Chapter 426

In the face of Xia Yu's doubts, Wen Ziying replied: "it's too heavy. The winner of the morning prize is a master of anti Utopian modern literature. I'm just an ordinary literary girl!"

"Are you ready to seal it?" Xia Yu asked.

"I'm going to have a press conference tomorrow!" Wen Ziying answered firmly.

"No regrets?" Xia Yu asked again. It's better to ask clearly than to regret for a while.

"If I had left before, I might have been a little sorry. Now that I've got all the morning prizes, what else do I regret?" Wen Ziying asked.

"When you've made up your mind, I'll introduce you to the job." Xia Yu promised.

"Good." Wen Ziying promised to come down, "quickly throw away the manuscript paper, we play games!"

Pick up the manuscript paper in front of her, Xia Yu threw them into the garbage can, picked up Wen Ziying's notebook and opened the game.

Playing to the morning, Xia Yu returned to his body.

Wen Ziying stood up and stretched.

Although she stayed up all night, she didn't feel tired.

Opening the cupboard, she took out all the papers inside.

Among them, she wrote the beginning of the novel, prose poetry and so on.

Will these papers out, wenziying found a carton, put them in. She opened a locked drawer, took out all the original novels so far, and threw them into the cardboard box.

Holding the carton, she came to the yard.

"Miss." Nanny wants to help, but wenziying refuses.

Put the carton down, Wen Ziying and the nanny asked for a lighter and lit the manuscript paper.

The flame burned the air, and the black ashes floated upward and rose into the air, disappearing.

The ashes of wenziying's heart slowly disperse and melt.

When her father was still alive, she liked to write story essays, because it would please her mother. But when her father died, everything changed.

Although Wen Ziying will still see a happy smile when she hands over the written things to her mother, she knows that her mother is not happy for her, but happy to have a manuscript published.

After a period of time like this, she had no passion and inspiration for her creation at all, but then her mother oppressed her.

Writing has changed from a happy thing to a sparse and ordinary thing, and then to something accompanied by pain.

Until now, the midnight dream back, Wen Ziying still feel the fear for that year's situation.

She wrote a lot of prose and poetry, but she did not dare to submit any, because she wrote these when she was a child. When she did not contribute, her mother would press her on a small table to let her reflect.

This deliberately avoided, Wen Ziying thought that she had forgotten the things when she was a child, and thought that she had regained her enthusiasm for writing.

However, half a year ago, because of the adaptation of "white bird", because of a book that was not written well, she was censured on the Internet, blocked at the door of her home, and accused in her letter, which made Wen Ziying feel that fear again. Her passion for writing makes her hard to seek a new experience, not to write a better story, but to be free from blame.

She hated the job, the tearful manuscript paper, the pen held in the red palm, the low table that needed to be bent down, and the sound around her.

"Madame." The nanny's voice wakes Wen Ziying.

Looking at the door, Wen Ziying meets her mother Bian Guping.

Bian Guping stood at the threshold, staring at the burning manuscript.

"Watch my mom." Wen Ziying said to the nanny.

She stepped back to her room and took out the morning prize trophy.

She put the cup into Bian Guping's arms: "this is for you, what you always want."

Without seeing Bian Guping's reaction, Wen Ziying walks out of the house. She takes out her bicycle from the garage and runs on the village road, venting her emotions. Bobo's Novels www.boboxs.com

At noon, the emotional catharsis is almost, Wen Ziying returned home.

Passing the door of Bian Guping's house, she looked inside. Bian Guping did not stare at the chrysanthemums in the yard today, but at the trophy of the morning prize.

Wen Ziying can't remember how crazy her mother was. Her only memory is the scattered scraps of paper all over the ground. The torn pieces are her favorite prose writing chrysanthemum.

Looking back, she went to the kitchen, took some food to satisfy her hunger, and went back to the bedroom.

First, I called the publishing house and said the decision, and Wen Ziying made a post on the forum.

After that, she lost her mobile phone and she relaxed completely.

Stop writing novels. What can I do next? She thought.

In the days before, she was either writing a novel or conceiving a novel, playing games occasionally to paralyze herself, and nothing else.

Now there is no need to write novels. Life is more than half empty.Looking for a while in the heart, Wen Ziying found an interesting thing.

What the hell is that guy who calls himself the emissary?

At this time, the double emissary Xia Yu is looking at Wen Ziying's post just made.

Xia Yu's first reaction is exclamation: really sealed ah.

Then he thought of his mission.

Introduce Wen Ziying to work in Yu's family. The task of guiding Wen Ziying's life should be completed. The star fragments will be available immediately.

He smiles.

"Happy what?" Xu Youxiang handed the potato chips to him.

"One thing is finally coming to an end." Xia Yu opens her mouth and bites off the potato chips. At the same time, she bites Xu Youxiang's finger.

After eating Xu Youxiang's potato chips on the left, an siyao on the right handed over apple slices.

Put the apple slice in Xia Yu's mouth, an siyao immediately takes back her hand, afraid of Xia Yu biting her.

But she could not escape her fingers and face.

Hu Lianglu, who is opposite to three people, looks at Xia Yu with cold eyes.

"What's done?" Xu Youxiang asked again.

Xia Yu thought about it for a moment and replied, "a game account."

The game account is a dark word, both an siyao and Xu Youxiang know.

"Another woman?" As soon as Xu Youxiang's hand is collected, Xia Yu is bitten empty.

"No, I'm glad I can get something. It's magic, but I don't know what it is." Xia Yu and two people said.

"What is it? I'll buy it for you." An siyao tries to please Xia Yu with money.

"It's not ordinary. If you can see it, I'll show you when I get it."

After being intimate with them for a while, Xia Yu comes to Xu Youxiang's body. He has to start working. The research on the drug for frostbite has not been completed.

In the afternoon, during the break time, Xia Yu generously used Xu Youxiang's body to read Xu Youxiang's seal.

"You still have an affair with Xuemei!" Xu Youxiang snorted, but couldn't help asking curiously, "what you said was to help her quit the literary circle?"

"Well." Xia Yu nodded, "I'm going to introduce her to Yu Ningmeng to do translation work. Don't worry, I won't show up."

Xia Yu thought that after the introduction, the star fragments would probably be available.