Dong Shuqiang and Jiang Hanying left silently after spending a not very pleasant lunch at home, because Jiang's father and Jiang's mother did not show up again, and they had already begun to busy their own business.

Dong Shuqiang said goodbye to Jiang Hanying and walked home alone, he felt that his pressure was getting bigger and bigger, more and more, children, the elderly, lovers, and so on, which made him a little breathless, not to mention that Xiaoying's family disagreed, but his parents were not optimistic? He felt what is, only he and Xiaoying were holding on to this thought in their hearts, without blessing and understanding, Dong Shuqiang was very sad, but life still had to go on, and he couldn't give up this hard-won relationship because no one understood him, persistence was victory.

In the afternoon, Dong Shuqiang continued to do a part-time job and then went back to his home and lay on the bed, calmed down his chaotic emotions, calmed himself down, opened his mobile phone and clicked on the writer's assistant to start his writing journey.

Dong Shuqiang does not want to be able to stand out in this talented China Literature Group, but just wants to record these two sides of himself, and when he is old or gone, he can at least prove that he has come to this colorful world, and his children can also understand his life, opportunities and experiences.

Everyone has a martial arts dream in their hearts, but they can't be released, although Dong Shuqiang doesn't know why he has such a real dream, but he wants to record all this, at most it is a waste of his time, no matter how hard and tired he is, it will pass.

Looking at the background announcement of the writer's assistant: "Hello dear author, your book "I am not a great good person" has been approved, I wish you a happy writing. Dong Shuqiang's mood is very happy, he didn't expect that after uploading 2,000 words, he actually passed the review, which means that he has to update and upload new chapters every day, he is very excited, he can record his own bits and pieces, and at the same time there is a reader's appreciation, he knows that this is an affirmation of the value of his life, whether it is good or bad, there is no problem, because this is a photo.

As for the positive and bad reviews Dong Shuqiang didn't consider it, after all, the first time he wrote a book, he had no experience, and he didn't know how to use words to reflect gorgeous scenes, he didn't know why he embarked on this road of writing, good and evil, good or bad are just relatively speaking, you can't look at others to say bad and shake your determination, maybe what he thinks is bad is exactly what others think is not necessarily the best, so, no matter what kind of ending Dong Shuqiang has, he started the first writing in his life.

Although the typing speed is very slow, but it can be made up for with time, this is the truth that diligence can make up for clumsiness, others code 3,000 words an hour, I can use three hours to complete, I don't believe that I can't persevere?

Time often flies faster for a focused person, and before he knew it, it was already around the wee hours of the night, but Dong Shuqiang only typed 2,000 words, which was a little different from his budget, after all, nearly five hours had passed from more than seven o'clock to nearly twelve o'clock at night, and he only coded 2,000 words, such a speed even he was very depressed, blaming himself for not reading much!

This really responds to the sentence: "When the book is used, I hate less!" It seems that this knowledge is really the more you learn, the better, and you only blame yourself for being too low in culture and not having so many gorgeous words.

Look at the incident, it was already half past twelve o'clock in the night, Dong Shuqiang turned off the lights, took off his clothes and began to rest, after all, he still has to work normally tomorrow to earn the needs of life, dreams need to be persisted in, not a whim, he wants to leave himself a good time to rest, but this time may not be a little less for others.

The bell rang at six o'clock in the morning, Dong Shuqiang woke up from his dream, opened his eyes, Dong Shuqiang felt that it was dawn just after falling asleep, is this time against himself and wants it to be long? It just said quickly, I want to make it short! But it makes people anxious and angry, and the days are like years.

No matter what kind of thoughts he had in his heart, Dong Shuqiang's action was not delayed, but he got up on time according to the alarm time, changed clothes, washed, and ate breakfast, and it was nearly seven o'clock when he came to Qiaotou.

The winter sun is also very lazy, it is already seven o'clock and it has not yet gotten up, but the bridge is already very lively, are some early migrant workers and craftsmen, all for a goal, looking for their own destined people: "employer" is afraid of missing a good opportunity to live.

Dong Shuqiang is still sitting in his old place, waiting for his employer and waiting for Lao Chen, and in his spare time, he also sent Jiang Hanying a QQ emoji to indicate that he has gotten up, you also hurry up to eat, taking care of your body is the most important.

How about brother, I heard that you, the iron general, were put into the hospital a few days ago, is this body any better? The thin monkey came over and did Dong Shuqiang s side and said with concern.

Dong Shuqiang turned his head and glanced at the gangster at the bridgehead, and he replied expressionlessly: "Thank you for your concern, I can't die yet."

Seeing that Dong Shuqiang didn't give him a good look, the thin monkey didn't think so, he continued: "I said brother, you still hold grudges, I have long forgotten those unpleasant things, from now on we can coexist peacefully, take care of each other, and have nothing to contact and contact feelings, do you think it's okay?"

Thank you, but I don't hold a grudge, I just don't feel that the relationship with you is not so good, I have always been not duplicitous, but heart-to-heart, as long as it is a friend I recognize, I will do whatever it takes to help, if you want to be really good friends with me, please show your sincerity, not ridicule or provoke right and wrong, this is the last bottom line of my life.

Alas, I know, don't look at me giggling, in fact, I don't have any friends, they are all friends of wine and meat, and if they are allowed to help run, they will be gone.

Qin Hui still has a few friends, you said that I am not even as good as Qin Hui now, I also think about it, I want to make friends in the future, I want to make true friends like you, in your words, it is a heart-to-heart, the thin monkey showed a sincere attitude.

Dong Shuqiang thought that this guy came to find trouble, who would have thought that he really had such a sincere attitude, he was not easy to refuse, so he had to agree, as for whether they could get together, it would depend on the performance in the future, Dong Shuqiang smiled and stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with the palm of the thin monkey.