On this night when Yu Mingchuan had a rare good dream, a modern poem "If There Is an Afterlife" became popular in a small area.

The specific reason is that a female author of Jinjiang wrote this poem in her book and indicated the source, and the romance novel happened to be very popular, which drove a group of female fans to pay attention to Yu Mingchuan's scarf.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Mingchuan finished washing. When I opened my phone as usual and climbed on the scarf, I found that he already had 3,428 followers.

After flipping through the comments, Yu Mingchuan knew the approximate reason. This is not only because of the high quality of the work itself, but also because of the "tap water". Seeing the spontaneous publicity of fans, Yu Mingchuan was a little relieved in his heart.

There are only more than 300 fans on the cultural and creative platform, which is normal, and the composition of the fan groups on the two sides is very different. Those who can pay attention to him on both the cultural and creative platform and the scarf are a minority after all.

Although there are only more than 300 fans on the cultural and creative platform, the reward fee is as high as 450 yuan. This is also his first manuscript fee.

At this time, he found a private message sent at seven o'clock in the morning, showing that it was Ah Shui, the poetry editor in charge of literary and artistic creation.

"Hello, Dear Gentile Sir. I am Ah Shui, the poetry editor in charge of literary and artistic creation, and your works are very good, reaching the level of becoming a contracted author. This is your contract, and after signing this contract, I will be solely responsible for the copyright of your poetry works in the future. ”

A very polite little girl, Yu Mingchuan made up her mind in her heart.

Swipe a little, and a contract pops up on the page. He looked at it carefully and sighed at the advanced times. The conditions were very lenient, presumably to encourage poetry creation.

As long as the number of poems reaches 12, and at least one of them has won a certified award. You can apply for publication, and you can get 20% of the profit regardless of the number of publications.

Not very familiar with the laws of this world, he searched the web for a while and confirmed some details before finally signing the contract.

Then he began to think about a big thing—what to eat for breakfast?

Soy milk fritters, pancakes and fruits, meat buns, fried buns, xiaolongbao... He thought about it for a while, and felt that his appetite was not very big. In the end, I decided to ride my bike to the nearby morning market to see if there was anything I wanted to eat.

Although it is said to be a morning market, in fact, the market does not close even until 10 a.m. Sellers of watermelons, lychees, pears, mandarins and other heat-relieving gadgets are gathered in a green greenhouse, so as not to spoil the fruits.

"Sell nectarine, two pieces of two and one catty" "Wowotou, colorful wowotou!" "Taiwanese grilled sausage, one yuan a piece", "soup dumplings, Nanjing soup dumplings"......

Yu Mingchuan rode past the fish stalls, and the puddles left by yesterday's heavy rain had long since been evaporated by the sun. Only light brown marks remained, as if there were tadpoles nesting inside.

……

In the end, he drank millet porridge and bought three halal beef patties, which were very small, the size of a child's palm. However, he really doesn't have that much appetite, and it's hard to eat three.

On the way back on his bicycle, he bought a haggis noodle from Aunt Yang's haggis shop. I'm going to take it home for lunch, just right. The haggis was hanging on the handlebars, and he weighed the weight very much, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

When he got home, he was just about to start writing a novel. "You like the salty smell of the sea breeze and the wet sand..."

It was a gentle female voice that sounded like she was in her 20s, her name was Li Shishui, and she worked around here. I wanted to rent a house in the Seaview Garden, and I asked about the house price, and finally decided to pay each other in a whisper.

At the end of the phone, Li Shishui asked hesitantly, "I also have a pet, very well-behaved, a rabbit, called Xianxian." Don't know if it's okay? ”

Yu Mingchuan was a little strange: "Generally, girls of your age don't all like to raise dogs or cats?" Li Shishui's voice on the phone was very open-minded, "Ah, because no matter what breed of dog or cat, you can't afford to raise it, and it's quite difficult to raise, so you can only raise rabbits." Yu Mingchuan also smiled after hearing this.

It's a very sincere girl.,But why do you have to have a pet?,Maybe it's a maternal talent.。

……

His micro-name is [Yu Mingchuan], only one more than his real name, probably because the name Yu Mingchuan doesn't look like a real name. Li Shishui's micro-name is [I'm not Xianxian], and her circle of friends is indeed a photo of Xianxian, and it can be seen that she is a very moist rabbit with a very moist life. He flipped through it, but couldn't find a single picture of the little girl herself, so he stopped paying attention.

On the other side, Li Shishui went upstairs a little nervously. "Ah, the monthly rent is 800, as long as you are responsible for cleaning the housework and cooking, you won't be a liar, it shouldn't be, I'm so poor, um."

Li Shishui knocked on the door lightly. Yu Mingchuan quickly opened the door, the two sides looked at each other, and quickly turned their heads away.

Li Shishui is a typical baby face, her eyes are flickering, but she has the warm charm of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, coupled with a height of one meter six or eight, she has a natural temperament of a gentle big sister, which is easy for people to feel intimate with her.

A very temperamental big boy who looks a little cold, Li Shishui made a conclusion.

"Yu Mingchuan."

"Oh, Li Shishui."

"Well, this is your room, don't disturb me if there's nothing to do, I'm working in the house, just put it on the table when the meal is ready." Yu Mingchuan explained as concisely as possible, and finally added with some hesitation, "I don't eat vegetables very much, but yam potatoes are okay." ”

"But I don't eat fried shredded potatoes," although he doesn't think Li Shishui will make dumplings for him, adding, "In addition, I don't eat dumpling-stuffed buns, only the outer skin." ”

Following the other party's train of thought, Li Shishui asked, "Then can't I just cook the rolled dough for you?" ”

Yu Mingchuan was silent for a while: "Then there will be no taste." ”

Silence and embarrassment are always inextricably linked, and it is especially common in the real-life interactions of young people today.

In the end, Li Shishui nodded to show that he understood, and Yu Mingchuan went back to the room to continue thinking about his writing.

Li Shishui stood in the living room and secretly thought in his heart, such a picky child, fortunately it is not his own baby.

……

Yu Mingchuan has already decided which work to write. "Sophie's World" is a novel about the history of Western philosophy, and Sophie is the protagonist of "Sophie's World". She is a curious and energetic 14-year-old girl who, before her 15th birthday, learns that her life is the invention of Abbott Nag.

There is a passage in it: "The world is like a white rabbit pulled out of his hat by a magician." It's just that the size of this white rabbit is extremely large, so it will take billions of years for this trick to be conjured. All the creatures were born on the tip of the rabbit's fine hair, and they were at first amazed at this incredible trick. However, the older they get, the more they get into the rabbit's fur and stay. They felt so comfortable there that they didn't want to venture back to the top of the rabbit's fur. Only a philosopher would embark on this perilous journey to the pinnacle of language and existence. Some of them fell, but others clung to the fur and yelled at the people who were eating and drinking deep in the comfort and softness. ”

It's a pretty clever book to the present day, and in the end, the book ends with an open-ended ending, with Albert Knox and Sophie inexplicably escaping from the world of the book and coming to Sid's world.