Chapter 50 Nonsensical Style

The author said angrily, "Stop! Don't make any noise! If there is any more quarrel, I will write you all to death immediately.

Just like when the TV was turned on to mute, everyone immediately silenced, and immediately only the picture had no sound.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it." The author said.

Everyone looked at the author eagerly, and their eyes were full of pleading.

Ding Yi also looked at the author eagerly without saying anything, and his eyes were full of expectations.

The author thought: "It's really more nonsense to write them all to death. I can't become more nonsense here in order to make the following articles nonsensical. Besides, Ding Yi is the protagonist. If he doesn't accept his words, he doesn't work hard in the performance, which will affect the effect of the performance. Then listen to him once and don't take this Some people are dead."

So he said, "Okay. If you want to thank Ding Yi, then I won't write you to death."

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed, turned to Ding Yi and kowtowed and thanked one after another. His head knocked on the mountain, and suddenly everyone was dizzy. They fell to the ground together, twitched a few times, and did not move. The moment their bodies came into contact with the ground, they made a loud crashing sound, and the scene was spectacular.

Ding Yi said urgently, "Your Excellency, didn't you promise me not to write them to death? Why did you write them to death again? Confucius said that no one can stand without faith!"

The author laughed and said, "Who is Confucius? Is it the second boy in the Kong family who sells pancakes? What does it mean that people can't stand without faith? Is it true that people are not good when they don't receive text messages, or is that what they mean?

Ding Yi was shocked. At a loss. He whispered to himself, "My lord, I used to say that you were an educated person."

The author smiled kindly and said, "What is culture? Can I eat it with soy sauce?

Ding Yi wanted to vomit blood and died. Suddenly, he woke up and burst into a cold sweat. He said in his heart, "How can I have the idea of spitting blood and die?" Does the author have to write me to death? Doesn't he want to create this work? Won't you write: 'The protagonist Ding Yi vomited blood and died', and then add the word 'the end of the whole play' and it's over, right? Or does he want to change the hero and change me to another person after I die? 555555555... What can I do about 5?"

The author saw that his face was like earth and comforted him, "Don't think too much. I don't have that idea. Besides, I have promised you not to write them to death, and of course I won't write you to death. You see, they are not dead yet. They just fainted together.

Ding Yi was skeptical and went over to explore everyone's breath and found that they were still breathing, so he breathed a sigh of relief, took a breath gently, and breathed for the author's life.

"Your Excellency, since you don't write them to death, why do you want to write them down? If you faint on the ground and lie on the cold ground like this, everyone will be troubled by rheumatoid arthritis.

"It doesn't matter. If you have rheumatoid arthritis, you can use gynecological cleansing, which is healthier."

"Damn it, can rheumatoid arthritis be treated with gynecology? Is this too wrong? Is rheumatoid arthritis cleaned with gynecological inflammation? Where to wash?" Ding Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

The author suddenly realized. I made a mistake and made a mistake. I watched too many TV commercials, and this advertisement popped up in my mind. Correction, rheumatoid arthritis is not washed with gynecological inflammation.

"That's right, how can it be used to treat rheumatoid arthritis?" Seeing that the author finally corrected his mistake, Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, it is not washed with Fu Yanjie, but taken orally with Fu Yanjie."

"I*." Ding Yi burst out a swearing. ( Note: The "*" mentioned by Ding Yi represents a word. The word is written as a word. There is a horizontal in the middle of the word, that is, the word "bet". The word "in the middle" removes the remaining word of the word "door". It means the sun, and the Chinese pinyin spelling is "RI", which is pronounced without four tones. Because the author of this article is a person who usually doesn't speak rudely, but Ding Yi did say a rude sentence in this situation. In order to truly reflect the situation at that time and not make the text of this article too vulgar, the author took great pains to explain it for a long time. He did not write this word and let the readers guess it out. Good-hearted. I'm exhausted, damn it.)

Ding Yi continued: "My lord, I didn't expect you to be more ridiculous than your 'suprogatewriter'."

The author laughed treacherously. Xixi ploughed and raped the kang. The author was so impressed by Fu Yanjie's advertisement that he couldn't help reading Fu Yanjie's advertisement again with the tone of the foreign girl in the advertisement.

Ding Yi doesn't know how to interface. After being stunned for a long time, he saw that those people were still fainting on the ground and had to say, "Then why did you write them down?"

"Gaga, I didn't write them in the first place. It's good that they didn't write them to death, so it's very good to give you face to write them unconscious. Besides, they are here, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

This is the truth. Ding Yi nodded.

"I didn't casually write these people down and faint. After these idle people faint, I can say something important to you." The author said to Ding Yi.

"Oh. So that's it." Ding Yi suddenly realized. Mr. Author, what do you want to say to me?

"I'm wondering how this story should develop and continue this nonsense style? Or change back to my serious writing attitude?"

