Sister, Shut Up!

"It's so troublesome~" Tang Zhuqing couldn't listen anymore, and lay back on the bed again, "Stop talking, I'll read it when you write it out."

"You insisted on asking." Jiang Miao gave her a blank look.

Only after the main text of the novel is written, readers will be interested in reading it.

The process of creating a novel may be a kind of enjoyment for the author, but sharing the skills and logic in it with others is like a science student teaching calculus to a liberal arts student.

In the field of online writing, a simple brain hole is worthless, because as long as you write it, others can imitate it at any time.

For example, Western fantasy and game novels, which were more popular in the early days of the Internet, were mostly born out of the settings of various online games at that time, and they borrowed from the brain holes in online games.

Afterwards, there were fads again and again, and various genres emerged one after another.

In today's increasingly segmented market, a simple brain hole can be used hundreds of times, such as Reiki recovery, Cthulhu, sign-in, simulators and so on.

Therefore, what a web writer really needs to exercise is never simply to come up with a good brain, but how to expand an interesting brain into a web text that supports enough words.

Jiang Miao's understanding is [answer the question].

He first thought of the idea of ​​[the leader of the Demon Cult is a woman], and expanded to the idea of ​​[the leader of the Demon Cult was smashed into his daughter by the protagonist].

Afterwards, the two basic elements will be expanded, namely [Why is the leader of the Demon Cult a woman] and [Why did the protagonist find out about this].

And in the process of expansion, the author may continue to stimulate new ideas, such as [the protagonist is a man disguised as a woman to enter the Demon Cult and pretends to be a female furnace used by the Demon Cult for cultivation, and privately wants to assassinate the high level of the Demon Cult] .

This brain hole can be further extended to [The leader is a woman, and after choosing a furnace at random to pick the protagonist, but because the cultivation does not require a furnace, she puts the protagonist's pigeons again and again, resulting in the protagonist never having a chance to assassinate, I can only take the initiative to look for opportunities and want to seduce the leader]

This continuous extension is one brain hole after another, and a plot connects a plot, so that the initial brain hole can be expanded into an interesting story.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Miao snapped down his inspiration, and Tang Zhuqing's excited cry came from next to his ear: "The takeaway is here! Hurry up!"

"Got it." Jiang Miao replied helplessly, and after recording the inspiration, he got up and prepared to go downstairs.

"Remember to go through the back door." Tang Zhuqing reminded, "I told the delivery boy to deliver it to the back door, so your grandma won't find out."

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"Don't worry." Jiang Miao put on a mask habitually, walked out of the bedroom, and walked to the back door on the first floor.

Most of the houses in Hengtang Village have a front and back yard pattern, with their own yard in the front and storefronts in the back. They can do some business by themselves or rent out the storefronts.

The back door is in the atrium. After descending from the stairs, walk towards the atrium, and there is a door in the direction of the alley.

When Jiang Miao and Su Huai Porridge had an underground affair, they often went in and out of this door to have an affair, but Tang Xiaojing saw it right from the first time.

Thinking of these past events, Jiang Miao smiled knowingly, opened the door and walked into the alley, turned around and saw the lights of the electric car at the entrance of the alley on the left, and the takeaway boy wearing a mask just got off the car.

"The one with the tail number 3902 is yours, right?"

The familiar voice entered Jiang Miao's ears, making him stunned for a moment.

"Hey! Young man, your sister told her younger brother to come down and get it, isn't it you?" The takeaway boy walked into the alley wearing a mask, came to Jiang Miao, and asked with a frown.

The voice was not like a young man, but rather like an elderly middle-aged man, calm and hoarse, much like an elder Jiang Miao knew.

After the delivery guy walked in, Jiang Miao couldn't help but lift up his phone, and the flashlight that came with him illuminated the other person's face.

Although most of it was covered by the mask, Jiang Miao confirmed it immediately, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Uncle?"

The takeaway brother on the opposite side subconsciously paused, and looked at Jiang Miao intently.

In the next second, he stuffed the takeaway into Jiang Miao's arms, and turned around in a hurry: "Sorry, you admitted the wrong person."

"Hey! Wait..." Jiang Miao wanted to stop him, but at this moment the takeaway boy had already run out of the alley, got on the electric bike and slipped away.

After chasing to the entrance of the alley, Jiang Miao stood on the side of the road looking at the taillights of the electric car, looked down at the takeaway in his hand, and when he looked up again, the electric car was no longer in sight.

After a long silence, the phone in his hand vibrated.

Jiang Miao picked up the phone, and there was Tang Zhuqing's puzzled voice: "Why did it take so long to get a takeaway? Did your grandma find out?"

"Ah, no." Jiang Miao replied while turning around and walking back, "Come up."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Miao walked back to the house through the back door and went up the stairs.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up his phone and turned to Su Dajiang's WeChat.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Uncle, was it you just now?

255. Sorry, You Admit the Wrong Person

259. Four Emperors

4 month 1 day.

In the morning, several relatives came to Su Huai Porridge's house and stayed for about half an hour.

When leaving, Su Huai Porridge sent the relatives away, looking at the backs of the relatives, Su Huai Porridge fell into deep thought for a moment, his face darkened.

After returning to the house, Su Huai Porridge looked at grandma who had been silent before, and asked, "When did this happen?"

"Just the day you came back." Xu Guiying sighed, "I didn't want you to worry, so I didn't tell you."

