Two or three things about Su Mu

Two or three things about Su Mu

Author: Fu Ruoheng

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Life is moving forward, what we experience now is what we will experience in the future.Our life is still going on until we stop breathing, so every moment of life may correspond to the ending of the fairy tale: "From now on, they will live happily together."

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Mu, Shen Yu┃Supporting role: ┃Others: Pure Love

One sentence introduction: record life, perceive life

home cook

A few strands of blue could be seen in the sky for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered by dark clouds, and the head was completely black, like an unknown abyss monster, with its mouth wide open, waiting for everyone not to pay attention Just swallow it in one gulp.

There was no wind in the air, and the sultry air tightly surrounded people's mouth and nose, making people almost suffocate.

"Is it only the loss of life that is called death?

The rest of my life is just lingering.

Keep repeating the memories of the past, just my shadow. "

Such dramatic familiar lines came out on the TV, and Su Mu laughed twice.

Who can't live without?

Get up and take the money and keys, and buy the vegetables for lunch today while it's not raining.

man!

It is such a contradiction. On the one hand, I wish I could eat the wind and drink the dew to cultivate into a fairy, but on the other hand, I have to eat, drink, and scavenge. This is a beautiful art and a cruel life.

A white and slender hand stretched out in front of the eyes, the joints wrapped in thin skin and flesh neither looked skinny nor bloated due to excess fat, it just made people feel just right, like a stretched green bamboo, There is no need to take any action to make people look away.

The owner of a stall in the vegetable market saw this hand picking up her vegetables and sang an exclamation song in his heart. These are hands that should appear in high-end music.

She raised her head and looked at the people who stopped in front of the booth,

"Boss, how do you sell this dish?"

The clear voice is like flowing water from a mountain spring, ding ding dong dong into the atrium.

Wow, the sound is so nice!

The invisible nympho attribute was seduced, and she put her hands together silently in her heart, wishing she could close her eyes and feel it.

Well, why don't you say a few more words~

"boss?"

The man raised his voice slightly and called out.

"Ah, screw pepper is 5 yuan a catty", she gently reached out while wiping the non-existent saliva around her mouth with her hand.

"Okay", after finishing speaking, seeing that person carefully selected the bag, he handed the bag to her for weighing.

"Eight taels a catty, 9 yuan.

Would you like something else?

It is more delicious to put a little ginger in the pepper. "

"That's right, let's have some more ginger.

Help me get some vegetables.

Two more heads of garlic and a little green onion. "

So proficient in grocery shopping, is it an attribute?

Ahhh, did she discover something?

A certain wolf-like sense of smell unique to the crowd set her gossiping heart ablaze.

"Okay, the total is 21.6 cents, give me an integer, 21 will do."

She gave it the price of a beautiful meal.

"Is WeChat okay?"

"Okay, okay, scan here."

"Thank you and goodbye".

"Okay okay."

The man brought the food and walked to the butcher's stall.

He is about 178 cm tall, slightly thin, with straight and long legs, and his back is straight when he walks. Even in simple casual clothes, he looks so handsome from the back.

It would be great if we could chat a few more words, she thought with regret, drooling in her heart.

When I am free later, I want to show off today's work to my girlfriends.

"Aventure".

The man walked away, and the vegetable stall owner came back to his senses and continued to greet other customers.

At the butcher stall, Su Mu bought a piece of pork belly, a pound of pork ribs, a piece of corn, and other miscellaneous kitchen necessities.

After returning home, put the rice into the rice cooker first, and then slowly chop the vegetables.

Two hours have passed since the two dishes and one soup were served on the table.

I don't know if it's because of Su Mu's products, but every dish seems to be very delicious.

Prepared according to the amount of one person, by the end of the meal the three dishes had been basically emptied, and he got up to clean up with satisfaction.

After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, another half an hour passed.

Hold the notebook in your arms, sit cross-legged on the sofa, and start typing.

This time, at the request of the screenwriter, I wrote the hottest food novel.

The heroine comes from a culinary family. Three generations of her ancestors are all famous chefs, and her great-grandfather also worked as a servant in the imperial dining room.

She resigned in anger because of a mess with the general manager of the hotel's logistics, and applied to be a private chef at the host's house. After a series of nonsense, you say I guess after the accident, she lived happily and happily in Together.

In order to write this novel, Su Mu experienced the life of cooking a husband for 45 consecutive days, and learned the eight major cuisines according to the recipes.

