The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Chapter 19 Preparations for Writing a Novel

Shaoting's writing speed was much faster than Xu Huaiqing thought, so fast that he couldn't imagine it.

For example, at 07:30 the next morning, he had finished his breakfast and was about to read the newspaper on his way to work, when he saw his son, who had never seen anyone in the morning and was always lying on the bed like a salted fish, appeared like a ghost.

Xu Shaoting had two dark circles under his eyes, and writing traditional characters was so painful that he couldn't bear to live, so he had to write in simplified characters first, and then look up the dictionary to transcribe into traditional characters.

After finishing the [-]-character novel, Xu Shaoting still had to tear up the simplified version, and he simply tore down the last matt book. Xu Huaiqing saw that what his son handed over was a stack of torn papers.

Xu Huaiqing asked in disbelief, "This is?"

Xu Shaoting was so sleepy that his head almost fell off, he replied in a resentful tone: "This is an expanded novel."

Xu Huaiqing took it, flipped through it quickly, and was even more surprised after estimating the number of words: "[-] words?"

Xu Shaoting nodded, and couldn't help yawning anymore. He and Xu Huaiqing really had nothing to say, especially since he was 31 years old, but he looked the same as 25. Such a young father, he really had nothing to say. Thank you for your insensitivity.

After walking two steps, Xu Shaoting paused, he turned around helplessly, Xu Huaiqing grabbed his shoulders, and when he saw him turning back, his face showed a slightly hesitant expression.

Although Xu Shaoting's real age is only eighteen, he is usually very sensitive to people's emotional changes, and he is a child who knows people's faces very well.

Seeing the cheap father's expression, Xu Shaoting sighed in his heart, you want to ease the relationship with your son, but after all, the man has passed away, and the things in this world have always been dominated by things that are too late.

Even if the real Xu Shaoting is still alive, he is still 16 years old. After all, you have missed his childhood and youth.

And a 16-year-old boy, he probably doesn't need that much... a father.

Xu Shaoting didn't even think about playing the role of fatherly kindness and filial piety, so he reminded Xu Huaiqing: "It's time for you to go to work."

Xu Huaiqing hesitated, his expression fell, and he looked at the young man gently: "No rush."

Xu Shaoting: "..."

Xu Shaoting was speechless. Aren't you very busy, daddy? You don't go to work yet. Are you worthy of your salary?

Xu Huaiqing had already stretched out his hand, he was a head taller than Xu Shaoting, and rubbed the boy's head easily.

Zhenzhen ran to school with a small schoolbag and a slice of toast in her mouth. What she saw was the father with a clear face rubbing the head of her thin brother in the morning sun.

Not to be outdone, the little girl squeezed between the two of them, and she held the slice of toast with her hands. She was very happy: "Brother, you got up so early today? Are you going to send Dad to work?"

Xu Shaoting was messing around in the wind, being rubbed on the head, except for his uncle who would do it when he was a child, who would have the wind to rub a man's head?

Zhenzhen still sighed with emotion: "That scene just now was really beautiful."

She secretly thought, if only her mother was here, if only her mother could be as fashionable as her father... Sigh, why can't everything in the world be perfect?

Xu Huaiqing rubbed her daughter's head when she heard the words, Zhenzhen opened her arms to hug him, and said, "Dad, don't rub my head, I won't grow taller!"

Xu Huaiqing picked up his daughter, and said to his stunned son with a bright smile: "Your work, Shaoting, I will send the manuscript to the editorial department of "New Moon" today."

"Go back and catch up on your sleep." Xu Huaiqing said, turned around and left.

Zhenzhen lay on his shoulder, waved her hand with a slice of toast in her hand, and shouted, "Brother, I'm off to school, don't miss me when you're at home."

Xu Shaoting has been unable to complain, these two are definitely his biological father and daughter, they both feel too good about themselves, isn't it written "reject" on my face?

As soon as he turned around, Xu Shaoting took two steps and saw Xu Yanran and Mrs. Zhang coming down from the second floor.

Xu Yanran was wearing a lace-up bathrobe, and her hair was wrapped just after taking a shower. Seeing him looking over, she blinked, and raised her finger with Kodan-dyed henna, and said in amazement: "It's strange, I actually saw the little girl in the morning. It's time to go, oops, I've got to hurry and see if the sun is coming out of the west."

After all, I went to the restaurant to have breakfast gracefully.

As the weather was getting colder, Mrs. Zhang changed into a jacket and skirt, and looked at her son very strangely. The woman ran over with small steps and staggered, touched her son's hand, it was cold, to see that his complexion was not good, He said even more distressed: "Brother Ting, why did you get up so early? Can your body take it?"

