The film and television city starts from the courtyard
Chapter 1786 Daytime of Barley
The next day, early in the morning.
After Xu Hongdou got up and had breakfast, she was a little bored, thinking that Zhao Shucheng said that she could find something to do for herself, and there happened to be a kitten in the yard, so she sat on a chair and made a cat teaser.
Damai went out this rare morning and saw Xu Hongdou making cat teasers. He came over curiously and asked, "Can you make cat teasers?"
"I also just learned from the Internet, a bit ugly!"
After Xu Hongdou finished speaking, he saw Damai looking at the cat teaser curiously, so he handed it to Damai.
Damai said, "Can you?"
"Of course!"
While the two were teasing the kitten, Aunt Agui was on the phone while preparing to go out.
When they saw Xu Hongdou and the others, they came over and were about to say something. They looked at Damai and didn't know what to call them for a while.
Xu Hongdou said: "Barley! '
"Balley, you've been here for a month, and we've only met twice, right?"
Damai nodded, but did not speak.
Aunt Agui said, "You don't have anything to do today? Do you want to make flower cakes with me?"
"The one with the rose in it?"
"Yes, there are also breast fans, none of you have heard of them."
Xu Hongdou was immediately interested. After all, Zhao Shucheng said that he could learn to make some local specialties here. He originally planned to learn embroidery, so it's better to learn how to make flower cakes first.
"You guys go, I won't go." Damai was a little sensitive, and he didn't like contact with people, so he declined.
But Aunt Agui said enthusiastically: "Look at you little girl, after you come here, you hide in your room every day without seeing anyone. Look at your face, you don't have any complexion at all. You have to go out for a walk."
As he said that, he went out with Xu Hongdou and Damai to Aunt Baoping's house.
Ma Qiushan, who was meditating in the yard, saw that the three of them had left, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "It's considered clean!"
If it was just Xu Hongdou and Damai teasing cats in the yard, it wouldn't be considered noisy, but Aunt Agui was too enthusiastic and talkative, which made Ma Qiushan a little overwhelmed.
When Zhao Shucheng came back from the outside, he didn't think too much when he saw that Xu Hongdou was not in the yard. He directly took a book to the recliner and read it comfortably.
Ma Qiushan meditated for a while, but didn't hear Zhao Shucheng's movement. He looked back at Zhao Shucheng, who was lying leisurely on the reclining chair, and then looked at the reclining chair he had just made. It seemed that he could sit on it, so he didn't meditate at all. I came to the balcony directly, and after drinking a pot of tea, I lay down comfortably.
Zhao Shucheng glanced at Maqiu Mountain, but didn't say much. The two of them just drank tea and read quietly without disturbing each other.
Xu Hongdou and Damai followed Aunt Agui to Aunt Baoping's house, and the two followed them to learn how to make flower cakes and milk fans.
Xu Hongdou is interested in flower cakes, but Damai has a soft spot for milk fans, so they learn separately.
Xu Hongdou followed Aunt Agui to make flower cakes, and asked curiously, "Aunt Agui, is there any special festival for making flower cakes?"
"No, Aunt Bao Ping's son Xia Xia is going to Shanghai to visit his friends. Aunt Bao Ping wants to make some flower cakes from her hometown and ask him to bring them to friends. Our son and daughter-in-law have been together for a long time. I haven’t come back, so I have to make more and send them. Actually, I also know that these things can be bought outside, but there is always a taste of hometown when I make it myself.”
Xu Hongdou nodded, and then followed Aunt Agui to learn how to do it.
The process of making delicious food is very healing. Xu Hongdou and Barley also have a sense of accomplishment when they taste the delicious food they made by themselves.
"Aunt Baoping, the few I made, can you give them to me when they are done?"
Hearing what Damai said, Aunt Bao Ping said with a smile: "No problem, after I dry it, pack it up and take it back for your parents to taste."
"Thank you, Aunt Baoping."
"Aunt Baoping, we are eating and taking things here, and we can't help you with anything."
"I'm glad you came."
Xu Hongdou returned to the windy courtyard with the flower cake and milk fan that Aunt Bao Ping asked her to bring, and saw Maqiu Mountain who was reading a book and resting with his eyes closed.
"Zhao Shucheng, Master Ma, I made flower cakes, do you want to try them?"
Zhao Shucheng put down the book and said, "Of course!It happened that I was going to make a pot of tea again, and we ate flower cakes while drinking tea. '
"it is good!"
When Zhao Shucheng began to taste the flower cake, Xu Hongdou asked nervously, "How is it?"
