Chapter 71: Are you all failing?

The sound is nice;

It forms a sharp contrast with Ouyang Ao's strength and arrogance;

Chrisna subconsciously determined the other party's identity;

Mr. Chen!

The anger that was originally about to vent Ouyang Ao turned into surprise, and Chrisna didn't know what to say for a moment.

"My surname is Chen."

The sound in the microphone remained calm and gave a very brief introduction to myself.

"Um...I...I am Heman." Krisna then reacted and said quickly.

Unexpectedly, no sound came from the microphone.

I was silent for half a minute.

If it weren't for the blind voice of the phone hanging up in the microphone, Chrisna almost suspected that the call had ended.

but…

This is what the conversation between time travelers looks like!

Chrisna understood this silence and empathized with this situation of wanting to speak but stopping...

The first time two people who also traveled from the land of China to another world made a call, it was a bit mysterious, a little excited, a little guarded, and even a little scared.

For a moment, Chrisna thought a lot in her mind...

Should we ask the other party who was before traveling through time? Who is the other party now?

Should we tell the other party who he was? Who he is now?

The other party is obviously just a stranger, even though he is the same time traveler as himself, he lived in the same land, had the same time and space, and had similar life experiences... However, the other party is indeed a stranger.

Chrisna subconsciously swallowed, feeling like she wanted to say a thousand words, but she didn't know what to say;

Nothing seems to be suitable for anything...

"It seems you are the same as me." It's still the sound in the microphone that broke the current embarrassment:

"I just thought we should know each other based on my intuition, but I didn't think about what the contact was for."

It was because of this, Chrisna nodded silently.

This situation of having nothing to say in front of me was just that Chrisna found that there was a fellow villager who had traveled through time like herself. She intuitively believed that everyone should contact each other, but she never thought about the purpose of contact... This led to nothing to talk about after the phone was connected.

A purposeless conversation can only be about chatting about homework, but two strangers lack the emotional foundation for chatting about homework.

"Maybe..." Chrisna sighed long: "Is it to find some comfort, can it be understood as confusion and... loneliness after traveling through time?"

Chrisna's last voice rose a little, and turned into a rhetorical question, because even she herself was not sure if she had such feelings.

"Haha..." A still calm laugh came from the microphone:

"I have now thought of a purpose!"

"Oh?" Chrisna immediately became interested.

The sound in the microphone paused:

"I want to know what caused us to travel through time, contact everyone to find some clues, and then... I want to find a way to go home!"

go home……

There are not many people who want to go home after traveling through time. At least in the novels I have read and written, such protagonists are rare... Chrisna thought for a while and said:

"We are different from this, I don't want to go back..."

"Oh?" This time, it was a puzzled sound from the other side of the microphone.

It seems that I have found a suitable topic. Krisna has relaxed a lot at this time. Her current mentality is like when the communication software was just beginning. She always wants to find a stranger and can talk to strangers without any responsibility about her life and ideas, etc.

After briefly recalling the "previous life", Chrisna whispered to the microphone:

"On Earth... I am an orphan. I grew up with my grandma. After going to college, my grandma passed away."

"For life, I study while working part-time to earn money. When I have time, I write novels on Dianniang to increase my income. After graduation, I didn't find a job, so I wrote novels full-time."

"I don't know if you are a person in the circle. There is a jargon for us - writing novels will be dead."

"Are you a writer?" Before he could finish speaking, the voice in the microphone interrupted Chrisna's narrative.

The sound did not keep as smooth as before, but was unexpectedly surprised.

The surprising tone made Chrisna think that this was due to an accident with her "profession". In her understanding, this was not a legitimate profession in the eyes of most people...

After a pause, she laughed at herself: "What a writer, just a scriber."

Seeing Mr. Shen in the microphone go silent, Chrisna finally found the topic she can talk about and wants to talk about:

"Online writers are just a group of tycoons. I have written more than 5 million words in three years, barely making a living..."

"You are not in this industry, and you may not know... The first 300,000 words of typing are free, and you have no income at all. The quality depends on a series of recommendations. The recommendation depends on the results of several books in the same period. You have to win among a large number of books to have a way out, and..."

Chrisna seems to have opened the bitter flood discharge valve:

"You have to worry about the harmonious beast at any time. If you accidentally, half a year or even a year of hard work will disappear... Also, I write about female videos, and you don't know how cool female videos are. There are more writers than readers..."

"Writing a book for three years is completely out of touch with society, and it will be difficult to find a job."

"I don't want to go back to the past. Since I have started a new life, I want to have a different life."

Mr. Shen on the other side of the microphone didn't say anything, listening quietly as Chrisna finished speaking...

After a long time, a sound came from the microphone:

"So, in order to conceal the address, you changed your name to your phone line and chose 'Qidian Novel Company'?"

"Well, after leaving a message yesterday, I contacted the phone number to change it." Chrisna replied softly: "The name is considered a sudden inspiration."

"You seem to be very resentful about this?" asked a question in a calm narrative tone in the microphone.

"It's not a question, either." Chrisna paused: "Those are all over, and I've begun a new life."

"What about you? What did you do?"

...I was silent in the microphone for a long time, and seemed to be hesitating where to start. I waited for a few breaths before I heard a steady sound coming again:

"I write about male-frequency, suspense classification."

"But...my editor is a beautiful woman, and she is very nice."

"Although I'm very cold and not very talkative, I'm very nice to me..."

"The suspense novel can be put on the shelves with 100,000 words, and the number of daily updates is not as many as required by fantasy and the city."

"The focus is on the plot twist, not the pile of words..."

...

Hearing Mr. Chen’s narration, Chrisna’s dark blue pupils gradually became bigger, as if she had been hit by lightning, and her body suddenly became stiff.

"So, I'm also a coder you said..." The voice in the microphone sighed:

"I understand your pain!"

Chrisna felt her tongue numb and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then, more than ten seconds later, a sound that seemed to be noticed came from the microphone, with a hint of doubt, a hint of surprise, and a hint of sudden enlightenment:

"We all write novels... Could it be more than just a coincidence?"

"All time travelers write novels?"

"The incident of online writers wearing group wear?"

"I...I don't know." Chrisna's surprise just now was because she realized this.

"It seems that it is really necessary for us to contact more people to verify this." Mr. Chen in the microphone said.

It took Chrisna a lot of time to come back to her senses and nodded subconsciously to the microphone:

"Um."

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and said to the microphone: "Ouyang Ao contacted me just now, and it was also the phone number."

"Ouyang Ao?"

"Yes... you shouldn't know him. He is the 'Guo Kai' in the newspaper. Did you find that Guo Kai's message?" Chrisna described the matter in detail, including what happened on the phone just now. Guo Kai wanted to become the "boss" of this group of people.

Not only did I know, but I also met him and gave him a difficult disease... The unfamiliar pursed his lips silently on the other end of the phone, whispering in his heart.

Then, I heard the summary of "He Man" on the opposite side:

"He is not very mature in his mind, and if he keeps in touch with him, there is a possibility of exposure."

Either you are not very mature in your mind, or you are a middle school young man!

After experiencing the last incident, it seems that I still haven’t restrained it…Mo Cai couldn’t help but feel a little worried about my sister’s work.
To be continued...