I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 153 Ideas for the Next Book
"...I feel that these two chapters are a bit interesting."

"...That's right, there are only two more chapters, feeding the fish..."

I was full of expectations before watching it, and when I watched it, I was so excited that I wished I could keep moving.
After reading it... I can't finish it, I only hate that the author is too short.

These two chapters reveal some stories about the protagonist,
It also probably makes people understand why both the judge and the land master call the protagonist a nobleman,

At the same time, it also reveals a corner of the description of the underworld in the book.

Ye Linhan only thought it was very interesting.
I feel full of words and want to say something, and finally get it in my hand,

The words from the comments are,
"Author, update quickly! The donkeys of the production team are so idle!"

Hmm...Reminder is the greatest recognition of an author's book,

Of course... the author of the dog is also too slow to update!

"...Brother, how about reading novels?"

At this time, the owner of the noodle shop finished cooking the noodles and came out with the noodle bowl.

"Ah."

Ye Linghan responded,

"Here, the noodles you want... What kind of novel is this? Is it good?"

The owner of the noodle shop probably saw Ye Linhan's excitement just now,

I also read novels, so I couldn't help asking.

"...Well, it's pretty well written...it's pretty good-looking."

In Ye Linhan's mind, he promised the author of the dog, not to disclose, not to publicize,

I couldn't help but hesitate when I answered.

"... Hey, then I'll read it some other day. These novels are quite interesting."

The owner of the noodle shop said with a smile that he had seen the title of the novel "Night Tour in Fengdu City" just now.

The owner of the noodle shop put it down and went back to the back kitchen to pack up his things.
Ye Linghan paused, and while eating noodles, flipped through some comments in the book review area,
I promised the dog author not to leak, not to publicize, it is not very good to give too much praise,
But you can read other people's comments... Seeing that other people also like this book, I feel a sense of identity inexplicably.

"The eternal god of 'Big Brother 123' is no better than the author of the dog? But the only problem is that he is as short as the author of the dog?"

"Hey, I'm just wondering, there are two chapters a day everywhere, can this also have something to do with the dog author?"

"...but it's so well written that there are only a few chapters a day..."

"It seems to be the same... Dear author, can you discuss two more chapters?"

……

"One more ball, you still think my grades are not good enough..."

"Hey……"

Ji Zhuo was eating barbecue at a street stall,

It's late at night, and it's not such a lively street,
Apart from Ji Zhuo and the owner of the barbecue stand, there were only two people waiting for the barbecue to be taken away.

Ji Zhuo sat alone at a dining table, twirling skewers, looking at the comments in the comment area, and then sighed,

It's all like this now, and it will be even more uncomfortable to retreat next week.

"Hey……"

Thinking about it, Ji Zhuo sighed again.

"Hey, young man, why are you sighing so much. The more you sigh, the more frustrated you will be."

There was a voice from the side, Ji Zhuo looked back, only to find that it was the owner of the barbecue stall,

It turned out that the person who was waiting to pack the barbecue at the stall had already picked it up and left.

The stall owner and Ji Zhuo were the only ones left at the stall.

Hearing Ji Zhuo sigh, the stall owner smiled and chatted with Ji Zhuo.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man, wearing a single shirt with long sleeves rolled up on his upper body, and a pair of dirty black trousers on his lower body.
Wearing a half-drawn mask, showing a nose, sweating, and short haircut,

I didn't notice it before, but now I look at it, and I can still see some gray mixed with the black hair on the stall owner's head.

"...Are you having trouble at work?"

The stall owner wiped the table next to the barbecue stall, and came out from behind the grill with a rag,

Wipe the foldable dining tables next to them,

"That's it."

"Hey, the difficulties at work are small things, you know."

"This life is one step at a time, no matter how difficult it is, he will get over it."

Ji Zhuo listened to this and looked at the stall owner.

Based on his life experience, he would take the initiative to talk to a stranger and say these things,

Either he is an idler, or the words of comfort are not for others, but for himself.

"You are like me. Two daughters, one daughter is in high school and the other is in college. They are all in need of money. Hey, my mother has cancer and lives in the hospital."

"On weekdays, my wife and I go out of the stall together. As a result, when we went out of the stall yesterday, my wife sprained her ankle when going down the stairs. Just like that, the ankle was broken."

"At that time, my daughter-in-law and I couldn't laugh or cry, and we were still out of the stall. This is great."

The stall owner was really smiling when he said this.
When life gives you too many hardships, you really can't laugh or cry, you can't even cry.

"However, what a big deal it can be. If a person dies in the sky, he will not die for thousands of years. I didn't come out today dragging my stall."

"Why are you sighing? Tell me, the more you sigh, the more our ambition will be extinguished."

The stall owner wiped the table next to him, paused, and then smiled at Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo said to the stall owner,

After a pause, he finally gave a thumbs up to the stall owner.

The stall owner saw it and grinned.

"...Brother, can I follow you here, and I will leave after you close the stall? Let me see you open the stall."

Ji Zhuo paused, looked at the stall owner again, and said something like this,

"What's the matter, young man, are you making a video? Do you want to make a night stand video?"

The stall owner asked with a smile.

"That's not true, but it's about the same. Big brother, you just think I'm curious about this night stand, and want to see what's on the night stand in the middle of the night."

"That's fine, then you see, anyway, the visitors are all customers, and these are all seats, you can sit wherever you want."

The stall owner smiled and didn't mind asking more.

Ji Zhuo sat down at the booth here,

I didn't rush to leave, and didn't ask the stall owner any more, just watched from the stall.

It's just that the stall owner's sudden words aroused some thoughts in Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo is sitting here, looking for some material for his next book after "Night Tour in Fengdu City".

At the booth, there are people coming and going from time to time,

When there is no one around, the stall owner also sits at Ji Zhuo's table and chats with Ji Zhuo.

"...Little brother, why did you sigh just now? I haven't asked yet?"

"Compared with your affairs, big brother, my affairs are trivial."

"You can't say that. It's not a big deal here. I can still make money here. When my two daughters graduate, I will be relaxed. It's much harder than mine. Why don't we live as usual?" .”

I don't know if he is being forced to be optimistic, or if he is just so optimistic. The stall owner has a lot of things to do but rarely frowns.

"...The day before, my niece called me and told me that she didn't read anymore. I was so fucking angry that I almost scolded her... Hey, I still didn't give up in the end."

"Come... little brother, I invite you for this skewer... Hey, don't, you don't need to pay, you don't know, it's not easy to have someone to talk to at night, a few skewers should be enough."

The stall owner was talking to Ji Zhuo,
Eyes a little hazy, and did not drink,

It's just that if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk.

Until the sky is almost bright,

The stall owner just closed the stall, and Ji Zhuo also sat in the stall here until it was almost dawn,
Helping the stall owner close the stall, Ji Zhuo left,
I just settled last night's barbecue money, and didn't give any other money.
Charity is really an insult to such a person,

I just left a phone number, I will be free another day, and we will talk when we meet.

And Ji Zhuo,
I seem to have some ideas for the next new book.

This night tour of Fengdu City is not over yet...

(End of this chapter)