"Understood."
Fang Qiu nodded slightly.
Seeing that Fang Qiu showed no resistance at all, Bai Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although these were just speculations about potential risks, as a professional editor, it was best to help the author avoid any risks that could be avoided.
Just as she was about to say something to comfort Fang Qiu, the author seemed completely unaffected. She picked up a piece of Lotus Cake, parted her lips, and took a gentle bite. Smiling, she said, "How about a story concerning a young pawnshop clerk and the eldest daughter of a martial arts clan who act chivalrously and save the common people?"
"Eh? You've come up with it already?"
Bai Qing was stunned.
"Sister Bai, you overestimate me. I'm not some genius; how could I come up with it that fast?"
Fang Qiu smiled and said, "Actually, I had already been conceptualizing a Liyue story after finishing the last book."
"I see."
Bai Qing nodded.
It seemed her worries were superfluous.
"Then, have you written an outline?"
"I don't have the habit of writing outlines."
Hearing this, Bai Qing immediately wiped the smile off her face, stared into Fang Qiu's eyes, and asked, "I'll be more precise this time. The male lead and female lead don't die, right?"
"Rest assured, they live happily ever after."
Fang Qiu said.
"What about the female supporting character and the male supporting character?"
Bai Qing asked.
"They don't die either."
Fang Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Sister Bai, surely you aren't planning to ask all the way down to Passerby A, B, C, and D?"
"That will do."
Bai Qing glared at Fang Qiu. "It's all because you wrote the protagonists to death twice. You have no idea how hard it was for me to filter through the fan letters this time to find some that were readable. If you kill off the protagonist again, I'm worried you'll get sacked—literally put in a gunny sack and beaten—when you go out on the street."
"Don't worry, Sister Bai. I guarantee that this time, the male and female leads will live a full and happy life together."
Fang Qiu said with a smile.
Looking at Fang Qiu's expression guaranteeing she wouldn't reoffend, Bai Qing really wanted to make her sign a written pledge, but ultimately didn't say it aloud.
"Alright then. If you aren't sure about the plot, don't rush to start writing. Come find me at the editorial department to discuss it."
Bai Qing looked at Fang Qiu helplessly, sighed, and said, "I still have to contact other authors, so I'll be going now. You must remember your own words."
"Rest assured, Sister Bai, I know my limits."
Fang Qiu smiled and waved, bidding farewell to Bai Qing.
After Bai Qing left, Fang Qiu lay back on the bed. She looked at the ceiling and began to ponder.
A story that fits Liyue best certainly cannot avoid the towering mountain that is Sword and Fairy.
Sword and Fairy 1, 3, and 4 are all game works of excellent reputation and quality, primarily known for their knife-like plots that break one's heart.
As for the other works in the series, due to plot reasons, marketing reasons, or issues with the games themselves, they are much less famous.
The reason she chose to write Sword and Fairy 3 first wasn't really because she was afraid of being put in a sack and beaten, and thus wanted to write a relatively perfect story.
After all, she was now a woman who possessed a Vision and could insta-kill Hilichurls.
How could she be sacked by ordinary people...
Hmm... wait, what if she got sacked by someone with a Vision?
Anyway, the reason for writing Sword and Fairy 3 is that the series is ultimately based on the mythology of her past life, which is different from Liyue's history.
And the story flow of Sword and Fairy 3 explains the worldview most completely, which helps in telling the story.
Moreover, after reading 3, there's no need to specially write the background story again when reading 1 or 4.
It helps readers understand the story.
Fang Qiu looked up at the ceiling.
Thus, after thinking for a while, Fang Qiu decided to take the game's plot as the main body, then reference other works, and modify the game's ending.
She made up her mind.
Thinking of this, Fang Qiu made a move to get up and start writing, but suddenly felt a cold dampness beneath her.
Hmm?
Fang Qiu paused, got up, and looked.
She instantly felt a headache coming on.
She had actually lain down on the part of the bed that was soaked... her bottom was completely wet...
These clothes... had to be changed again...
Fang Qiu looked resentfully at the empty teacup placed to the side.
Heaven knows how uncomfortable it is to wash clothes in a world without washing machines.
For a moment, Fang Qiu suddenly thought of the wonderful use of a Hydro Vision—it could be used as a drum washing machine.
She felt she could write a book titled The Wonderful Uses of Visions; it would surely sell big.
Those with Visions would buy it to see how many uses they hadn't discovered yet.
Those without Visions would also buy it to see exactly what Visions could be used for.
Forget it, not thinking about that anymore. Take off the dress and write first; the clothes can be worn again once dry.
It wasn't that she wanted to slack off, but she didn't know what Hu Tao had been doing these past few days...
Elusive as a divine dragon, showing the head but not the tail.
Every time she went to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, she couldn't find anyone.
It once made Fang Qiu suspect if there were problems with the Parlor's business, requiring Hu Tao to go around promoting sales.
But thinking carefully, Hu Tao had never complained about business being bad...
Furthermore, she hadn't found any other shops in Liyue Harbor responsible for funeral rites.
Thinking about it this way, they shouldn't be lacking business, right?
Thinking of this, she quickly took off her skirt, took the undergarments she had thrown into the wardrobe to the washing sink in the kitchen to wash them clean, and hung them together with the skirt in front of the window.
Her window faced the sea, so no one would see the clothes she hung up, so she wasn't afraid.
As for the bedding...
That wouldn't dry so quickly...
Fang Qiu sat before the desk with bare legs, picked up the quill, and dipped it in ink.
Her fair hand waved the pen to write:
Sword and Fairy
It had to be said, as someone with no foundation in brush calligraphy, writing with a brush and writing with a quill were completely different concepts.
Although the characters written with a quill couldn't be considered beautiful, they could at least barely count as elegant.
And so, the story began with a dream of being a hero.
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