[There are no thieves everywhere in the world]

One of the entries for the New Youth Novel Contest has already been written, so what type of short story to write in the second step, Ning Ge is very troubled. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, there was an idea formed in her head, but if she wrote it now, Xiao Lori might be angry, and Ning Ge didn't know whether to write it or not.

"Hello? Do you know about the New Young Adult Fiction Contest? ”

"I know, what's wrong?"

"I want to write a novel, the main character is a thief, the character archetype, well, is ......"

Before Ning Ge could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Lori.

"Ning Ge, do you want me to break off your friendship with you?"

Well, if you don't let you write, you won't be allowed to write, and the answer was so serious, Ning Ge's mind to ask what position the break was was light.

One of the stories that Ning Ge originally wanted to write was Nakamura Fuminori's "Digging", but considering that this story takes place in Tokyo, and Ning Ge has never lived in Tokyo, it can't be copied.

There is also the fact that "Sneaking" is a novel, and Ning Ge has no time to complete it for the time being, so he can only seek adaptation, so how to adapt it, Ning Ge thought of Xiao Lori.

But now little Lori doesn't allow it, so she can only find another way.

"There are no thieves in the world", Ning Ge aimed at this. It's also a story about a thief, but this story is localized, the number of words is not much, and the relative difficulty is relatively low, so it seems to be the most suitable.

It's a beautiful dream.

Silly Gen, who has worked in the northwest for five years, wants to go home for the New Year and marry his daughter-in-law. He rejected the kind advice of his co-workers and took with him 60,000 yuan of wages for five years on the road.

Silly root is simple and simple, even the joy in his heart is so sunny, he is as stubborn as a desert, he believes that "there are no thieves in the world".

A pair of Jiangyang thieves initially wanted to attack him, but later they were moved by his simplicity and brightness, and they decided to protect Silly Gen along the way, fulfilling his dream of "no thieves in the world", and thus sparked a series of open and secret fights with another pickpocketing gang and pursuers.

"No Thieves in the World" is undeniably a good story, and most importantly it is a short story, which is also a story about a thief. The story is dramatic, the plot is twisty and tactful, and the author's theme is that "dreams" are the best entries for novels.

The essence of literature should be idealism, which is an ideal, a desire, and an outpouring of the writer. Life is not perfect, and literary works should strive for perfection.

If this kind of work doesn't win awards, Ning Ge can really only crash to death on tofu.

Ning Ge thought about it carefully, about the character design and background, is there any deviation in these, after all, it is another world, Ning Ge must be impeccable.

While thinking about it, Ning Ge took out a cigarette and smoked it, the smell of tobacco irritated his lungs and throat, making the whole person more and more sober and profound.

Ning Ge's whole person was shrouded in smoke, staring at the computer, and habitually letting go.

"Hello? You actually smoke? Get out! Break! The smell is dead. ”

Little Lori woke up Ning Ge with a whistling voice, and Ning Ge came back to her senses, only to find that the tobacco had burned half of it.

"What?" Ning Ge's face revealed dissatisfaction.

"No smoking!" Little Lori stuck her waist and looked at Ning Ge viciously.

"Sick!"

Ning Ge was very dissatisfied when his thoughts were interrupted, and two words were coldly spat out in his mouth, and then with a flick of his fingers, the cigarette butt popped out of the window.

Turning around, Ning Ge didn't look at Little Lori anymore, and began to crack and type on the keyboard.

Smoking is a habit that Ning Ge developed when he went to middle school, and now it has a history of five years, Ning Ge is not addicted to smoking, usually does not smoke much, but only smokes when he is worried or thinking, and generally smokes by himself when he smokes.

Maybe it was subconsciously that he didn't treat Xiao Lori as an outsider, or maybe Ning Ge forgot that Xiao Lori was here, so he lit a cigarette today, but Xiao Lori didn't like it.

Ning Ge hated it when others told him to quit smoking or something, so when little Lori said that he was not allowed to smoke just now, Ning Ge's face turned cold in vain.

Ning Ge started typing, but he didn't smoke again, and Xiao Lori didn't say more, just opened all the windows, ready to exchange for fresh air and let the smell of tobacco flow away.

Crackling and tapping on the keyboard, Ning Ge got carried away.

Silly Gen is going home.

Silly Gen hasn't been home for five years.

Silly Gen was only sixteen years old when he came out to work, and now he is a twenty-one-year-old young man.

……

The police officer was puzzled: "Why?"

Scarface turned his face to bear him: "Don't tell you not to say it, don't ask why!" With that, he picked up Wang Bo and strode towards the station.

Suddenly, the police shouted from behind: "Girl, there is still your luggage in the car!"

Wang Li turned her head, with tears on her face, and said, "No need." ”

This novel has a total of more than 10,000 words, and Ning Ge can type it in five or six hours.

Ning Ge typed very fast, a skill that he had been training for a long time. Ning Ge doesn't turn on music when he is typing, as long as the surroundings are quiet, and there is no need for coffee, only a cup of boiled water.

It's not uncommon to get carried away while typing, and it's even more common to forget to sleep and eat, unless suddenly Kavin, and then look at the time, or twist your stiff neck, or get up to go to the bathroom.

When Ning Ge was halfway through writing, little Lori had already prepared lunch.

"Hello? Dine! ”

Maybe it's because just now, little Lori was in a bad mood and her tone was very stiff.

And Ning Ge was busy, didn't seem to hear clearly, casually said that he didn't have time, and then continued to bury his head in writing.

After that, Xiao Lori didn't speak again, only the sound of keyboard tapping was left in the room, Ning Ge was crazy about coding, Xiao Lori was eating quietly alone, the aroma of food wafted in the room, and Ning Ge was also deaf.

Five or six hours passed, Ning Ge finally finished creating, the document was saved and the computer was closed, at this time it was already more than three or four o'clock, and Ning Ge found that he was hungry.

Looking back, the table was empty and there was nothing. The living room was quiet, only Ning Ge was alone, and Little Lori didn't know where to go.

Call!

With a long sigh of relief, Ning Ge stood up from the computer, moved his stiff body, and then went straight to the kitchen.

Fortunately, there are still leftovers in the kitchen, but now it is cold and there is no temperature, Ning Ge will eat it directly, it would be good to have something to eat, and he had to make it himself when he was alone before.

After eating in a hurry, Ning Ge left on his bicycle, beyond the agreed time, hoping that they would not complain.

Stepping on a bicycle, Ning Ge went straight to the basketball court of Zhejiang Normal University.

Hangzhou Jingcheng Middle School is very close to Zhejiang Normal University, and Ningge is not far away.

The university is always much freer, and it never closes seven days a week, and Ning Ge often passes. If you're lucky, you can watch a good ball game, play a friendly match with college seniors, and learn their skills more often.

In short, this is Ningge's second paradise.

"I'm coming!"

Stepping on the bicycle, ignoring the strange eyes of the seniors, Ning Ge took off his hands and seemed to fly like Ruth who was held by Jack in the Titanic.

There was a banging sound on the basketball court, it was the sound of slapping basketball, Ning Ge turned his head to look carefully, and sure enough, he saw that Shen Haoyang and Wu Xuecheng were already there.

"Whew!"

Drifting in a chic way, Ning Ge stopped the bicycle smoothly, and then looked at the field.

"Hello? Ning Ge, you're late today! Hahahaha! ”

PS: "There Are No Thieves in the World", an original novel by Zhao Benfu, directed by Feng Xiaogang.

(To be continued)