Before that, he has tried the crisp and tender Shandong cuisine, the steamed fish with mellow taste, the famous stewed lion head, the fresh and light Buddha jumping wall, the crispy and refreshing Longjing shrimp and the spicy and delicious boiled fish.

Today, instead of following the recipe, I made his specialty home-cooked Sichuan cuisine.

Many dishes ended in failure at the beginning, but this did not affect everyone Su's enthusiasm for exploration. He thought he was an elite leader in his line of work, and kept trying.

Up to now, he already knows how to cook a lot of home-cooked dishes, and he thinks his skills are not bad. He also enjoys the meals he makes, but it might be better if someone can share them.

The novel ends today, so he is in a very good mood.

Consciously suffered a lot of pitfalls, he is a person who vowed never to dig pits, 5000 words a day, rain or shine, readers lost Lei Yiduo's flattery, and the behavior of adding more fans can't stop .

In the past one and a half months, in addition to eating and sleeping, at least 15 hours a day were spent looking up information, coding, and correcting. More than 30 words made him often have the urge to vomit blood.

As the last word leaped onto the screen, it felt like the stone that had weighed on my heart for a long time finally fell, as if I could be lifted up by a gust of wind when I was light.

This comfortable feeling was maintained until he agreed to participate in the new book launch and book friend meeting half a month later.

Then he regretted it.

In his senior year, his novels had already gained a certain reputation, so Xu Jie proposed to hold a meeting of book friends.

After all, I was only a teenager, so I was very happy to think that I could meet many people who liked his books. I was looking forward to the meeting and prepared with great interest. I got a new haircut and bought new clothes.

I really don't want to recall the painful memory of that meeting.

Since then, he has never participated in any kind of meeting with more than 30 people.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve eaten too much recently

"nice"

He stuffed his head, or because he hadn't participated in the press conference for five years, he actually felt a little guilty, so he agreed this time.

Hearing the obviously happy voice from over there, he couldn't utter the words of regret, and went out for a walk a little depressed after hanging up the phone.The author has something to say: It has been almost ten years since I started writing in high school.

But I am always afraid of anticlimax, so I dare not write.

When I went home during the Spring Festival this year, I heard that my elementary school classmates have never given up their dream of writing. They are already qualified writers, and I dreamed about her last night.

Thinking about starting now, I mustered up the courage to start.

Take it as an explanation for my long-standing obsession.

Su Mu

Su Mu is 24 years old. He graduated from D University at the age of 21 with a master's degree in Chinese Language and Literature.

Author of a best-selling novel in China, owns two well-known IPs of Sui Huo and Mu Da.

It has been the eighth year since I chose to write novels in my sophomore year in order to subsidize the family and relieve the pressure on my grandfather.

Novels with popular genres such as self-cultivation, martial arts, pastoral, etc., are pen names formed from the characters of Shumu—Sui Huo, Sui Yinshui, and Mu Shenghuo.

Because this pseudonym is really like a real name, many people think it is his real name.

If it is a popular fan art, sign it as Mu Da.

He was only 14 years old when he found out that he was not interested in Jiao Didi's girls, and he was already a sophomore in high school at that time.

One day, my roommate came back from buying some discs from the second-hand bookstore. Regardless of his youthful status, he forced him to sit on a chair to watch together, in the name of learning physiology.

The youngest of the five roommates is Liu Chang, 17 years old, and the oldest Xu Le, 19 years old, half a child. When he was curious about gender knowledge, he couldn't help shortness of breath when he saw the men and women sticking close together. Everyone was blushing, grabbing their cups and drinking wildly.

Looking back now, in fact, there are really no restricted-level pictures in it. After all, ordinary students can't get the contraband during the crackdown.

Su Mu's ears turned red as well, but the reason was the hot breath from Xue Yi's head on his shoulders.

He is the youngest, and his roommates usually take good care of him. He and Xue Yi share bunk beds, and Xue Yi is the one who treats him best, so they have the best relationship.

When watching a DVD, Xue Yi was the same as usual, pulling a stool and sitting behind him, with long arms wrapped around him and placed in front of him, with his head resting on his shoulders.

At that time Xue Yi saw that his ears were red, even though he drank cold water wildly, he also laughed and laughed at him as a big ass and knew a lot.

He returned a blank look and two heavy punches without a word.

As a curious baby who would ask questions when he didn't know, in the dead of night, he quietly asked for help from a hundred thousand online tutors who knew everything.

HOMO is a social phenomenon that is not too common. Although it is not accepted by most people, it is not a disease.

Just be careful to protect your privacy, they have nothing to do with other people