My cat is helping me write

Lin's mother cared about Lin Letian's recent life on the other end of the phone. Lin Letian said that he was doing well, and that he would work hard. Finally, Lin's mother gave a few more instructions, and then hung up the phone.

Lin Letian stared at the phone for two seconds, closed the novel web page, opened the file, and wrote a few sentences. Suddenly, he thought of the great god's article that he saw today. Although the writing style is not very good, compared with him, it is not so good. I know it is dozens of grades higher.

Looking at what he wrote now, he instantly disliked himself, deleted it and re-written it.

Lu Jiawen was watching him write, and couldn't help flicking his tail at this moment.

The shit shoveler is quite serious, procrastination is gone?

It’s just that you can’t write like this. You are picking words, which has nothing to do with literature, and will only make readers very uncomfortable to read.

Lu Jiawen felt his paws itch, and he wanted to remind Lin Letian several times, but he was a cat, no matter which way he reminded him, it was not right, so he had to give up.

After repeating this several times, Lin Letian didn't write [-] words in half an hour. Looking at the time, Lin Letian was going to have dinner first.

Lu Jiawen ran out after him, silently taking back what he had just said.

If procrastination is so easy to cure, how many waste materials will be lost in the world, I am too naive.

After dinner, he sat in front of the computer again. Looking at the document, he felt his head was empty, and he was extremely irritable. He felt that the rubbish he wrote was rotten, and he was a piece of trash.

Take a break and relax.

After comforting himself like this, Lin Letian clicked on the game.

Lu Jiawen, who originally wanted to read the novel written by the shit shovel officer, looked disgusted, jumped directly on Lin Letian's lap, found a comfortable place and fell asleep.

Lin Letian licked the cat on the kitten's body and put all his heart into it.

Once playing the game, he couldn't stop. Lin Letian played until one or two o'clock in the evening. Feeling tired from playing, he opened the document and decided to continue writing.

Glancing at the word count, Lin Letian found that there were only a thousand words. He forcibly cheered up and squeezed out toothpaste today!

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

He wrote for an hour or two, but only wrote [-] words.

And the last five hundred words!

Come on!

Lin Letian's head was almost on the keyboard, and he was so sleepy that he wrote indiscriminately, and finally his arm went limp, and it hit the keyboard with a slap.

Lu Jiawen was sleeping on Lin Letian's lap, when suddenly there was such a noise, he woke up suddenly, and looked at his shit-shoveling officer with his green cat eyes, and found that the shit-shoveling officer had fallen asleep lying on the keyboard.

Humans really can sleep anywhere.

Jumping from his lap to the computer desk, Lu Jiawen looked at the text on the screen.

"Lu Jiawen has never seen a security odd-evening machine..."

It turned out that the excrement shoveler from home was writing a novel, so sleepy that he fell asleep in seconds.

It is early spring and the temperature is not high. If the shit shoveler falls asleep here, he will definitely catch a cold tomorrow. He has to remind the shit shoveler.

Well, I am really a good master who is sympathetic to his subjects, Lu Jiawen thought so.

He stretched out his paw and patted Lin Letian's head.

Lin Letian didn't move at all.

Do you want to bite?

Thinking of the "tragic" experience of forcibly waking up the shit-shoveling officer last time, Lu Jiawen's little kitten couldn't help shivering.

Forget it, he can sleep if he likes, anyway, it's uncomfortable to fall asleep like this, and he might wake up soon.

Lu Jiawen's eyes fell on the computer screen again, and he flipped forward.

Lin Letian revised it today, he watched it for a long time, and found that Lin Letian revised it again later.

This time it was even more difficult to read, it was too wordy, just like an old pedant, still an immature old pedant, it was very difficult to read a sentence.

Seeing that it was my comment that made you pick up your words, I will show mercy and help you to change it.

Lu Jiawen sat in front of the computer, waving his little orange paws up and down, and typed a line of words. A sentence that was difficult to read immediately became vivid, and a picture was vividly displayed in the words.

No uncommon words or fancy idioms were used, just a few ordinary words, well combined to show the power of writing.

Some people say that writing is like practicing martial arts. It is divided into several realms. First, one move, one style, one word and one sentence, then telling the story clearly, then gorgeous rhetoric, and then returning to the basics, and the end point is natural.

Of course, these realms are not certain. Some people are talented, and it is normal to skip one or two stages.

