Writing the 12 serious [rebirth]

Recently Xiao Yan has been having an idea, he wants to write a competitive essay.

When he was in school, he still liked sports very much, and his favorite was basketball. Of course, he also played football, but only to the extent that he knew how to play.

Speaking of real-life star Xiao Yan, he also knows a lot. Basketball is nothing more than Jordan and Kobe. His favorite football is Ronaldo.

As a man who grew up under the red flag, it is inevitable that he has a feeling of hatred for China's national football team. Even if he is gay, he also wants to write a novel about the rise of China's national football team.

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Yan finally decided to write a football sports article.

However, he doesn't intend to substitute real stars in reality, otherwise the classification will be directly divided into the doujin*.

Xiao Yan decided to create an imaginary world. Except for the stars, the background of the world is the same as the real situation. As for the CP, it is an original attack and attack.

After finishing the porridge, Xiao Yan told Su Jingcheng about it. Su Jingcheng felt that this could be written, and he fully believed in Xiao Yan's writing ability to write a wonderful competitive essay.

After helping to organize things, Su Jingcheng drove Xiao Yan home.

Sitting in the passenger seat, no matter how I sat, I felt uncomfortable. Xiao Yan endured the discomfort, his face pale.

Noticing his expression, Su Jingcheng felt a little guilty, what he did last night was too ruthless.He took the thermos cup he had prepared before going out and handed it to him, "It would be better to drink some hot water."

Xiao Yan took it, unscrewed the lid and poured water, and after drinking the hot water, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, and the pain in the back part eased a little.

Xiao Yan's condition was not good, and Su Jingcheng didn't chat with him, and he didn't get a good night's sleep after tossing all night.

Leaning quietly on the seat, Xiao Yan's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his breathing became longer and longer.

Seeing him falling asleep, Su Jingcheng couldn't help laughing. It was also the same last time when he fell asleep in the car.Noticing the blue color under Xiao Yan's eyes, he couldn't help feeling distressed again, slowed down the car, and Su Jingcheng turned up the temperature of the heater.

Xiao Yan was not woken up until he reached his destination.After sleeping for a while, his mental state improved a bit, and he was helped out of the car by Su Jingcheng. Although the back was still painful, it was much better than in the morning.

Going to the door of the house and ringing the doorbell, the door opened quickly. Seeing her son being supported by someone, Xiao's mother thought she was injured, and anxiously wanted to check.

"Mom, I'm fine." Xiao Yan said helplessly.

"You child! What did you do? Why do you walk with a limp?" Xiao's mother walked to the other side to support him. Fortunately, Xiao Yan wore a scarf around his neck, otherwise the traces of ambiguity on his skin could be seen at a glance.

"Auntie, when Xiao Yan just got out of the car, he accidentally tripped and twisted his foot." Su Jingcheng replied aloud.

...This is really God's explanation...==

"So careless? How old are you, you can't even walk?" Mother Xiao worriedly criticized repeatedly, Xiao Yan listened patiently, and could only grit her teeth and swallow...

"Mom, can we go inside and approve again? It's very cold outside." Xiao Yan blinked and said pitifully coquettishly.

After saying this, Mother Xiao remembered that they were still standing at the gate.

"Come in quickly, Xiao Su has worked hard for you, and even specially sent Xiao Yan back." Xiao's mother stepped aside and eagerly took two pairs of cotton slippers from the shoe rack to welcome Su Jingcheng into the room.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and as soon as the door was closed, it was instantly warm.

Being helped to the sofa, Su Jingcheng asked him with his eyes if he wanted to sit down, Xiao Yan nodded silently.

In fact, even standing now feels much better than sitting, but in order not to let Xiao's mother see the problem, I have to endure it for the time being.

When he really sat down, this sour feeling made Xiao Yan's face stiffen.

"Come here, drink a cup of hot tea to warm your body." Mother Xiao took out a cup of tea and handed it to Su Jingcheng.

"Thank you auntie."

"Mom, where's mine?" Xiao Yan wasn't thirsty, but was a little jealous when she saw how well Mother Xiao treated Su Jingcheng.

"I can't pour myself?" Xiao's mother reflexively replied, and then remembered his feet, so she had to stand up again to pour him tea.

After Xiao Yan also drank the hot tea, Mother Xiao and Su Jingcheng also chatted.

Su Jingcheng is very sociable, he knows how to please the elders, coupled with his kind smile, he is the favorite of the mothers.

Within 10 minutes, Xiao's mother was teased by Su Jingcheng and couldn't stop laughing. Xiao Yan didn't know that his mother's smile was so low.

After chatting for a while, Su Jingcheng was about to leave, not because he wanted to leave, but for the sake of Xiao Yan's chrysanthemum, it was better to leave early so that he could have a good rest.

"Xiao Su, don't you want to sit down for a while?" Before leaving, Xiao's mother was still reluctantly trying to persuade her to stay.

"Not Auntie, I have to go back to eat at noon. My task is done by sending Xiao Yan back. I will come to see you next time." Su Jingcheng smiled gently and politely, and Xiao's mother liked it very much.

"Mom, just let him go. What's the point of keeping someone at the gate?" Xiao Yan leaned against the door and said quietly.

Xiao's mother glared at him, but was interrupted before the approval.

