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Lin Jing had been thinking about it all night, and she didn't fall asleep until after three o'clock, and when she heard the half-hour of the bell at half past five, she got up again.

In May, Xiangjiang has already entered summer, and the sky will be bright at half past five.

Although Lin Jing only slept for more than an hour, after some washing, she was still in good spirits, and her whole body seemed to have endless energy, which made her feel a little surprised.

After washing, she started to get busy.

Cook breakfast!

Their family is still in debt, and with the salary of his father, who has been reduced to a miscellaneous dragon and tiger martial artist, he doesn't know when the debt will be paid off.

Therefore, it is impossible to go out to eat breakfast, and it is better to save money to buy breakfast to improve the food of the main meal, and boil some rice porridge at home to eat, which is cheap and affordable.

Washing rice, getting off the pot, and putting it on the stove, in order not to wake up the family members who are still asleep, all of them are carried out quietly.

At six o'clock, when the porridge was ready, Lin Jing had just finished cleaning the living room and kitchen.

Bringing the steaming rice porridge to the wooden mat on the dining table, she took out a few dried radishes pickled with coarse salt from a clay pot, washed them and put them in a bowl, plus four pairs of washed dishes and chopsticks, and a simple breakfast was all ready.

Lin Jing didn't stop then, wiping the dense sweat on her forehead, she took out all the materials related to the entrance examination, and sat at the dining table in front of the window, taking advantage of the cool breeze to study.

While!

The wall clock on the wall behind him struck again, half past six in the morning.

"Ah Jing." But it was his father Lin Liwei who got up.

"Morning, Daddy." Lin Jing, who was concentrating on reading the information, subconsciously replied.

Lin Liwei saw that his daughter didn't look back, and he didn't care if he was used to it, so he went about his own business.

"Why don't you eat it yourself first when it's cooked?" After Lin Liwei washed up, he didn't move the porridge that was boiled when he drank it, so he said a word.

"It was still hot just now, but now it's cold for a while, it should be just right, you eat first, don't worry about me, I still haven't finished reading it." Lin Jing was talking while looking at the information in his hand.

"I'm going to eat after reading it, don't go hungry and spoil your stomach." Lin Liwei said a word, and then gulped down the porridge.

His movements were fast, and he ate and washed the dishes in a little more than a minute.

At this time, the momentum of the economic exhibition in Hong Kong is very fast, and the pace of life of the citizens of Hong Kong is also staggeringly fast.

Although Lin Liwei is still a dragon and tiger martial artist, the work he does has left the front line, and he must arrive earlier than most people to go to work every day.

After eating breakfast, he told Lin Jing a few words, and then got dressed and went out.

It only took a few minutes from the time he got up to the time he went out.

While...... While......

The wall clock struck seven times in a row.

My sister Lin Si, who had woken up as early as half past six, slept for half an hour and went back to sleep, and at seven o'clock she didn't need Lin Jing to call, she immediately got up consciously.

Combing her hair, brushing her teeth, washing her face, and waiting for her spirits, she looked left and right, and now that the second brother hadn't gotten up, she ran into the room again and dragged Lin Yan.

The sleepy young man Lin Yan was still lying on the bed at first and refused to get up, but after all, he couldn't beat his sister's brain-filled magic sound, and started his new day slowly.

By the time Lin Yan and Lin Si started to eat breakfast, Lin Jing had just finished reading a book.

After breakfast until 7:40, they went out with their school bags on their backs.

Before going out, he learned that his sister would stay at home to review for more than ten days before the entrance examination, and would not go out to school with them, which made Lin Yan, who had never liked to study, envious.

So much so that on the way to school, he kept thinking, if I didn't have to go to school, what fun would I do now......

Of course, Lin Jing wouldn't do anything fun like he thought.

She read all the review materials and went through them in her head like a movie, making sure that she had memorized all the knowledge points, and started the plan she had thought of last night.

Shortly after yesterday's crossing, she realized that her head was actually very useful, and all things would not be forgotten after reading it once, and even all the memories before the crossing could be extracted at any time, just like a computer, as long as it was scanned and stored on the hard disk, it would never be lost, and if you want to use it, you can copy it out.