Xu Shaoting didn't dare to say that he didn't sleep all night, he found that Mrs. Zhang doted on her son too much, and just blindly followed his ideas without discipline.But think about it, Mrs. Zhang didn't even understand how she lived, how could she teach a child well.

Xu Shaoting spoke a few words to his mother softly, thinking about going to the restaurant to eat slices of bread with jam and drinking a large glass of milk.

By the ear, Xu Yanran didn't like Zhang Shi, and Zhang Shi didn't like her either, but the two of them talked a lot at home.

During breakfast, Xu Shaoting quietly just ate, Zhang said to him: "I really can't get used to foreign food, this milk tastes like traditional Chinese medicine."

Xu Yanran said, "What do you know? Milk is more nutritious than soup, but rice porridge and millet porridge are not nutritious."

Mrs. Zhang immediately stopped looking at her son, turned her head to Xu Yanran and said, "My ancestor's stuff, you are, this is xenophilia!"

Xu Yanran rolled her eyes: "Didn't you see that white people are born tall and strong? They drink milk and eat beef to grow up, so they are so healthy."

Xu Shaoting was very embarrassed to find that Zhang turned his head, and it became: "Shaoting, drink more milk, it will be good for your health."

Xu Yanran was sitting across from him, covering her mouth with a smirk when she heard Zhang's words, he figured out that this aunt was so boring, she deliberately made fun of Zhang.

After breakfast, Shaoting went back to the house to catch up on sleep. The two women in the family took it for granted that he would sleep until the afternoon, but they didn't expect to see Xu Shaoting sitting at the dining table for lunch.After lunch, he also said to Zhenzhen: "I'll pick you up from school, and then we'll go to the bookstore or something."

Zhenzhen was going back to school after lunch, and when she heard what her brother said, she happily agreed.

At the same time, he did not forget to tell Xu Shaoting: "Wear those khaki trousers with suspenders, brother, you look good in them."

Xu Shaoting thought to himself, the little girl is afraid that my clothes won't look good and I will lose face in front of her classmates.

It was also rare for Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yanran to agree with each other. For Shao Ting's willingness to step out of the house, the two women expressed great approval to him, and each sponsored some pocket money.

Xu Shaoting didn't know if the original body had a special place to put the money, anyway, he only found two silver dollars in the drawer of the original body, if he asked: Do you know where I put the money?

This can be called the best deceptive behavior award.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Xu Shaoting took the huge sum of 20 yuan and arrived at the gate of the girls' middle school where Zhenzhen was studying in the family's black car.

Just as school was over, little girls in blue cloth jackets and black skirts, either with braids or haircuts, came out of the school in groups of three and four.

Xu Shaoting also saw a young man in his twenties standing at the gate of the school holding a bouquet of flowers, and the little girls smiled ambiguously when they saw him.

He was leaning against the car door to wait for his sister, and he happened to be looking at the man from a distance. This man glanced at him, and Xu Shaoting also looked at him. He looked like a human being, but why was he such a beast, he ran to the middle school gate to chase children , I saw Zhenzhen and her classmates coming out together.

Seeing him, Xu Shaoting waved to Zhenzhen, and the little girl's friends burst out laughing.Zhenzhen slapped her a few times as a pretense, and then ran over with her schoolbag on her shoulders, throwing herself full as usual.

The little girl giggled, holding Xu Shaoting's arm, and was about to get into the car.

Xu Shaoting said: "We'll eat out at night, I have money today."

He was very happy, if the manuscript was passed, he would still have 45 yuan in the account, so it would be no problem to treat the little girl to a meal.

But before dinner, Xu Shaoting first asked the driver to take him and Zhenzhen to the bookstore. He looked around and bought a copy of all novels and newspapers that published vernacular Chinese, and bought a thick stack of manuscript paper. It cost less than five bucks.

In this way, Xu Shaoting bought eighteen copies of magazines and newspapers.

In the evening, I ate steak in a very bourgeois restaurant, and Zhenzhen asked her brother in doubt: "Brother, why do you buy so many newspapers and magazines?"

Xu Shaoting looked at the restaurant environment, and when he heard his sister's question, he pretended to be deep and replied: "I think there should be some pursuits in life, we... Father, gave me some inspiration."

Zhenzhen was even more confused: "What inspiration? What do you want to pursue?"

At this moment, the waiter brought steak and dessert, Xu Shaoting was immediately attracted by the food, and replied nonchalantly: "I want to try writing a novel, I don't want to go to school."

Zhenzhen was so surprised that she ignored the second half of her brother's sentence, and she kept pestering Xu Shaoting to ask what novel he wanted to write throughout the meal.

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