"It's not bad, but maybe because of the oven, or the lack of time, the outer skin is not crispy enough. Overall, it's not bad."
Hearing what Zhao Shucheng said, Xu Hongdou felt relieved. After all, he made it by himself. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if Zhao Shucheng said it was delicious?
Damai saw three people sitting on the deck chairs, and for a moment didn't know whether he should go over or go back to the room.
Zhao Shucheng looked at Damai and said, "By the way, Damai, I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen you much during the day. You can't shut yourself in the room to write during the day, right?"
"No, I code words online and rest during the day, so you can't see me."
The girl Damai is actually very interesting. The family conditions are not bad, and the level of writing novels should be sufficient.
After all, Barley didn’t come here to travel. There is no big expense every day except food and drink, and the prices here are not bad. In addition, Barley doesn’t go out to eat very much. He basically cooks and eats by himself, so it’s miscellaneous every month. The rent is about 5000 yuan.And Damai’s parents don’t support their daughter’s writing novels, so there’s a high probability that they won’t give Damai a lot of money, or even directly cut off the family’s financial assistance, but Damai can still live in the windy courtyard. It must be the income from writing novels. Meet her life needs.
However, it is actually not a good habit to write novels day and night upside down.It will even affect your health because you stay up late more often.
"Balley, why do you like to write at night, but not during the day?"
"You all know that I write online novels. In fact, it is very difficult to control my work and rest time. Sometimes I don't have much inspiration after sitting for a whole day, but I have to update at night, so I can only write something in a hurry. So It's getting later and later, and it's getting harder and harder to write things later on, even without inspiration during the day and silence at night, on the contrary, I can create better..."
Xu Hongdou suddenly asked curiously: "Damai, speaking of it, we only know that you are a writer, but we don't know which novels you have written and where you can read them."
When Damai heard a shock, he said, "I'm just an unknown little author, and my writing is not good. I don't want to lose my horse."
"Fall off the horse?"
"It's just losing the vest. The author in the online novel circle may have several pseudonyms, that is, several vests."
Xu Hongdou nodded and said, "That's right, but for you writers, shouldn't you hope that your works will be seen by more and more people, and the more readers the better?" '
Damai shook his head and said, "Well, that's different."
Seeing that Damai stopped talking, Xu Hongdou couldn't help but look at Zhao Shucheng.
Zhao Shucheng said: "Actually Damai is right. Although writers hope that their works will be seen by more people and have more readers, that is because readers on the Internet can only see text, whether they like it or not. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, they’re just on the other side of the network, aiming at the text itself, which is more pure. But it’s different if you know people, if you write well, they may not say anything. But if your writing is a little bit bad, you may say yes in person, and you will talk about what you wrote behind your back. Even if the content in it is a little sensitive, you will come out and say what this person thinks."
Damai nodded when he heard it, indicating that he meant it.
Xu Hongdou said: "That's it, then I won't ask, maybe I have read your novel." '
Zhao Shucheng said: "But Damai, I think you should adjust your work and rest time. If you can't write during the day, it's not necessarily because you don't have inspiration, but because you have framed it yourself. You may want to say that there are thousands of plots in your mind. , I can’t always unfold it well, I’m in a dilemma, and I don’t know how to describe the kind of thrilling and magnificent narrative you want. So I hesitated, deleted, deleted, and changed, but in the end I found that I didn’t write anything , I had to hold back some hastily sent out at night..."
Hearing what Zhao Shucheng said, Damai nodded again and again, feeling that Zhao Shucheng really spoke from his heart.
"How do you know, do you also write web articles?"
Zhao Shucheng said with a smile: "No, I just read a lot of novels, so I understand a little bit."
Damai said: "I am in this state now, and I don't know if I am really suitable for writing novels."
Zhao Shucheng said with a smile: "Whether it is suitable or not, no one can guarantee it. After all, words are simple and complicated. There is no threshold for writing, but it is not easy to do well. Thousands of people write novels on the Internet. But there are not many people who can become great writers. Of course, if you want to make a living, you need a certain ability, otherwise you will not make money if you write. Since you can support yourself, you even insist on writing. At least the writing skills are still qualified.”
"It's just that you haven't found your own direction and a path that suits you, so that you can achieve results. For example, if you want to make money, you can write whatever you want. After all, according to your writing skills, it is not easy to earn a living. Difficult. But if you want to become popular, it is a bit difficult. If you want to write a popular work, it is not something you can do by following the trend. If you just love this industry and really like writing, then I think it’s okay Mentality, just try to be yourself. After all, there is a saying that is good, you just work hard and leave the rest to God.” (End of this chapter)
After Xu Hongdou got up and had breakfast, she was a little bored, thinking that Zhao Shucheng said that she could find something to do for herself, and there happened to be a kitten in the yard, so she sat on a chair and made a cat teaser.
