Chapter 004: Liu Lao Liu

I suddenly sat up and said: "What are you doing up so early? Don't you know I am a poor loser?"

The next day, while I was sleeping soundly, I heard the heavenly child shouting in my ear: "Xiao Qiang, get up quickly, the sun is already shining on your backside!"

I secretly received the message: "How many dreams are flying freely."

Heavenly Realm Doll said: "Go straight."

I simply buried my head under the blanket. However, I forgot that the voice of the celestial doll has penetrating capabilities; it automatically transformed into a tape recorder

Let me get a car for you first, and we will head out right away

I suddenly understood the astonishment in my master's eyes—The Sixth Hospital is the mental health facility here

The remaining half consists of readers urging for updates, while the other half keenly points out my slow progress and the stagnation of the plot. I have a love-hate relationship with such readers, but there is nothing I can do. Writing a novel is much like pulling a thread; once you find a long strand, you can pull for quite a while. Sometimes, you think you've found it, only to discover that what you've pulled out is just as long as an eyelash, which means I have to rethink the next phase of the plot.

Less talk

I could not help but feel: "It flowed gently into the moonlight." Then I exclaimed in anger, "Do you dare not sing Phoenix Legend?"

Due to the inconvenience of sitting in my seat, I quietly asked, "Hey, where are we going?"

Haha, I see. Have you earned over 10,000 in monthly income?

I struggled to glance out the window; the sky was just beginning to brighten. I turned over and murmured, "Don't make a fuss"

I am curious to ask: "Who do you plan to find to help me"

Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening

Heavenly Realm Doll said: "This is the person we are looking for"

Aren't you writing about female ghosts? Of course, if you shut yourself off from the world, you won't find inspiration. That part about fear you wrote feels very unrealistic. I can help you find a real ghost to experience life; one with long hair and a strong sense of resentment. If that's not enough, I can find one who has lived a life before. Of course, I will still try to ensure that they are of Japanese nationality and died in China.

The driver glanced at me strangely in the rearview mirror and continued to drive silently

Then why don't you park there

Isn't this a way to save money

If you walk another 50 meters ahead, there is a recycling station; the person we are looking for is right there

I said in frustration: "What did you bring me here for?"

I am not tired yet

I am gazing up at the moon above

Do they take the train or the plane

Consider this: a big man, speaking to himself and hesitating, arrives at this place. No wonder the master dares not accept my money. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake; he must have thought I was home...

I suddenly turned over and said: "By the way, I just remembered, you don't need to sleep, do you?"

The celestial doll remained indifferent upon seeing me, and repeatedly said: "Get up, get up."

"Not as good as the Cowherd; the Cowherd represents the proletarian rogue, self-serving and harmful to others. However, my father and I are harmful to others without benefiting ourselves, which is particularly detestable"

Even if it is an airplane

Hmm

The celestial doll said with a smile: "Anyway, you won't be able to write it out. As long as you take care of my matters, I will find someone to help you, ensuring that your inspiration flows like a burst of water."

I was suddenly at a loss for words

I see you are either a homebody or a loser

Cut a segment of time flowing slowly

Heavenly Doll said: "Of course I need to sleep, it's just that I feel like I sleep for about a hundred days or so"

I said cautiously, "We must neither steal nor rob."

I straightened my body and said: "Go straight."

I said with a stern face: "This is also a matter of privacy!"

I got out of the car, took out my wallet, and asked: "How much is it?"

I am filled with grievances regarding this matter, so I expressed my complaints: "My parents are almost going crazy wanting to have a grandchild, and the renovations are all done with a family of three in mind. If they find a woman lying in my bed, they will definitely take my clothes and lock the door."

I quietly added: "Hey, dark and gloomy— you won, can I stop writing now?"

Alright—then this fellow started singing to himself, "The vast horizon is my love..." It abruptly stopped at this point, and I unconsciously hummed, "Under the endless green mountains, the flowers are blooming!"