This is also why Lin Jing was able to become a top student in the past!

And Lin Jing is in the current predicament of being poor and white, if she wants to start from scratch, all she can rely on is the knowledge she brought from later generations.

Among them, the lowest cost and the easiest way is to create words, as long as the knowledge is still there, all that is needed is paper and pen, which can be said to be beneficial but not costly.

For a student, paper and pen are always available, and there is no need to even look for them.

As for text creation, you can write novels, tofu articles, scripts, and songs......

Needless to say, the tofu article will be ruled out first.

Scripts and songs, compared to novels, the time for "creation" is relatively short, but Lin Jing decided to put it aside for the time being and write a novel to give it a try.

Because of the script and songs, if you want to really make good use of them, you generally need a little connection. But her age looks like that she is only a fifteen-year-old girl, and she is still in middle school, so naturally she will not have any rich connections.

Dad Lin Liwei has some connections there, although the relationship between him and Hong Xinbao is not very close, it is still okay to say a few words. But Lin Jing can't use it at all now, because in Lin Liwei's opinion, her main task at this stage is to concentrate on studying, and everything else has to be abandoned.

If he knew that she was distracted to write a script song at such a critical time, he would definitely be angry.

Last year, when Lin's mother was seriously ill, Lin Jing proposed that she would stop going to school after graduating from secondary five and go out to work to make money to supplement the family.

It was at that time that Lin Jing never mentioned dropping out of school again, but worked harder to study, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

Now Lin Jing is just using the excuse of being sick and reviewing while resting at home, so that he can take the opportunity to do something else, and he doesn't dare to let him know.

Writing scripts and songs or something, only after she finished the exam and was admitted to Xiangjiang Chinese University, she could put it forward.

As for what novel to write, she had already thought about it last night, that is, the "Heroes" that was blown to the sky by some people in later generations, known as "Jin Yong's pen and ancient dragon passed away, and there are only heroes in the world".

Of course, it is 1982, although Jin Yong has already closed his pen, but Gurung has not passed away, even if he wants to tout, that sentence can't be set.

In Lin Jing's view, "Heroes" is still a long way from a real masterpiece, and the writing at the beginning is also very rough, and it is a lot more proficient in the middle period, but it is a little crazy in the later stage.

But on the whole, after sixty or seventy years of martial arts novels, it's pretty good, at least the suspense is set up well, and it also expresses something, maybe not so clearly and clearly.

Some readers of online literature in later generations have been accommodated by the blind pursuit of smooth and refreshing online articles, and their nerves are as sensitive and fragile as glass, and their ability to bear has repeatedly declined.

Fortunately, this is not the era of online literature for more than 2,000 years, in this era, the vast majority of readers of martial arts novels are still very tenacious, their tastes are not so tricky, and they can still withstand the "abuse of the master", "green hat", "pick-up", "bull head" or something.

As for why I wrote "Heroes" and not anything else, in addition to the fact that it is not bad, it is a traditional martial arts novel like "Heroes", which was relatively down-to-earth in Xiangjiang in the 80s, and would not be too abrupt because of the different times, so that it was rejected by readers.

Works like Xianxia are not that they can't be written, but that they are not popular. Perhaps after becoming famous, it will be easier for readers who come to accept the Xianxia text of later generations.

Kong Yiji has a good saying, a scholar stealing cannot be called stealing, but stealing. For the cunning traverser, plagiarism cannot, of course, be considered plagiarism, but be given the reputation of "re-creation".

After deciding what to write, Lin Jing, who had "read more than 10,000 books" in her previous life, was naturally "like a god in writing".

In a state similar to dictation, she almost "doesn't add points", and she sprinkles thousands of words with her pen.

She began to write in the fastest degree at eight o'clock and continued until eleven o'clock, and in three hours, she wrote about 11,200 words.

In a book she had read before, the survey in the book said that a person could write more than 3,000 words per hour, and now she was able to achieve such results is greatly unexpected.

Come to think of it, her "writing" is similar to copying a book, and of course it is faster.

The only trouble is that because of the long time of burying my head in the desk, my waist is a little sore, and my wrist is a little tired. But compared to the results, this little bit of sourness is still worth it.