Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 421 I want to write a novel!
Most of the top floors of buildings in the old town are public terraces.

Because there is no elevator, people seldom run to the top of the building except to hang clothes and quilts on the top of the building.

As for the small building where Chen Mo's family lived, they lived on the fourth floor. The residents on the second and third floors had already moved to the urban area, and the residents on the first floor were elderly.

So the terrace here has completely become the territory of Chen Mo and the others.

Growing flowers, exercising, eating, playing...

……

With the help of the dim yellow light bulb hanging on the balcony, I looked at the little girl standing on the stairs, lying behind the brick flowerpot, um... she changed her clothes, but she still had the same face!
Qiao Shan almost peed!

You are haunted!

"hiss……"

Standing up with some toothache, he waved to the little girl. With a constipated expression on his face, Qiao Shan pondered for a while, and quickly thought of something, and asked, "The granny who lives on the first floor..."

"It's my grandma!" Li En said happily.

Qiao Shan: "..."

……

Introduced Chen Mo and Mao Shiba to each other, and told about what happened today, then looked at the little girl, hesitated for a moment, and said politely:

"Would you like to sit down and eat something?"

"No, no, no!"

No matter how cheerful Li En's personality is, it is impossible for him to have sex with the three big men he just met at night. He still has the reserve and safety awareness he should have, so he quickly waved his hand and refused, explaining: "I just saw someone go upstairs , very much like you, uncle, so come here to confirm, I didn't expect such a coincidence!"

"It's really a coincidence..." Qiao Shan said with emotion.

If it hadn't been confirmed that this is an ordinary world, I would have wondered if you were some kind of demon!

But after thinking about it, he also figured it out.

The police station in the old town was not far from here, and Li En was stolen from the location of the canvas bag by three hands. If she is not a tourist, she must be living nearby.

It's just that she never expected that the other party was the granddaughter of the grandma on the first floor.

……

After exchanging pleasantries, Li En said sensiblely, "Uncle, then I'll go back."

He has a good attitude towards Qiao Shan because the other party helped her retrieve the stolen bag, which saved her a lot of trouble. In addition, Qiao Shan's chubby appearance, although not good-looking, is not aggressive.

All in all, all in all,

is a good man!

Qiao Shan could naturally see what Li En was thinking. He didn't believe that he could make the little girl fall in love with him at first sight with such a cheap face.

That's not self-confidence anymore, it's inflated narcissism.

"Okay, let's go back..."

Qiao Shan waved his hands casually, sat down again, and watched the little girl climb down the stairs, her ponytail swaying slightly, and soon disappeared.

……

……

"Damn it! Did you really change your name?!"

As soon as the little girl left, Chen Mo's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment, "As for it? We just don't call you nicknames in the future!"

He doesn't care about little girls,

On the contrary, there was a great reaction to Qiao Shan going to the police station to change his name.

Qiao Shan blinked, said hi, leaned back on the chair, picked up a bunch of charcoal-grilled enoki mushrooms that were burnt yellow and glowing with oil, waved his hands indifferently and said: "It has nothing to do with it...uh, it has something to do with it, but Mainly not this."

"Think about it, Zhu Fei! Pigs fly! How can pigs fly!"

"Only swallows can fly!"

Mao Shiba was thoughtful, nodded and said, "Yes! Pigs can only push cabbages!"

Qiao Shan:? ? ?
Looking at the thin and cute Mao Shiba with a smile on his face, Qiao Shan opened his mouth in a critical blow: "How much did you pay Xiao Ming?"

Mao Shiba: "..."

Gan!The kebab in your hand is no longer fragrant in an instant!
"How many times have you been bombed this month?" Qiao Shan continued to pierce his heart.

Mao Shiba picked up the beer bottle and drank heavily, then collapsed on the back chair, looking up at the sky absentmindedly.

Qiao Shan turned to look at Chen Mo again.

Chen Mo hurriedly picked up the skewers, and said, "Don't stand still! The skewers are getting cold! Eat, eat!"

……

The moon is dim and the stars are sparse.

Night breeze.

The city is gradually falling asleep, and the skewers on the terrace table have been wiped out, creating a messy scene.

A dozen beer bottles were stacked crookedly at the feet of the three of them.

"Money is a bastard!"

"I just like bastards!"

"I would also like!"

"Pig head! Let me tell you, if you own the entire restaurant, I will broadcast an advertisement for you, so that everyone in the city will come over, and I will keep you making money!"

"No no! Broadcasting doesn't work, you should set up a gourmet account, and now short videos are popular!"

Qiao Shan was exercising his body on the terrace to keep his body in a high aerobic state. Hearing this, he glanced sideways at the two blocking drunken guys, and said angrily:

"I am a man of culture!"

Damn it!
Does a fat head and big ears have to be a cook?
In the last world, he has opened a small restaurant for a hundred years, but this time he will not do it!

……

"Cultural people! Yes...hehe! We are all cultural people!"

Chen Mo seemed to have thought of something funny, and said to Mao Shiba who was lying on the table beside him, "When I was in college, pig head...uh, Brother Fei wanted to buy a better electric fan, but he didn't have enough money. He even wrote a novel for "The King of Stories"!"

"Bah, bah, bah! I'm used to shouting! A slip of the tongue!"

Chen Mo looked at Qiao Shan drunkenly, and said with a chuckle, "You think so?"

Qiao Shan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flickered suddenly: "A novel?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Thinking that Qiao Shan was pretending to be stupid, Chen Mo smiled and continued to explain to Mao Shiba: "I still remember the content of the novel! The content is... yes... the boys' dormitory is too dirty Dirty, it caused the rats to mutate and killed a dormitory person!"

Mao Shiba asked curiously, "The novel has been published?"

"No! It was sent back!"

When Chen Mo talked about this, he was overjoyed: "Later, he changed it again and changed the content to say that the boys' dormitory was too dirty, which caused the mice to mutate and killed the counselor who came to check the sanitation."

"Is it possible to pass the manuscript in this way?"

Mao Shiba was shocked!
"Of course it was sent back!"

Chen Mo laughed loudly: "Ah Fei was so angry, so he stayed up all night, changed it all night, doubled the length, and changed it to the boys' dormitory. It was too dirty, which caused the mouse to mutate and bit one of the students. The student became an adult after graduation. Became the editor of "Story King", although he was a virgin, he died of syphilis! Hahahaha!"

Mao Shiba immediately regarded Qiao Shan as a heavenly being!

"What happened later! What happened later!" Mao Shiba asked.

"Later, the manuscript was not returned, and the editor of "The King of Stories" personally wrote back to him, with a very sincere tone, asking where he was, and saying that he would kill him!"

Chen Mo wiped away tears with a smile.

The once beautiful years seem to be getting closer in the narration.

Qiao Shan thought about it, and then laughed.

"I'm going to write a novel!" he said.

……

In 2016, online writing is booming. Since I can’t find a good job for the time being, let’s try writing.

There is no need to copy real-world web themes.

Just write the story of the original world!
One thought, one hundred thoughts, he even thought of a name for this meeting, it is called "Original World"!
Choose a primitive savage boy with a high level of intelligence as the protagonist, listen to his perspective, and describe the various scenery of his original world.

Fantasy creatures, hundreds of feet of ancient trees, giant mountains, and the sea!
Mystery, unknown, exploration!
……

Thinking of this, Qiao Shan stopped exercising.

After returning to the room with two drunken guys, he turned on his laptop, logged in to the website, registered an account, and knocked.

Outside the window, the moon sets and the sun rises.

Another new day.

(End of this chapter)