The celestial doll receives no response and begins to hum a tune for its own amusement. I lie in complete darkness, with a cloth doll sleeping beside me, and a faint, almost imperceptible child's voice drifts through the room. I feel that I am stronger than the little cockroach M. Hetushu? .com No. 2; after all, he is from "The Ring," while I am from "Ju-on." At least Sadako appears to be a slender young woman, but who can I talk to about the songs sung by the cloth doll?

I said: "What do you want me to accompany you in doing?"

I am not joking with you; it is true

It is still early now

I sighed, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then sat idly in front of the computer and said to the celestial doll: "I need to work first, and I will play with you later."

Anyway, you have to get up; it's quite boring for me to be awake alone

I said with irritation: "This is private!"

Accompany me in play

Get up, get up, get up

Are your friends Little Bear and Big Yellow Duck coming

The driver kept asking for directions, so I had to keep asking the celestial child. A person in the back seat was busy answering questions back and forth. After about 20 minutes, the car stopped in front of a hospital. The driver looked at me with a strange gaze and said, "Are you getting off here?"

I placed it in front of me and asked: "Besides me, do you know anyone else?"

I said with hope: "Then you should sleep!"

Moreover, the challenge of writing a comedic novel lies in the punchlines and gimmicks. When there is a plot and a gimmick, producing a chapter in two hours is quite easy; however, this is under the premise of smooth progress. This chapter may be the result of a week or even a month of accumulation, or at least the result of pondering over it for a night. My updates are relatively slow, generally one chapter of 3,000 words per day, and sometimes I experience bursts of creativity where the output doubles. Typically, I finish today's chapter and immediately start brainstorming the content for the next one. However, at this moment, I have neither a plot nor any substantial material to work with, akin to a dog trying to bite a hedgehog—there's nothing to grasp. I can only watch the screensaver flash occasionally (writing a comedic novel is truly not easy, sigh—author's note)

I exited the community and took a taxi. The driver asked me, "Where to?"

I lay still, deliberately ignoring it, thinking to myself: If a thief were to come in at this moment and see me sleeping with a doll, they would surely think I am a pervert

What are you asking this for

I looked up and saw that indeed there were two burly figures in white coats at the iron fence, watching me intently. I quickly took a few steps forward and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The celestial doll cheerfully concluded, "There are neither women nor money; I like to claim to be a homebody, but in reality, I am just a loser—" It added, "A poor loser."

Heavenly Doll said: "Stop talking to yourself here, haven't you noticed that there are two doctors already eyeing you?"

I was speechless and choked with emotion as I walked a distance forward, and indeed I saw a dilapidated large courtyard filled with various scraps. Bags were piled high against the surrounding walls, and at the entrance of a low wooden house, an old man sat leisurely in a three-legged armchair supported by a stack of bricks, casually smoking with his legs crossed.

The celestial doll finally closed its mouth

Are you not only a doll, but also have issues with your spirit?

I was left with goosebumps after listening to this. Although this person is unreliable, what if they actually bring someone like that who fills the room with an eerie presence? If my parents encounter this and lock us in the room, my comedic novel would truly turn into a work of documentary literature

I have a friend coming over, could you go and help pick them up

Uh... never mind! Before I could finish my sentence, the master shifted to second gear, accelerated, and in an instant, he disappeared around the curve at the intersection ahead. I scratched my head in confusion and finally glanced at the hospital sign—City Sixth People's Hospital

I opened the book review section, and aside from the advertisements, there were about twenty new reviews. Half of them were from casual readers who just left a few comments to earn some points: "Keep it up, Dragon Ao Tian!" "Haha, it’s like a live-action version that jumped out of the TV, so funny!" "I wonder what would happen if someone took off their glasses halfway through."

I rubbed my hair, which resembled a bird's nest, and said: "No way!"

Have you ever brought a woman to your home

... ...

The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky align with the Northern Dipper

What can you play? Rock, paper, scissors? If I choose scissors, you won't have any chance, will you

Liu Laoliu

What time will it arrive

Half an hour later, I still hadn't written a single word. The celestial doll suddenly called out, "You haven't written anything at all, hurry up and come play with me!"

The celestial doll suddenly recalled a saying: "Why do you buy a double bed when you live alone?"

Is your father a gigolo