Ding Yi doesn't care what route the author takes. As long as he has a good time in the work, there are only beautiful women and happy sex/life (Ding Yi, as an idol, has a relatively poor imagination. Please forgive me. In his idea, he always thinks that a good life is a beautiful woman and a happy sex/life, but there are no other higher pursuits, and the author despises it. It doesn't matter what route the author takes, whether it's abstract or realistic, nonsense, and it doesn't matter if it's a third-level route.

But he still depends on the author. If one sentence annoys the author, maybe the author will lose his temper and write him to death, he will be ugly. It's not terrible to write to death. If he is written that his brain is paralyzed, hemiplegia, and incontinence, he is really worse than death, so he still can't show his indifferent attitude in front of the author. So he pretended to be very serious and said, "I think this nonsensical style is good, very good, extremely good, not ordinary good, but incompetuable."

"Oh?" The author became interested and discussed with him: "Why? Why do you have this idea? Let's talk about it."

In fact, Ding Yi has his own small abacus in his heart. If it is a nonsensical style, he can live a happy life in his work. He doesn't have to face all kinds of social ugliness in real life. For example, the old students in the account bully new classmates, such as that (Ding Yi hates social ugliness. Thinking of these social ugly phenomena, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he had to replace it with "that one") and so on, so he tried his best to int help the author to change into a nonsensical style: "I think the nonsensical style is good. People just want to be relaxed and happy. What's good about realism? It's too realistic to lose fun, and readers don't like to read it.

The author is still uncertain: "But as a serious writer, he suddenly turns into a nonsensical style, which will make readers uncomfortable, and there may be physiological exclusion."

"I*, damn it, I'll do it." Ding Yi burst out a few swear words one after another, and said indignantly, "What's wrong with the exclusion? It's not rowing... That's nothing, it's not rowing... That's nothing, it's just exclusion. What's the fuss? I firmly believe that you'd better change your nonsensical style.

"What's not that? Isn't it the same as that? What a mess? What the hell are you trying to say?" The author was puzzled by what Ding Yi said, so he didn't have time to continue to pretend to be in-depth and ask him shamelessly.

Ding Yi said seriously, "I'm not a rough person, but when I got to the number, I was affected by their social scum, so I became a rough person. There are no rude people in the world. If you talk too much, you will become a rude person. But after they changed from a thin person to a rough person, they still more or less kept the truth in their hearts, so they couldn't help but use 'that what' instead of rudeness when they said rudely. From this point, it can also be seen that who is a real rough person and who has changed from the original thin person to a rough person. Like me, I have changed from the original thin man to a rough man.

"Damn it. Ding Yi, if you go on like this, you will become a Tang monk (Note 1: Since Luo Jiaying played the Tang monk, this unsmiling monk has become a synonym for wordy, which is also a great sadness of Buddhism). Talk about P (Note 2: Because the author is also a small person, when it comes to the indecent word 'fart' Instead of the English letter 'P', I have good intentions. In addition, I would like to express my sincere apologies for the English letter 'P'). What do you think the 'what' you're talking about is?

Ding Yi hesitated again and again, and decided to be a straight person, not a crooked person, so he said truthfully, "I mean, it's just exclusion, not excretion, not ovulation, what's the fuss?"

After listening to his unexpected words, the author seemed to not know him. He looked straight at Ding Yi with no expression on his face. I was scared to see Ding Yi.

"What's wrong?" Ding Yiqiang smiled.

"You should be very sloddy. You also said that you used to be a thin person. How could you make such a swear word? Contempt and hostility. If you go on like this, I will change your future and fate.

Ding Yi's heart thumped. It's a big event about his own future and fate. He can't play tricks. I don't know how the author will change his future and fate?

"Let you have no beautiful car beauty and happy sex/life in the future."

For Ding Yi, the author's decision is a great disaster, and we must not let this situation become a reality. Ding Yi hurriedly explained, "I just said casually, don't care. This is my little suggestion. It's entirely up to you to decide whether to adopt it or not.

The author actually has some activities in his heart. In fact, the nonsensical style is also good. Originally, the author himself is a nonsensical person. The article is like that person, that's right.

Ding Yi saw that the author was silent and knew that there had been some changes in the author's psychology, and this change was obviously progressing in a direction beneficial to him. He was secretly happy, but on the surface, he remained calm. Continue to pretend to look at the author respectfully and be ready to accept the teachings.

The author thought for a while and was ready to change this article into a nonsensical style, but as a strict literary enthusiast who has been serious, serious, rigorous and willing to learn and strict compositions for years, if he changes his style immediately, he will not be able to turn around in his mind.

The author played his usual method, that is, put the difficult things aside first and then slowly solve them later. He is kind and full of majesty and considerate (Note: This is not a simple thoughtfulness. In this thoughtfulness, there is love with gentleness, gentleness with reason, reason with intelligence, intelligence in intelligence, beauty in beauty, auspiciousness with firmness, firmness with courage in firmness, courage, etc. Next, I'm exhausted. Take a breath first... Diligence, diligence with joy...) said, "Now put this problem aside first. Let's solve more important things first. I will write about these people (the author pointed to the people who fainted to the ground while talking and so on)."