"When will I care about him?" Su Huai porridge said calmly, "He will find a way to pay back the money he owes, and now he doesn't know where he has gone. Could it be that he still wants us to help him pay back the money?"

Xu Guiying was silent for a moment: "Your father is not someone who avoids trouble."

"How much does he owe to Grandpa Li and the others?" Su Huai porridge asked, "The few people just now added up to 10,000+, right? Are there any others?"

"In addition, there should be tens of thousands more here and there."

"Then it will add up to more than 20?"

"……more or less."

"Then this is just money borrowed from relatives, what else?" Su Huai Porridge asked again.

"There are still more at the bank, but I don't know how many." Xu Guiying only learned a little bit about the situation from Su Dajiang before, and the specific amount is not very clear. I only know that the relatives borrowed about [-] yuan. .

Some were borrowed at the end of the previous year, and some emergency funds were borrowed successively last year.

The official bankruptcy is that after the outbreak of the flu, the whole city entered the blockade stage. The situation that was barely maintained before suddenly collapsed like dominoes with a slight push.

Su Dajiang's company is not a big real estate company, but a small company that drinks some soup under those big domestic real estate companies.

In the past two years, the real estate market has become more and more depressed, but the money that should be earned can still be earned. However, since the year before last, because the large real estate companies above began to default on the payment of orders, the commercial bills have been delayed. The company was dragged down first.

"Then what does he want to pay back?" Su Huai porridge sat back on the sofa, frowned and lowered his head, "For my relatives, the deadline is one month at the earliest."

"This is your father's business, don't think too much about it." Xu Guiying comforted, "He always has his own way."

Su Huai Porridge didn't speak any more, just sat quietly on the sofa for a while, then got up and went back to the upstairs bedroom.

……

After lunch, Jiang Miao, who had lunch at her grandmother's house, slipped out of the yard and walked all the way to Su Huai Congee.

After saying hello to the grandma in the living room on the first floor, Jiang Miao came to the door of the senior sister's bedroom on the second floor, knocked on the door and opened the door to enter.

Then he discovered that Su Huai Porridge was not drawing seriously, but was lying on his side on the bed, with his back to the door and taking a nap.

Seeing that her senior was still sleeping, Jiang Miao involuntarily slowed down her steps, closed the door softly and came to the bed, took off her shoes and lifted a corner of the quilt, and got into the warm quilt.

As a result, when he propped up his upper body and looked down at the senior sister who was sideways, he realized that Su Huai Porridge was not asleep, but was just staring at the window sill with his eyes open, as if he had something on his mind.

"Sister?" Jiang Miao stretched out her hand worriedly, and waved it in front of her eyes.

Su Huai porridge blinked, turned around to face Jiang Miao, retracted his head into the arms of his junior, arched his chest like a wounded kitten, grabbed his collar with two small hands, He whispered, "Don't make noise."

Jiang Miao seldom saw her vulnerable side, so she fell silent for a while, and just hugged her senior tightly into her arms.

Indulging in the younger brother's arms a lot, it seemed that he had gathered enough courage, Su Huai porridge moved his body, rubbed against Jiang Miao's chest, and asked in a low voice: "Student."

"Ok?"

"What if I become a pauper one day?"

Jiang Miao was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Senior sister, you must have been scammed by the phone call, right?"

"You were just cheated!" Su Huai porridge wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, so he could only hit his chest with a small fist, "How can you be like this?"

"Then why are you so sad?" Jiang Miao bowed his head and kissed, "Could it be that you really want to be rich and support me? Otherwise, what effect does it have on you being poor?"

"No..." Su Huai porridge was a little embarrassed for a moment, he opened his mouth to say something, but didn't say it.

Seeing her appearance, Jiang Miao suddenly thought of Su Dajiang delivering food last night, and suddenly had some guesses.

But he wasn't sure, if Su Huai Porridge refused to talk about it, he wouldn't be able to ask more about this kind of family matter.

The two hugged each other, and fell into an atmosphere of silence for a moment.

When Jiang Miao wanted to say something again, she realized that Su Huai Porridge had already fallen asleep.

This made him a little dumbfounded, and almost thought that senior sister was playing a trick on April Fool's Day.

But when he was sleeping on the bed with his senior sister in his arms, and when he was bored and took out his phone, he found a message from WeChat.

Su Dajiang, who didn't reply to the message last night, sent a message.

[Su Dajiang]: Are you free tonight?Come out for a drink.

Seeing this reply, Jiang Miao looked down at Su Huai Porridge who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

When he thought of his uncle's daughter lying in his arms and being hugged by him, and he was still chatting with Su Dajiang on WeChat, Jiang Miao felt strange emotions inexplicably in his heart.

But now is not the time to think about it.

Jiang Miao shook her head, typed with her right hand and replied.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Yes, what time is uncle free at night?

[Su Dajiang]: At ten o'clock in the evening, Laowang's barbecue restaurant in the village.

[Miao Miao Xi Yu Huai]: Good.

After making an appointment with Su Dajiang, Jiang Miao put away her mobile phone, seeing that Su Huai Porridge in her arms didn't look like she was about to wake up, so she just closed her eyes and took a nap with her fragrant senior sister in her arms.

……

When the two of them woke up again, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Su Huai porridge opened his eyes and woke up in a start. He sat up and looked at the sky outside the window, only then did he realize that it was afternoon.

Then she felt that her waist was being encircled, and when she looked down, she saw that her junior was half asleep and half awake, hugging her with his mouth open.

Naps are a magical thing.