"Hey~ Now the time is good! After eating, you can sleep, you can play, and you can be carefree, how good!" After washing his dishes and chopsticks, Wang Yang lay on the sofa and watched TV with his parents.

"You're done with your homework?" said my mother coldly.

"It's almost there, there's not much left. "Although I haven't done homework for a long, long time, not only Wang Yang, but I believe that most students around the world should hate homework.

"So fast, have you changed sex?" Mom felt very strange, usually when she asked like this, Wang Yang would obediently go back to do her homework, for saying that the homework was almost finished, her mother didn't believe it, this kid didn't until he was **.

"I didn't have homework in the first place, but I was promoted to junior high school, and the teachers must have changed, who still checks the homework?" Wang Yang said.

Thinking of this, he hated it deeply, these elementary school teachers are quite perverted, they don't teach people anymore, and they assign a lot of homework, at that time he heard his friend say this, but he was more cowardly, afraid that there would be a teacher to check, and if he didn't finish it, he would have to go home to make up for it, maybe he would be beaten.

So I still wrote a part, until after the start of school, the teachers who signed up were different, and no one asked about the homework, so I paid the money and reported it.

Wang Yang quietly threw his summer vacation homework in the trash, and then reported his name.

After registering for the name, when I got together with my classmates to chat, I also laughed at the classmates who wrote their summer homework with others.

It was also at this time that Wang Yang found that his classmates, who were as tall as him before, were now half a head shorter than him and had grown bigger, but he didn't realize much of this at the time, so he just cared about playing.

It wasn't until later that my sister Wang Jiajia also became a primary school teacher, and Wang Yang asked about homework during the winter and summer vacations, and my sister said indifferently: "It's nothing! ”

Wang Yang was speechless about this.

Getting back to the point, after listening to Wang Yang's explanation, my mother was reluctant.

"How can that person Fangfang have homework? And there are a lot of them. The old mother asked angrily at Wang Yang.

Fangfang's name is Liu Fang, she is Liu Kun's sister and Wang Yang's classmate, and the two families live opposite each other, have frequent contacts, and have an excellent relationship.

"She's willing to do it, what do you care about her?" With an impatient tone, this sentence blurted out, and after saying it, Wang Yang felt that it was wrong, but the words had already been spoken.

Really!

"You do it too, people study better than you and work so hard, look at you again, what do you look like? If you don't sit or stand, what are your own grades, do you want me to say? There are forty-two people in the class, you are twenty-eight, are you still reasonable?" The mother picked up the fly swatter and pointed to Wang Yang's demonstrative strokes twice.

"Oh oh oh!" Wang Yang lowered his head and returned to the bedroom again, to his parents, when it was time to coax.

"Hey, I forgot that I was a child now, and I unconsciously took on my previous tone when I spoke. Wang Yang depressedly took his summer vacation homework, thinking that his mother would still beat people at this time.

Until the second semester of the first year of junior high school, I forgot what happened, and was beaten several times by my mother with a broom, Wang Yang yelled angrily: "Finished?"

After that, my mother didn't beat Wang Yang again, it seems that she found a little son who is a head taller than herself, and he has grown up!

Thinking of these "past events", Wang Yang unconsciously smiled.

Looking down at the summer vacation homework on the desk again, Wang Yang snorted mockingly.

Am I really stupid? Just take the previous summer vacation homework to deal with my parents, flip through the two summer vacation homework books that have been half written, and the two homework books of ancient poems and texts that have been copied several times, Wang Yang has already figured out how to deal with these "roots of all evil".

Quietly stuffed his summer vacation homework into his clothes and went out with a sentence: "I'm going to the toilet!"

Then swaggered out of the house, because in the past few years, the market still uses public toilets, so every time I go to the toilet, I have to go out, sometimes in the morning when there are many people, I have to queue up, Wang Yang came to the toilet, there is no one at this time, because it is a dry pit, and it is very deep, the light inside is very dark, and no one can see a few homework books thrown in.

Wang Yang glanced at his summer vacation homework contemptuously, his disdainful eyes were full of mockery, and he casually threw his summer vacation homework into the pit of the dark toilet, and said faintly: "I'm sorry...... I want to be a good person. ”

I don't know what to do early in the morning, the small town in Northwest Dajiang Province is not big, except for the houses that stretch for less than a kilometer on both sides of the highway are more concentrated, other places are called brigades, several brigades and several teams, not called villages, and they are far apart.

In general: the land is vast and sparsely populated!

Looking at his little arms and legs, Wang Yang sighed, he was too young to know what to do, many of the things that he had foresight could only be used after a few years.

After thinking about it, let's go home, read books, and continue to study.

