The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 264, the finale (please subscribe!)

  31st, the last day of May.

  The morning sun is like fire, the rain is pouring down at noon, and the sunset shines a rainbow in the evening.

   God changes his face three times a day, and everyone is played with flowers.

  After breakfast at 6 o'clock, Zhang Xuan said to Du Shuangling: "I didn't take the initiative to leave the study today, don't come in to disturb me, and I won't see anyone who comes."

  Du Shuangling knows that today is an important day, and today is the day when the new book of the sweetheart ends.

   So she valued it very much, hugged him and said softly, "I'm not going anywhere today, I'm just guarding in the living room."

   Zhang Xuan gently helped her with her hair, and then resolutely walked into the study.

   As soon as the door is closed, the pen, the ink bottle, and the book are spread out in one go. . .

  Drinking a sip of hot tea, Zhang Xuanduan sat on a chair and began to meditate with his eyes closed, going through the "hidden" novel in his mind.

   Go through the storyline from beginning to end, clarifying the plot and character relationships chapter by chapter and volume by volume.

   At this moment, all the characters in the whole book are like dense tributaries. After being straightened out, they slowly converge into a river, which merges into a river, rushing towards the sea.

   About 30 minutes later, Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, pressed the book with his left hand, and began to write quickly.

   Start writing the finale.

   After an hour, he wrote 890 words.

   After two hours, I wrote 1800 words.

   Three years later, I wrote 2800 words.

  Four hours…

  Five hours…

  Six hours…

  …

   Eight hours later, the book has been filled with 8483 words.

   Zhang Xuan put down his pen and took a deep breath.

   got up and opened the door.

   Hearing the door slam, Du Shuangling on the sofa stood up suddenly, looking at him earnestly and caringly.

   Cherry's small mouth wriggled, but she didn't dare to speak.

   Seeing Du Shuangling's huge reaction, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, who had been with her since noon, also slowly stood up.

   The eyes of the two women stayed on Du Shuangling for a second, and then fell on Zhang Xuan.

   The three of them stood in the living room with the finished font, staring at Zhang Xuan motionlessly.

   After Zhang Xuan exited the study door, his face was calm and expressionless.

   Now my bladder is bursting a little and I have to go to the small toilet first.

   He felt that the room was too quiet and that he had too much stock, so he was afraid that the loud zizi would startle the three women outside.

   So Zhang Xuan began to sing, while singing "Waiting for a thousand years", while making a waterfall...

  The room that was originally dead and silent, and the environment that was originally very serious, suddenly came out with a strange song, and it was an episode of the legend of the new white lady.

This this…

   Du Shuangling, Wen Hui, and Zou Qingzhu looked at each other, one is the other, are they all confused?

   Great writer, what kind of trouble are you making?

   Scared someone to death the moment you go out, and now you are locked in the toilet and singing?

   Rows of question marks passed through the three girls' minds.

   There was too much juice, it was suspected that the pleasure of the Milky Way falling for nine days made him feel a little high.

  Damn it, it turns out that a small toilet can be so comfortable?

  I really feel guilty for those who like to spend money indiscriminately, 300 is not much but it is money, it is better to hold back your urine and be happy.

   The zipper was closed, and he washed his hands. When Zhang Xuan came out of the bathroom, he only felt hungry.

very hungry!

  The singing stopped and people came out. Du Shuangling thought about coming over to help with the meals.

   Zhang Xuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't come here, ignore me, don't talk to me..."

  Du Shuangling stopped in the middle of the road with her hands tangled in her stomach, pouting and staring at him pitifully.

   Zhang Xuan didn't care about her expression at all, he came to the table, lifted the lid, picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat a few mouthfuls of food.

   Then he took a sip of water and ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables.

   In the end, in order to maintain blood circulation, I was afraid that eating too much would cause sleepiness, so I dared not eat too much.

   After about ten mouthfuls of dishes, Zhang Xuan put down his chopsticks and returned to the study without a word of thought, without even glancing at the three girls.

   never glanced at them.

  Close the door, wipe your hands and mouth with a tissue.

   Sit down and look at the manuscript.

   He is glad that the state is still there, and the inspiration is still there.

   Pick up the pen and continue writing.

   I was just doing addition before, now I'm doing subtraction.

   After an hour, the finale was reduced to 7,300 words.

   After two hours, it became 6700 words.

  …

   Four hours later, it became more than 5,100 characters.

   After five hours, the number of words increased again, and it became more than 5,400 words.

   After six hours, it fell back to more than 5,200 characters.

   In this way, Zhang Xuan did not officially put down his pen until eight hours later.

   And the number of words in the finale finally stopped at more than 5500 words.

  Whoo~~!

   At this moment, Zhang Xuan suddenly stood up and stretched his long lazy waist.

   Grandma is a bear! The body is very tired, but the spirit is very excited.

   Finished!

  The "License" novel, which has been in the works for almost a year, has been finished today, and today is the finale. Why are you not excited?

   After going over the manuscript again, Zhang Xuan, who was completely relaxed, suddenly felt his head dizzy, his whole body was weak, and he almost lost his footing.

