"Later, in order to take care of you, your mother discussed with me and stopped writing. She decided to be a full-time wife." Dad Wang was leaning on the sofa with a cigarette still in his mouth, but his eyes no longer had the same look as before. Instead of being decadent, it was a bit more happy to recall the good past.
Wang Ling thought about it carefully, and it seemed like it was the first time that he heard his father tell about the past events. Wang Ling also didn't expect that Wang's mother had actually written a novel before giving birth to him, and she seemed to be pretty good at it.
What's the name of the novel
Wang Ling couldn't help but asked through a message, he was very curious.
Father Wang held his chin and thought for a while: "At that time, your mother had a pen name called A Man Yiding Ding, and she wrote a light novel about romance and cultivation, "Xia Ji Ban Xian", which was published at that time."
Wang Ling: "..."
"After it was published, the publisher found that the book sold surprisingly well, but many readers sent letters to complain about the pen name. So after that, your mother decided to change a new pen name before starting to write the next book. However, At that time, your mother even wrote the outline, but she refused to tell me her pen name... It is said to be a novel about the world of self-cultivation, and I was looking forward to it for a long time."
While he was talking, Dad Wang crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and couldn't help but smile: "I'll probably ask Xiao Ming about this now, maybe he will know."
Wang Ling: "???"
Dad Wang: "Do you know about time capsules? Before your mother decided to close the door, she sealed all the outlines she wrote in the capsule and gave them to Xiao Ming. The paper your mother used to write the manuscripts at that time was very rough. Xiao Ming said that this method should be used Sealing can ensure that the paper will not be damaged. I estimate that when I got those outlines and drafts, Xiao Ming had probably read them."
Hearing this, Wang Ling couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. It would be fine if it were someone else, but if it were Wang Ming... it was indeed possible for him to do such a thing. Moreover, Wang Ming himself is actually a lover of novels. Even though he cannot practice cultivation, he will often imitate the plots in cultivation novels and do crazy things.
Wang Ling's curiosity aroused again. Wang Ming would come over later anyway, so he could just take him upstairs and ask. Moreover, Wang Ling himself was also very curious about what Wang Ma's unreleased work was like.
While he was thinking about it, Wang Ling heard the door opening of the villa. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw Lie Mengmeng pushing the door open and entering very skillfully. The door of the Wang family's villa has a fingerprint lock, and as Father Wang's exclusive editor, Father Wang entered Lie Mengmeng's fingerprint into it about two weeks ago.
Today, Father Wang has not updated at this time, so Wang Ling probably knows that Lie Mengmeng is probably here to urge the update.
Speaking of ordinary small website authors, they simply don’t enjoy this kind of treatment when the editor in charge comes to remind them of updates.
"Hi! Wang Ling! You're at home!" Lie Mengmeng grinned and said hello to Wang Ling. Then his face immediately turned cloudy, and he stared at Dad Wang helplessly: "I said Brother Wang... what are you doing? Haven't updated it today? Didn't you save a lot of manuscripts before?"
After taking a long sip of coffee, Dad Wang replied: "Well, I've finished it..."
Lie Mengmeng's mouth twitched: "I remember that there should be two hundred thousand manuscripts in reserve."
Dad Wang: "Well, they're all used up..."
Lie Mengmeng: "..."
Dad Wang sighed: "Recently, a rich reader came and offered a reward of 10,000 yuan for one more chapter. I couldn't hold it back, so I gave it all away."
Lie Mengmeng covered her face: "Brother Wang, you have to control yourself! Premature ejaculation is a bad behavior!"
Dad Wang and Wang Ling: "..."
Lie Mengmeng: "Go upstairs, I will help you sort out the plot behind it."
Father Wang shook his head: "This time it's not about the plot, it's about a new character appearing in the novel, but I don't know how to express it better. It's best to find someone to act. I've prepared all the props."
"New character?" Lie Mengmeng held his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Then let's follow the old rules. I'll show you the show. What style?"
Dad Wang: "A gothic dark maid loli."
Lie Mengmeng smiled: "It's just women's clothing, I don't care, it's not the first time."
Wang Ling: "..."
Dad Wang: "I want wax dripping!"
“…”
Dad Wang: "I hope to see the most authentic reaction! Only in this way will readers feel it is real!"
Tears welled up in Lie Mengmeng's eyes: "Come on, I'm ready to sacrifice for the organization!"
Wang Ling: "..."
So... what exactly is PLAY
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Wang Ming arrived early in the afternoon, before the old man and Wang Ma came back from shopping for groceries. When Wang Ling opened the door, he saw Wang Ming standing at the door with a melancholy look on his face, with Zhai Yin following behind him.
The reason why Zhai Yin was turned away last time was because Wang Ma and the old man happened to be cooking in the house at that time, so it was fine if they didn't see him. However, at this time, Wang Ma and the old man have not come back yet. Wang Ling was thinking It didn't seem right to let Zhai Yin stand alone at the door, so he let the person in reluctantly.
To be precise, this was the second time Wang Ling and Zhai Yin faced each other.
In a sense, Wang Ming felt that Wang Ling and Zhai Yin were quite similar. They were both paralyzed on the face and paralyzed on the other. However, the difference is that Wang Ling's facial paralysis is completely natural and pollution-free, while Zhai Yin's facial paralysis is probably acquired after seeing through countless separations in life and death.
After Zhai Yin took Wang Ming back last time, he secretly began to investigate Wang Ling's affairs, but unfortunately, all he found was a bunch of mosaics.
This time, Wang Ling let people in directly, naturally he had his own considerations. As soon as Wang Ming stepped in with his front foot, Wang Ling's back foot gave Zhai Yin a look.
This gaze directly froze Zhai Yin in place...
Even though Zhai Yin was well-informed, he was so frightened by this aura that was deeply rooted in people's hearts that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt a great pressure coming from deep within his soul.
Obviously, this is a warning.
Wang Ming pulled Wang Ling behind him and stared at Zhai Yin: "I don't care if you follow me outside, but this is my brother's home, just like my own home. If you dare to act recklessly, I will ask Dean Qi to evacuate about you."
Zhai Yin's eyes were a little deep: "You can try it."
Wang Ming crossed his arms and sighed. He had forgotten that this guy was soft or hard!
Then Wang Ming simply stretched out his hand and dragged Zhai Yin to the sofa in the living room: "Sit down! It's up to you whether you want to watch TV or meditate..."
After saying that, Wang Ming suddenly smiled secretly and looked at Zhai Yin: "Don't move here, I'll get you an orange!"
Wang Ling: "..."
"?" Before Zhai Yin could react, the two brothers had already quickly gone upstairs.
(End of chapter)