Qin Dalian's Little Happiness

Qin Qingming ate a lot of lunch this day. He ate so much that his belly was full, but he didn't see him shouting that he couldn't eat any more, which made Qin Zhifu laugh and scold: "Stinky boy, I don't see you eating so much of the dishes I usually cook."

Qin Qingming laughed: "No way, Dad, I usually eat too much! Look, I'm already fat, and it's all the meat you worked so hard to raise for me."

"That's because you are willing to grow up." Qin Zhifu said, looking at his son again, he seemed to have gained a lot of weight, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that "the pig that has been raised so hard has finally grown some meat".

Qin Zhifu over there was relieved, while Qin Qingming looked at his father's eyes here, and always felt...why does it sound like raising pigs?

Qin Qingming took a sip of the herbal soup silently.

It was afternoon in a flash.

After eating and tidying up earlier, Qin Zhifu went to the room to rest for a while, and then continued to go out. Qin Qingming lay back on the bed to grow flesh, and Xiao Huang continued to accompany Qin Qingming.

I haven't seen each other for a long time, but this time I met, the two of them are tired of being together.

So the two of them got bored all afternoon, one took a notebook to do some things on their own, and the other continued to write novels for a while.

There was also a small episode in this - Huang Jinzhi saw Qin Qingming typing continuously for an hour, and felt that something was wrong. Qin Qingming hadn't had a long operation, so it was best not to write for a long time.

When a person is sick or injured, he should take good care of him. At least for a month or two, he needs to rest more and recharge his energy. After a long time, it is not too late to start work again.

However, when Qin Qingming was at home recently, there was only one thing he could do, and it would be inhumane not to let him do it.

How to do it?

The two discussed and discussed, and finally Qin Qingming downloaded a voice codeword software, so that he can lie on the bed and talk directly to the mobile phone to realize voice-to-text conversion. It is also a good codeword method, although... It may feel a little shameful to say it, but it's better than sitting still in front of the computer for a long time.

After all, taking care of your leg injury is the most serious thing.

It is said that it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but Qin Qingming has a broken bone this time, so no matter what, he will have to lie at home for several months.

At present, Qin Qingming's situation is not suitable for hyperactivity, otherwise Huang Jinzhi really wants to take him out to get some air.Unfortunately, the number of days is still too few, so to be on the safe side, I still stay at home.After a while, you can push the wheelchair and take him out to get some fresh air.

After dinner that night, Qin Zhifu went back to his room to rest. Huang Jinzhi continued to stay in Qin Qingming's current room on the grounds of showing Qin Qingming the situation of his mobile phone store.

Qin Zhifu did not doubt that he was there, and said to Xiao Huang: "You will go to bed tonight before Mingming's room, and I will tidy it up."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhifu."

Qin Zhifu returned to the room, leaving Qin Qingming and Huang Jinzhi in the room.

Qin Qingming asked: "What about the pepper and side?"

"The two of them are asleep in the living room."

Qin Qingming turned on the worry mode: "Is there something to put on?" Although he knew that Xiao Huang's care for the two dogs would not let the two dogs freeze, and the dog itself had a thick layer Mao, it's not placed outdoors in a particularly cold place, so it's not so easy to freeze, Qin Qingming still asked.

Sure enough, Huang Jinzhi laughed when he heard the words: "I brought their dog mats here."

"Oh! I'm still wondering if they're cold."

Although it is this season, the house is actually not cold, and the two dogs sleep together and can keep each other warm.

In the living room, Pepper seemed to have heard his name, got up quietly, and gently opened Qin Qingming's door.

After a while, Bian Bian ran over, yawning, and sat next to Pepper and dozed off.

Just as he was talking, there was a slight knocking sound from the door, which would startle the average timid person, but those who are used to raising dogs will know that it is their own dog who is messing around again.

Huang Jinzhi opened the door, and sure enough, two dogs were squatting outside the door, and when the door opened, they looked at Huang Jinzhi.

Like a door god.

"Okay, okay, go back to sleep, it's okay." Huang Jinzhi whispered.

The two bored dogs were persuaded to go back to sleep.

As soon as the door was closed, the indoor lights were isolated from the living room, and while laying his head on Pepper, he fell asleep safely on the Pepper brand pillow.