Damai went out this rare morning and saw Xu Hongdou making cat teasers. He came over curiously and asked, "Can you make cat teasers?"
"I also just learned from the Internet, a bit ugly!"
After Xu Hongdou finished speaking, he saw Damai looking at the cat teaser curiously, so he handed it to Damai.
Damai said, "Can you?"
"Of course!"
While the two were teasing the kitten, Aunt Agui was on the phone while preparing to go out.
When they saw Xu Hongdou and the others, they came over and were about to say something. They looked at Damai and didn't know what to call them for a while.
Xu Hongdou said: "Barley! '
"Balley, you've been here for a month, and we've only met twice, right?"
Damai nodded, but did not speak.
Aunt Agui said, "You don't have anything to do today? Do you want to make flower cakes with me?"
"The one with the rose in it?"
"Yes, there are also breast fans, none of you have heard of them."
Xu Hongdou was immediately interested. After all, Zhao Shucheng said that he could learn to make some local specialties here. He originally planned to learn embroidery, so it's better to learn how to make flower cakes first.
"You guys go, I won't go." Damai was a little sensitive, and he didn't like contact with people, so he declined.
But Aunt Agui said enthusiastically: "Look at you little girl, after you come here, you hide in your room every day without seeing anyone. Look at your face, you don't have any complexion at all. You have to go out for a walk."
As he said that, he went out with Xu Hongdou and Damai to Aunt Baoping's house.
Ma Qiushan, who was meditating in the yard, saw that the three of them had left, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "It's considered clean!"
If it was just Xu Hongdou and Damai teasing cats in the yard, it wouldn't be considered noisy, but Aunt Agui was too enthusiastic and talkative, which made Ma Qiushan a little overwhelmed.
When Zhao Shucheng came back from the outside, he didn't think too much when he saw that Xu Hongdou was not in the yard. He directly took a book to the recliner and read it comfortably.
Ma Qiushan meditated for a while, but didn't hear Zhao Shucheng's movement. He looked back at Zhao Shucheng, who was lying leisurely on the reclining chair, and then looked at the reclining chair he had just made. It seemed that he could sit on it, so he didn't meditate at all. I came to the balcony directly, and after drinking a pot of tea, I lay down comfortably.
Zhao Shucheng glanced at Maqiu Mountain, but didn't say much. The two of them just drank tea and read quietly without disturbing each other.
Xu Hongdou and Damai followed Aunt Agui to Aunt Baoping's house, and the two followed them to learn how to make flower cakes and milk fans.
Xu Hongdou is interested in flower cakes, but Damai has a soft spot for milk fans, so they learn separately.
Xu Hongdou followed Aunt Agui to make flower cakes, and asked curiously, "Aunt Agui, is there any special festival for making flower cakes?"
"No, Aunt Bao Ping's son Xia Xia is going to Shanghai to visit his friends. Aunt Bao Ping wants to make some flower cakes from her hometown and ask him to bring them to friends. Our son and daughter-in-law have been together for a long time. I haven’t come back, so I have to make more and send them. Actually, I also know that these things can be bought outside, but there is always a taste of hometown when I make it myself.”
Xu Hongdou nodded, and then followed Aunt Agui to learn how to do it.
The process of making delicious food is very healing. Xu Hongdou and Barley also have a sense of accomplishment when they taste the delicious food they made by themselves.
"Aunt Baoping, the few I made, can you give them to me when they are done?"
Hearing what Damai said, Aunt Bao Ping said with a smile: "No problem, after I dry it, pack it up and take it back for your parents to taste."
"Thank you, Aunt Baoping."
"Aunt Baoping, we are eating and taking things here, and we can't help you with anything."
"I'm glad you came."
Xu Hongdou returned to the windy courtyard with the flower cake and milk fan that Aunt Bao Ping asked her to bring, and saw Maqiu Mountain who was reading a book and resting with his eyes closed.
"Zhao Shucheng, Master Ma, I made flower cakes, do you want to try them?"
Zhao Shucheng put down the book and said, "Of course!It happened that I was going to make a pot of tea again, and we ate flower cakes while drinking tea. '
"it is good!"
When Zhao Shucheng began to taste the flower cake, Xu Hongdou asked nervously, "How is it?"
"It's not bad, but maybe because of the oven, or the lack of time, the outer skin is not crispy enough. Overall, it's not bad."
