In his ten-year codeword career, Tang Jinglin has changed from a two-finger flick who was not even familiar with the keyboard at the beginning to a tentacle monster that can now exceed 6,000 at peak speed.

It's a pity that the peak state is rarely encountered, and most of the time, two thousand words an hour is the normal speed, because his thinking can't keep up, which limits the play of hand speed. Once Carvin, the taste is called a sour, so he likes to save manuscripts to deal with the low tide of Carvin.

However, a few days ago, I worked overtime for half a month in a row, and I had very little time to come back every day to code words, and all the manuscripts had been used up, so today threatened full attendance.

Fortunately, I don't know why today, Tang Jinglin feels that his thinking is fast, especially when he is writing a battle plot, it is like divine help, more than 1,000 words are uploaded in ten minutes, and then he is addicted to code words and can't extricate himself.

By the time he woke up from his extreme hunger, it was half past five in the morning, and the word count in the document was 39,471.

"Am I super supernatural today? It's almost 40,000 words in nearly four and a half hours, and more than 8,000 words in an hour, which is a blast!

Looking at the swollen fingers trembling in soreness, Tang Jinglin first smiled bitterly, and then muttered to himself: "Hmm! It seems that with the addition of my previous chapter, I will have 42,000 words of the plot of this battle." But why do I think the description of this battle is already very concise and concise? Hell, let the reader judge! Fortunately, I don't have to go to work tomorrow weekend, and this finger should be well restored after two days off!"

The 39,471 words were dismembered into 13 chapters by Tang Jinglin, each chapter is about 3,000 words, and even some of the broken chapters are very sour.

In general, book friends use a poem to express their feelings: "One day with a knife in hand, slaughter all the broken dogs in the world". What reassures Tang Jinglin is that he never confides in readers about his home address, even if it includes the hardcore book friends he chats with.

So the legendary reader sent the blade, which is completely non-existent!

Instant noodles, bathing, eating noodles, brushing teeth, sleeping, and waking up is already two o'clock in the afternoon. Under the warm sunshine, Tang Jinglin, who had eaten, walked unconsciously on the street.

"Bang!"

"Eh!"

Around the corner, Tang Jinglin felt his arm hit a soft mass, his chin hit a hard one, and then a sharp female voice sounded: "Blind! Can you grow eyes when you walk? Or are you deliberately taking advantage of me?"

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, a woman sat down on the ground, looked at Tang Jinglin with a little pain, and scolded, blinding that rather delicate face. Although under the slightly thicker foundation, there may be a different face.

"Zhang Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Did you get hurt from a fall?"

The other two girls ran over and quickly picked up the girl who had fallen to the ground.

After one of the girls wearing a black and white plaid coat and a pink knitted sweater turned her face, Tang Jinglin suddenly blurted out two words as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Yu'er!"

"Ye Wanyu!" I don't know why, Tang Jinglin suddenly thought of this name, and he was sure that this girl's name was Ye Wanyu for no reason.

"Do we know each other?" the girl was stunned, looked at Tang Jinglin and frowned and asked. There was a temptation in this question, and the girl obviously felt that this was a stranger, but there was a strange familiarity. Suddenly, she muttered to herself with confusion in her eyes: "Jinglin! Tang Jinglin!"

This conversation made the other two girls confused!

"Do you know?" asked Zhang Yan tentatively.

"I don't know!" Tang Jinglin and Ye Wanyu subconsciously shook their heads at the same time, and then were stunned at the same time, but nodded at the same time: "It seems that they should know!"

In this case, the two girls are even more confused!

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Ten years later, in a café where there were few people at all, Zhang Yan's voice suddenly rose an octave, and she exclaimed: "Really? You two have never met before today, but after you met each other for the first time, you suddenly knew each other's names?

Another girl suddenly said: "If this Mr. Tang didn't tell a lie, this is probably true! From elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school, Ye Wanyu and I have always been in the same class and table, and our two families are still neighbors, except for a trip to Yazhou and a trip to the capital, we have basically never left the Yangtze River Delta region." Then the two of us went to Canada to study together, and after college, we studied for a master's degree and a year of internship, and studied for ten years, plus a year of work and half a year off, and only came back this year. If you weren't going to marry in Central Plains Province, and the two of us came over to be your bridesmaids, how could you come here?"

"Cousin, is what Lin Jing said true?" Zhang Yan asked.

"It's true!" Ye Wanyu nodded.

"Then Tang Jinglin, you said that you have never been out of Central Plains Province except for one time when you were a child? Obviously, the time you went to the capital is ten years behind my cousin!" Zhang Yan asked Tang Jinglin again.

"The train from our county to the provincial capital of our Central Plains Province will turn into Hui Province halfway and travel a certain distance! This should also be counted as a province, right?" replied Tang Jinglin.

"That's not counted! My cousin hasn't been to Hui Province either!" Zhang Yan touched her chin and muttered to herself, "There must be something strange about this matter!" Lin Jing, what do you think?"

Lin Jing ignored her, but Ye Wanyu suddenly asked, "Mr. Tang, what is your birthday?"

"In our place, our birthdays are not counted according to the solar calendar, but according to the lunar calendar! I was born one day after the Dragon Boat Festival in 90, that is, on the sixth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar. When I was a child, I suffered a lot, and basically I didn't have a serious birthday, and I spent it with the Dragon Boat Festival!" Tang Jinglin said with a smile.

"What a coincidence, cousin! You were also born the day after the Dragon Boat Festival in 90, but your birthday is according to the solar calendar, so it is May 28th!" Zhang Yan exclaimed again.

"Could it be that the two of you were really husband and wife or lovers in your previous life, and then you were martyred on the same day, and then reincarnated and born at the same time, but there must be a touching and poignant story in this!" Zhang Yan suddenly sighed in an aria, like a teasing.

"It's possible!" Who would have thought that after listening to Zhang Yan's completely unreliable speculation, the beautiful doctor Lin Jing actually nodded in agreement, saying that good scientific theories and materialism?

It seems that there are more theists in foreign countries!

"Mr. Tang, how do you feel when you look at me carefully?" After pondering for a long time, Ye Wanyu suddenly raised her head and asked Tang Jinglin seriously, and at the same time stared at Tang Jinglin's face seriously, but it was not the kind of who looked at handsome guys.

After all, as a middle-aged house uncle, Tang Jinglin, who even has a beer belly, is really not handsome, at most he can only be said to be of medium level!

Seeing Ye Wanyu say this, Tang Jinglin looked at Ye Wanyu generously, and watched carefully for more than ten minutes.

"In my opinion, you shouldn't be like this, although I don't know what it should be, but I know that you are a different kind of beauty! It's not that there is intellectual beauty in the elegance, but also this strong bookish atmosphere!" Tang Jinglin suddenly described.

"Coincidentally! In my feeling, you should be much more handsome than now! It's a little fresh meat, not old bacon! And it's domineering, and there is an indescribable kind of confidence and pride in your bones! It's completely different from you now!" Ye Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't want to hit Tang Jinglin.

"But, I am me! Whether it is old bacon or small fresh meat, I am Tang Jinglin!" Tang Jinglin was not angry in the face of Ye Wanyu's disparagement, but smiled indifferently and replied calmly.

"That's right, this has some flavor!" Ye Wanyu chuckled.