Chapter 32: Writing

Wu Neng hurriedly went over to ask grandma if she was hungry, grandma shook her hand to show that she was not hungry, and Wu Neng still went to pour a glass of water. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old and the young sat quietly in this mourning hall until the second half of the banquet, when a woman came in and helped her grandmother to drink some cooked rice porridge!"

Wu Neng got up with nothing to do, and asked him to fight with that group of imps, but he was not half interested, and took advantage of this spare time, Wu Neng walked around this old county town aimlessly alone.

At this time, the core area of the whole county is two or three miles away, a street that has disappeared in memory slowly walks under his feet, twenty years later, the prosperous business district is still a large piece of farmland at this time, Wu Neng has heard the legend many times, saying that there was a family around there to spend 800 yuan to buy three houses, and after the demolition, divided into three facades, 20 years later, the monthly rent of the façade here is more than 8,000 a month, just because this is the most prosperous commercial street ...... the county!"

In this era, for reborn people, there is gold everywhere, looking at the empty fields, Wu Neng seems to have a kind of pride, he can see the future, and the future seems to be able to be grasped by himself This feeling is too wonderful. ”

No matter how wonderful the time is, it will eventually come back to reality, and there are all kinds of ideas in my mind, but there is no way to make it, as if my forty-year-old heart is suppressed in this fourteen-year-old body, unable to move!"

Back at his aunt's house, his father discussed with his uncle and brothers, the women and children went back first, and the brothers kept vigil for their aunt, so Wu Neng and his mother went home.

The time was unhurried and it was Sunday afternoon, and Wu Neng returned to school with two bottles of pickles fried by his mother and Wu Liang and the others.

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Wu Neng found a familiar figure standing there in front of him, dressed in a blue flower dress, his hair was also cut short, and his ears were short, although his hair was still a little yellow, but it had been combed neatly, and there was a pair of white plastic sandals on his feet, and the whole person seemed to have changed a style overnight.

Yesterday was still the appearance of that sloppy little beggar, and today I look at the yellow hair with the straight ears and the clean little face after dressing up, it seems to have become a little mixed-race little Lori, damn it, this dress is so powerful!"

Seeing that Wu Neng's eyes had been looking at him, Yanzi covered her mouth and smiled, turned around and entered the campus, without saying hello.

This little girl!" Wu Neng snorted and followed into the campus.

There are still two evening self-study sessions in the evening, and it is only about five o'clock at this time, and the school cafeteria is already ready to eat, Wu Neng is also a little hungry, so he went into the classroom and took out the lunch box and beckoned Yanzi to go to eat, Yanzi picked up the lunch box and ran out with a puffed face.

Wu Liang had already eaten dinner before coming to school, and he was not hungry, so he ran to Wu Neng's desk to chat and fart.

He took out a few wild sour dates from his pocket and handed a few to Wu Neng, this kind of sour dates are a unique local wild wild fruit, not much bigger than a finger, oval.

When it is not ripe, the skin surface is blue, and it slowly turns yellow after it is cooked, with a layer of yellow skin on the outside, and a sour pulp in the middle, the flesh is a layer of slippery and sour feeling in the mouth, and under the flesh is a super large sour jujube core, this thing has never been seen in other places anyway, take a bite to eat, it slides in the mouth, except for the beginning of a little sweetness, when you bite into the flesh, the sour can't believe it, sour to the heart, Wu can smash it!"

Of course, the feeling of being served is comfortable, waiting for Yanzi to call the rice, plus the pickles that have just been fried, Wu Neng asked about Yanzi's clothes, Yanzi's cheerful tone chattered, Wu Neng nodded secretly, no matter how sloppy the girl, as long as she learns to go shopping, she will dress herself up beautifully, sure enough, dressing up can change a person's character, Yanzi I saw today, obviously her self-confidence is much better than before, she can't wait to tell Wu Neng everything in her life that is worth being happy about, until Wu Neng's current table mate Yang Chunmei came, Yanzi was reluctant to return to her seat, Yang Chunmei patted the place where Yanzi had just sat with a book with a disgusted face......!"

Wu Neng looked helpless, the uglier some girls are, the more self-righteous they are, Yang Chunmei bullied Yanzi many times in her previous life, in this life, because of Wu Neng's relationship, no one in the class dared to bully Yanzi, but there are always some people who don't know what they are thinking, they always think that they are better than others, more beautiful, self-righteous, no matter how old girls are, they are jealous!"

For this kind of girl, Wu Neng can only ignore it, no one can convince them of this kind of girl, and in the end, only life can give them the answer!"

After self-study in the evening, Wu Neng returned to the rental house, hurriedly found Aunt Yuan, and settled three sets of clothes for Qingyanzi, plus a haircut and some daily necessities for girls, 127 yuan, Wu Neng hurriedly said a few thanks.

Back in his room, Wu Neng took out all his belongings, and there were still one hundred and thirty-three yuan left, hey, Wu Neng sighed, it seems that the hard days are coming soon, see if you can find some extra money, but what can middle school students in the countryside do in this era? Wu Neng can't think of a way to break his head, he just hopes that Zhang Tingting can get news sooner!"

The days slipped away in a hurry, and after half a month in a blink of an eye, Zhang Tingting still had no news, Wu Neng felt more and more depressed about himself, and was flipping through a (martial arts) magazine borrowed from his classmates, flipping through and suddenly thinking, why don't you write one?

To be honest, I really can't remember the martial arts novels I read in my last life, but the most impressive should be Zhu Xian, a few very popular novels of mortal cultivation immortals, of course, I can't remember comprehensively, but it should be sure that I can write a similar plot according to the general content, anyway, Wu Neng really can't learn it in class, except for English to force himself to learn, other subjects are really not learned, Wu Neng thought about the plot and approximate characters of Zhu Xian, and began to write the beginning in his notebook!"

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!

……!”

Wu Neng doesn't remember other novels very clearly, but when he saw the novel for the first time in 2004, he read it seven times, during that time he happened to open a restaurant in his first year, and the business was very poor in the first half a year, and there was nothing to do, and he held the two pirated Zhuxian novels every day and read them, and they read them for half a year, and they were very familiar with the plot in them, but after Zhuxian, there was no novel that could let me read it a few times, the advent of the Internet era, thousands of novels were updated every day, and I couldn't find the feeling of aftertaste after reading a novel in two or three days。

In class, as long as you don't make small movements, or sleep, the teacher won't notice you, but Wu Neng sat in the first row after all, and still wrote two chapters with a sneaky feeling, and wrote ten chapters in the next week or so, about thirty or forty thousand words, and wrote down his pen name: "Starting Point" is such a bad pen name, Wu Neng just thinks that he can record the novels he once read in those years at the starting point.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally made up my mind to send it to Wulin Magazine, try the effect, and spent 2 cents to buy a 20-cent stamp to stuff the first five chapters into the envelope, the post office and the township government in Jianglan Township are not far from the school, and after walking a mile, Wu Neng saw a mailbox, this kind of green mailbox used to be basically on many streets, but after 2000, there were fewer after another, and this era when even the telephone was not popular, writing letters used to be the contact information of many people.