Hearing what Zhao Shucheng said, Xu Hongdou felt relieved. After all, he made it by himself. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if Zhao Shucheng said it was delicious?
Damai saw three people sitting on the deck chairs, and for a moment didn't know whether he should go over or go back to the room.
Zhao Shucheng looked at Damai and said, "By the way, Damai, I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen you much during the day. You can't shut yourself in the room to write during the day, right?"
"No, I code words online and rest during the day, so you can't see me."
The girl Damai is actually very interesting. The family conditions are not bad, and the level of writing novels should be sufficient.
After all, Barley didn’t come here to travel. There is no big expense every day except food and drink, and the prices here are not bad. In addition, Barley doesn’t go out to eat very much. He basically cooks and eats by himself, so it’s miscellaneous every month. The rent is about 5000 yuan.And Damai’s parents don’t support their daughter’s writing novels, so there’s a high probability that they won’t give Damai a lot of money, or even directly cut off the family’s financial assistance, but Damai can still live in the windy courtyard. It must be the income from writing novels. Meet her life needs.
However, it is actually not a good habit to write novels day and night upside down.It will even affect your health because you stay up late more often.
"Balley, why do you like to write at night, but not during the day?"
"You all know that I write online novels. In fact, it is very difficult to control my work and rest time. Sometimes I don't have much inspiration after sitting for a whole day, but I have to update at night, so I can only write something in a hurry. So It's getting later and later, and it's getting harder and harder to write things later on, even without inspiration during the day and silence at night, on the contrary, I can create better..."
Xu Hongdou suddenly asked curiously: "Damai, speaking of it, we only know that you are a writer, but we don't know which novels you have written and where you can read them."
When Damai heard a shock, he said, "I'm just an unknown little author, and my writing is not good. I don't want to lose my horse."
"Fall off the horse?"
"It's just losing the vest. The author in the online novel circle may have several pseudonyms, that is, several vests."
Xu Hongdou nodded and said, "That's right, but for you writers, shouldn't you hope that your works will be seen by more and more people, and the more readers the better?" '
Damai shook his head and said, "Well, that's different."
Seeing that Damai stopped talking, Xu Hongdou couldn't help but look at Zhao Shucheng.
Zhao Shucheng said: "Actually Damai is right. Although writers hope that their works will be seen by more people and have more readers, that is because readers on the Internet can only see text, whether they like it or not. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, they’re just on the other side of the network, aiming at the text itself, which is more pure. But it’s different if you know people, if you write well, they may not say anything. But if your writing is a little bit bad, you may say yes in person, and you will talk about what you wrote behind your back. Even if the content in it is a little sensitive, you will come out and say what this person thinks."
Damai nodded when he heard it, indicating that he meant it.
Xu Hongdou said: "That's it, then I won't ask, maybe I have read your novel." '
Zhao Shucheng said: "But Damai, I think you should adjust your work and rest time. If you can't write during the day, it's not necessarily because you don't have inspiration, but because you have framed it yourself. You may want to say that there are thousands of plots in your mind. , I can’t always unfold it well, I’m in a dilemma, and I don’t know how to describe the kind of thrilling and magnificent narrative you want. So I hesitated, deleted, deleted, and changed, but in the end I found that I didn’t write anything , I had to hold back some hastily sent out at night..."
Hearing what Zhao Shucheng said, Damai nodded again and again, feeling that Zhao Shucheng really spoke from his heart.
"How do you know, do you also write web articles?"
Zhao Shucheng said with a smile: "No, I just read a lot of novels, so I understand a little bit."
Damai said: "I am in this state now, and I don't know if I am really suitable for writing novels."
Zhao Shucheng said with a smile: "Whether it is suitable or not, no one can guarantee it. After all, words are simple and complicated. There is no threshold for writing, but it is not easy to do well. Thousands of people write novels on the Internet. But there are not many people who can become great writers. Of course, if you want to make a living, you need a certain ability, otherwise you will not make money if you write. Since you can support yourself, you even insist on writing. At least the writing skills are still qualified.”
"It's just that you haven't found your own direction and a path that suits you, so that you can achieve results. For example, if you want to make money, you can write whatever you want. After all, according to your writing skills, it is not easy to earn a living. Difficult. But if you want to become popular, it is a bit difficult. If you want to write a popular work, it is not something you can do by following the trend. If you just love this industry and really like writing, then I think it’s okay Mentality, just try to be yourself. After all, there is a saying that is good, you just work hard and leave the rest to God.” (End of this chapter)
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