As we all know, Lin Ruo is a very patient and tolerant person.
So even if he saw that Russell had no intention of writing a book, Lin Ruo just smiled and did not take immediate action against Russell, but patiently waited for the deadline to come.
So in a blink of an eye, the time came to the end of June.
"In other words, you haven't touched a single word in your new book, right?"
In the manor that still belonged to Russell, Lin Ruo walked over and asked with a smile while taking a leisurely sip of tea. His smile was gentle and there was no trace of anger at all.
"Ahem, it's not that I haven't been inspired recently. If you want to write a good book, you don't just have the skills. It requires inspiration and time. If you don't give me a few more months..." Russell coughed lightly and lowered his eyebrows.
Tao, who looks very well-behaved, makes it impossible to tell that he is scolding in his heart:
hetu! Want to force me to write a book and dream!
"Haha..." Lin Ruo, who was walking over, smiled softly, put down the tea cup in his hand, supported his chin with one hand, looked at Russell with interest and said: "Did you know? I am actually an angel in the audience path.
oh!"
audience!
Russell's pupils shrank. He was originally using his best acting skills in his life. He only wanted to see if he could fool the angel in front of him, but he immediately understood that his performance was probably not in vain.
What to do now? Keep acting or break up?
But the other person is an angel after all. If we really fall out, I will definitely not be able to handle it. How about pretending to surrender to him first and then copy a book to fool him?
Russell's mind was racing at this moment, and various thoughts flashed through his mind. However, before Russell could decide what to do, he saw Lin Ruo smiling brightly at him and snapping his fingers.
"Snapped--"
The space underwent some kind of displacement at this moment, and Russell watched in astonishment as the familiar scenes around him were replaced by another arrangement, eventually forming another completely unfamiliar room.
This is a very spacious room, the whole room is white, and although the furniture is very complete, it has no life style. It has obviously not been lived in for a long time.
"Welcome to [Stewed Pigeon], as the sixth author staying here, I hope you will be satisfied with your next life in the small dark room." Lin Ruo said with a smile in the past, he was still sitting on the chair, as if he was not there.
It has been moved, but the chair under my butt has been replaced.
"Fuck..."
Russell looked around, opened his mouth, and finally couldn't hold back the all-purpose "fuck".
He then looked at Lin Ruo, took a deep breath, and didn't say anything like "You actually locked me up in a dark room", but said: "Odds and evens remain the same?"
Russell did have doubts about Lin Ruo being a time traveler. Not to mention his name, which sounded very similar to the flower grower, although the other person's black hair and black eyes were not rare in this world, he still had some doubts.
The combination of the name is very reminiscent, not to mention that the other party also said the words "little dark room".
It was just suspicion. These clues were not enough for Russell to confirm anything. But now that he heard that the name of this small dark room was actually called [Stewed Pigeon], Russell finally couldn't help but open his mouth to test it.
"What?" Lin Ruo, who was in the past, suddenly showed a confused look when he heard the words. He repeated Russell's words, "Odd changes to even and remains the same? What is this? Is it some local curse word?"
Russell did not answer, but observed Lin Ruo's expression, and then realized that the other party's doubts did not seem to be adulterated at all.
If he guessed wrong, he was still acting... Russell rolled his eyes and continued: "Palace Jade Liquid Wine?"
Lin Ruo didn't seem to have any reaction in the past, and just looked at him with eyes that kept asking "Are you having a broken brain?"
Russell was not discouraged and continued: "There is moonlight in front of the bed?"
Lin Ruo's expression finally changed. He frowned, looked at Russell, and said, "Russell, you don't think you can escape the fate of writing a manuscript by pretending to be stupid, do you?"
Russell was stunned for a moment. Lin Ruo's reaction was obviously not what he expected. Lin Ruo had already smiled and said: "Stop struggling, one of the best psychiatrists in the world is sitting in front of you.
Who says you are not crazy? Even if you are crazy, I can save you."
"So, write a new book obediently. If you write it out one day earlier, I will let you go one day earlier." The past Lin Ruo said with a gentle and bright smile:
"Of course, you can also try to escape, don't say I won't give you a chance. The space you are in now is made up of 100 rooms. There are three doors in these 100 rooms that can lead to the outside world, but every once in a while,
The order of the rooms will change. If you really have the ability, you can try to escape by yourself."
"Don't worry, if you really escape on your own, I won't catch you again this time."
What the hell kind of setting is this?
Russell didn't care to think about whether Lin Ruo was a time traveler. For a moment, he just felt that the other party was really stupid. He had such strong skills and didn't do other big things. He just came here to build a small dark room. This was not typical.
Are you full and full?
But no matter how much he complained in his heart, Russell certainly wouldn't say it out loud. He just asked: "Then what should I eat and drink? What should I do if I want to go to the bathroom?"
"No, look over there." Lin Ruo walked over and pointed to a certain wall towards Russell. The latter looked over and saw several bells hanging on the wall. There were also notes on the bells that read "Kitchen".
Words such as "rest", "bathroom", etc.
"Ring the bell whenever you need it. I've told you before that this is not some unscrupulous little black house and I won't treat you badly." Lin Ruo walked over and said with a smile.
Damn you, this is a dark room, you still need me to thank you... Russell couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
"Okay, you can slowly think about your new book. I won't interrupt you for now. I'll see you tomorrow." Lin Ruo walked over and said with a smile, and then disappeared without warning without waiting for Russell's reaction.
"Gah!" Russell finally couldn't hold back the curse this time. He looked around, finally sat down on the chair, and said angrily: "What's the matter with this..."
He couldn't help but frown, "Is it...?"
If Lin Ruo was a time traveler, he must have known that the word "stewed pigeon" would arouse his suspicion, but he still said it. Obviously he didn't intend to hide his identity too tightly, so why did he continue to pretend to be stupid?
If Lin Ruo is not a time traveler, where did he know these words? Does he know a certain time traveler?
Russell thought about these two possibilities. Intellectually, he felt that the latter was more likely and more consistent with the situation Lin Ruo inadvertently showed. But emotionally, Russell felt that the former was more likely.
Not low.
Maybe people just said they were playing?
After all, there is obviously something wrong with this person’s skull!
"Forget it..." Russell shook his head and decided to ignore this matter for now and focus on the present.
Looking up at the only door in the room, Russell showed a look of decision in his eyes.