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He Yuhe only arrived at the summit today due to some business. At the summit, there was a section on the analysis of recent famous works. He Yuhe criticized Liang Sheng's "Gap" series in public, criticizing, swearing, and even involving personal matters. attack.

Liang Sheng didn't say a word and didn't respond.

Almost every report said so, but none of the reports mentioned what exactly He Yuhe scolded.

But from the current point of view, there is something wrong with this He Yuhe.

After reading the report, Xiao Ji leaned on the side of his face and fell into thinking.

Glancing from the corner of her eye, she suddenly found that there were still a large number of small water droplets sticking to the colander, which were crystal clear and gleaming.

Will there be information on the water droplets?

Xiao Ji leaned over curiously, and tried to use the smart bracelet to translate the little water droplets.

Sections of short and short texts were laid out in front of Xiaoji's eyes----

"He Yuhe's suppression of juniors is too obvious, isn't it stupid?"

"Drunk, drunk, how can there be such a person in the world."

"I feel sorry for Liang Sheng. [Hug]"

"Distressed Liang Sheng +1"

"Liang Sheng is pitiful enough, why should he be treated like this, so sad tat"

"Is this He Yuhe sick? I'm so jealous that I dare to speak ill of my goddess..."

"That's right, Liang Sheng is so strong and so outstanding."

……

These appear to be comments made by individuals.

Xiao Ji scanned hundreds of messages, and found that almost everyone was pitying Liang Sheng and belittling He Yuhe.

There were even more violent words, cursing and smearing Mr. He Yuhe.

In this case……

Will the author be happier? After all, so many people are supporting her.

Xiao Ji suddenly realized something and suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Huh? What's the situation?

Whether that annoying big pig's trotter Gao is happy, what does it matter to her?

What do you care about these?

Xiao Ji scratched his head and thought for a while, then he understood.

Because the author transferred the negative energy to himself when he confided, if the author is happier, then the negative energy in himself will be less.

After finding a reasonable explanation, Xiao Yunji relaxed, shook his head, stopped thinking about what he had, and concentrated on finding other information.

Fishing, fishing, all the information that was fished later was some repeated information, and there were no other new discoveries.

Slowly, it was completely dark.

Xiao Ji first went to the laboratory to return the colander, and then slowly slid back to the shelter.

She huddled under the tattered quilt, and then organized the whole story in her mind.

The author is so unlucky, can't it be the result of his own curse?

Really, if the author updates more and accumulates more virtues, I will not say so many words to curse the author, and the author will definitely be luckier.

Who told the author not to update?

Xiao Ji shrunk into a ball, sniffed, and then tried to drive some inexplicable guilt out of his brain. After tossing in his heart for a long time, he slowly fell asleep.

.

In the dream, Xiao Ji felt that she had slipped out of the quilt as if peeling off her shell, and then floated up little by little.

Her body was limp, completely out of her control, as if there was a strange energy guiding her body, she involuntarily began to drift towards a certain direction.

Floating, floating, floating, she slowly floated into the chaos, and then faintly penetrated a certain layer of membrane.

After floating for a while, the strange force became stronger and stronger, and finally pulled him to a certain place.

A dark place.

Xiao Ji moved her feet, and found that she had stepped on the ground, and the touch was very real. She pinched her arm again, which hurt very much, not like a dream at all.

Just now, it seems that some diaphragm has been penetrated...

Dimension diaphragm?

Have you crossed over again?

Xiao Ji rubbed his head in a daze, but he still didn't want to understand.

There was almost no light in the space, and Xiao Ji couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, so she could only stretch out her hands and feel blindly. Soon, she touched a wall.

and many more.

Touched a wall?

If it is time travel, why can she touch the three-dimensional things?

Xiao Ji vaguely recalled what Ah Shang said——

"We found that whenever the author-led time travel, the web text can touch the three-dimensional objects, but if it is the web text-led, the web text cannot affect the three-dimensional, just like when you reach out to touch something, it will directly Through objects, nothing can be touched."

So, this time travel is led by the author?

Under what circumstances will the author lead the time travel...

Suddenly, Xiao Ji recalled the first crossing.

My heart skipped a beat.

The author won't... something happened again?

☆、No.20 fifth watch

Xiao Ji was a little flustered.

If the author hangs up, then she will never update, and it will never end.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ji panicked even more, and had no time to worry about respect or disrespect, so he yelled, "Big pig's hoof?"

"Author? Big Pig Hoof?"

No one responded.

Slowly, the eyes began to adjust to the darkness.

There is sparse moonlight outside the window, and Xiao Ji can faintly see the outline of the surrounding environment.

Chuáng, table, vase...

Still in the hotel.

Xiao Ji squinted his eyes and tried hard to identify for a while, and found a figure sitting quietly on the bed.

She calmed down a bit, licked her lips, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, and moved to the side of the figure.

Then, Xiao Ji stretched out his hand and waved in front of the man's eyes: "Hey, big pig's hoof."

In the next second, Xiao Ji's hand was grabbed violently.

Xiao Ji was taken aback.

Why does the pig trotter author like to pull other people's hands so much...

The author's hands were very cold, and the palms were covered with cold sweat. They were pulled very hard, and the fingers trembled slightly.

There was also the sound of irregular breathing spraying on his hands, making it slightly itchy.

Xiao Ji was pulled very painfully, but couldn't break free.

What strange situation?

In the darkness, Xiao Ji couldn't see the author's expression at all, and couldn't judge what happened.

But judging from the strength of that hand, the big pig's hoof should be alive and well.

Xiao Ji vaguely remembered that there was a desk lamp on the bedside table.

With her left hand being pulled by the author, she could only stretch her right arm vigorously, supporting her body on her knees, trying her best to touch the switch on the desk lamp.

"Don't turn on the light." Liang Sheng's voice was weak and hoarse.

Who wants to listen to you?

Xiao Ji muttered something in his heart, and then pressed the switch with a "click".

The bright light shrouded it, and everything was clearly visible.

Liang Sheng sat curled up on the edge of the pillow, a few strands of wet black hair hung down on Ou Bai's arms, his cheeks were covered with cold sweat, his lips trembled slightly, and there were deep bloodshot teeth marks on them.

Her eyelashes trembled a few times in the light and shadow, and there was unfaded fear in her eyes.

Like it was just picked up from hell.

Xiao Ji was stunned for a while, this was the first time he saw the author such a gaffe.

So fresh.

But this gaffe didn't last long. After the light came on, Liang Sheng's tensed fingers visibly loosened. She retracted her jaw, let go of Xiao Ji's hand, and then smoothly buttoned the loose button on her neckline.

When he looked up again, the fear in Liang Sheng's eyes had completely dissipated.

Liang Sheng's eyelids drooped, his eyes fell, and he asked, "Why aren't you floating?"

"Because you recruited me this time." Xiao Ji blinked.

Liang Sheng nodded thoughtfully, his slender eyelashes concealing the emotion in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Xiao Ji turned his mind and only thought of one possibility.