"Aunt, then I'll go first."

"Hey! Okay, drive carefully on the road! Come play again next time!"

Seeing Su Jingcheng get into the car, then waved his hand, and drove away, Xiao Yan seemed to be casually leaning on the wall, turned around to go back to the room, but saw his mother was still standing there watching. "Mom, don't look at it, you can't see the rear of the car, go back to the house early and have a rest."

"You brat, they drive you back in the cold, and you keep trying to drive them away. Are you so ungrateful?"

Xiao Yan: If you knew that he screwed up his son, I wonder if you would still say that ==

After rejecting Xiao's mother's help, and finally returning to the room, Xiao Yan lay down on the bed directly, and this position was indeed the most comfortable.

Picking up the mobile phone, Xiao Yan logged into the mobile phone □□, looked at the chat records in the reader group, saw many people lighting his chrysanthemums and couldn't help laughing, "Are you a pig? Isn't this Su Jinglan's trumpet?"

Never underestimate a narrow-minded man, especially a reborn man who has no affection for you. He is usually silent, and it will kill you if you really care about it, because he knows many of your secrets clearly.

Su Jinglan, who was at work, didn't know that a trumpet she secretly opened suddenly fell apart ╮(╯▽╰)╭

After resting for a while, Xiao Yan took the laptop placed by the bed and turned it on.

I clicked on my column and looked at it. There are still more than 100 people, and I don’t know how many people are paying attention, but Xiao Yan just took a look and closed the page, as if it was nothing to do with him .

After creating a new document, Xiao Yan began to write the outline of the third article.

This is the first time for Xiao Yan to write a competitive essay, so he needs to check a lot of information, and fictional characters are not so easy to think about. The best way to be lazy is to use real characters as models, and then slightly modify the character design.

In the past, Xiao Yan also had a period of chasing "stars" in his youth, but it has been so many years, except for some extremely influential stars, he has almost forgotten which stars are there.There is no way, what Xiao Yan has to do now is to supplement all kinds of information about today's football.

Xiao Yan took out the speed he used to read novels and browsed quickly, and recorded all the information he needed so that he could check it when typing.

Two hours passed, Xiao Yan closed all the pages, and squeezed the space between his eyebrows with his thumb and index finger.

He waited for the soreness in his eyes to subside a bit before he logged in to □□. As soon as he logged in, his computer froze instantly.

After finally recovering, so many messages made Xiao Yan feel lucky that his computer didn't crash.

Slowly click on the windows one by one to see, many people in the group are on Aite him, seeing that he has not appeared, they all poke privately, Xiao Yan jumping in the chat windows one by one wants to uninstall the chat software.

Slowly closing the window, as Xiao Yan expected, it was all news celebrating his over [-] work income.

5465: ...You guys are working too hard. As soon as I log in, there are so many messages that I almost crash.

Please call me Girls Department: Hahahaha!LOL!

Feng Chen: When the computer crashes, it crashes. If the numbers are too big, you are now a rich man. Change a computer every minute!

Blank: If the number is too big, please let me hug my thigh, and the local tyrant will take care of me (*/w＼*)

Everyone knows that not only is the subscription of "The Great Movie King" very high, but now "Fengshen Alliance" is at the top of the gold list of Green Glazed Novels. Needless to say, the subscription income is just the reward income If you don't believe me, you can go to Xiao Yan's author's column. Don't have too many fans who have tipped over [-] on the Overlord Ticket list.

5465: Alright, when "League of Gods" is over, let's have a lucky draw, and ten readers will be selected to give away the physical book of "League of Gods".capricious! [/ pull]

Cup of wine: ten?It's too little!Don't be stingy with big numbers!

Ah Hui: Exactly!The numbers are so big that there are only so many rewards. Is it really good to be so stingy with us?

5465: Then what are you going to do?

Please call me Girls Department: Make sure that these ten readers have all the physical books of Digital Da Da, and give these ten readers physical books every time they write a book!

Good guy!The girl department is really cruel, it is going to give away ten copies of physical books for every book published.

Simply put, Xiao Yan's income from both books is now over one million, which he can still afford.

5465: Okay, I don't care at all!But it's not fair if it's the top ten every time, it's better to have a lucky draw every time a physical book is published.

Blank: This can have √

Cup of wine: agree

Wind and dust: yes

Ah Hui: √

Please call me Girl Department: Since everyone agrees, why not give this event a name?

5465: The digital master gives back to readers and touches the day of the Chinese lottery to give away physical books?

Cup of wine: ... ==

Blank: ... ==

Fengchen: What do you want to make trouble for so long?

Glutinous rice grains: As soon as I logged in, I saw that ridiculous name, I laughed to death _(:3」∠)_

Please call me Girls Department: Big Numbers Lucky Draw Day?

Blank: Too simple, not grand enough.

Ah Hui: Numbers give back to readers' lucky draw day?

Zhanjiu: vulgar!

Fengchen: Number Big Ten Lucky Reader's Day?

Glutinous Rice Grains: Get away from upstairs!What the hell are the symbols!

Blank: Hahahaha!

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a good name. Xiao Yan just wanted to say that he could just name it, when a person suddenly appeared.

jc: Just call it "Digital Draw Day".