Chapter 57: This Old Man Is a Little Hanging
Following.
Lin Fan woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, the bright sunlight was scattered on the side of the bed in the corner, and the quiet hospital last night also began to be lively.
Lin Fan doesn't like to stay in one place for a long time, but now the situation is more critical, and it's not because of Yuhan's sister.
Wait in the hospital for two or three days, have a good relationship with Yuhan's sister, and find a way to be discharged.
"Young man, can you pour me a glass of water, my hands and feet are inconvenient and I can't reach it." Just when Lin Fan was thinking about the future, an old man next to him looked at Lin Fan with a smile and said.
Lin Fan glanced at it and didn't say anything, helping others is a traditional virtue, and Lin Fan is still very happy.
"Thank you." The old man smiled, took the hot water poured by Lin Fan, and took a few sips.
It didn't take long for the old man to speak again.
"Young man, can you help me peel an apple, I don't obey this hand, I can't cut it, I'm sorry for you."
"Okay." Lin Fan smiled, picked up an apple, and peeled it boringly, and it didn't take long for a peeled apple to kick the old man bare.
"Thank you." The old man smiled and nodded, "Young man, you are really a good person. β
"Huh." Lin Fan smiled helplessly, and then he was bored, at this moment the old man was watching the anti-Japanese war drama with his notebook, and Lin Fan's eyes were also bright.
"Can you lend me your notebook?" Lin Fan asked.
The old man looked at Lin Fan, then at his notebook, and finally nodded, "Okay, but you have to hurry up, this anti-Japanese war drama is very good." β
"Well, don't worry, soon." Lin Fan said with a smile, then took the notebook and ignored the old man, this is very fast, naturally when is it over, and he is going back.
He poured water and peeled apples, and he really thought it was a good thing to call for it.
Lin Fan could see at a glance that there was nothing wrong with this old man, he was completely calling himself, but Lin Fan, as a three-good young man in today's society, naturally wouldn't say anything.
Singularity Chinese Network.
Lin Fan usually has nothing to do, either go to TT to watch the live broadcast of Little Butterfly, or go to this website to read the novel.
On the Singularity Chinese Internet, there is an author Lin Fan who likes to read his novels very much, but the author is a street petty person, and he may be a eunuch anytime and anywhere.
"I am Shenhao, who am I afraid of 1" Author: Xinfeng.
I looked at the update catalog, I haven't seen much in the last few days, and I've already raised ten chapters.
In the past, Lin Fan used to watch pirated copies, but later he saw that this Xinfeng had signs of eunuchs, so he also reluctantly charged a hundred yuan and began to support the genuine version.
This book Lin Fan reads very coolly, it feels like he is writing about himself, but in Lin Fan's opinion, the protagonist of this book is not hanging himself, but sometimes Lin Fan is also a little impulsive when he reads it.
To sum up a few points, it is too violent, too violent, or too violent.
After reading the ten chapters, Lin Fan also nodded with satisfaction, the writing is good, but now I don't have to read it.
In order to prevent this eunuch of the Xinfeng Society who has no discipline, Lin Fan rewards a hundred singularity coins every time he finishes reading a chapter, in order to make this Xinfeng motivated.
Lin Fan has never written a novel, but he also knows that writing novels is too tiring, especially for part-time novels, and sometimes if he is busy with his main job, he has to be busy until eleven or twelve o'clock at night, and then he is writing codewords.
Lin Fan added a book friend group a month ago, and he has been lurking in it, but he will vote and screenshot it into the group every day, just to let the people in the group remember to vote, but this is useless in Lin Fan's opinion, because the daily recommendation votes are still so few.
Later, because he molested a girl in the group, he was kicked by the terrifying flower protector demon king Yasao Qingke, which made Lin Fan complain for a long time, and swore that if a real person touched this guy, he would definitely beat him out of.
Lin Fan looked at the results of this book, it was not too good, it was a street fight, Lin Fan thought it was time for him to play.
In the past, it was a limited economy, but now there is no such problem.
In order to give the pit more than Xinfeng some power.
Lin Fan directly asked the system to recharge 100 million singularity coins, which is only 1 million.
Then he smiled, whether Xinfeng can get it or not, but it's up to you.
Lin Fan didn't say a word, and directly gave one million reminder votes of 12,000 words.
After voting, Lin Fan left a comment directly in the book review.
"One million reminder votes have been cast, Xinfeng, you can do it yourself."
Then Lin Fan didn't care about this, and waited for tomorrow to take a look.
Closing the Singularity Chinese website, Lin Fan found a movie on the Internet.
Time passed minute by minute, Lin Fan watched Chow Yun-fat's God of Gamblers film, and he was also fascinated by it.
It's just that what makes Lin Fan feel a little uncomfortable is that there seems to be a pair of resentful eyes next to him all the time.
Lin Fan turned his head slightly, glanced at it, and saw the old man, looking at himself directly, and looking at the notebook from time to time, Lin Fan nodded and smiled, and then looked at the screen intently.
The old man who was lying next to Lin Fan at this moment even had the heart to die at this moment.
If I had known this, I wouldn't have lent this notebook to this young man.
I said okay for a while, but look at it now it's been an hour, and this still doesn't let people live.
The old man finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Young man, can you give me back this notebook?" The old man asked, I thought this young man was a good young man, but I didn't expect to be so unconscious, it was really hateful.
"Okay, I'll wait, there's still forty minutes, I'll give it to you after reading." Lin Fan said without turning his head.
When the old man heard this, his face immediately turned red with anger, but it was really hateful.
Suddenly, Lin Fan found that the notebook in front of him was gone, and when he looked at the old man, he didn't know when he got out of bed, hugged the notebook in his arms, and stared at Lin Fan with a pair of vigilant eyes.
"Hmph." The old man snorted delicately, climbed into bed like a childish, turned sideways, put the notebook beside him, and watched the drama of the Anti-Japanese War with fascination.
"It's really picky." Lin Fan underestimated.
The response was a humming voice from the old man's nose.
Lin Fan leaned on the back of the bed boredly, looked left and looked, and was also surprised.
"Old man, do you like carving?" Lin Fan asked.
The old man, who was not very willing to manage Lin Fan, suddenly turned around, with an excited face, "Yes, I am a sculptor, and I have been for sixty years, what, young man, you are interested." β
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, how could he talk about this thing, this old man is so elegant, and before Lin Fan could speak, the old man began to pick it up.
"Hey, it's such an art, there are fewer and fewer people learning now, and many of them have been replaced by machines, I'm really afraid that this industry will be lost from now on." The old man shook his head with a sigh and said, then picked up a piece of work that had been carved and gently stroked it in his hand.
Lin Fan looked at the old man and felt that compared to before, it was simply like two people.
PS: Thank you for your tips from book friends such as Half a Grain of Sugar, Star Marks, δΈ¨, Mavericks, and Lingering Beam ic, thank you. I'm so tired today that I can only write one chapter, from ten o'clock in the morning, until eleven o'clock in the evening, I am really tired and can't stand it, and there is one more chapter, I will make up for it. I'm sorry, but I hope you understand.