Chapter 42: The Bad News Comes ...... [3/3]

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Wen Zhile seems to be yy enough, forked off the page and opened the codeword software, closed his eyes and began to combine the plot and text in his mind, after a while, Wen Zhile opened his eyes, attached his fingers to the keyboard and began......

The only sound left in the room was the crackling of the keyboard and the slight snoring of Erha, and the sound of a man and a dog was so coordinated, as if playing a symphony......

It's been a long time.

"Hahaha...... Save so much, you're amazing! Wen Zhile stopped, looked at the chapters lying in the manuscript box, and smiled, there are already 100,000 words in the manuscript, even if there is nothing to do without coding words for half a month, Wen Zhile thought about it and muttered: "From today, there will be more than 15,000 per day!" ”

From 6,000 to 15,000 a day, if it is someone else, I dare not say it, but Wen Zhile has something to rely on, the speed is 20,000 plus per hour, and it is a drizzle to update it every day!

"It's almost time to update, well, add an ancient poem to it, and show you!" Wen Zhile thinks about it, start adding ancient poems today, and write them out early to stop those gossips! Shut their mouths!

Click on the chapter that is about to be updated.,Start writing at the end.,[Last night, I couldn't sleep alone, looking at the moonlight outside the window and remembering my hometown, I improvised a poem at that time, and I couldn't enjoy it alone, so I sent it to everyone to appreciate and appreciate together! If there are any deficiencies, I hope you will be able to reach the sea. 】

【Silent Night Thoughts】

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

PS: Starting tomorrow, there will be more than 15,000 a day, ask for support!

Wen Zhile smiled slightly, clicked Save, and let it be published automatically, exiting this page, Wen Zhile looked at the data in the background and was dumbfounded, do you want to be so hanging, so powerful!

[Collection 2508, recommended votes 358, reward 21 people]

"Purr ......" Wen Zhile was excited when he looked at these data, the results of the books he wrote now can be so hanging, do you still need to exchange for the books of the great gods? Let's see how many friends have rewarded, and clicked on the reward column, "Yunyu Allures the City, 568798989, Single Name One, Ouyang Jing 2." ”

"There is an Ouyang Jing 1 in front, there is an Ouyang Jing 2 here, this is a person's number, this friend is also fighting to support me!" Wen Zhile looked at these reward lists and smiled, it's really happy to have this kind of friend support!

Wen Zhile thought that he couldn't let these friends down, he must write it well, write it wonderfully, and muttered: "I won't code words today, and revise all the chapters that have been released and have not been released!" And then make it all a regular update! ”

Say change it, Wen Zhile opened the published chapter again, and started reading the first chapter, revising while reading, and was busy talking......

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Two hours later.

"Hey......

Wen Zhile stopped, shook his sour hand, looked at all the chapters that had been revised and smiled, after the modification, it was a lot more exciting, friends should like it, or send a single chapter to say, if you have time, read it again......

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After writing and publishing the single chapter, Wen Zhile patted his sore hands, got up and walked to the bed, fell on it and began to sleep, fell asleep in less than a minute, and gradually fell into a deep sleep......

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It's been a long time.

"Jingle Bell ......"

called, Wen Zhile opened his eyes and frowned, he was dreaming of spring, who is so unparticular! Wen Zhile was very unhappy, this kind of spring dream was hard to come by, and said fiercely: "Who! ”

"Hey......" sighed and got up and walked to the computer desk, picked it up and looked, the phone was almost thrown away, the soul was almost scared away, the phone showed the word "Dad", Wen Zhile swallowed his saliva, he didn't dare to answer it, every time he was scolded......

After thinking for a while, Wen Zhile didn't call the phone, it should be time, Wen Zhile touched the heart hanging on his chest and put it down, it's okay, it's okay, according to the previous rules, if you don't answer once, you won't call, Wen Zhile put down the phone and went outside, washed his face and got down to business!

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Uh......" Wen Zhile just walked to the door, and the mobile phone called again, Wen Zhile was stunned, is this a big deal? Otherwise, with the character of the father...... won't fight twice in a row, Wen Zhile is a little nervous, is something wrong? Hurriedly ran over, connected the phone, and said, "Dad, is something wrong?" ”

"Your mother is seriously ill and wants to see you as an unfilial son for the last time, it's up to you if you don't go back, and you don't have to go back if you don't go back! "......There was a majestic male voice on the other side, and when Wen Zhile finished speaking, he spoke hurriedly, and there was still a sense of resentment in the latter words......

