I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 3 Then I will lend you a good word. ? ? ?
"Gollum..."

In the end, it was the protest of the Wu Zang Temple, which made Ji Zhuo find something to do.

One button of the laptop, one touch of the phone.

Ji Zhuo went out and went downstairs to look for food.

He rented an old community.There are several old buildings in the community, but it is rare that they still have elevators.

Between several old buildings, there are some old trees with dense branches and leaves. Several trails in the community shuttle under the dense branches and leaves, which looks a bit quiet.

But there are many mosquitoes in summer.

Of course, when the summer comes, Ji Zhuo will definitely not live here anymore.

Orphaned, single, novelist.

You don't need to consider where your parents are, or where your girlfriend or wife is, but you need to consider commuting to work.
For the time being, I have no plans to buy a house, nor do I plan to fall in love.

In addition, the income was barely enough before I had no novels and hit the street,
Ji Zhuo also feeds himself and the whole family is not hungry. He has always lived in a comfortable place, and when he gets tired of living in one city, he will change to another city.
Anyway, now even deep mountains and old forests have Internet access.

The city I live in now is a tourist city called Fancheng.

The city is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and some beautiful scenes can be seen inside and outside the city.
The whole city is not big, but you can see a lot of city atmosphere.

Walking along the quiet path under the dense foliage of the community, from time to time, some old men and aunts are walking, talking about some homely gossip.

Looking at the quiet environment, Ji Zhuo enjoyed a moment of comfort,

Walk out of the gate of this community.

Outside the gate of the community, there is such a spacious street.
Vehicles are moving slowly, and from time to time two vehicles are driving in opposite directions, so it is inevitable to avoid congestion.

On both sides of the street, there are some snack restaurants.

There are those who buy Guokui pancakes and chive boxes on the street, and there are also those who sell stewed vegetables.

There are also open noodle restaurants with steam rising from the steamer at the door, and of course there are national chains of Braised Chicken Rice and Shaxian International.

"...a bowl of noodles, and a steamed bun."

"okay."

Walking into the noodle shop that he frequented recently, Ji Zhuo yelled, found a seat and sat down,

The boss in the back kitchen poked his head out, answered, and then came out of the back kitchen with a bowl for Bie De's customers, and talked to Ji Zhuo by the way,
"Why did you come here so late today? If it's later, I'll be closed."

The shop owner is a man in his forties, with a sweat towel on his shoulders and an oily apron on his clothes.

It was a cold day, and his sleeves were still rolled up, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"I'm waiting to code in the room. Today, I will write a little longer when my thoughts flow."

Ji Zhuo has been in this city called Fancheng for more than two months, and he had never been here more than two months ago.

Over the past two months, I also learned a little about the city.He often comes to this noodle restaurant during this time, and he has become acquainted with the boss,

I know he has a wife and a son.His wife is usually here to help, and his son is still young,

When Ji Zhuo came over for dinner, the boss's son would often be doing his homework on the next table.

But I didn't see it today.

"Sister-in-law, why aren't you here today?"

"She was tired of opening the shop with me sooner or later. I saw that there were not many customers tonight, so I asked her to take the child back first."

The shop owner responded with a smile, picked up the towel on his shoulders and wiped his sweat.

Ji Zhuo raised his hand and gave the shop owner a thumbs up.

The store owner just smiled.
"Sit down for a while. Your noodles will be served right away. I even left a cage for you with the steamed buns."

Greeting again, the shop owner went to lift the steaming steamer at the door of the shop, picked up a basket of steamed buns on a plate, put them on the table in front of Ji Zhuo, and walked into the kitchen.

After graduating from university and starting to write novels, Ji Zhuo lived in one city after another.

The experience of these years is that if you are willing to listen to a stranger, there is a high probability that the stranger will also show kindness to you.

Smiling, Ji Zhuo touched the chopsticks in the chopstick holder next to him, and started to eat the steaming steamed buns.
Appease the hungry protest, and at the same time look at the noodle restaurant.

It's already early eight o'clock, Fancheng is still a small city, it's almost past the time for dinner,
At this moment in this noodle restaurant, apart from Ji Zhuo, there is also a young man sitting on the other side, eating noodles while staring at the phone, swiping his fingers from time to time.

Are you reading a novel?

Ji Zhuo couldn't help looking at that person.

From the release of the first novel, I saw people outside reading novels with their mobile phones.

I can't help but want to go over and take a look to see if the novel that person is reading is written by myself.

In my mind, I met a passerby on the side of the road who was reading a novel, and then found out that I wrote it.

I went up to ask how the novel was, and passers-by said it was well written, but I said it was mediocre.
In the end, I told this passer-by that I wrote this novel by myself, and I have rehearsed countless times to complete a magnificent scene.

But it was never used again.

This time is no exception.

After glancing at the words on the screen of the passer-by's phone, he made sure it wasn't his novel.

Ji Zhuo decisively lost interest, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"The new book has been updated: ... Another chapter has been updated, and Nima has increased five favorites, who can bear it.

Half fluttering and fluttering: Damn, five bookmarks can be added in a short time after one chapter, so the collection won't take off in one day?

The honest young gentleman of this group: Damn, you can add five favorites in a short time after one chapter, this shit... +1
If the book is not popular, I will be popular: Fuck...+1"

That group of authors is still chatting, this group of really talented novel writers.

I'm afraid I can write novels very well.

Then Ji Zhuo silently clicked +1 and joined in.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: +1
Octopus smashing the keyboard: +1
New book update: vomiting blood [picture], I'm recommending it.After testing the waters in the afternoon, the collection has only increased by five.

Honest young man: Damn it, just test the waters and push it for a long time... Forget it, I can't blow it anymore, let's cut it.

Half flutter and flutter: cut it +1
Octopus: +1
Clumsy and extraordinary: +1"

Then Ji Zhuo silently clicked another +1.

This is not repeating, this is called conforming to the trend of history, and it is to become one with the broad masses of the people.

cough cough...

Ji Zhuo took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and sent another message to comfort the boss.

"Clumsy and uncommon: It's okay to open a bigger guy, and I'm also opening a slow-moving new book.

Half fluttering and fluttering: Damn it, you are a clumsy and extraordinary boss.Ah, I'm dead...

Octopus: Ah, I'm dead +1
The first flutter in this group: ah...+1"

Gan!
Repeating others, and being repeated are two different feelings.

But soon, the rereading was interrupted.

New book update: "Forget it. Uncommon boss, don't do slow books. You really can't go against the trend. Cover your face. jpg."

The rest of the author group didn't speak at this time. Ji Zhuo is quite familiar with this new book developer, so he can speak this kind of words.

For other unfamiliar people, this kind of words cannot be added.After all, it is the most taboo to speak lightly and profoundly.

Clumsy but uncommon: "That's a good word from you."

New book update: "???"

Half fluttering: "???+1"

Immediately afterwards, the author group began to read again,
Full screen of question marks.

However, Ji Zhuo, who got his wish and received the "beautiful" blessing,

With a smile on his face, he turned off his phone in satisfaction.

It seems that my judgment was not wrong.

Everyone thinks they can jump.

This is not more stable.

Ji Zhuo has already started to think about how to spend the 30 in the first month.

Change computer?

Change to another tourist city?
Then, Ji Zhuo happily ate the steamed buns contentedly,
While swiping the phone again.

Then cut to the writer's background.

"Huh? Is this past the trial?"

　The book has been signed.

　　If you want to invest, big guys, invest quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)