As for the two people in the room, it was still a little early for bedtime.

what to doThey just chatted and talked about things related to the great harmony of life, and they didn't do anything except kiss - Qin Qingming was injured, so he had to restrain himself no matter how much he held on.

Just chatted like this, said good night to each other when we were tired, and then went to bed.

Huang Jinzhi stayed here for two days and one night, and drove back to City B on Sunday night.

When Huang Jinyi left, Qin Qingming felt a little depressed. How can I put it, people who get together less and leave more are always so unhappy.

So Qin Qingming diverted his attention, and after Xiao Huang left, he devoted all his attention to his novel.

It took him four days to finish this novel with a total of 500 million words. All the embeddings and foreshadowings, all the tributaries, all summed up, and all the characters who haven't received their lunch box should be happy and should fail.

So far, I have basically given everyone an ending, good or bad.

Writing a novel is very strange. I know that the characters in the novel are illusory, all non-existent characters drawn by pen and ink, but I always feel in my heart that in a certain corner of the world, or in a certain parallel time and space, the characters in the novel are real.

Not only limited to the ending until the end of the novel, but more, after the ending, they will continue to live their little days.

When the last punctuation mark came down, Qin Qingming felt a sense of exhaustion, and at the same time, a very relaxed feeling.

Finally, it's over.

Of course, this is only the end of the manuscript deposit, and the main text has only been serialized to more than 150 million.

This is Thursday, the day when the novel website ranks.At four o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Qingming didn't feel that today was any different from the past until Yu Hua poked him.

Yu Hua: This time I made a list for you with a relatively high income, so you can see more.

Qin Qingming hung on the QQ nicknamed Yuxiantiaoyi, and quickly replied: OK da [cute].

Yu Hua: ..., you are cuter than a cute girl.

Qin Qingming sent a "hey", and replied: By the way, the editor, I just finished the manuscript today, and the manuscript has come to an end, with a total of 500 million words.For new articles, I have some ideas recently. If I have time, I would like to show you the outline.

Yu Hua: ... 500W? !

The average essay in Jinjiang is 30, and more than 100 million is considered a long novel. Please forgive Yu Hua, who has never received such a hardworking writer. When I heard 500 million words, I felt a burst of "my mother is amazing".

But after all, he was an editor who had seen too many authors. After a brief "word day", Yu Hua quickly recovered his composure as an experienced editor: Okay, wait until I have a time stamp for you.

Then I gave him a series of group numbers and asked him to withdraw the original group of editors and authors and add this small group.

Qin Qingming had never bubbled up in the editing group, so he didn't know anyone in the old group.It wasn't that he was aloof, but that he really didn't have time to hang out with the group. After receiving Yu Hua's new Q number, he naturally quit without any regrets and quickly joined a new group.

The new group is a small group with very few people, and the group business cards are all pseudonyms.

After Qin Qingming added it, he glanced at it, and vaguely felt that he had seen some pseudonyms before, but he didn't think much about it. After changing his group business card to a pseudonym, he directly blocked the group messages, closed the group, and lay down on the bed to play with his stomach.

After 10 minutes, the person who was half-paced suddenly opened his eyes wide and stopped the hand that was playing with his belly.

No, no, I finally remembered who those familiar pseudonyms were!Qin Qingming seems to have read one of the articles!

Qin Qingming thought something was wrong, quickly sat up slowly and opened a new group.

Everyone in the new group was quiet, and the group was still deserted, but someone sent Qin Qingming a private chat.

Qin Qingming took a look at it, and this person was called the upright big snail, and asked, "May I ask a question, you have so many updates every day, do you write it personally or in the studio?"

emmm... This question is slightly mentally retarded due to the suspicion of snooping... It is really straightforward.

Qin Qingming smiled and replied: "Personally, I have a manuscript."

Almost immediately, the upright big snail lost his composure: "Wait, the big one with a daily change of over [-]! What's the speed per hour?"

"Steady at [-], and the speed can be close to [-]."

So the snail cried: "What should I do? I think I'm probably cursed by my pseudonym."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Bian Bian: Ah, it’s so hot recently, I want to eat popsicles.

Xiao Huang: I need to buy popsicles.

Bian Bian: I would trade a pepper for a popsicle!

Pepper: ... what? ? ?