   He was so frightened that he quickly put down the manuscript and walked out of the study.

   came to the sofa and sat down, and said to the three women miserably:

   "I'm so hungry! I want to eat! I'm fainting from hunger..."

   Hearing this, the three girls who were watching the silent TV with all their attention turned their heads to look at him.

  Du Shuangling, "..."

  Wen Hui, "..."

  Zou Qingzhu, "..."

  Du Shuangling was the first to react and said distressedly, "I'll go help you warm up the dishes."

   Zhang Xuan raised his head and muttered, "I want to eat farmhouse fried pork, and also want to eat cucumber preserved egg soup, can you make it?"

After    finished speaking, Zhang Xuan turned his eyes towards Zou Qingzhu and Wen Hui.

  Du Shuangling also looked at the two with help-seeking eyes.

  Zou Qingzhu covered his mouth and smiled, got up and said, "I'll come."

   Seeing Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu go to the kitchen together, Wen Hui also wanted to get up and follow, but after seeing Zhang Xuan's gaze, she didn't move again.

  From start to finish…

   From foot to head again…

After    looked at her with an open and honest sight twice, Zhang Xuan weakly reminded:

   "Wen Hui, you said that a person is about to faint from hunger. What should I eat first?"

   Being looked back and forth by him without hesitation, Wen Hui has been enduring and enduring with her ears watching her nose and her heart watching her heart.

   But hearing this, Wen Hui couldn't help breaking her defenses, her small mouth pouted, her red lips slightly parted.

   After hesitating for three seconds, Wen Hui got up, took his cup, scooped three tablespoons of white sugar into it, then filled it with boiling water, and finally placed the overflowing cup of boiled sugar water in front of Zhang Xuan.

   Zhang Xuan looked at the white sugar granules at the bottom of the cup and complained, "Just do it to the end if you are a good person. Help me stir it."

  Wen Hui put the spoon in the cup, pure black and white with small edges on the left and right, indicating that he would do it himself.

   Zhang Xuan looked into her eyes and said, "I am now a patient."

  Wen Hui sat back in her place, disliked him: "I'm not your girlfriend, nor your servant."

   Zhang Xuan, "But we are..."

   Before he could finish speaking, Wen Hui quickly interrupted: "I called Shuangling..."

   Zhang Xuan, "..."

  I really don't want to move, I feel like people are almost paralyzed. I really didn't expect people to feel this way when they are hungry for a day.

  Niang Xipi, I haven't been hungry for a long time, I almost forgot this feeling.

   sighed, and when it came, I stirred a few spoonfuls of soup reluctantly.

   Zhang Xuan picked up the cup, drank half of the cup in one breath, then slowly drank half of it.

  Empty and deflated stomach was fed liquid food, and the person suddenly gained strength and felt alive again.

  Wen Hui glanced at the remaining white sugar granules at the bottom of the cup and asked, "Have you finished your new writing?"

   Zhang Xuan put his legs on the coffee table and closed his eyes to recuperate: "I'm done."

  Wenhui's eyes swam over his legs, then looked at the TV again, and asked, "Looking at your appearance, you should be very satisfied with your writing."

   Zhang Xuan replied: "It's okay."

  Wenhui asked again after the meeting, "When will the physical book be released?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at her at this time, and answered nonsense: "I said Wen Hui, everyone came out, and the TV is tuned, so we don't have to chat so awkwardly."

  Wen Hui stopped talking, did not adjust the TV sound, and continued to watch the silent one.

   Zhang Xuan stared at her intently and said, "Why don't you go to the kitchen to help."

   "Okay." Wen Hui responded, but she didn't move at all when she said that she was a good person, and continued to watch silent TV.

   Zhang Xuan gave her a death stare for three seconds, then closed his eyes and ignored her, otherwise he would have to be **** off.

  Zou Qingzhu's cooking skills are still good. Zhang Xuan drinks soup to warm his stomach first, and then eats.

   "Slow down, eat slowly, don't eat too fast when you're hungry, these are all yours, no one will rob you..."

   I can't see him eating so fast, Du Shuangling caressed his back with his hands and nagged worriedly.

   "Yeah." Zhang Xuan slowed down a bit, but he unconsciously became faster when he was eating.

   This meal was a comfortable meal. He drank three bowls in one breath, and the old man took a shower and fell asleep.

  Zou Qingzhu watched the master bedroom closed, and said to Wen Hui, "Our master is asleep, and there is still a young lady missing from our family. Spring nights are worth a thousand dollars. We won't disturb Madam, let's hurry up and leave."

  Wenhui smiled brightly, her eyes stayed on Du Shuangling for a few seconds, she said "Good night Madam", then took Zou Qingzhu's arm and left, and went up to the third floor.

  Du Shuangling was angry, and she was depressed in her heart, but she couldn't refute it.

  I have allergies, so it is very easy to plant strawberries on my neck every time I get close.

   After getting along for a long time, it is inevitable that when there is negligence, it is always difficult to find clues once or twice.

   After a long pause, Du Shuangling locked the door from the inside and went to the master bedroom.

  …

   In the past two weeks, the word of mouth about "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital" in the newspapers has taken a turn for the worse.

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   I have something to do today, a little late.

   (end of this chapter)