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Chapter 63

Zhou Mo buried his head at the table.

He writes hard and fast.

To bring this story to a final conclusion.

Write this.

That's three days.

During these three days, he completely locked himself up.

Get up every morning, have breakfast, wash up, put on crisp clothes, walk to the study, pick up a pen and start writing. sometimes.

At noon, he would finish his day's writing and come out of his study to have a meal.

But most of the time.

He won't even eat lunch.

Every time, the chef prepares lunch according to the butler's instructions and puts it at the door of the study.

By the afternoon.

Lunch still remained untouched.

Obviously, Zhou Mo forgot to eat again

……

Talk about it.

Zhou Mo himself was puzzled.

He didn't understand why he could remember the contents of these books.

To know.

These books often contain 100,000 words.

There are books ranging from three hundred thousand, five hundred thousand, and even one million words long. not to mention.

He had seen it at most two or three times in his previous life, and it was simply unrealistic to remember it.

But I don’t know why, every time he writes a book, he can’t help but be immersed in the world of creation.

Every character in the book is so vivid, and every story in the book seems to be flashing before his eyes.

Then just pick up the pen.

Word after word will appear on the paper.

So I wrote and wrote.

Just forget the time.

Three days passed by.

Three days later.

Zhou Mo put down the pen in his hand.

He looked at the pile of papers in front of him, and there was a smile on his face. he once wrote

"In that era, there were too many poor people. They suffered too many blows and devastation, but they still struggled to survive." he once wrote

"Many ordinary people do all the ordinary things in the world around ordinary things. Only the ordinary you and the ordinary me can take a closer look at this ordinary world." he once wrote

"Fate is always not what people want, but it is often through countless pains, contradictions and hardships that people mature."

Back and forth, after a year, he finally wrote a complete story on these thousands of sheets of white paper. This is his favorite book. It is his favorite story. Now, this story It will bloom its light in this world

……

Zhou Mo stood up. open the door.

Stepped out.

It was already dark outside and everyone was preparing for dinner.

After seeing Zhou Mo's energetic face.

The housekeeper Lao Wang was the first to react and said:"Congratulations, young master."

Others also reacted and said in unison:"Congratulations, young master!"

Zhou Mo was very happy, waved his hand and said:"Okay, sit down. Let's eat together today."

The maids were stunned for a moment.

They are all professionally trained people, and etiquette is engraved in their bones.

It is absolutely forbidden for master and servant to sit together at the same table. therefore.

A maid shook her head repeatedly and said,"No, no, no, Master, this is against the rules.""

"sit! Zhou

Mo didn't care about this at all, and said:"You are all new here. Maybe you don't know many things. Let Lao Wang tell you. I am happy today. Let's sit down and eat together. By the way, go Notify the kitchen to cook a few more dishes today"

"OK Lao Wang responded and nodded to the maids.

The maids sat down.

This meal was very lively.

There are a total of twenty seats at the long table at home.

Zhou Mo is the only one who sits there on weekdays. But the seats were full today.

Well, it felt really good.

At this time, the butler stood up first, raised his glass, and said,"Let us congratulate the young master for completing another work!""

"Congratulations, young master!"

Everyone stood up together.

Zhou Mo nodded with a smile and said,"Thank you, thank you all, for eating today!"

Then.

Zhou Mo looked at the chef on the side and said,"Old Li, go and take out those two bottles of Romanée-Conti. Let's celebrate today."

"Okay, young master."

The chef nodded slightly.

Several new maids looked at Zhou Mo with curious faces. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

They have been studying royal etiquette in the UK in order to serve high-end people..

But I didn’t expect to meet such a kind, warm, and handsome master!

It’s no wonder that the previous servant cried so much when he left.

…

The next day.

Capital Literature Conference Room.

Everyone looked sad.

The editor-in-chief sighed and said:"The National Literature Competition has begun. What works can we come up with this year? Can we...can we continue to win the championship?"

After hearing this.

All the editors shook their heads.

Don't know how to answer. four years ago.

A book"Alive" came out and was directly published in Capital Literature, allowing Capital Literature to win the national gold medal.

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Now, the four-year period has passed.

It is simply impossible to win the title again.

Seeing the sad faces of the editors, the editor-in-chief sighed helplessly and said:"It's been almost four years. In these four years, no book has surpassed"Alive"."

One editor said helplessly:"Beyond"Alive"? It is estimated that we will never see such a work in my lifetime. Zhou Mo became a god in one book and then withdrew from the literary world. This time, Magic City Literature will definitely win. We... There is no work that can compete with Even though the editor’s words sound sad, they are extremely realistic.

The editor sighed.

When he was about to say something. suddenly!

The door of the conference room was pushed open forcefully!

Immediately afterwards.

A young man ran in and said excitedly:"Editor-in-chief, editor-in-chief, we, we seem to be able to do it!"

"ah?"

Seeing the irritable young man in front of them, everyone else also looked puzzled.

The editor-in-chief said seriously:"Young man, don't be impatient. You should handle everything calmly. Don't panic when you encounter anything. You are so anxious. , it won’t be of any benefit to your life!"

Others also echoed:"That's right, adults, what matters is stability. Whatever you do, you must maintain inner stability. Xiao Li, do you understand?"

Facing the teachings of several elders, the young man also looked enlightened, then nodded vigorously and said,"I understand, teachers."

"Yeah!

The editor-in-chief was very satisfied and said:"Okay, let's talk about it, what happened?" The young man coughed twice and said,"I want to say that Zhou Mo has written a new book!""

"What?!"

Shua!

Suddenly!

All the old men here stand up!

"Me your mother?"

"What did you say?"

"Zhou Mo?"

"Is it the Zhou Mo who wrote"Alive"?"

"Damn it!"

"Is it really him?"

"Has he published a book?"

"New book? What is your name?"