Twenty years from now, countless high-rise buildings will be built in all cities in China, and workers will come home from work, no need to climb stairs layer by layer, just a light touch on the number representing the floor, and the elevator will run quickly, sending people to the floor they want to go......

Twenty years later, the streets are full of cars, and every working-class family has bought their own car, and it is a domestic car produced in our own country......

Twenty years later, the streets are full of food shops, and there are so many people who love food that they make delicious food, and everyone can eat all kinds of food from all over the world for a small fee......

Twenty years later......

Wang Debao originally thought that writing was a very complicated, difficult, and painful thing, because in his previous life, he only wrote essays when he was in junior high school, but he held back a class and did not write a full 300-word narrative. Since then, Wang Debao has never had the experience of writing again, but often reads free novels on various free apps.

Maybe it's one of the benefits after rebirth, before writing, Wang Debao's mind was still empty, there was not much specific content, and he didn't even have a clear direction for writing...... However, the moment the tip of the pen falls on the manuscript paper, as if it does not need to go through the brain, lines of text appear on the manuscript paper by brush.

Before he knew it, Wang Debao had written almost 3,000 words...... The brain is always empty, as if it is not thinking the whole time, but the pen is automatic.

Wang Debao himself was amazed, he didn't expect writing to be so easy.

Well, it also has something to do with what he wrote...... He is a reborn person, and he knows the appearance of the city for twenty years very well, so he doesn't need to think about it at all, just just paint the appearance in his memory.

Of course, depiction is also a kind of writing ability, but Wang Debao thinks it is very easy, and it is completely a feeling of ease.

"Brother, you've been sitting all afternoon, what are you writing?" Wang Yun didn't know when, stood on the table, curiously pulled the table, held his head high, and went to look at Wang Debao's manuscript paper.

Wang Debao was taken aback, only to find that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon...... Barely motionless, he sat at his desk for three hours without feeling the slightest passing of time.

In three hours, I wrote about 3,000 words from scratch, which is simply ...... Super god state!

"I write essays...... Do you want to learn to write essays? Wang Debao saw his sister tiptoeing and probing her brain to see her manuscript paper, so he quietly diverted the topic.

"Yes!" Wang Yun's eyes lit up suddenly.

"My family is awesome!" Wang Debao quietly guided: "Then you have to take a look at the selection of essays, those essays that can be published are all very good works, you memorize those first, and then teach you specific skills, okay?" ”

"Good!" Wang Yun didn't doubt it at all, and went to the bookshelf to find an essay selection.

Xue Mei stood at the door, watching all this, and glared at Wang Debao silently.

Wang Debao was not hypocritical, and explained confidently: "Aunt Xue, don't believe it, when Teacher Zeng comes, you can ask her in person, not only writing essays, but other writing courses, including college papers, are also such a learning process. ”

Xue Meihu glanced at Wang Debao suspiciously, and saw that he didn't look like a foolish little girl, so she said, "What kind of composition did you write?" Let me see. ”

Wang Debao groaned slightly, although he was very ashamed in his heart, he pretended to be calm on the surface, handed over the manuscript paper, and said, "Then Aunt Xue, you have to keep it secret...... After taking Ping'an to visit tomorrow, you will go home first, and I will find someone to help me read the manuscript. ”

Xue Mei was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "You mean, you plan to ......"

Before the word "contribution" was spoken, Wang Debao had already waved his hand to interrupt: "Don't make a noise yet, wait until later." ”

"Okay!" Xue Mei was immediately ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, Wang Debao was really the same as she guessed just now, and he was going to submit...... If this can be approved, then Wang Debao will be a writer!

Wang Yun was tiptoeing, pulling the bookshelf to find an anthology, and when she heard the conversation between the two behind her, she asked curiously, "Aunt Xue, what did my brother write?" ”

Xue Mei said: "What adults write, you are still young, you can't understand, listen to your brother, start with the selection of classic essays of famous artists, and when your teacher Zeng comes, you give her a surprise." ”

Wang Yun suddenly clapped her hands happily, and her attention shifted instantly.

