It's a café called Carving Time, and it's elegant and quiet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info store is divided into two floors, the upper floor has a lot of small wooden tables, and the lower floor is very luxurious, which is why this café attracts people, simple and luxurious perfect blend.

"That guy is here again, it's really a punctual customer" The store manager smiled and looked at a man, this store has a minimum consumption of one hundred, but in the same way, you can also order a cup of coffee and sit for a day, for example, the man above always comes to the store at one o'clock in the afternoon, orders a cup of caramel coffee and sits for a day, and then leaves at about six or seven o'clock, every day, which deepens his impression of him.

"Although he is the minimum consumption every time, he is also a regular customer, today is the anniversary of the store, you go and serve him this dessert" The store manager instructed the waiter, and a girl in staff clothes nodded, and walked upstairs with dessert.

This girl is Yan Geling, it has been two years since that incident happened, Yan Geling went to find the principal, and Yan Geling didn't want to recall the things after that, this is the most disgusting place in her memory, Yan Geling had no way to continue to stay in that city, so she went to another place, but after arriving at this place, because of the ID card and all kinds of things, Yan Geling did not find a good job, so she could only work in a coffee shop.

"Today is the store celebration of carving time, this is a dessert for you" Yan Geling said, the man looked up at Yan Geling, it just so happened that Yan Geling was also looking at him, how to say what he was wearing, it was a little inappropriate for a person of his grade, he always looked like an otaku, but his eyes were unusually bright, but he was a little colored.

"You weren't a waiter before, right?" the man said, Yan Geling was stunned for a moment, this felt so accurate, so he nodded and asked again, "How do you know?" The man did not answer Yan Geling's words, but introduced himself: "Yan Buzheng"

"What a coincidence, I have the same surname, my name is Yan Geling, can I answer my question now" Yan Geling asked, I don't know why, she always felt that the man in front of her was not ordinary, just like back then, thinking of Li Haoran, Yan Ling's heart was sour again, but it was quickly covered up.

"Doing what we do, observing people is more good" Yan Xiaozheng said, Yan Geling smiled, this answer is interesting: "Do your business, I don't think you are a policeman."

"I write things."

Hearing this answer, Yan Geling was a little dazed, once upon a time, she had been writing things, but she still pretended to be puzzled and said, Write something? What is it? ”

"Write novels, write stories, write books." Yan Buzheng said, he looked at the girl in front of him, in fact, he had always gone to the fast food restaurant next door to code, but that day he accidentally saw this girl, and he started to go to this store, although this store is much more expensive than fast food restaurants.

"So, you're a writer?" Yan Geling said, her expression seemed to be smiling, she didn't expect to meet someone in this area, Yan Geling also dealt with words before, but now she is facing cups and coffee beans.

"If you think so." Yan Xiaozheng said, in fact, he doesn't know what he is, he writes novels in a place called Novel Network, updating 4,000 words a day, only 600 full attendance a month, and the rest is to rely on readers' subscriptions, when he first wrote a book, he had to sign a contract and put it on the shelf, and he didn't have a penny in the process, this was still the beginning, and then he slowly wrote with experience, his hand speed became faster, and he updated 6,000 words a day, so he opened a new book, this time he wrote very finely, and his grades were much better than before, can barely make ends meet, otherwise, for example, the minimum consumption standard of 100 yuan in this store, he can only see this girl six times a month.

Every time I tell someone that I write a novel, everyone will say that I am a writer, but he is unwilling to admit that he always feels that he is not suitable for this word, to say, the word writer is more suitable for him, in order to have only a small manuscript fee, go to the water word count to write those things that are not nutritious, but people always show that if you don't write these without nutrition, his novel may be useless.

Yan Geling listened to Yan Xiaozheng's words so she smiled slightly, which made Yan Xiaozheng a little nervous, Yan Geling saw the person in front of her, he seemed to be a little embarrassed, Yan Geling didn't understand it very well, because she felt that writing a novel was a happy thing, as long as there was that hospital, she could become anyone, for example, she used to like to write a novel, but now I don't know if it's still there, the title of the book is very childish called Little Princess.

Yan Geling in the book is a little princess, who is pampered, especially her mother, who loves her very much, so she is happy when she writes this, when she writes novels, she even feels that she writes and everything is true, she is the little princess, the person who is pampered, and even for a while, Yan Geling will be coquettish to Dong Manli......

Thinking of the previous events, Yan Geling shook her head again, unwilling to recall, she looked at the man in front of her, and asked a little abruptly: "Then will you still write novels in the future?" ”

"Yes, I'm going to be a novelist in the future, so of course these are not enough, I need to write a lot of novels, so that I can accumulate fans, improve my level, and recommend more, in short, I will continue to write, because ......" mentioned this, Yan Xiaozheng said more, because no one wanted to listen to him for a long time about these trivial things, he needed a sense of worship, but unfortunately, there was no

"Can you write a novel in my name after that? It must be a comedy," Yan Geling interrupted Yan Zheng's words and asked

"Why does it have to be a comedy, tragedy is also very beautiful" Yan Xiaozheng was a little puzzled, novels rarely have comedy, because readers prefer to read tragic novels, such novels are more in line with the market.

"I have never made anyone happy in my life, not even myself...... I just want to make myself, just the name, happy, okay? This request is a bit abrupt, but if you can, I hope you will promise me" Yan Geling remembered her little princess, and now she has no time to write it, and it would be good if someone could continue to write another one.

"I, I promise you, I'll come back tomorrow, now I'll go first" Yan Xiaozheng hurriedly left, just now, Yan Geling revealed a kind of attraction, it was a very fatal attraction, which somewhat impacted the otaku Yan Xiaozheng, and he could only flee in a hurry.

(To be continued.) )