I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 242 Seeing the Stars

"Buzz, buzz..."

"Damn, there are so many classes arranged by the school!"

Professor Kalts is afraid that he will be immersed in the stories in the book and forget to attend class.

Deliberately set the alarm clock every time you have to go to class,

But now that the alarm clock rang, people felt a little annoyed,
I don't usually feel that, but now I am anxious to read the book, but I feel that the courses are a bit too much.

"Hey...damn..."

"Just wait here baby, I'll be back soon."

Look at the time again,

Professor Kalts sighed, patted the cover of the book lightly, and put the "Epic of Empire" down,

Only then reluctantly went out of the house, and left in a hurry.

……

On the other side, Xi Yuan also failed to see the "Imperial Epic" in his hand.

"Gollum..."

"Gollum..."

"Xi Yuan, why don't we go have dinner?"

The hungry Wu Zang Temple reminded me several times,

Xi Yuan could bear it, but his roommate couldn't help it anymore, and suggested aloud.

"Perhaps we can take the book to the cafeteria?"

"If you don't mind stuffing chips up your nose."

The roommate said something like this, but I was a little moved first.

The two looked at each other, and both picked up the "Imperial Epic" in their hands.

"Damn it, why can't the food in the cafeteria be delivered?"

The two were talking, and took the "Epic of the Empire" to the cafeteria.

……

"call……"

Magic City, the study in the house.

The setting sun outside the study has already disappeared,

Night took over from day, and it was already dark now.

Ji Zhuo, who was writing the Chinese version of "Imperial Epic" in front of the computer, finally couldn't bear it after the delivery man knocked on the door.

It felt like the acid in his stomach was churning to remind him that it was time to eat.
Looking at the Chinese version of "The Epic of the Empire" that has almost been written in the computer coding software,

Ji Zhuo let out a long breath, got up and went to open the door to get takeaway.

"30 per second: come, date, meal?

Clumsy and uncommon: I've already eaten it, let's talk about it next time. "

After eating a few dishes from the takeaway point, Ji Zhuo took out his mobile phone that had been kept by the side all afternoon,
Simply replied to the next few messages that need to be replied.

Then open the non-ink fiction writer's background and look at the comments after the first chapter of "Star Dream" was updated today.

"...Sure enough, I'm a fool. I actually believed the dog author's nonsense, saying that this is a healing story. You wrote Yan Xingguo to death in the healing story?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooovy

"The story was so sweet at the beginning, and now the story is so savage. It turns out that the stars can still be artificial satellites. It turns out that Honghong entrusts such longings. The dream of stars is really a dream of stars."

"Every Chinese has a star dream..."

It is said that Ji Zhuo wrote Yan Xingguo to death, but Ji Zhuo disagrees.

This matter of birth, old age, sickness and death can be blamed on him, Yan Xingguo either died in an accident, or died of old age.

The basis of the story in the first chapter is that Hong Hong accompanied such an old man through the last part of her life.

It's not that he deliberately wants to knife readers.

"...I feel relieved seeing you scolding the dog author. In fact, although it feels a bit knife-like, it's not that uncomfortable. On the contrary, I feel a little comforted.

Yan Xingguo is a stubborn old man. Even when someone from the organization calls him, the first thing he asks is if there is anything that needs him.He even felt that he was old and useless, so resources should not be spent on him, but we all know that Yan Xingguo, an old man, has made greater contributions in his life than most.

However, according to Yan Xingguo's stubborn old man's character, if Hong Hong hadn't appeared, he would have walked very lonely in the last part of the journey.

But does he like being alone?In fact, it is also written sideways in the book that Yan Xingguo also likes to be lively and is afraid of being deserted. Like most old people, he will also take out a photo of his late wife and look at it carefully. too quiet.

And it was Hong Hong's appearance that avoided the stubborn old man's final loneliness.

Thinking of this, I feel a little relieved, especially Honghong's identity, such a star, accompanying the old man, resolving his loneliness, and accompanying him through the last journey, I think it is very good.

In the end, I thought that this stubborn old man would not feel particularly uncomfortable when he left while listening to Dongfanghong's music and accompanied by the star Honghong. "

Seeing this long comment, Ji Zhuo nodded,
If it wasn't for the first sentence, then he would be more satisfied.

"A Dream of the Stars" has always been a story of healing, what the hell is wrong with him.

Ji Zhuo gave a thumbs up to this long comment.

Scroll down a few more comments,
The next few comments are basically about the end of the first chapter of "Star Dream",
Some talked about the stories in the book, some extended from the stories in the book to reality,
Hmm... There are also those who cried and scolded the author of the dog.

After reading a few more, Ji Zhuo slipped away.

"Hiccup..."

The meal was almost full, Ji Zhuo burped while drinking soda.

……

"...Dad, did you say that Hong Hong went back?"

"Perhaps it was because of old comrade Yan Xingguo that he appeared?"

Fancheng, in the noodle restaurant.

The owner of the noodle shop and the boy, one big and one small, also watched today's update of "Star Dream" together,

The boy was silent for a while, and asked aloud.

The owner of the noodle shop paused and replied like this.

"...Honghong seems to be still in the sky, right? Do you think there will be a day where we can bring her back?"

"Maybe it's not bad to let her be in the sky, accompany her latecomers, let her replace the former person, and look at her latecomers?"

"The stars belong to the starry sky after all."

"Going to the starry sky doesn't hinder going back to my hometown. Maybe I can let her come back for a while, and then send her back."

"That depends on how hard you work when you grow up. Your father is a noodle shop owner, but he has no such skills."

"Ok!"

The owner of the noodle shop and the boy were talking in the kitchen,
Chatting and chatting, the topic has already left the novel.

In the end the boy nodded, as if he had made up his mind that he would bring "Honghong" back one day.

But compared to before, the two secretly hid in the noodle shop to read novels,
At this moment, apart from the father and two, the wife of the owner of the noodle shop is also there at the moment,

The noodle shop owner's wife is outside the kitchen at the moment, the noodle shop is closed now, and there are no customers,
I found a place and read the novel with my mobile phone in my hand.

I've finished watching it now, and I couldn't help turning my head and smiling when I heard what the two father and son said in the back kitchen.

He raised his head again and looked at the sky outside the noodle shop.

……

"Uncle Yu?"

"How about I approve some clothes for you?"

"no need."

"Uncle Yu... are you..."

"Looking at the stars."

Yucheng.After reading the end of the first chapter of today's "Star Dream",
The old man was silent for a while, then got up and stood on the edge of the balcony.

Blowing the evening wind.

Although I couldn't see it in front of my eyes, I was still facing the night outside the window.

Hearing the question from the nurse next to him, the old man responded with a smile,
It's like seeing the stars.

"Well... the sky is really clear tonight, and you can see a lot of stars."

The nurse also raised his head and looked out the window.
It is indeed clear tonight, the moon and the stars are dotted on the night.

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Just standing on the edge of the balcony, facing the night outside the window.

He couldn't see it, but he knew that the night outside the window was dotted with stars.

have no idea,
When I am getting old, will there be such a star to accompany me through the last days?

The old man couldn't help thinking this way.

(End of this chapter)