Today is the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, the family has breakfast, Dad goes to the unit to work overtime as usual, Mom goes to Grandma's house to deliver souvenirs, and the clear sky can't wait to go to the park.

Before going out, Qingkong looked at his glasses and hesitated for a moment, but finally put them on the desk and went out.

The gloomy and depressing park in my memory doesn't seem so terrible now, and the steps in the clear sky are faintly excited.

When he arrived at the court and saw the figure with the ball to the basket again, Qingkong's anxious heart finally calmed down, so he sat in his old position and watched him play quietly.

As soon as the clear sky arrived, I actually saw it, and as soon as I finished training, I walked towards her.

"Why is your face so ugly, and you have been beaten again?" actually sat beside her with a basketball and a body of heat, which dispelled a lot of the cold in winter.

"No, it's so unlucky, it's just that I came back by night train yesterday, and I didn't rest very well, don't worry." Qingtian smiled, although his complexion was not good, his mental state was much better than last time.

Hearing her say this, he was relieved, maybe the impression when he met for the first time was too strong, and when he saw her face was not good, the first thing he thought of was whether she was being bullied again.

Qingkong took out the medicine and notebook: "I'm here to return the medicine today, and besides, the novel has been written." ”

"It's exquisite!" actually took the medicine bottle and put it in the bag, this is not just a bottle of medicine with a price, but a thank you for his selfless help, and it is quite pleasant to help a person who knows how to be grateful.

"Come, let me read the masterpiece of the future star. Don't say it, I've been thinking a little bit about the ending of this story these days. "The notebook had been carefully glued to the clear sky, and the skin was still wrapped outside, and I couldn't tell that I had suffered that kind of fatal wound, so I actually took it and continued to read it from the place where it was broken off last time.

Maybe it's because after the New Year, the weather is not so cold, the sun is warm, and the teenagers and girls sit quietly on the steps, and the time is quiet for a while.

Clear Sky held his chin and quietly looked at his side face, only to feel that this time really passed as slowly as possible!

"Beautiful, so well written! This should be published so that more people can see it! If he saw a novel of this level in a magazine, he might nod calmly and say "well written", and then pay attention to the author, pay attention to the future works, and that's it, but now that the author of the novel is sitting next to him, he has to be excited.

"Publish?" The voice of the clear sky was full of hesitation.

"yes, publish, haven't you thought about it?" There is an impulse to let more people see this novel and let more people recognize it like him.

"I, I don't know, I just like to write, so I write, and I never think about what to do after I finish writing." Qingtian's expression was a little at a loss, she only wrote novels to express her feelings and opinions, and she didn't think about anything else, "Moreover, my novels are just not bad, not so good?" ”

"You should be confident!" actually stood up and pulled up the clear sky, "You come with me, okay, let's find an answer together." ”

I walked quickly across the court with a clear sky and left the park on the other side, and walked to an Internet café in less than ten minutes.

"Internet café, what are you bringing me here for?" Clear Sky was full of doubts.

"Submission, now is the information society, and submission should also be done in a modern way."

Clear Sky thought: He is very actionable, and he will do it when he thinks of it, which is better than her.