Wen Zhile spread to the ground as soon as he heard this, the pupils in his eyes were no longer focused, he was already panicking, his mother who had worked hard for so many years did not enjoy his own blessings, why are you sick when her son has just come out......

Wen Zhile, who was in a panic, didn't even know that the phone was hung up, and choked up: "Mom...... What's wrong, what's going on, hasn't Mom been healthy all the time, what's going on...... I'm going home, I'm going home......"

Wen Zhile hung up the phone as soon as he saw it, stood up in a panic and ran out, Erha looked at Wen Zhile with a confused face, it didn't know that it was going to be abandoned, and Wen Zhile ran out of the hug, and suddenly remembered that he didn't bring a wallet, and he didn't buy a ticket, so he immediately ran back, returned to the room and got all the things, booked a ticket an hour later with his mobile phone, went out with Erha, walked downstairs and hurriedly knocked on Grandma Wu's door, "Bang bang!" ”

"Who!"

"Grandma Wu, there is an accident in my family, you help raise this dog for a few days, this is three thousand yuan, you can give it money to buy this dog by itself, I'm leaving!" As soon as the door opened, Wen Zhile stuffed Erha into Grandma Wu's arms, and then took out 3,000 yuan and stuffed it into Grandma Wu's palm, said it, turned his head and started running, Grandma Wu looked dazed, something happened at home? Will dogs buy their own food? What is this for?

"Whew......" Erha seemed to know that Wen Zhile was going to abandon him, and let out a long howl, but there seemed to be a misery in this voice......

Wen Zhile went out is a hurricane, after running to the top of the avenue, he began to look around to see if there was a taxi, coming, a car, but there seemed to be someone, Wen Zhile rushed up, grabbed the clothes of the person who was going to get in the car, and grabbed it out, this person looked back at Wen Zhile's pale face, was afraid, ran away with a smoke, Wen Zhile immediately got in the car, and shouted: "Airport, you must arrive in half an hour!" ”

"Traffic jam, can't get there!" The driver didn't say that Wen Zhile grabbed someone else's position, but he glanced at Wen Zhile and didn't drive, so it was obvious that he couldn't get there.

"Five hundred!"

"I can't get there!"

"A thousand!"

"Uh......"

"Two thousand, don't go to Lao Tzu to find someone else!"

"Pay first!"

"Lao Tzu counts the money for you, you drive, if you don't catch the plane, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The corner of the taxi driver's mouth twitched, and he stepped on the accelerator, and the car went out as soon as he swooped......

Wen Zhile counted two thousand and handed it over, the taxi driver took the money, and with one foot on the accelerator, the car moved left and right, overtaking one car after another, a distance of one hundred yuan, and it was two thousand, so the taxi driver held back his breath......

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Aerodrome.

Wen Zhile got out of the taxi with his bag on his back and the 1,500 yuan returned in his hand, and when he got out of the car, he drove wildly, and it took a full forty minutes to arrive, and there was not much time left......

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in the cabin.

"I almost couldn't catch up!" After Wen Zhile got on the plane, he found his place and sat down, buckled up his seat belt and closed his eyes and pondered......

Suddenly, the fuselage shook, the body became slightly weightless, and the plane took off, I hope my mother's illness is a misdiagnosis......

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Eight o'clock in the evening.

Nanfeng Village.

The people here are fierce and treacherous, the simple customs of the people in the news broadcast are a joke here, and the neighbors are also not in harmony, and the relationship is intricate...... Complex......

After Wen Zhile walked out of this village, he still maintained his current appearance, which can be said to be very difficult, of course, the teaching of his parents is inseparable, so his original intention is still there!

At this time, Wen Zhile was sitting in the black car, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery on the side of the road, and lost his mind, and the black car was moving fast, not far from home......

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to home, Wen Zhile's body trembled, and he was afraid of seeing his mother's sick appearance...... Seeing the familiar house appear in front of him, this is a European-proof villa, very large, Wen Zhile came back to his senses and shouted at the black car driver: "It's here, it's here!" ”

"Bang!" Wen Zhile got out of the car and closed the door, and ran home, tears had already come out, and when he entered the house, he ran to his parents' room, shouting as he ran: "Mom, my son is back!" Mom......"