In the rental room, Zhang Chu got up yawning and made a special cat milk powder for the hungry meowing matcha, this guy was obviously playing in the living room last night, and he didn't know when he ran to the pillow next to Zhang Chu and fell asleep.

Just now he used his claws with fleshy pads to wake up the shovel officer with a messy punch, and then meowed and meowed.

"I've raised an ancestor!"

Zhang Chu complained, he shook the bottle well, picked up the matcha from the bed, and let it bite the pacifier and drink it.

This guy looks like he's so small, I really don't know how he jumped from the ground to the bed.

What makes the "old father" Zhang Chu most pleased is that matcha never poops around, and has quietly gone to the toilet since he taught him how to use cat litter.

There was no class this morning, and he had already made an appointment for the vaccine at the pet hospital for matcha, and was going to get a certificate or something for it.

"Good, go out and play, don't come and make noise with me. ”

Zhang Chu patted Matcha's buttocks, and then closed the bedroom door by himself, wanting to sleep again!

But before he could close his eyes, he heard the sound of the little guy gouging the door, and the sound was almost devastating.

"I obeyed you, and if you don't obey, I'll send you back to Jiangcheng!"

But Matcha didn't pay attention to Zhang Chu's threat at all, and after he opened the door just now, he got into it with all his might, and then squatted on Zhang Chu's slippers, looking up at the angry shovel officer with black eyes.

Matcha's hair was really black and shiny, and Zhang Chu felt that it was a little unworthy to be angry with a cat.

It's almost nine o'clock when I look at my phone, and I can go to the pet hospital with a little washing, and my dream of sleeping lazy is so endless!

……

Matcha, which had been injected with several injections, looked depressed, lying on Zhang Chu's arm and didn't want to move at all, and at this time, Zhang Chu's WeChat video message popped up.

His mother, Ms. Chu Lan, had already held the class schedule in her hand, and she knew when Zhang Chu was out of class.

After Zhang Chu opened the video, he asked, "Mom, why did you suddenly talk to me about the video, isn't it usually a weekend?"

"Just now your Aunt Zhou showed me the newspaper, how did you remember to write about tomb robbery?"

He chuckled in his heart, this tone didn't seem to be very good, could it be that he came to Xingshi to ask about the crime, Zhang Chu hurriedly replied: "I thought of it by chance, but I didn't expect to make such a big battle." ”

Chu Lan whispered over there: "I have read your interview and also read the introduction of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". Is that what you studied in college?"

"It's just an amateur extension, and you know all the lessons you usually take. ”

When Zhang Chu was pondering how to perfunctory the past, Chu Lan changed his words, "Now your Aunt Zhou and the rest of the uncles in the office are asking me when I will be able to see the full text." ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh ”

Zhang Chu didn't expect this change, he hurriedly replied: "I guess I will have to wait for a long time, I haven't finished writing the story of the first volume yet." ”

As soon as the words fell, he unexpectedly found that there seemed to be a few more people on the mobile phone screen, all of whom were his mother's colleagues.

Aunt Zhou looked a little disappointed, "Xiao Zhang, this book is very interesting, why don't you hurry up and send it out? ”

"That's right, Xiao Zhang. Now we hometown fathers are counting on you to become a great writer!"

"Aunt Zhou, there are many reasons, didn't my book "Youth Pi" just go on the market yesterday? Now "Ghost Blows the Lantern" hasn't been finished yet! When it's finished, I'll show it to you in advance. ”

A group of people were watching over there, Zhang Chu felt a little pressured, and blamed matcha for the culprit, causing their entire plan to change.

In the past, it was necessary to approve and publicize after writing, but now I haven't even finished writing the book, so I really don't know how to end it!

"Son, don't listen to your Aunt Zhou, if you don't finish it, write it at your own pace. But don't go out and spend more time writing. There are so many books of yours, and I am the first one I want to read. ”

Hey, didn't you say you had read every book you wrote?

Now I actually revealed the facts!

"Ghost Blowing the Lamp" turned out to be the first book she wanted to read, and the previous books were probably just placed on the bookshelf as decorations.

Chu Lan probably also knew that the truth was accidentally revealed, so without waiting for Zhang Chu to say anything, she snapped and ended the video call.

……

After lunch at noon, Zhang Chu left the matcha at home alone, and at the same time placed a lot of toys for it, and now that he has money, there is no ambiguity in this regard.

The daily food cost of matcha is estimated to be more expensive than what Zhang Chu eats!

"Hey, I heard that your ghost blowing the lamp has already released the preface, when can I read the text?" Yang Ling opened his mouth to ask, he was half a fan of Zhang Chu before the start of school, and now he can see the work several steps in advance every time.

Zhang Chu took the textbook out of his backpack and replied, "I have only written less than 70% of the content, and I guess it will be after the winter vacation or the Spring Festival if it is published." ”

Yang Ling was quite disappointed when he heard this, "It's going to take so long, and when you publish it, I guess I've forgotten that this book exists." The battle line is too long. ”

"I wanted to send it out sooner, but I really didn't finish it. Zhang Chu spread out his hand and said in a low voice: "But I can show you part of the content, you can help me find typos or unreasonable and inconsistent logic." ”

This can not only let his friends see the work, but also find a free labor force, so that the top students of the Chinese Department of Peking University can be proofreaders, Zhang Chu feels that he should have earned it.

"Okay!"

Yang Ling quickly agreed, "I have long wanted to go to your side to see matcha, but you actually quietly raised a cat." ”

Before Zhang Chu could answer, a classmate next to him stood up and said, "Zhang Chu, can I also help you as a proofreader?" I swear, I will never reveal the slightest information to others. ”

"Yes, yes, we are free labor. I just want to know what tomb robbing is, can we join in?"

These classmates around them are all in the same class, and they are almost all familiar with each other after a semester, Zhang Chu is a little difficult to do at this time, and he has already promised Yang Ling, don't you agree to the rest?

When other writers write books, they will also find many friends to read privately with readers in the early stage, and then make revisions and improvements based on their feedback.

This part is especially prominent in the field of film, before the final effect of the film comes out, fans and viewers are invited to take a look, and according to the real opinions and opinions of these people, combined with the content of the film to make the final product.

Zhang Chu thought for a while and said jokingly: "Yes, but you all have to find out some shortcomings for me, I want to squeeze your surplus value!"

"Yes, you can. ”

"Picky, huh? I'm the best at it. ”