() One, two, three, four, four chapters, no, four days later, Liu Mang's pit finally has a little something, delete, delete, change and change Brother Liu for dozens of hours, anyone who reads it has to say conscientious...... Silly guy!

In the past few days, intermittently, the little bastard of Lao Liu Ya has also called Baby Pimple Min'er a few times. Often a pleasant ringtone is followed by a damn sound like "the user you are dialing is on the call, please dial it later", which makes Lao Liu upset for a while, and he hasn't sent it yet.

But in general, Min'er is also a docile feline tigress, and she can be gentle for a few days. Don't ask me what tigresses there are besides feline tigresses, you go to the fork and fork literature network to find out, the monster tigresses are all over the mountains, let's lend you a hundred guts, you don't dare to toss......

Brother Liu gritted his teeth and counted the words he typed, and even the punctuation was given a full width, but the document was opened. Yes, the screaming is still a compliment to him, and after a few days of work, the punctuation does not fall, and he barely goes up to five figures...... This result is okay for someone who is in the school gangster literary club and looks at Duras. But if you really want to compare this with those code fighters on the Internet, it's not enough to see it at all. Not to mention anything else, the Tang San girl who forked the Chinese network can at least ten thousand words a day, and she is guaranteed to see the people and thieves nourish.

But when you really want to get enough strength to start the motor and "crackle" non-stop, it doesn't necessarily mean that you can do it by talking. If you want to play fast, you have to think fast, you have to think of the plot you want to write, and then try to make your plot into an outline.

However, the outline of an idea is only a few hundred or thousands of words, and it is not enough to look at it, so it depends on what means you use to augment the deflated outline!

Breast augmentation is not something that is easy to do, otherwise plastic surgery hospitals are not all over the world. Breast augmentation, that is, constantly filling and stuffing, mashing everything that can be rushed into it without side effects into a small steamed bun, and then turning into a big steamed bun.

Don't think that if you make a mess of things, even if you have a bear, it's a breast, we want breast augmentation, and we have to look good, beautiful, not too big, that looks too fake, not too small, that looks ...... Do you still have a small breast augmentation?

Breast augmentation is so easy, it's all over the city, but we also have to understand that reality and fantasy are so hugely different. When you walk on the street, you stare at the breasts of your female compatriots with two eyes, and count how many people can surpass B's breasts! Of course, it's best to be careful of jǐng cha and the.

Chest muttering, but anyone who doesn't handle it, there should be there (don't mention RY to me), there are a few big ones on a bustling street, and there are also a bunch of fakes. The same reason also shows that everyone can write, everyone can write, but if you want to write a good article, then one word is "difficult".

The characters must be plump, the story must be a xìng, and the routine cannot be single, hey, the theme must be new, and this qiē must be in the general direction of light and unity. In a word, "If you don't YY, you won't become a Buddha!" ”

Liu Mang pursed his mouth that was split because of the dry weather, and it seemed to be a little broken. He squinted and pulled out a pack of red plums he had just bought yesterday, lit one, and wanted to spit out his eyes, but choked on the smoke. Yesterday, I wanted to buy a bag of Hongtashan, but Liu Mang touched the shriveled wallet in his pocket, and he almost returned the red plum to the grocery store proprietress.

Brother Liu was a little depressed, set up Erlang's legs, took a puff of cigarette, and pinched out the cigarette butt that was about to burn out. He didn't know where his original whimsical ideas were blocked, and he didn't build any viaducts in his little head, so he was going to rì, how many roads to pass, how vast and vast, but the reality was that there was a traffic jam. He has been reflecting on how his novels should be, but he can't make a single account.

The mobile phone on the table that I bought a few years ago was still lying quietly on the edge of the ashtray, and when Liu was helpless, I really wanted to listen to Min'er's sweet and greasy voice, pinching Min'er's puffy little face. But he also thought about it, Min'er was not so easy to coax when he got angry, at least he had to be angry for another three or five days.

Liu Manlala, who had not washed his clothes for a few days, scratched his head, and was indescribably anxious in his heart.

For several days, his thoughts had been spinning in his mind, and the people of the earth were dazzled, "I am Gargamel again...... I am Gargamel again...... Rebirth...... I...... Gargamel...... Blue jīng spirit ......"

Suddenly, a shiny jīng leaped in front of his eyes...... A flame seemed to burn some of the stories in his head......

"By the way, since Lao Tzu writes Gargamel, he simply arranged all the animation corners when he was a child. Hehe, those who don't believe in it are not happy"

Liu Mang grasped the details of his thinking for a moment, felt a burst of pride in his heart, pulled it hard, uprooted the train of thought in front of him, and roared in a low voice, "This is it!" "This time, the girl also learned to be obedient...... It's not fun to yell outside in black and white.

"Gargamel turned out to be not handsome, it doesn't matter, the big fat man Rogge ("Blasphemy" smoke work) is not handsome either!

Gargamel was the villain back then, and it doesn't matter, people love to see the villains the most!

Gargamel's pet is a cat, it doesn't matter, dragons are used as pets all over the world, and it's not uncommon to be dragons!

Gargamel is evil enough, and he has a powerful little henchman in his territory, a group of blue jīng spirits (abilities are secondary, and they sell well).

As soon as Gargamel's clothes are taken off, the king's spirit is surging, and the younger brother's followers come to take refuge like cháo, sharpening their heads to charge the world for Gargamel."

Liu Mang opened the document, pressed ctrl+a casually, 10,000 words, just one DEL, all deleted, and it didn't hurt in my heart. Brother Liu Mang is ruthless, he doesn't make Gargamel a hero, and writes Gargamel's original story, the more the demon king, the better.

First, Gargamel was reincarnated with a spiritual weapon, and then adopted by the great white-robed magister Gandalf. A few years later, Gargamel learned to steal Gandalf's sword of the immortals, and then had some emotional disputes with the flower fairy and Shui Bingyue...... Brother Liu had a swaying expression on his face, and he was indescribably evil.

The flickering light in Liu Mang's glasses exuded a kind of "slander", and the constantly superimposed square words stimulated Liu Mang's taste more than the real or fake breasts on the street...... Buying a pack of cigarettes can toss his day's food money, and today's Liu Manke is still hungry and muttering......

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