Just talk a few words
Originally, I thought this chapter was going to be a pigeon.,But it turned out to be finished.γγ
From the beginning of December to the beginning of January, I was very busy, and I didn't take a day off on that day of the week, which I used to save up for manuscripts, and then quickly consumed them, and the capital was miserable.
The annual meeting ended last night, and after that, there is basically nothing to go out, it is something that has dragged others for a long time and needs feedback, which can be solved online and by phone.
Because yesterday I wrote a chapter and a chapter was saved, I thought that today everything would be back to normal, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but I was so naΓ―ve.
My plan is like this, after the annual meeting and people have a supper, go back to sleep around 1 o'clock, get up half an hour early today, that is, at 8:30, go to the hotel cafeteria for breakfast, and then come back to think about the plot, code words, strive to write before 12 o'clock, or write most of it, then check out, have lunch, go to the high-speed rail station, go home, and use your mobile phone to make up or repair the rest on the way.
The successful realization of this plan is to check out, go to the high-speed rail station, go home, and have a late night snack, breakfast, and lunch.
Well, I ate supper until half past one, and it was almost two o'clock after washing and sleeping, and I thought that I could sleep for 6 and a half hours, but at 5 o'clock in the morning, the hotel suddenly gave me a wake-up call.
I woke up from a dream and almost had a heart attack.
Although I didn't speak English well, I could still hear that it was a wake-up service, and I wanted to curse at the time, but I couldn't help it, unplugged the bedside phone line, and went to sleep while I was still sleepy.
No, a minute later, when I was about to fall asleep, the phone rang again.
I realized that there was a phone on the other side of the desk, so I hurriedly ran over.
On the way over, the phone stopped, then rang again, and woke up the service for the third time. I was completely sober, pressed "0" and scolded back, turned around and picked up my mobile phone, and asked the group of writers at this annual meeting what happened.
Then, the group came to life, and many people came back to me, and they all received a call to wake up the service, and they were all going crazy.
Later, I found out that the hotel front desk confused the China Literature team with other teams, and that team had to get up early to leave or do activities, and then, the hotel made a phone call to the room of most of the writers of China Literature to wake up the service, between five and half past five in the morning.
I'm the kind of person who wakes up completely, it's hard to fall asleep, the quality of sleep is very poor, I tossed and turned in bed for more than 2 hours, I really can't sleep, I think of the code word, I got up before 8 o'clock, I slowed down for a while, I went to have breakfast below, and I came back and started thinking about the plot, but my mind was like pouring paste, and I had no idea at all.
I can't sleep like this, I can't think of staying up until more than 11 o'clock, only to recover a little, organize the plot, but only write 500 words, I have to check out and leave, I began to be sleepy on the way, sleep in the car, sleep on the high-speed rail, until I got home, I woke up, and it was too late to see the time, I subconsciously wanted to ask for leave, but I thought about it, anyway, I thought about it, I can try to write it, how much to write, as a result, the state is not bad, not only to write well, but also to revise the time, but also to write such a single chapter.
However,I guess I can't code the word tonight.,Now I'm a little sleepy.,So I don't have a manuscript.,Tomorrow there will be a change of words first.,Don't be surprised.,A few minutes late.,Don't be anxious.γ
Finally, a digression, the first time I competed for the monthly ticket list, it was the Arcane meeting, at that time it should be Obi Coconut, at that time people were young, impetuous, and said some strange things, and regretted it afterwards, and then, set a rule for myself, I sent a single chapter, only about myself, not about others.
I still did it most of the time, and I hope everyone will learn from me (laughs, whether it is said in this chapter or in the book review area, only talk about mysteries, don't talk about other people and other books.
Except, of course, I, Arcane, Martial Arts, Doom, Raven, and Horse Thief.
(End of chapter)