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Chapter 615 Experiencing the Life of a Writer (11)

"You have a good idea. These two categories now depend on historical performance. If there is no historical performance, it is difficult to obtain a high price, and the high price will strictly control the quality. Let alone [-] words a day, the requirements are strict. It may be difficult to write thousands of words a day."

So-and-so poured cold water on her mercilessly.

"Forget it then. Compared with writing novels, it may be more suitable for me to send a foreigner."

Gou Xue didn't know why she thought of delivering food, but it seemed that it was really suitable for her.

"..."

So-and-so never expected her pursuit to be so simple, seeing that she was going to sleep, she stopped talking.

Gou Xue set the alarm clock in advance, and when the alarm clock rang, she got up.

It's hot in the afternoon, so she doesn't plan to go out to exercise, but is going to do yoga in the room.

There is a yoga mat in Pingxue's room, but there are basically no traces of use.

Gou Xue found a video teaching a whole set of yoga on the Internet, and followed suit.

She did it for three hours straight and didn't feel very tired because she spent most of the time meditating.

"What are you doing tonight?"

So-and-so is a little curious about what kind of exercise she plans to do at night.

"rest."

Gou Xue replied without thinking.

"Ok?"

So-and-so almost thought it had heard wrongly.

"Exercising at night is not suitable, as it can easily affect sleep, because exercise can easily excite people's nerves, and nerve excitement can cause insomnia. If it is not necessary, it is best to relax more before going to bed."

Gou Xue said seriously.

"Oh."

So-and-so felt that it sounded reasonable, so he didn't check the information temporarily.

When it was almost evening, Gou Xue cooked a meal for three people as usual.

After Ping Jianguo and Ding Yumei came back, they cooked two dishes as usual.

The following days were like this day, almost day after day, and soon, half a month passed.

After Gou Xue got full attendance, according to Ping Xue's habit, she transferred [-] to Ding Yumei and Heping Jianguo alone.

"Husband, do you feel that there is something wrong with the cub recently?"

As soon as Ding Yumei saw the money transferred by "Ping Xue", she suddenly remembered this, and sat on the bedside and whispered to Ping Jianguo.

"I feel that she should be losing weight recently."

Ping Jianguo said calmly.

"The cub is not fat, it's pretty good, why do you want to lose weight?"

Ding Yumei felt that Pingxue had absolutely no need to lose weight.

"Do you think the cub is in love?"

Before Ping Jianguo could answer, a gossip-like smile appeared on Ding Yumei's face.

"may be."

Ping Jianguo thought about it, and it seemed that it was not impossible.

"If her boyfriend thought she was fat and she wanted to lose weight, then her boyfriend is really not very good."

Ding Yumei suddenly felt that her cub might have been cheated.

If the other party really likes her, he won't care so much about her figure.

"That's not necessarily the case. What if Zai wants to lose weight?"

Ping Jianguo felt that his cub was not the kind of girl who would lose weight for her boyfriend.

"That's definitely not the case. The cub is 1.6 meters tall and weighs less than 110 kilograms. It's a bit too thin, okay?"

Ding Yumei never felt that Ping Xue was fat, and even felt that she was too thin.

"If you really want to know, you can just ask Zai."

Ping Jianguo didn't want to guess, because it would be a waste of time.

"Let's forget it. I'm already 23. I must do things in a measured way. I don't need to worry so much."

Ding Yumei yawned, put down her phone, and lay down.

"Good night husband."

After she finished speaking softly, she closed her eyes.

"Good night."

Ping Jianguo replied softly before turning off the lights in the room.

This night passed quietly.

　Yesterday I saw the monthly ticket voted by Duckweed again, and I once again felt the power of the iron fan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)