Lu Jiawen's current level is to return to the basics, and what comes later is to be natural, not to learn and temper, but to accumulate and innate.

As for Lin Letian, now it is the second paragraph to tell the story clearly, and he is moving towards gorgeous rhetoric.

After modifying some sentences that did not read smoothly, or deliberately showing off the style of writing, Lu Jiawen combined this chapter as a whole and added some necessary descriptions of environmental tasks to enhance the atmosphere.

After finishing writing, Lu Jiawen glanced at the word count, and there were still 283 words short.

At this time, Lin Letian, who had been lying on the computer desk, moved, opened his eyes a little, and found that there was a cat sitting in front of him, the cat's little paws were flying up and down, and it kept tapping on the keyboard.

Is he asleep?

Lin Letian seemed to have stuffed a ball of cotton in his head, and raised his head with hazy eyes.

Lu Jiawen's paws on the keyboard suddenly froze, and he didn't dare to move, wishing he was a statue.

"Am I dazzled?"

Otherwise, how do you see your cat typing on the keyboard?

This is... a dream, right?

Lin Letian felt pain in his hands, face, back, and chills all over his body. He slept on the computer desk for an hour or two, feeling very uncomfortable.

bed... warm bed...

Soon, Lin Letian forgot about the cat typing on the keyboard, and was completely occupied by his big bed.

Like a sleepwalker, Lin Letian half-opened his eyes, touched the bedroom door, opened the door and walked in, lying on the bed and fell asleep comfortably.

It wasn't until Lin Letian walked away for a long time that Lu Jiawen still hadn't reacted, and he didn't let go of his half-raised paw, nor did he let go.

Finally, he felt that his paws were soft, and there was no strange sound coming from outside the study, so he gently lowered his paws, jumped off the computer desk, and walked outside lightly.

Both the study door and the bedroom door were wide open. When Lu Jiawen walked to the door, he saw Lin Letian lying on the bed sound asleep from afar.

Lu Jiawen stretched out his small paws to cover his forehead.

My own shit-shoveling officer, I really don't know how he survived to such an age.

Back on the computer desk again, Lu Jiawen was about to finish writing the remaining 283 characters.

To be a cat, you have to start and end, and to help the shit shoveler, you have to help to the end.

Not knowing what plot Lin Letian was going to write next, Lu Jiawen didn't plan to continue writing, but focused on the previous plot.He played his own tricks of word counting, added some unnecessary psychological descriptions, and described the ugly face of the villain, and then slightly modified a plot, and made a point of laughing.

After such a modification, Lu Jiawen felt that he was so moist and silent that he was natural, he was really a genius of water.

Then he posted this chapter. If the shit shoveler wakes up and reads this chapter again, he will definitely find a lot of differences. After all, it is something he wrote, so it can still be seen after it has been modified.

Moreover, Lu Jiawen felt that with the IQ of his own shit-shoveling officer, he might think that many of his revised texts were too plain, and then changed back to his own sentences that hurt readers' eyes and headaches.

After the update, Lu Jiawen was still a little excited. Lin Letian's readers must have been stunned when he went out on his own. They thought how could his writing be so good and awesome. He must have practiced some writing secrets!

With such a happy mood, Lu Jiawen wandered to Lin Letian's bedroom, leaned against Lin Letian and fell asleep, with a smile on his face in his sleep.

When Lin Letian woke up, he was confused for three seconds and wondered why he was on the bed. A picture of a kitten typing on a keyboard appeared in his mind, and he immediately waved it away. How could a cat type on a keyboard?He had a really strange dream last night, thinking day and night, this dream only shows that he is working very hard to write updates!

Out of habit, Lin Letian took out his phone, checked his novel reviews, and found that there were a few more.

"What about the agreed daily watch? Hehe."

"Is the author updated today?"

"Daddy, you finally updated QAQ."

"This woman is too cheap, please don't accept the harem."

I updated?

Lin Letian was at a loss. He remembered that he hadn't finished writing yesterday, so why did he update it.

Clicking on the interface of the novel, Lin Letian found that he had indeed updated it, and it was still a full chapter, and the plot was up to the point he wrote last night.

I am sleepy and confused...

It seems that I was really sleepy yesterday. Not only did I forget to write the update, but I also dreamed that the cat was typing on the keyboard, so I have to go to bed early in the future.