jdhmnovel Chapter 235: A Novel Character Based on Me
Chapter 235: A Novel Character Based on Me
Every time I heard or read a paragraph of this text, my heart sank.
The same.
How can the description be so precise? It is exactly the same as the data she tested.
After hearing this, I went to look at other chapters, specifically the descriptions of interstellar technology.
Hey, I've seen this one too.
Hehe, this is in Mr. Su’s hands.
Hehe, she picked up this chip and looked at it.
……
Oh my god, this is really weird.
How could this author be so unethical that not only does he have writer's block every day when writing his novel, but he also secretly includes his own agenda?
Who taught her to write novels like this?
Don’t you know that no one will take it seriously?
She is really angry!
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Old Yang looked at the watermelons in the ice storage, scratched his head and counted them again and again.
"That's weird. Was this the number yesterday? Why do I feel like the number of watermelons in the ice storage is decreasing every day?"
The assistant beside him lowered his head, his eyes wandering, and said vaguely: "Maybe you remembered it wrongly."
Old Yang put his hands behind his back and said, "Am I so old and confused that I can get a number wrong every day?"
"Is there someone stealing the watermelon corpse here?"
The assistant laughed and said, "Why steal a corpse? If you want to steal something, why not steal a living plant?"
"But," Old Yang said, facing the few remaining watermelons in the ice storage, "I remember the watermelons were piled up like a mountain that day. Can you show me the 17 watermelons piled up like a mountain in the ice storage?"
"..."
No, why are they so greedy? It would be fine if they stole a little, but now there are only seventeen left. Even an idiot can see that something is wrong!
The assistant's mouth twitched. "Ha, ha, ha, maybe Watermelon Baby has his own way of dealing with death."
Elder Yang had a blank expression on his face. “I’ll give you a chance to tell the truth. Also, wipe off the watermelon seed at the corner of your mouth.”
"..."
Mr. Yang gathered everyone together and stood on the podium with a very serious expression.
"I already know everything about it. This is a very serious matter. There has never been such a thing in the universe. Even if it is just the corpse of a watermelon, it is not something you can touch. The love of interstellar people for plants should be engraved in their bones, not in their mouths."
"The author has the ability to grow so many plants. We can't control her mouth, but why should you eat it?"
"Are you worthy of the plants, worthy of so many interstellar people, and worthy of yourselves?"
"I have a very clear understanding of the entire process of eating melons. Those who have eaten melons should stand up and wait for me to catch them later. The punishment will be different."
As soon as Mr. Yang finished speaking, some people in the audience began to stand up reluctantly.
The people who stood up first all blushed and were extremely ashamed. They lowered their heads, curled up their bodies, and did not dare to look anyone in the eye.
But as more and more people stood up, in the end almost everyone in the conference hall stood up. The place was crowded with people, and when you stood on the stage and looked down, it was a sea of people.
The person who was originally filled with shame straightened his back instantly.
The whole person's temperament is completely different, from being timid and timid to being confident and calm as if he had never made any mistakes.
"Damn, you ate it too. You weren't in the dormitory that night so you went out to steal some watermelon and eat it, right? And you ate it without me."
"You ate without telling me, what do you mean by eating secretly? I was on duty that night, and I ate openly."
"Brother, didn't you say that those who eat watermelon are sorry for their families and the alliance?"
"I'm an orphan."
"No wonder your lips were red that day. You even said you liked to wear lipstick."
"You still have watermelon seeds on your face, and you lied to me that you had a mole."
"No, who would steal so much? There are only a dozen left. If you steal less, we can still eat for a while."
"It's over. I'm going to be shot. Can I have one more piece before I die?"
"No, the ready-made iced watermelon is there, how can I refuse it? It's just that Mr. Yang has never tasted it, otherwise he would definitely be unable to stop eating it."
The voices from below made veins pop out on Old Yang's forehead. These young people were really too outrageous.
He didn't care about the plants at all.
"Quiet--"
Old Yang shouted angrily, "I absolutely cannot eat watermelon! Whether plants are alive or dead, they should be held in the palms of our hands by us interstellar people, not stuffed into our mouths. Plants are not food!"
"You young people have never experienced the era of mass extinction of plants. You have only seen a few plants since you were born. You have no feelings about plant protection. That's why you can do such a rebellious thing!"
“Only old guys like us can always stick to our original intentions and treat plants consistently.”
Boss Yang waved his hand, but he caught a glimpse of his old friend standing beside him and nodding.
"What are you standing there for? It's not your turn to speak yet."
Mr. Fei looked embarrassed and said, "I also tasted a little bit."
An invisible slap seemed to hit Old Yang in the face.
Mr. Fei persuaded him, "Didn't the author say that if you keep it for too long it will go bad. It would be a waste if you don't eat it. Why don't you try it? It will definitely open the door to a new world for you."
I feel a little embarrassed and my hands are itching. I really want to slap these people to death.
Elder Yang decided to take back what he had said before, and said, "Even if the whole world betrays plants, I won't!"
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"(Chew chew chew) This thing is fresh (chew chew chew) How can there be such a delicious plant (chew chew chew) The juice is sweet and delicious."
Mr. Yang held half a watermelon in his hands and ate until the juice splashed. "After drinking a sip of the juice, I feel like my soul has been sublimated. This is a must-have in summer."
"What a hard life I have lived for the past few decades."
"I have lived for so long to finally taste this sweetness."
Mr. Fei chuckled and said, "You're not the only one who betrays plants in the whole world, and you won't do that either."
Elder Yang said sternly: "Does this count as betrayal? How could this count as betrayal? I have been protecting the living plants well."
Then he began to accuse: "The author sent so many plants in the beginning, and look how many are left now. You ate so many melons without my knowledge, and the rest must be mine."
Mr. Fei said dissatisfiedly, "That won't do. I only ate five, six, seven or eight of them. Why should I give you the rest? I want half."
Old Yang sneered, "Don't you know that these watermelons were given to me by the author?"
Mr. Fei said: "Don't brag without thinking. This is clearly a gift for everyone. Do you think the author knows you? Just brag."
Mr. Yang: "You don't believe it, right? Let me show you the evidence. The key character Wang Hua in the novel is obviously based on me. Do you dare to say that the author doesn't know me?"
Mr. Fei: "You are really weird. How is Wang Hua like you? Did they use you as the prototype? The author said that the novel has nothing to do with reality. You are really forcing yourself to be like him."
Elder Yang swore, "It is 100% based on me. Look, Wang Hua is also from the Interstellar Alliance. He is the leader of the Interstellar Alliance and the leader of the plant research group. He is about the same age as me.
"The most important thing is, isn't the description of my appearance exactly the same as mine?"
Mr. Fei looked at the description of the white-haired man and said, "..."
This is something that even an old man can fit into.