When he was working in the crew, he really understood some of the words on the Internet, the life of the rich is really good, in fact, it is not what you think, but the life of the rich is not as good as you think, but the life of the rich is not as good as you can imagine, in the crew, in order to be close to the producer or investor, all kinds of beautiful actresses, can climb into other people's beds in a way that ordinary people can't imagine at all.

After sighing with emotion, Wang Yang took a book of stories and read it with relish.

"Tsk! This kind of idiot story, can anyone really read it? Can it still sell so well? Any book of a great god at the starting point can kill the author of these stories in seconds......" Wang Yangleng paused.

Then he immediately turned over and muttered: "Yes, yes, !! online article! How did I forget this? In the future, a successful writer, which one does not earn hundreds of thousands a month, I write a few more books, don't I have everything, hahahaha......"

"What's your name? You don't have a lot of homework, right!?" Mom's scolding voice also came out loudly with Wang Yang's laughter.

"Haha...... Wang Yang calmed down his heart, patted his head, and silently thought in his heart: If your heart is clear, the sky will not be shocked......

It took me a dozen times to slowly regain my composure.

What should I do? What kind of book is good to write? This is a question, in the early stage of online articles, there are more cool articles, readers have just come into contact with these things, and readers are cool to read, which is the right reason, wow! There are so many things that can be written, I remember that when I was in high school, the big tomato book was extremely popular in the class: Cun Mang, the legend of Xingfeng, and so on, even girls like to read.

"It seems that I'm going to go to an Internet café in a few days! I don't know if it's coming out now, I remember that my good friend Wu Shichang told me that the starting point seems to have been established quite early, it seems to have been established in 2002, so now it has been running for a year, and the management system should be better!"

Now a question comes, what to write first? I listed it in the book, the novels of the early fantasy cultivators were very popular, step by step to fight monsters and upgrade adventures, upgrade and fight monster adventures, and finally have a perfect ending!

Uh-huh! I'm just too wise.

Wang Yang closed his eyes and touched his chin, looking like he was holding Zhizhu, and when Shuangwen was almost written, he was also a platinum god! Before he was reborn, the website and APP of the starting point were already very mature, and he could also give them some advice to see if he could become a director at that time.

Thinking about it, Wang Yang's expression became obscene, and after laughing for a while, he inadvertently saw his obscene appearance in the mirror, and quickly restrained his smile.

Holding his head and sighing: "Why are you getting more and more middle two?......? Ay...... No matter, I'm still a kid anyway, so what's the matter with two o'clock?"

Let's think about what kind of book to write first! It's better to be an instant hit, but ...... Wang Yang looked at his immature self in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"How can you be reborn at such a young age? How good is it to be older? Even when you graduate from junior high school and go to high school! It's too small to do anything...... Hey, let's have a QQ number first!" Wang Yang looked at himself in the mirror and frowned even deeper.

For three hours, Wang Yang listed all the popular novels he knew in two notebooks.

After lunch, I wrote out the outline of the story and the general direction of the plot, just like this, Wang Yang screened the novels that he wanted to select several times, and he had to screen them a few more times later, after all, his energy is also limited, and two novels with more than one million words a year are estimated to be his limit.

The notebook was stuffed into the TV cabinet of his house, and there were a lot of books in the TV cabinet, all of which were books eliminated by his brothers and sisters, exercise books, notebooks, and many other books, and there were a lot of books on Wang Yang's table, and there were three large cardboard boxes under the bed, which were also full of various books.

Because the elder brother and sister are five or six years apart from Wang Yang, the parents did not sell this kind of book that the elder sister left behind since elementary school, thinking that Wang Yang might be able to use anything.

Now I really use it, so many books, just plug it, no one knows, Wang Yang remembers that these books will not be sold until he is in his second year of high school, and after moving, his parents will sell some of them, Wang Yang is very relieved, this is also four years later, and after four years, his family does not know what it will become, but it is definitely much better than now, and this confidence is still there.

When I was happily busy, time always passed quickly, and after dinner, my mother was very happy to see Wang Yang go back to the room and continue to write "homework".

When it was half past ten, it was completely dark, and when she saw Wang Yang still writing "homework" with the light on, the corners of her mother naturally put a smile on her mouth, opened the door of Wang Yang's bedroom, looked at her son with her back to her, and said to her son: "Don't write too late, go to bed early, and write the same tomorrow." ”

Wang Yang waved his hand impatiently, and said without raising his head: "Oh!

Wang Yang is not worried that his mother will come to see what he writes, the language book is placed in front, just like copying a text, and his mother has only been in the second grade, and she doesn't know many words, as for Dad, she basically doesn't come to his house.

The father, who is now in his fifties, is still very cold when facing his two sons, and it is not until he is sixty years old that he slowly becomes less cold.