(b)

"Ah, you, you're awake."

Maybe Mei Paper felt Luo Cheng's gaze in the backpack, or maybe she was just tired and stopped and turned around for a while, so she was suddenly surprised.

Luo Cheng blinked his eyes in reply, because his body was too weak, or for some reason, he couldn't even speak now.

Of course, if it is really necessary, he can communicate with his sister paper in a conscious way, this trick he learned from the "Tyrant's Eye" in the dark lake, in fact, this trick is not difficult to transmit consciousness.

As long as your spiritual power crosses the threshold of Area 51, you can master it with some small skills, which is only a little more advanced than Luo Cheng's previous skill of using spiritual power to control things in the air.

"Can't you speak?" Sister paper said suspiciously.

"If you don't speak, then it's for sure, it's strange, you don't have any injuries on your body, are you born dumb." The sister tilted her head, and her nerves were a little big.

"Uh, don't look at me like that, my name is Li Jia, Li of Muzi Li, Jia ...... of Beauty"

"Originally, I was going to send you to the hospital, but you have nothing on you except for a toy dragon ball, and I'm also very poor, so I can only leave you here for the time being and settle you."

Sister paper doesn't know if it's a chatter, or if she is too lonely in this small fishing village full of old people and children, so she met a Luo Cheng who was close to her age, and she actually talked a lot to herself.

Especially when this sister paper with a bit of a big nerve actually said that the dragon ball in Luo Cheng's waist bag is a toy. Luo Cheng was almost stunned by thunder.

Nima, can there be such a powerful toy in this world?

"Hee-hee, you should be hungry. I've made rice porridge, I'll bring it to you......" Sister Paper smiled optimistically and walked out.

It can be seen that this sister named Li Jia is not only optimistic and kind-hearted by nature, but also very easy to get along with. And it seems that the so-called Japanese and Korean dramas have collapsed, and they all speak with a delicate tail note.

And the novels she writes are also full of inspiration. Full of positive energy and leverage, Luo Cheng can roughly see this from the novels she wrote. In today's world, there are rotten girls and heavy girls in the mainstream.

The sister paper in front of me is simply too rare.

And then down;

Luo Cheng is like this in this small fishing village. "Lived" in the house, and this stay was a month.

During this period, Luo Cheng also gradually learned that Mei Paper was not a villager in the fishing village, but came from a relatively distant city, according to Mei Paper's self-talk, it was because of this small fishing village on the coast, the rent and living expenses were low. The view is beautiful again.

Although the small fishing village has a strong sea breeze, the skin is very rough and dry. But Li Jia is completely unscrupulous because of her natural beauty, and she has to go to the beach every day to "paint".

Except for two hours a day to the beach to paint, the rest of the time is basically spent writing, nearly ten hours, in the process of revision, crackling and percussion.

In the evening, she would also ride a small bicycle to a small town more than ten miles away to upload the content of the novel, but Luo Cheng couldn't move because he couldn't speak.

In addition, there is no entertainment facility in the house at all, so he can only have fun in the bitter and pass the time with inspirational essays on his sister paper every day.

......Luo Cheng lay on the bed, holding a drawing board, and wrote slowly on it: "It's useless for you to do this, no matter how many books you open, you can't make money." ”

On this day, he couldn't help it, he couldn't help but look at it with his eyes, asked his sister for a pen and paper, and wrote the drawing board.

After so many days of recovery, although Luo Cheng still can't move or get out of bed, his right hand can at least write, although it is very difficult.

However, seeing that his sister paper is living a "poor" life, and in addition to him being a big foodie, life is getting tighter and tighter day by day, Luo Cheng really couldn't help but remind Li Jia.

This woman is very tough, but she loves to drill the horns, if she doesn't change, the online article is not suitable for her to mix at all, and it is useless to rely on anger alone, even if she is now writing three novels at the same time, and she is living a tight life every day.

"But...... But this is what I want to write in my heart, I know, I know what you want to say, many of my peers have advised me to change, hehe, but I don't like that, I believe that as long as I work hard, I will succeed. ”

Li Jia clenched her little fists tightly and naturally encouraged.

Looking at the other party's persistence and perseverance, feeling the other party's innocence and pursuit of dreams, Luo Cheng could only sigh lightly in this regard, so he had to give up.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any self-protection ability at the moment, he really wanted to notify Luo Long that they would come to pick him up, but Luo Cheng endured it again and again, he was afraid that the news would leak, and he could only continue to stay in Li Jia's only room, occupying this kind girl's bed, and constantly recovering at an extremely slow speed.

Although Luo Cheng didn't say anything more, he also made up his mind not to change Li Jia's insistence, but he found that this girl, after the next day, she opened a new book, writing four books at the same time every day.

After more than ten hours a day, the tight life finally stabilized.

Before I knew it, another half a month had passed.

On this day, the small fishing village suddenly became no longer peaceful, and there seemed to be some people outside, who seemed to be leaders, and as if they were some foreign businessmen, who had been arguing and discussing something outside.

"What's wrong?" Luo Cheng is now able to write by hand, and he no longer struggles.

"Hey, it seems that our good days are over, and those leaders outside heard that they are going to sell the small fishing village to those foreigners." Li Jia was in a bad mood and was quite disappointed.

It has been more than half a year since she moved here, and although there is no good living environment and material facilities, not even the Internet, she almost fell in love with it, but with the "storm disaster".

Oh, no, it should be said that the "Wind and Rain God Fu" is right, since the experience of the "Wind and Rain God Fu", the price of land in the whole of China has become higher and higher.

A large number of powerful elite foreigners have poured in, and the land and housing prices in China have been selling more and more crazy recently, and now, I didn't expect this to be such a biased corner, and it is no exception.

"Do you like it here?" Luo Cheng said silently, and wrote after a while.

"yes, I like it." Li Jia nodded heavily, her eyes drifted a little away, and said: "Even I have already thought that if I can stay here for the rest of my life, draw and write every day, it would be very good to live like this for the rest of my life." ”

"I love the tranquility of the place." Li Jia suddenly remembered something, looked at Luo Cheng, and added with a red face. (To be continued.) )