Xue Mei regretted it and wanted to slap herself...... Why do you mention Teacher Zeng again? Open one's big mouth! It's time to fight!

is such a beautiful Chinese teacher, she likes it as a woman, let alone Wang Debao, a young man with strong blood...... But if Wang Debao falls in love with Zeng Peiqi, what will my family Nuo Nuo do? I still want to kiss and kiss, I must not let Xiaobao and Teacher Zeng get along, absolutely not!

But it doesn't work if you don't let Teacher Zeng come, what if Yunyun's homework can't catch up?

Xue Mei suddenly fell into a tangle.

Wang Debao took the opportunity to take the manuscript back, and then found that there was no stapler, and the eight manuscript papers were a little scattered...... had to press under the book, Wang Debao reopened a piece of manuscript paper and began to write an outline.

The outline is much simpler, Wang Debao briefly described his writing ideas, and he finished writing on a piece of paper.

This time, Wang Debao consciously entered the super-god state, and he was a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly got used to it...... Wang Debao found that once he focused his mental power on one thing, his spirit would automatically block all the movements around him, concentrate on it, and then his efficiency would be doubled.

The outline of more than 300 words is exactly one page, and Wang Debao writes it all for 30 minutes.

That is, there is no keyboard now, otherwise Wang Debao feels that he can finish his work in five minutes.

Unfortunately, the Chinese character typewriter in this year is designed to be very anti-human, and the current computer is still a DOS system, not only does there not have a Chinese version, but even the typing character software has not yet been invented.

Therefore, if you want to write and submit, you still have to write by hand in the past ten years...... Wang Debao didn't want to learn Wubi and natural code, he wanted to wait until the most down-to-earth pinyin input method was invented, and then use the computer to type.

After packing up the manuscript paper, Wang Debao looked at the time, it was 4:40 in the afternoon, and it was time to cook.

In the courtyard, Gu Ping'an, who had been a humanoid wooden stake all afternoon, saw Wang Debao roll up his sleeves and walk into the stove room, and suddenly seemed to come to life, like a little tail, and excitedly followed Wang Debao into the stove room.

Wang Yun was in her brother's room, holding an anthology of essays, scratching her ears and cheeks when she read it...... She didn't know a lot of words, so she went to Xue Nuo in a hurry.

Xue Nuo wanted to go to the stove and learn Wang Debao's cooking skills, she thought, so that Wang Debao would not have to waste precious time to cook for everyone in the future...... But she was dragged by Wang Yun, and she didn't have the courage to refuse, so she had to sit down angrily and read an essay selection to Wang Yun in a soft voice.

"Sister Nuno, are you angry?" Wang Yun noticed Xue Nuo's pouting and asked curiously.

"I didn't." Xue Nuo restrained his expression and continued to read the composition.

Wang Yun tilted his head and thought about it, then suddenly ran out and called Gu Ping'an: "The surname Gu, didn't you promise to play with us?" ”

Gu Ping'an's face was stunned, and he followed the direction of Wang Yun's finger and looked at the rubber bands paralyzed in the yard, under the big tree, and on the ground.

Gu Ping'an's expression suddenly collapsed, but after all, he promised Wang Yun, he is naturally a manly man, and he must not talk and count...... So he had no choice but to put the rubber band on his leg again with a helpless expression.

Wang Yun happily rushed into the house, picked up Xue Nuo and walked into the yard: "Sister Nuonuo, don't be angry, look, Xiao Gu is standing up, let's continue to jump the rubber band." ”

The corners of Xue Nuo's mouth twitched, and he almost didn't cry...... I've been dancing for three hours and I'm having cramps in my legs, okay? I really don't want to jump anymore, hey!

However, Wang Yun insisted that her Sister Nuo Nuo had not yet danced to the end, so she was angry, so she urged Xue Nuo to continue dancing the rubber band, and when she was done, she would read her composition.

Xue Nuo had a broken expression on his face and almost cried...... No, no, I'm not upset, I'm happy to death! I don't want to jump bands, I just miss composition, I love composition.