Several of them are friends with very compatible personalities.,Usually it's okay to play basketball together or go to an Internet café to open the black.,Sometimes they play together in class and play Glory of Kings or something.。

Now everyone knows very well that after going to college, it is impossible to get together at any time, and when the time comes, the south and the north will go away, and it is estimated that only the winter and summer vacations will have the opportunity to meet again!

Wei Wenlin didn't drink well, he was already drunk at this time, and the whole person spoke upside down, "Everyone else wants to go to college, but I just don't want to, I like our high school a lot." ”

"Zhang Chu, what are you going to do during the summer vacation?" Feng Tianrui, a tall and thin man, had a very good amount of alcohol, and several people were already about the same, but his face was as usual.

"I'm writing Sherlock Holmes's fandom essay now.,I guess I'm going back to my hometown for a few days after that.,What's wrong?"

"Several of us have already said that we will sign up for a driving school, and we will strive to get our driver's licenses this summer, and you can come together. ”

Zhang Chu actually knew how to drive in his previous life, but now he doesn't have a driver's license, he is a little moved, "I'll go back and ask." ”

Wei Wenlin, the little fat man who was already lying on the table, raised his head blankly at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, "I just heard that any of you said that you are writing a novel? I'll give you a click when the time comes, I'm an old bookworm!"

"Yes, yes, you're an old bookworm, an old bookworm who reads novels in class all day. Zhang Chu joked that the little fat man's family background is quite good, and going to school is just a life experience for him, and he doesn't need to learn much better.

"I'll help you find those great gods to push the chapter, I'm the leader of many books, and when the time comes, I will be on fire. ”

Zhang Chu patted Wei Wenlin on the back and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I didn't write an online novel, but you can help me take a look at it and give some advice or something." ”

"And me, I'll show it when I'm done, I usually like to read books the most. Fu Deyu didn't think much about it, and thought that Zhang Chu was just writing for fun.

Coming out of the Xiaolongkan hot pot, as soon as the cool night breeze blew, Zhang Chu and the others finally became clearer, and the five of them took their own cars home freely.

At this time, the sorrow has not yet spread, and everyone is just celebrating their escape from the cage.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Chu returned home drunk, and he was still a little weak, but the house was empty, and Zhang Bowen and Chu Lan didn't know what to do when they went out.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief, at least he wouldn't be scolded.

Hurry up and take clean clothes and go to the bathroom to take a shower, Zhang Chu also plans to quickly write the novel of "Detective Sherlock", today's dinner party to eat hot pot and drink almost all the pocket money on his body is consumed, and there must be an income!

At this time, he didn't dare to think about the first and second prizes of the Sherlock Holmes Fan Essay Competition, he only hoped that he could pass the primary selection of the Reasoning Magazine and give a manuscript fee of a thousand words and a few hundred.

Use it for emergency relief, don't go to the Internet café to play games without money at that time, I'm afraid it's a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, I drank beer tonight, otherwise there would be no clear thinking to write novels, especially detective novels that require careful thinking!

"Eh, you kid came back so early?"

Chu Lan said in surprise, she thought that Zhang Chu was going to play with his group of friends until the early hours of the morning or directly all night, which was really more restrained.

Zhang Chu turned his head to look at his mother, and he said with a smile: "There is still a whole summer vacation to play slowly, you don't need to be so crazy." ”

At this time, Zhang Bowen also squeezed into Zhang Chu's bedroom, and after he saw the document on the monitor in front of Zhang Chu, he walked over directly, "This is the novel you wrote, what's your name?"

"Sherlock. I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'll show you when I'm done. Zhang Chu was still a little ashamed, he immediately minimized the document to the menu bar, and he pushed Zhang Bowen hard to prevent him from reading it.

Zhang Bowen's curiosity was aroused, and he explained: "Let me check first, if even I can't impress me, what can you do to impress those editors." ”

In the final analysis, Zhang Bowen just wants to see what kind of fame this stinky boy in his family can write.

Here, Chu Lan educated Zhang Chulai seriously, "Son, just write about this thing, but don't learn from your father, he can't pull back nine cows, and he has been writing even though he has been rejected for a long time." ”

"Who doesn't have a hobby, my dad doesn't smoke and drink, doesn't play mahjong and doesn't gamble.Bo, it's good to like to write, don't you often say that you were deceived by the poems written by my dad before?"

"I'm young and ignorant, but you have to find a girlfriend as soon as possible after you go to college, the country says that the ratio of men and women is already very uncoordinated, I don't want you to be a single person for the rest of your life. ”

Chu Lan's thinking was very jumpy, obviously he was criticizing Zhang Bowen just now, and he began to worry about Zhang Chu's lifelong events at this moment.

Zhang Chu hurriedly replied: "When I go to college, I will definitely bring you a daughter-in-law back, don't say anything about early love when the time comes." ”

"It's a puppy love when I go to college, there are two little guys in our class who are actually in love, and they are only in the fourth grade of primary school. You're already a lot behind, and you have to hold on. ”

At this time, Zhang Bowen, who was next to the computer, slapped his thigh violently, and the loud voice sounded painful.

Chu Lan walked up behind him and asked, "Lao Zhang, how is your son's novel written?"

"It's quite okay to write, it's worthy of being from our old Zhang family!"

Zhang Bowen didn't exaggerate at all, although the current "Detective Sherlock" has not yet been written, it is quite wonderful in terms of writing and story framework, especially the game theory of true and false poison makes him breathtaking.

In the article titled Pink Studies, the taxi driver's murder modus operandi is actually not complicated, the murderer pushes the poison in front of the victim, points a gun at him, and then talks about philosophy and the meaning of life, and finally the victim chooses the poison.

There are two capsules, one poisonous and one non-toxic, and each of them chooses one to take at the same time. But the killer knows which one is poisonous, and when the killer hands the victim a capsule, what should the victim choose?

Zhang Bowen just saw this, but the text was gone, and he slapped his thigh hard in excitement, eager to see the final conclusion!

"Stinky boy, do you think the victim will choose to swallow this capsule, or will he choose to exchange capsules with the murderer, or will both capsules be poisonous, or will the victim have to choose a poisonous capsule?"

Zhang Bowen is curious to know how Sherlock Holmes is going to solve this gambling puzzle.

"I know what will happen next, please see next time. Zhang Chu said with a smile, his father is a foot-skimming author, but he is definitely a hardcore reader.

Even such people will be attracted by the plot of "Sherlock", and it seems that their decision to work slowly and meticulously is not wrong at all, and they finally have a little confidence!