Chapter 17

When Lu Yang grew up in the countryside, cooking and washing are not a problem.

When I was young, my parents would work in the fields every time I was busy with farming. They were so busy that they had no time to cook. At that time every year, Lu Yang would be responsible for washing and cooking at home. Therefore, at the age of nine, Lu Yang began to learn to cook and wash clothes.

Learning to do housework so early is unimaginable for children in the city.

But Lu Yang has long been used to these things.

In the evening, Lu Yang fried two dishes and one soup in his rented house to fill his stomach.

A fried shredded pork with celery, a mushroom and green vegetables, and the soup is tomato soup.

Simple, but it tastes good and sells fairly well.

If Lu Yang is good at anything besides writing novels, he probably has to cook.

After 29 years of being single, Lu Yang has been used to cooking since childhood. Lu Yang's skills have long been practiced. The cooked dishes are OK in color, flavor and shape.

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After dinner, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then took a bath. By the way, I washed my clothes and hung them on the balcony. It was almost 8 p.m.

After renting a house and having a computer, Lu Yang naturally doesn't have to write in the No. 3 teaching building of the school this evening.

Take a cup of Huangshan Maofeng. When the computer starts up, Lu Yang habitually lights a cigarette and holds it in his mouth. With the sound of silence by Polish female singer Ania Dabrowska in the computer speaker, Lu Yang's mind calms down a little bit amid the smoke of the cigarette.

The requirements for mood in writing novels are very similar to the internal skill cultivation in martial arts novels. Both of them need to be realistic. The mind can calm down, because only when the mind calms down and the distractions in the heart are eliminated can the mind be in the most clear state.

Only in the most clear state, whether cultivating internal skills or writing novels, can we achieve the best effect.

Lu Yang is not a genius. He doesn't have the talent to sink his mind anytime and anywhere. He needs the help of music and cigarettes, and sometimes tea.

In other words, most people who seriously write novels need these things to help themselves.

This is also one of the reasons why most novel writers are smokers.

Soon, when a cigarette was half smoked, Lu Yang's mind had completely calmed down. In his mind about what to write tonight, he immediately opened the word document on his notebook. Then, he put his hands on the keyboard, like a pianist playing the piano at will, and his fingers crackled on the keyboard without passing through his brain, With his hands flying like butterflies, in the snow-white document area, lines of text jumped on it, much faster than before.

This is the ultimate state when Lu Yang writes novels.

Before rebirth, after ten years of codeword career, when Lu Yang typed, his hand speed was almost the same as that of his brain.

Three thousand words an hour without blowing at all.

Three thousand words an hour is not the top speed in the circle of online writers. According to Lu Yang, there are several * * great God writers, seven or eight thousand or even tens of thousands of words an hour.

That's the speed that ordinary people need to look up to all their life.

But at 3000 an hour, it definitely doesn't belong to the disabled party.

Lu Yang used to hear that some disabled people couldn't type a thousand words an hour.

In the past, Lu Yang would smile every time he heard of such a crippled party. Because in the first few years of writing novels, Lu Yang was also one of the disabled hands.

I still remember when I first started typing with a computer, Lu Yang was still a computer Xiaobai.

Even after the computer crashes, it won't restart the computer.

When typing, the lights of Internet cafes are turned on. My eyes are looking for and pressing letter by letter on the keyboard. I don't even dare to knock hard.

At that time, Lu Yang could only type 200 words an hour. At that time, Lu Yang needed to input 10000 words into the computer for several nights.

However, today is different from the past.

Today, Lu Yang's typing speed has been practiced.

At 3000 per hour, not to mention in 2003, even in 2013, it can surpass most people.

That night, because there was no need to write by hand, Lu Yang typed out two chapters before 10 o'clock, a total of more than 6400 words.

Look, there are more than two hours before 12 o'clock. Lu Yang wants to write another chapter, but there are no cigarettes in the cigarette box on the computer desk.

This made Lu Yang feel that he was missing something. He frowned several times and couldn't sink his mind.

It seems that when he wrote the novel, he had become dependent on cigarettes.

With a helpless wry smile, Lu Yang breathed out and no longer forced himself. He reached out to operate on the keyboard for a few times, entered the web page of the starting point Chinese network, and then landed in the background of the author. He saw that the collection of "doomsday wasteland" had increased by 3, and the number of collections had been 4.

It's so bitter!

Seeing that there were only four collections, Lu Yang wanted to smile bitterly.

Before his rebirth, although he did not belong to any great God, a new book was uploaded to the website. How can there be two or three hundred collections a day? But now one day has passed, there are only four pitiful ones. It's almost home.

New people are always so hard.

When he opened the website of doomsday wasteland, Lu Yang was slightly gratified that the number of hits had increased by more than 30, and there had been 44.

The number of recommended tickets has also increased by 12, and there are already 14 recommended tickets.

In addition to three or four more advertising posts in the book review area, there are finally two readers' book reviews.

One is the golden paste of soy sauce: support!

Just these two words.

Another one is a little better: it's a little interesting, but the number of words is too few. Continue to pay attention and come on!

With a soft smile, Lu Yang turned off the computer music, picked up his wallet and went downstairs to buy cigarettes.

There are several small supermarkets at the door of the community. After Lu Yang bought a box of cigarettes, he hesitated and walked to the school.

Anyway, it's almost eleven o'clock at this time. There are not many manuscripts to write back. Lu Yang suddenly wants to go to No. 3 teaching building to see if Cao Xue has returned to the dormitory.

According to Lu Yang's observation of Cao Xue these days, Cao Xue will go to No. 3 teaching building to read books alone most nights.

Sometimes in the classroom on the first floor, sometimes on the second floor. I seldom go above the second floor. I don't go back until more than 11 o'clock every night.

Half an hour later, Lu Yang found Cao Xue reading in a classroom on the first floor.

Lu Yang noticed the number on the door of the classroom. 102. It was the classroom where Lu Yang accidentally found Cao Xue in No. 3 teaching building for the first time.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Yang stood out of the window of classroom 102 Where the light could not shine. After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yang entered the classroom through the back door and sat down in the seat he sat last time.

This time Lu Yang didn't hide himself. There was no book in front of the desk. He didn't hide his eyes. He leaned against his seat with half a cigarette and half narrowed his eyes at Cao Xue's back reading quietly.

Lu Yang even hoped that Cao Xue would look back and see that he was watching her.

Yes, Lu Yang has decided to gradually enter Cao Xue's life.