The reason why I told Xiaoying about "Shuke and Beta" is because this story is the fairy tale that Zhuang Yan read the most when he was a child, and in his childhood, it can be said that this story accompanied their generation of children throughout their childhood.

The most important thing is that Zheng Yuanjie wrote this story for many years, and he was still chasing it until Zhuang Yan grew up. Because every time he reads a new one, he will read the previous one again, so he can't remember how many times he has read this book, although he can't completely describe the plot in it, but he can also say that it is not far from ten.

This story is mainly about the story of two mice, Shuck and Beta, one is flying a plane, the other is driving a tank, by chance, Shuck met Beta, and the two mice soon became friends and went on adventures together.

Zhuang Yan's speed of telling the story is very slow, and in order to make Xiaoying understand, he has a lot of redundant information in the middle, and it took two hours to talk about the fact that Beta injured the sparrow, and the sparrows went to find Shuke.

"Oh, this beta is so bad, it actually hurt the little sparrow, and I hate it to death. The little girl said angrily with a small face.

Zhuang Yan smiled, and said that he was not a child, let's see, isn't it also excited to see Beta injuring the little sparrow.

After talking for two hours in a row, Zhuang Yan was also a little dry, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it, and asked Xiao Ying who was sitting on the bed: "Xiao Ying, do you want to drink milk or water?"

"I want to drink water, thank you uncle. ”

Zhuang Yan nodded and poured a glass of water for Xiao Ying, "Xiao Ying, that's all for today's story, let's talk about the rest of the story later, okay?"

Hearing Zhuang Yan's words, Xiaoying was obviously a little disappointed, but she still nodded obediently and said, "Well, uncle, you are busy, don't worry about me, thank you uncle for telling me the story." ”

Sure enough, she was a sensible child, so Zhuang Yan didn't care about her anymore, ran to the computer and began to manage the book reviews on the website of the literary and artistic circles, and by the way, she also looked at the house rental information on the Internet.

About two hours later, Chen Jiaqing finally came back, and when she saw her mother coming back, Xiaoying happily hugged her mother's leg: "Mom, you're back." ”

Chen Jiaqing touched the little girl's head: "I'm back, Xiaoying didn't trouble her uncle here." ”

"I'm good, my uncle told me the story of Shuk and Beta. ”

Zhuang Yan also smiled: "Xiaoying is very well-behaved. ”

At this time, Chen Jiaqing handed Zhuang Yan a bag of fruit in his hand: "I really want to thank you today, and I also trouble you to tell Xiaoying a story, this is a little fruit I bought downstairs for you to eat." ”

Zhuang Yan looked at the large bag of fruit in her hand, smiled and shook his head, "It's just a gesture, forget about the fruit, you bought so much, I don't have a refrigerator at home, it should be broken in two days, you better take it back and eat it yourself." ”

But Chen Jiaqing insisted on giving, and in the end, Zhuang Yan had no choice but to take a few apples and bananas from the bag, "That's enough for me to eat, you can take the rest back, and I'm going to be angry." ”

Chen Jiaqing nodded gratefully, "Okay, then let's go back first, thank you so much today, Xiaoying, goodbye to uncle." ”

"Goodbye uncle, uncle must tell me the story of Shuk and Beta again when he has time. The little girl said with her little hand shaken.

Zhuang Yan also waved his hand to her: "Okay, I'll tell you when I have time." ”

After closing the door, Zhuang Yan sat back at the computer desk, thinking about the story he had just told Xiaoying, not to mention, he was quite energetic when he told the story just now.

It doesn't seem to be telling people stories, but more like reminiscing about his own childhood, and telling those stories always reminds him of certain scenes when he was a child, and the faces of those friends who read books with him will sometimes come to his mind.

This feeling is amazing, and suddenly, Zhuang Yan has a little impulse, he wants to write this story and bring it to this era.

Since writing "Alive", Zhuang Yan has become idle, and only then did he find that writing seems to have become more important to him, no longer as dispensable as before, but has become an indispensable nutrient in his life.

The two days when he hadn't written a book suddenly became boring, so now that he thought of Shuck and Beta, he had an urge to write down the story.

Thinking about it, he entered his account in the literary and artistic world, and was about to start editing the article, but when he put his hand on the keyboard, he stopped.

"Shuck and Beta" is a fairy tale, and "Alive" is completely different styles, so it seems a little inappropriate to try it on the tuba so rashly.

Thinking of this, he revoked his account and rebuilt a small one, in fact, the author number of the "Literary and Art World" website needs real-name authentication, so his small account can only hide from readers, but not from the website, of course, Zhuang Yan never thought of hiding from the website.

After building the trumpet, Zhuang Yan gave himself a screen name called "Fairy Tale Manor" and began to edit the story.

Writing the story out to show people, and telling people a story are of course two different things, Zhuang Yan not only has to think about the plot, but also has to consider the choice of words and sentences, plus although Zhuang Yan is familiar with this story, but he is definitely not familiar enough to remember every plot and detail in the book, so while thinking about the plot, he also needs to make up for his own brain, so the speed of his code words is much slower than when he wrote "Alive" before.

However, Zhuang Yan now has time, so he is not too urgent, he just wants to write the story perfectly, think as much as he can think of, and make up a more perfect storyline if he can't think of it.

In this way, after writing two subsections, a total of less than 5,000 words, it took Zhuang Yan more than three hours to write and change, and by the time Zhuang Yan finished it, it was already the second half of the night.

Instead of sending them all, he sent one article and then another, and of course he knew the importance of saving the manuscript.

This time, the title of the book Zhuang Yan is not capricious, but the original title is officially knocked up: The Adventures of Shuck and Beta.

After sending the first chapter, Zhuang Yan didn't care anymore, took a shower and went to bed, not to mention, this is the most tiring time in recent times.

The less than 5,000 words just now, the energy consumed is definitely not comparable to the tens of thousands of words when I wrote "Alive" before.

When writing "Alive", he used the first person, or wrote it with the remnants of Fugui's consciousness, basically Fugui's realization, he could write it, without thinking about it at all.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Yan got up from the bed, and last night was a sleepless night, and he slept peacefully.

After getting out of bed, Zhuang Yan went straight to the computer, and saw that the first chapter he published last night had no reaction, so he ran to the bathroom to wash up with some disappointment.