Soon, in front of him, a door of light began to slowly condense and take shape.

Jiang Du's figure jumped and disappeared directly into the light door.

This light door seemed to be the door of time and space. He transformed into his own appearance and appeared in a brand new environment.

This is a room with a faint smell of cigarette smoke. A young man with a slightly fat body and a handsome face is sitting on the bed, smoking a cigarette and thinking hard about something in front of the computer.

The young man didn't realize that there was an additional figure in his room.

I have no choice but to go home during the Chinese New Year and write a novel. I can't afford a house in the school district, so I can only stay at home in the countryside.

Although it is a little inconvenient to do everything in a rural home, the only advantage is that the room is large enough.

This resulted in the young man not noticing Jiang Du's existence.

Of course, it may also be that the young man is too involved in thinking about something at this time.

"Made, the writing is too exciting. The protagonist is in a desperate situation and has no way to survive. What should I do?"

The young man stared at the screen dumbfounded and muttered this sentence.

Jiang Du...

It's so realistic, so realistic.

All of this really makes it seem as if this young man exists, and all of his experiences come from novels coded by this young man.

My own destiny is controlled by such a pair of fat hands.

The most important thing is, can you not break the desperate situation you wrote?

What’s your fucking outline!

"Old hoop!"

Jiang Du gritted his teeth and screamed.

The young man raised his head in confusion, and his eyes met Jiang Du's.

The young man was stupid.

Urgent, waiting online!

My protagonist came out of the book...
Chapter completed!