He An, who had nothing to do in the afternoon, wrote the next content of "Phantom City", although some of the content was not very clear, but it did not prevent him from controlling the overall plot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He An carefully studied the article he had written, carefully scrutinized the content in it, and savored it carefully when he encountered any unreasonable places, and then revised it again.

Just revised, fine, and revised, and an afternoon passed.

"He An, what do you dare to do in the house alone? Hurry up and come out and eat noodles and fruits! "Mother Gu Mei bought some fruits at the market today, and according to the past, the family would not buy them back unless it was necessary.

It's all about life!

It's different now, although his father He Jianjun's salary on the construction site is not much, he can subsidize the family, which is better than sitting on a mountain without income, and He An took a large amount of money out at one time today, which also made Gu Mei's heart very happy.

It's not that He An can earn much now, but in Gu Mei's heart, her son is finally sensible.

Maybe in the eyes of her parents, as long as her children are sensible, that is the greatest comfort in her heart.

"Hmmm! I'll be out right away. ”

He An promised in his mouth, packed up the manuscript he had written, and walked out of the house.

"Son, what about the novel you wrote in the house again? What did you write? Give Mom a look! Gu Mei affectionately handed He An a slice of cut watermelon, a fart. He An sat next to him and asked He An with a smile.

"Mom! Nothing to look at, just something that some young people like! ”

Hearing that his mother was going to read his novel, He An was actually a little embarrassed in his heart, and he didn't have anything to read with a stranger about the things he wrote.

But if he was asked to read it to his nearest and dearest, he somehow felt a sense of fear in his heart.

This feeling is very subtle, even He An himself can't say it clearly, maybe it's like a common saying, and the villagers are even more timid.

"Show it to your mother! I definitely don't say anything about you! My son's literary talent, as a mother, still has a certain understanding! Gu Mei also saw the entanglement in He An's heart, and encouraged He An beside her.

"That! You are not allowed to laugh at me! After all, he couldn't resist his mother, He An actually hoped that his parents would understand what he was doing now, and didn't want them to misunderstand that he was not serious about studying when he was approaching the high school entrance examination.

In the past, I hid it from them because I didn't want them to worry about their studies. Now that they know everything, and He Anxin's burden has also been put down, sooner or later there will be a time when they will know, it is better to solve the matter now, so as not to entangle this matter in the future.

He An walked into his room and took out the manuscript he had written today and the previous epidemic and gave it to Gu Mei.

Gu Mei quietly read her son's article alone, and she also had an indescribable feeling in her heart that her son had finally grown up!

She is not an unchanging person, especially after the layoff of her husband He Jianjun, she gradually understands that nothing is immutable, and now that her son has his own ideas, Gu Mei is still very supportive without affecting his studies.

"Mom! What do you think? He Anhou was next to his mother, watching her finally finish reading her article, so he asked cautiously.

"It's good, it's just a little bit green!" Gu Mei looked at He An with a cautious expression, amused by her son's expression.

"I said what kind of expression do you look like, is your mother so fierce in your heart?" Gu Mei scolded with a smile, and her right hand holding the manuscript was raised high, as if she was about to fight.

"It's that fierce, okay! Not only am I afraid of you, but even people of my father's age are not the same afraid of you? He An exaggeratedly covered his head with his hands, but his mouth protested with righteousness.

"Huh! You stinky boy, see if I don't clean you up today! When Gu Mei saw her son's appearance, she was both angry and funny, and the manuscript in her hand gently patted He An's head hiding behind her hands.

The light laughter echoed in the warm room in the afternoon, and there had been no such laughter in the house for a long time, so every laughter seemed so precious, and these memories in He An's future were a beautiful memory that he missed.

When his father He Jianjun came back in the evening, Gu Mei told him that He An was now writing a novel for the magazine, He Jianjun was stunned, and asked He An what novel he had written, and he was favored by the magazine.

When He An said that the name of his novel was "Phantom City", He Jianjun's face was first surprised, then shocked.

And what happened next shocked He An and Gu Mei even more, only to see He Jianjun take out a magazine from his briefcase, which was published by "Huaxi" magazine.

On the cover is He An's novel "Phantom City", although He An himself is the author of this novel, but he has never read this magazine, and now he suddenly saw that his father actually has his own novel published by the magazine, He An's heart is also very shocked.

After the explanation of his father He Jianjun, it turned out that the bookstalls in the streets and alleys were now selling the magazines of "Huaxi" magazine, and they suddenly became popular somehow, and there was an endless stream of buyers.

When He Jianjun was in the factory before, he also liked to dance and write when he had nothing to do, he saw that so many people were buying this magazine, and the kind of literary energy in his heart was also aroused, so he couldn't help but buy a copy, and he was also attracted by the article "Phantom City" after reading it.

He didn't expect that it was none other than his son He An who wrote this novel.

This also made He Jianjun feel embarrassed and useful He An, who had always felt embarrassed, gave himself a surprise, and he was a little impressed by Shibei for three days.

"Son! Although you now have your own ideas, it stands to reason that as a parent, you can't pull your back, but you can't be complacent, and now you should also know that you should focus on your studies. ”

"I hope you understand this!" He Jianjun sighed with emotion, and said to He An in a serious voice that he didn't want his son to be as obscure as Zhongyong in ancient times.

"Dad! Of course, I also know this, so other magazines don't have high requirements for me, as long as I submit a quantitative manuscript on time! He An comforted his father in a low voice. (To be continued.) )