Chapter 194: The Journey

Grilled chicken is a business card of Texas, in the railway station, where people come and go, the most popular is this specialty, packed in packaging bags, although it is a product on the assembly line, but the taste should be good.

Tong Yan bought two, and when he saw that the big lady was nibbling on bread, he hurriedly said, "Auntie, eat this." ”

The mother and son refused at first, and then Luo Xiaoxu also persuaded them, "We had dinner at night, we just want to taste it, we can't eat so much at all, so let's do a favor." ”

Tong Yan nodded secretly, Luo Xiaoxu became more and more able to speak, it was only more than an hour after going out, and in the end, the four of them solved a grilled chicken, leaving one for breakfast, after eating, the big man helped the old lady wipe her mouth, and the old lady just said two words: "soft!" Fragrant! Then turned his head and slept, Tong Yan and Luo Xiaoxu both laughed, the old lady was not anything else, it was a mental problem, which is why the big man kept guarding the old lady.

The next stop is Jin'nan, when I arrived at the station, it was already after midnight, Tong Yan turned on the computer, and released two chapters of the novel on the Internet, although the update speed is not fast, but the enthusiasm of readers to vote is very high, and they have been biting "Inch Mang" tightly, this gap, it is really hard to say who will die in the end.

Tong Yan took another look at the voting situation of the original literary festival, and he found that three of the six lists, three of which were at the top of the list were "Buddha is the Way" and "Dream into the Divine Machine", only popular works, cutting-edge authors, and those who are looking forward to completing the three lists are controlled by "Beast Blood Boiling", Tong Yan Wuji and "Zichuan", but the first two are also precarious, and there are "Buddha is the Way" and Dream into the Divine Machine in the second position.

Hasn't he been competing for a monthly ticket for the past two months? ! Now there is still a week before the voting deadline, and it is very likely that Dream into the Divine Machine will win the first place in the five lists, which means that Tong Yan can't even get a hair, no, and he has to talk about it in the next update. At least keep the first place for new authors.

It was already dark and transparent, and he could only see the outline of the hills outside through the glass window, Tai'an had arrived, but Tong Yan couldn't see where Mount Tai was, or that there was Mount Tai as far as the eye could see outside?

Tourists who arrive at Mount Tai at this time have basically given up watching the sunrise at the top of the mountain and getting some sleep. Tomorrow you can climb the early mountain.

Luo Xiaoxu had already slept for a while, he got up and moved, and when he saw that Tong Yan was still awake, he said, "You can sleep." ”

Tong Yan said: "It's a pity, if it's daytime, I can still take a few shots of Mount Tai." ”

"What time is it, you're quite relaxed." Luo Xiaoxu rubbed his eyes.

Tong Yan: "As a child who grew up on the plains, I have never seen any ups and downs stretching for thousands of miles, nor have I seen waves flowing straight down. There must be some yearning for mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, don't you? ”

"I don't, there is a small canal in our village, called the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and there is a small dirt slope not far away, called Yesanpo, which is enough to see." Luo Xiaoxu calmly pretended to be forced.

"You can sleep a little longer, and I'll look at the mountains where I can't see anything outside." After the train leaves Tarzan. Tong Yan began to write essays on the computer, which was the task given to him by Lao Song. In order to go to his online style.

In fact, Tong Yan has long been aware of this problem, as more and more online novels are written, Tong Yan's style is also changing, it turns out that there is still a little commotion, occasionally nervous, and writing something that others can't understand. I don't quite understand it myself, but there is still a sentimental text.

However, in order to be accepted by more readers, Tong Yan's writing style has become more and more plain, and his writing skills are still there, but what he writes has become popular literature that can be read as long as he is literate. Tong Yan thinks that there is nothing wrong with this, and it is widely rumored that it is more meaningful than Qu Gao and Widow, but if you want to conquer the judges with such a style, it is a pipe dream, because they are a minority who have the power of life and death.

That's why Lao Song has this request, so that he can practice more pen in the near future, which can be shapely, lyrical, or record a small thing with concise brushstrokes, just to give up the writing method he has been more good at, and replace it with one, which cannot be said to cater to the judges, but can only be said to make his article appear more temperamental.

When the morning sun shines through the curtains on the car window glass one by one, Tong Yan scratches his head and looks at his watch, well, it's already six o'clock, this is the radio shouting, "Xuzhou station has arrived, Xuzhou station has arrived..."

"Ah, it's time to stop!" The big man stood up suddenly, "Mother, it's time to arrive!" "They are going to get off in Xuzhou, and then take the bus back to Shangqiu.

Before parting, Tong Yan also took a photo of the mother and son, and Yun Cang smiled brightly, because his mother's illness had improved a lot.

As soon as the big man and the mother and son left, the middle-aged man who had been lying on the lower bunk of Yun Cangniang finally spoke, "You two student babies still haven't come out much, it's too simple!" ”

"What's wrong with us?" Luo Xiaoxu asked.

"What are those two people just now, River. Nanren, if you talk to them, your bottom pants will be gone in minutes! The middle-aged man said seriously, "Hmph, they got in the car and opened their mouths, and as soon as they heard that accent, I immediately began to pretend to sleep, eh, I'm so tired from sleeping!" ”

Middle-aged people began to stand up and move their muscles.

Luo Xiaoxu retorted: "Your regional discrimination is too strict, and people haven't lied to me about anything."

"Didn't they lie to you about eating the grilled chicken, who knows if what he said is true or not." Co-authored this uncle knows everything, and he didn't even fall behind in the part of eating grilled chicken.

Tong Yan smiled: "We have another one here, why don't you eat some too."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "No, no, no, I never eat food given by others in the car." He was very honest.

Tong Yan stabbed the bag open, and Luo Xiaoxu started eating beautifully, and ignored him, Luo Xiaoxu took a small bite while looking at his schoolbag, and the bread there didn't know when it would come in handy.

At dawn, Tong Yan began to record the scenery along the way with his camera, but because the speed of the car was too fast, he didn't get a few good photos, and only when he parked, Tong Yan could show his skills.

"There is nothing special about this station in Suzhou." Luo Xiaoxu looked outside, at this time they had walked half the way, and they were in An. Hui territory.

Tong Yan held the camera, "There is nothing to see in the landscape landscape, but the cultural landscape is also a landscape." ”

Tong Yan feels that everyone in his camera has a story, but his skills are too shallow to take the kind of photos that can reach people's hearts like a photography master.

Just as he moved the camera and pointed it in the carriage, a pair of red high heels appeared in the lens...... (To be continued......)

ps:ps: I'm sorry.,This one is a little short.,It's not complete.,But time is tight.,It's just like that.,In addition, there are a lot of mistakes in the previous chapter.,Correct it again.,The big man and mother are from Shangqiu.,Not Zaozhuang.,Zaozhuang is always a mountain. An integral part of the Eastern Territories! There is also a sleeper that should be expensive for the lower berth, and I also wrote it wrong...... R1292