"Gollum..."
In the end, it was the protest of the Five Zang Temple, which allowed Ji Zhuo to get back what he had to do.
A button on the laptop, a touch on the phone.
Ji Zhuo went out and went downstairs to forage.
He lives in an old neighborhood. There are several old buildings in the community, but it is rare to have an elevator.
Between several old buildings, there are trees of some years old, and the branches and leaves grow densely. Several trails in the community shuttle under the dense branches and leaves, which looks a little quiet.
But there are a lot of mosquitoes in summer.
Of course, when summer comes, Ji Zhuo will definitely not live here.
Orphaned, single, novelist.
You don't need to consider where your parents are, nor where your girlfriend or wife is. You need to consider the issue of commuting to work.
For the time being, I have no plans to buy a house, and I have no plans to fall in love.
In addition, the income was barely enough before there were no novels and no hits on the street.
Ji Zhuo also eats by himself and his family is not hungry. He has always lived wherever he is comfortable. When he gets tired of living in one city, he will move to another city.
Anyway, now even in the deep mountains and old forests, there are nets.
The city where I live now is a tourist city called Fancheng.
The city is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and you can see some beautiful scenes both inside and outside the city.
The whole city is not big, but you can see a lot of market atmosphere.
Walking along the quiet path under the dense branches and leaves of the community, from time to time, some uncles and aunts are walking, talking some homely gossip.
Ji Zhuo looked at this quiet environment and enjoyed a moment of comfort,
out of the gate.
Outside the gate of the community, there is a wide street.
Vehicles are moving slowly, and from time to time two vehicles are driving in opposite directions, so it is inevitable to avoid traffic jams.
On both sides of the street, there are some snack restaurants.
There are people who buy Guokui cakes and leek boxes on the street, and there are also those who sell sauerkraut.
There is also a noodle restaurant with the door open with the steam rising in the steamer, and of course, there are national chains of yellow braised chicken rice and Shaxian International.
"...Come to the bowl of noodles, to the caged xiaolongbao."
"okay."
Walking into the noodle shop that I used to go to recently, Ji Zhuo shouted and found a place to sit down.
The boss in the back kitchen stuck his head out, responded, and then came out of the back kitchen with a bowl for other customers, and by the way, he had a word with Ji Zhuo,
"Why are you here so late today, if it's any later, I'll be closed."
The owner of the shop is a man in his forties, with a sweaty towel on his shoulders and a greasy apron on his clothes.
In this cold weather, he still rolled up his sleeves and had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"I'm waiting for the code in the house. Today, I will write more for a while."
Ji Zhuo has been in this city called Fancheng for more than two months, and he never came here more than two months ago.
In the past two months, I have also gained some understanding of the city. This noodle restaurant, he came here often during this time, and he was familiar with the boss.
I know he has a wife and a son. His wife is always here to help, his son is still young,
When Ji Zhuo came to eat, the boss's son often wrote his homework on a nearby table.
But I didn't see it today.
"Sister-in-law, why aren't you here today?"
"She was tired of opening the store with me sooner or later. I saw that there were not many customers tonight, so I asked her to go back with the child first."
The shop owner laughed and answered, picked up the towel on his shoulders and wiped his sweat.
Ji Zhuo raised his hand and gave a thumbs up to the shop owner.
The shop owner just smiled,
"Sit down for a while. Your face will come up right away. I even left you a cage of Xiao Long Bao."
After greeting again, the shop owner went to open the steaming steamer at the door of the shop, picked up a basket of Xiao Long Bao on a plate, put it on the table in front of Ji Zhuo, and walked into the kitchen again.
After graduating from college and writing novels, Ji Zhuo has lived in cities one by one.
The experience of these years is that if you are willing to listen to a stranger, there is a high probability that the stranger will also release kindness to you.
With a smile, Ji Zhuo touched the chopsticks in the chopstick holder next to him, and ate the steaming steamed dumplings.
Soothing the hungry protests, he also looked at the noodle restaurant.
It's already early eight o'clock, Fancheng is still a small city, and it's basically past dinner time.
At this moment, in this noodle shop, besides Ji Zhuo, there is also a young man sitting on the other side, eating noodles while staring at the phone, swiping his fingers from time to time.
Are you reading a novel?
"Ji Zhuo couldn't help looking at the man.
Since the release of the first novel, I saw someone reading the novel with a mobile phone outside.
I can't help but want to lean over and take a look to see if the novel that the person is reading is written by himself.
In my mind, I met a passerby on the roadside reading a novel, and then realized that it was written by myself,
I went up to ask how the novel was, and passers-by said that it was well written, but I said it was just average.
Finally, I told the passer-by that I wrote this novel myself, and I have rehearsed countless times to complete a gorgeous and compelling scene.
But it didn't work again.
This time is no exception.
After seeing a few words on the screen of the passerby's mobile phone, he determined that it was not his own novel.
Ji Zhuo decisively lost interest, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"New book update: ...with another chapter, Nima has increased his collection by five, who can stand it.
Half-flutter and flutter: Damn, you can add five collections in one chapter in a while, and this Nima collection won't take off after a day?
Honest gentleman in this group: What the hell, you can add five favorites in one chapter, this Nima... +1
If the book doesn't catch fire, I'll catch fire: damn...+1"
The author group is still chatting, this Nima group of novelists is really capable.
I'm afraid that when it comes to writing novels, it's also very good at water.
Then Ji Zhuo silently clicked +1 and joined it.
"Humble and extraordinary: +1
Octopus smashing keyboard: +1
New book update: Hematemesis [picture], I'm recommending it. After testing the water in the afternoon, the collection has only increased by five.
Honest Little Langjun: Damn it, it takes a long time to test the water and push it... Forget it, I can't blow it anymore, let's cut it.
Half flutter and flutter: cut it +1
Octopus: +1
Humble and uncommon: +1"
Then Ji Zhuo silently clicked another +1.
This is not a repetition of reading, it is called conforming to the trend of history, and it is to mingle with the broad masses of the people. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
cough cough...
Ji Zhuo took a bite of the bun and sent another message to comfort the boss.
"Humble but extraordinary: open a bigger guy, it's okay, I also opened a slow new book.
Half-push and pounce: What the hell, he's a clumsy and extraordinary boss. Ah, I'm dead...
Octopus: Ah, I'm dead +1
The first fight in this group: Ah...+1"
Gan!
Repeating someone else and being repeated are two different feelings.
But soon, the repetition was interrupted.
The new book is open: "Forget it. Uncommon boss, don't do slow books. You really can't go against the trend. Cover your face.jpg."
The rest of the author group didn't speak at this time. Ji Zhuo was familiar with this new book developer, and he could speak such words.
Other unfamiliar people, such words can not add one. After all, it is the most taboo to speak shallow words.
Humble and extraordinary: "Then I borrow your good words."
New book update: "???"
Half flutter: "???+1"
Immediately afterwards, the author group repeated it again,
Full screen of question marks.
However, Ji Zhuo, who received the 'good' blessing, got his wish,
With a full smile already, he turned off the phone with satisfaction.
It seems that my judgment is not wrong,
Everyone thinks they can pounce.
This is not more stable.
Ji Zhuo has already started to wonder how the first month's 300,000 yuan will be spent.
Change computers?
Change the tourist city for a lap?
Then, Ji Zhuo happily ate the xiao long bao with satisfaction,
While swiping the phone again.
Cut back to the writer backstage.
"Huh? Is this the trial?"