su Yangyang muttered to herself and turned her head to look around.
at the same time.
In a small room.
The tablet used for writing was spread out.
Text is being automatically generated.
[If my guess just now is true, you should be able to see it now, right? ]
The fingers on the table froze.
“Bang!”
The keyboard fell to the ground.
Broke in two.
Su Yangyang narrowed her eyes and walked straight into the Bo family's gate.
As soon as I entered the room, I was pulled by a hand in the dark and pushed directly onto the bed.
Their eyes met.
She looked into those amber eyes, and both of their skin heated up.
"Did you change me into a normal man when we set out this morning?"
"Yeah." Su Yangyang nodded and emphasized, "And I just checked, there are no changes. This means that the other party, like me, should also have a limit on the number of modifications."
Bo Silin curled his lips and said, "Then let's piss her off to death now."
Don't let him achieve harmony between man and nature?
Oh.
dream.
The thought that this scene might be seen by the other side made both of them excited.
Su Yangyang immediately hooked her arm around Bo Silin's neck.
"Aren't you afraid that I might get hurt now?"
Bo Silin pinched her face and said, "You forgot that you can modify the plot now."
The other party obviously cannot take Yangyang's life, otherwise he would have killed her long ago and would not have gone to so much trouble to arrange for the masked man and Yu Xi.
So the worst outcome would not be death.
Then can't we just go back and modify the plot then?
"Okay." Su Yangyang nodded, "Make her mad to death."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Su Yangyang reached out and let down the hair that was in the way.
Her black hair spread out on the bed. She stretched out her legs to clamp Bo Silin and turned over.
Then he slowly leaned forward.
The kiss went deep, and Bo Silin's kiss began to move down...
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