When Li Quan put on the apron on the dining table and picked up the spatula and rice spoon in the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that his family also had such a division of labor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Izumi's mother, who can't cook, is in charge of handling the ingredients, while Izumi's father, who is well-seasoned, is in charge of cooking.

For decades, it has been a combination of men and women, and the show is not tired.

But you, Chen Huiran, don't know how to season! Why do you have to put me in charge? If you really want to talk about it, I guess my cooking skills are worse, right?

If you're not afraid of food poisoning at noon, just trust me. Hum!

Li Quan snorted rarely, set a very dangerous flag, and then began to crack and stir-fry the dishes.

In terms of his cooking skills, there is nothing to describe in detail, in short, it is green, red, or black, which is not easy to distinguish with ordinary people's taste, smell, and vision.

Because he was "forced" to cook, Li Quan did not have any shame when he brought these things to the table, but looked at Chen Huiran with a righteous face, as if there was a sense of justice on behalf of the moon to punish you.

It's good to be a righteous partner, but it's also easy to drown with ideals, boy.

"Ah, I said." Chen Huiran, who was eating dark food, suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter, you can't eat or sleep, girl."

"Don't prevaricate me with this kind of talk, I have been to your house so many times since I was a child, which time did your parents not talk to me a lot at the dinner table?"

"Ugh." Li Quan was a little speechless, although the rules of his own family are indeed not to eat, but as long as a little girl comes to the house as a guest, his parents are always so enthusiastic that they can't talk about it, and they always look enthusiastic about wanting to immediately put someone in the inner room and become a daughter-in-law, no wonder Chen Huiran has had this wrong perception for 20 years.

"So, just like an online novel author who doesn't have anything to write about will just pull some neta to make up the word count, you have been eating dark food with your head down because you have nothing to say to me now, right?"

"Not really!" Li Quan retorted indignantly, but the argument fell on the first half of the sentence very strangely, "Two thousand words per chapter have to be added up to the number of words, but it is not enough to finish with just one or two neta!" I also have to continue to extend and play by this neta.,For example, let's argue with the role of a young lady with a young lady.,Neta itself is a ......"

"Stop, stop! Who asked you that? If this is the plot of your novel, you completely despise the reader forcing the word count, right? ”

"Anyway, I'm not ......"

"Stop, if you continue to write like this in the novel, the book review area will definitely blow up the next day, right?"

"Bomb it, blow it up, they don't understand the pain of having to rush the number of words on the shelves overnight on the last day of the year, and then code more than 10,000 words a day is not enough!"

"It sounds like you have very painful memories young man, hey, let's skip this topic for now. I hope that the book review area won't blow up next time you do this again, after all, readers will be more or less aware of the people's feelings, right? ”

"I hope so, I can give a little more reward...... Ah, phew, said not to discuss this topic. But I have one last related question for you. ”

"Huh?"

"Haven't you always looked down on novels? Why do you suddenly know so much about online articles? When he asked this question, Li Quan raised his head from the plate of dark cuisine and stared at Chen Huiran's eyes with burning eyes.

If...... If this guy has written any popular web novels......

For example, "My wife is the chairman of the HKCSS" or something......

Hmph, even if it's just a ponytail, it's all fluttering when you put it down, and I don't know if it's black or chestnut long hair. (The official complaint has nothing to do with Li Quan's perspective.) ）

But Chen Huiran looked at him quite calmly, maybe Miss Qingmei didn't have any thoughts that needed to be hidden, Li Quan couldn't hide anything from her, and she had no intention of hiding anything from Li Quan.

Childhood sweetheart,If it's pure and sound,,It's probably such a peaceful interpersonal relationship.。

Then Chen Huiran really said the truth without shyness, "Of course, I can read online articles because of you." If it's not for you, who wants to look at something shoddy. ”

"Ahh......h

"Don't worry about it, if you want to take the material, shouldn't you let me say this? Sweet and sweet, it's like eating a bite of dog food and wanting to take the next bite, the so-called campus youth love comedy or something, isn't it just this kind of development? ”

was still eating in harmony and tranquility, but suddenly the painting style became a little wrong, Chen Huiran's color seemed to start to turn white again, and the content and tone of his speech also became strange.

Don't open up when the two of you are alone.

Li Quan was also very helpless about her reaction, the role originally arranged was obviously pure love, but seeing that he was going down this path, it seemed that he was about to become Bai Xue's responsibility.

Bai Xue This kind of thing, the person who loves naturally loves it, but if there is no love, even the popularity of the entire character will collapse, right?

Li Quan, who was almost completely obsessed with material and creation, couldn't extricate himself, and finally reached the point where he was almost unable to understand the boundary between fiction and reality.

unconsciously substituted his feelings for Chen Huiran into the role of Miss Qingmei, and then mapped the evaluation of Miss Qingmei to Chen Huiran.

What is that?

Also take the material? It's obviously the way to die, right?

Forcibly reinvigorating the last shred of wisdom, Li Quan decided to find a topic closer to real life to avoid this kind of collapse.

For example......

For a long time, for Chen Huiran, he is most concerned about and wants to know the most thing-

What kind of relationship is she with the pleated skirt girl, and how is this relationship established.

Although she may be upset when she says something, she may be angry, and she may resort to violence.

But-

Somebody really, really cares. I don't care much. I think you have to ask clearly to get the real material.

After all, just like the night when I carried my sister to the school hospital, what happened now is constantly reminding me that what I am working on is not just a novel, but perhaps life itself.

Yes, right? It must be like this, right?

Li Quan put down the chopsticks in his hand, and seemed to let go of the burden in his heart, he sat up straight and faced Chen Huiran, and slowly turned the atmosphere in the air into seriousness.

Faced with such a situation, Chen Huiran's eyes were confused at first, but then, a different light slowly rose.

Then Li Quan opened his mouth with a solemn expression. (To be continued.) )