Chapter Seventy-Four: Gone
On this day, it rained lightly in the sky.
The fog rustled and drizzled the sight to a light white, and the slight wind blew them slanted.
In the fog and sand, people hold umbrellas. Like duckweed floating under the water waves, with people's footsteps, one shallow and one deep.
The willow trees on both sides hang low and have brittle branches, as if they are also "low-browled and pleasing to the eyes" because of the [lewd] power of the cold rain. The drizzle falls, gathers together, and then drops from the eaves.
"Okay, don't send it anymore, we can get to the station on this train, and nothing will happen."
It was Cha Cha who spoke, the girl who looked like Lori, her eyes were slightly red.
"It's okay, we're idle anyway, so it's better to come out and see you off while waiting in the hotel room."
"If it weren't for the old man, I wouldn't have come out, why is it still raining in winter, it's cold!"
Qi Jie saw the fat-faced girl shudder and smiled.
"If you have time, come to Chejiang, we have the most beautiful scenery there, and I will take you around when the time comes."
As soon as Lin Xiaoru finished speaking, Xiao Tuanzi shouted: "Shanghai is also good, you must go to play when you have time!" β
"Definitely. I'm afraid that you won't welcome it then. β
"You and I are certainly welcome, she ...... It depends on my mood! β
"you stinky gnocchi!"
Dango grimaced at the fat-faced girl and spit out her pink tongue.
Although they got along for a short time, they formed a deep friendship, but Sun Wanting was an urban beauty and couldn't see them off together.
Lin Xiaoru sighed, and then said a little sadly: "At this time, I remembered the sentence on the Internet, "Persuade the gentleman to have a glass of wine", here it should be said that "there is no reason to go out of the Shanghai market". It's just that this poem is very popular on the Internet, but there are no first two sentences. β
Qi Jie's eyebrows moved slightly, and after a little thought, she pursed her lips and smiled.
Perhaps it was because of the interview that those ancient words that did not exist in this world were circulated on the Internet.
She looked at Lin Xiaoru's appearance and said with a smile: "You can also say that......"
Sincereββ
At this time, the bus was about to enter the station, everyone looked over, turned around and Lin Xiaoru asked, "What did you just say?" β
The next stop, Shanghai High-speed Railway Station, please get on the train in time......
"Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. β
Lin Xiaoru looked at Qi Jie in a daze, the so-called talent is amazing, Zhang, the export is a chapter, silent, and the words are like gold.
For the first time, she found that Qi Jie's writing was so good, she thought that the other party was just smart.
It was only half a minute before and after, and the other party opened his mouth to come, and it sounded very tight with this moment.
"Sister Weiwei, hurry up and get in the car, there is a seat here."
Xiao Tuanzi and Cha Cha who had already gotten into the car shouted, listening to the urging of the two, Lin Xiaoru didn't have time to think about it, turned around and got into the car with her bag.
The bus started slowly and moved forward in a drizzle.
Qi Jie and Xiaofang stood on the platform, watching the bus leave the station.
Suddenly, a window opened, Xiao Tuanzi poked his head out, and shouted at the two: "You must come to Shanghai, I'm waiting for you, and the little fat girl, call me!" β
Qi Jie waved at her.
"Yes."
"When the time comes, you will be poor!"
Lin Xiaoru was reserved by nature, just sticking to the glass and looking at the two new friends standing on the platform.
It's so quick-witted, even if it's out of the way.
I thought that my writing was already good, but now that I look at it, it is still far behind.
Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.
Persuade you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no one in Shanghai in the west.
Lin Xiaoru copied the notes, put the pen on the paper, gently wrote these four sentences, and read them carefully, it seemed to be natural.
After returning to the hotel, Qi Jie put aside the faint parting sorrow, and then devoted himself to the codeword.
After all, it is life, whether it is birth, old age, sickness, death, laughing, crying, making trouble, mourning, life, it must go on.
The dust of the December monthly ticket list has settled, and the battle breaks through the sky and comes out on top.
At the beginning of January, without any brewing, Dou Po and Juggernaut have made efforts, and the battle for the monthly pass has entered the white heat without any warm-up, reversing the scene of December, this time the Juggernaut shows the strength of the platinum author, almost firmly stepping on the Dou Po Sky to firmly rank first in the monthly ticket list.
And on the side of the novel reading network, the Ziwei Demon Emperor is directly more than 30,000 per day, from 20,000 per day last month and a strange increase of 10,000, and two days before and after the interview on the same day, he also directly accused in the text, saying: Some people, if they don't care about her, they really think of themselves as the same thing, and I admit that I am decadent in the past two years, so I will regain the state of not wanting to kill the code word at the beginning, bet on the identity of the god, and fight with you!
Qi Jie, who could barely hold on, began to be a little overwhelmed because of the strange surge in the number of updates from the other party.
Even with the blessing of the diligence card, about 25 chapters a day is already the limit, which is about 50,000 words, and now the Ziwei Demon Emperor needs 30,000 words, and the master updates 6000-10000 every day, this is 40,000, and the rest is due to the vote of the book friends who were moved by Qi Jie at the beginning, reward, and on the day of the 7th, the chapters that need to be updated have exceeded 30 chapters.
The update volume of nearly 60,000 words has fascinated many readers on the one hand, and on the other hand, many people have also found that the update has reached the limit......
However, the enthusiasm of the vote is still unabated, and the people in the simple and rough ICQ group are beginning to worry about whether the body that rolls away can withstand such a high-intensity work.
In the early hours of the morning, Qi Jie sat in front of the computer, her fingers tapping on the keys quickly, and the text appeared on the document almost without intervals.
Her face was slightly blue, her lips were slightly white, and she looked haggard when she was about to get sick.
Qi Jie had been sitting in front of the computer for twenty hours, and for twenty hours, she had barely left her chair.
The fat-faced girl was distressed to see, she drew a basin of hot water from the bathroom, and then came behind Qi Jie, soaked the hand towel, and then gently applied it to Qi Jie's forehead.
Qi Jie gasped, then turned her head to look.
"Would you like to take a break?"
The chubby-faced girl just raised her hand and wrapped the towel around her forehead.
Qi Jie shook her head slightly, the hot towel came at the right time, which made her feel refreshed.
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep."
The fat-faced girl also didn't speak, just shook her head.
Qi Jie smiled, then turned his head and continued to code.
"Dada-da-"
The sound of keystrokes in the room was incessant, and the two of them sat and stood at the same time. One hands fluttering on the keyboard, and the other clumsy holding a towel in his hand, dipped in water from time to time, and then applied it to the forehead of the person who was sitting.
The sky was white, Qi Jie slid the mouse, and then clicked upload, and was relieved to see that the update was completed.
She turned around, and the chubby-faced girl behind her was already asleep on the sofa, drooling from the corners of her mouth, and she didn't forget to pinch the almost dry towel in one hand.
The morning sun shone through the hotel curtains, shining on the two of them, pulling up a shadow.