My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

The curtain of the stage slowly opened, and a handsome young man stood on the stage holding a fan, looking around in confusion.

It was Qingchen.

"Hey, where's my dad?" Qing Chen fanned himself and said something shocking?

"Huh? I'm your father?"

(The author appears on stage, with an ordinary appearance and a ruler in his hand)

"Hey, that's right. You created me, so you are my father. Are you my mother? Oh, yes, you can be my mother, because you are both a father and a mother. You are a single dog."

Qing Chen answered with a wicked smile.

"I like what you said first, but I don't like what you said second."

The author frowned and patted Qingchen.

"You are the author. You wrote everything I said, so don't be angry."

Qingchen smiled, it didn't hurt anyway.

"That's true." The author nodded. "Do you know why I wrote this chapter?"

"Isn't this simple? Because you find it interesting and it can bring you closer to your readers..." Qingchen listed a lot of benefits.

The author nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go on."

"Actually, I just wanted to write one chapter to make it 100,000 words."

Qingchen finally told the truth.

The author raised his eyebrows and patted him again, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not like you. I have good writing skills and rich imagination. What's wrong with watering it down like that!"

"It's nothing, it's just my fault for talking too much." Qingchen smiled awkwardly. What to do? Just pamper him, he is the author.

"But since you're here, why not say something useful? You ask the questions and I'll answer them." The author gestured to Qingchen.

"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"

The author raised the ruler.

Qingchen quickly changed the subject: "Why did you create a character with a personality like mine?"

"Actually, it's because I wanted to create an ideal protagonist, with a good personality, versatile, good at both literature and martial arts, and not boring. Unfortunately, my writing skills are limited, and it took me more than 30 chapters to barely create an image like you now. I'm ashamed."

"You should be ashamed. Look at me, my novel is so well written, you can't compare to me... But after all, I was created by you." Seeing the author raised the ruler again, Qing Chen quickly changed his words.

"Humph, you're not going to feel uncomfortable if you don't tease me a little, right? Keep asking!"

"Okay, keep asking. Are you satisfied with my current image?"

"I'm not particularly satisfied with it. It's my first time writing, and I didn't handle a lot of details well. It took me so long to explain what kind of person you are, and it still doesn't necessarily satisfy the readers."

"So did you plan to have multiple female protagonists from the beginning?"

"In fact, I originally planned to have a single female protagonist in the end, but my ability is limited, and the writing is really not good, not as good as this one, and the more I write about a single female protagonist, the harder it is for me to continue."

"Tsk, you can't do this... But it's my first time writing, I believe the readers will forgive you."

“I will work harder in the future!”

"come on!"

"... "

"... "

"That's all?" The author looked at Qingchen in confusion.

"That's all. You don't know what to say anymore, right? You are the author. After all, it was you who asked me to ask the question just now." Qingchen complained.

"Yeah, how about I ask you one last question?"

"Hurrah."

"Are you looking forward to meeting other time travelers in the future?"

"Of course, that would be more fun, wouldn't it?"

Qingchen and the author laughed at the same time this time. The author patted Qingchen again and said, "Go away, go back and accompany me to the end! I have a wish that I will never have the chance to realize in this lifetime, please realize it for me!"

Qingchen nodded, and finally said seriously: "I will carry on your will and live the way you expect!"

"I believe it!" the author nodded.

They both bowed.

The curtain falls.