I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 290 Fate comes together and ends apart

How to tame a cat?

It is not a pet cat that has been soaked and wallowing in a honey pot since birth, nor is it a small wild cat that gathers in a haystack and is covered with mud, but a pure cat. It doesn't matter where she was born or where she grew up. The most important thing is that she has pure white soft long hair, and her eyes are always flashing with a cold and frivolous gaze, as if everything wherever she looks will be in light blue. was ignited in a phosphorus fire and then burned.

She uses her sharp claws to create fire, or bites your skin to leave bloody traces, but when you untie your belt, she rubs the back of your hand with her soft pink claws and white hair. Charm attracts you, scorns you with arrogance, irritates you with rebellion, and comforts you with obedience and gentleness.

But you can never really tame the kitten. Every moment you think you can tame the kitten, she is slowly taming you.

Except for that ambiguous and psychedelic moment, when she is nestled in your arms and staring at you with breathtaking mist-filled eyes, it is as if she has never been arrogant and rebellious.

Only in that moment does she belong to you.

She lies on your lap and acts coquettishly, burning in your doting. She takes the initiative to restrain her claws and innate wildness, and gives you every scattered fragment in her soul, whether it is engraved in her bones and blood. She completely forgot about her unruliness and coolness, her ambition and disobedience that had never been tamed by humans for a long time, and could only meow in despair...

"Are you satisfied now?"

Li Peifeng was lying on the bed, hugging He Yimeng's shoulders and whispering: "You naughty little kitten!"

He Yimeng's cheeks were flushed, and his neck was dripping with sweat. His eyes were half open and half closed, and he snorted softly in a nasal voice in response.

Li Peifeng looked at the time, it was almost time for lunch, and he couldn't stay. He hugged He Yimeng tenderly for a while, and had to ask to leave.

"Take the box of soda next to the TV cabinet in the living room. It's your reward this time. Thank you for the treat!"

What tone? What attitude? Do you really think you are a prostitute?

Li Peifeng stood up to put on his clothes and sneered: "You can keep it and drink it, I don't want it."

"Don't want a soda? Then I can only give you money." He Yimeng stood up slightly, half-lying on the head of the bed, and said lazily: "I can't let you sweat in vain, can I?"

Li Peifeng was silent for a moment and guessed: "Is it possible that you went to bed with me because of emotional needs rather than physical reasons? If this is the case, I feel that I am obligated and you don't have to pay anything..."

He Yimeng smiled and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"So sure?"

"Put on your clothes and leave!"

Li Peifeng had finished putting on his clothes and couldn't help but look back at the woman. He Yimeng was also watching him.

The eyes met, and there seemed to be a thousand words.

[Stay for a while, I want to see your features again. 】

Li Peifeng pursed his lips, chose to sit down, and said as if he had nothing to say, "I think your video account is doing well. You have five works and more than 40,000 followers?"

"Yeah." He Yimeng nodded slightly: "It's actually worse than I expected. When the filming team comes in after the lockdown is lifted, the number of fans should increase even faster."

"Work hard and come to me when you are tired." Li Peifeng added: "Don't come to me just for a while, you can also chat with me."

He Yimeng chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Wu Wenyue and the others?"

"So don't be shy, just chat."

He Yimeng lowered his head slightly, looked for his clothes on the bed, and put them on unhurriedly: "I still want to talk to you about your current relationship status. To be honest, Huang Tianxuan has been asking me to do it these days. I had two consultations, and during the second time, I revealed some of your stories, which made my scalp numb. Do I really not understand what your thoughts are, or are you enjoying it?"

"...life is short, it's all about experience."

Li Peifeng let out a sigh of relief: "They are unpredictable. It's not up to me whether I like them or not."

He Yimeng frowned slightly: "Let's go quickly. If you don't leave, I won't be able to help but hold high a banner and criticize you severely."

"talk to you later."

Li went out in a hurry, and as soon as he arrived downstairs, he received a transfer of one thousand yuan from He Yimeng.

There was no note or other information, but Li Peifeng understood why the other party transferred the money. It was simply the fee for the half-hour of love that Yimeng had bought from him.

So Li Peifeng confiscated it, and sent an angry emoji to express his condemnation: "You are committing a crime!"

He Yimeng: "Too few?"

Li Peifeng chose to return the transfer: "Maomao works hard and lives a good life, no need to give money to the owner!"

He Yimeng: "(cat punching) I am a fake cat, you are a real dog."

…

After returning home, Li Peifeng put down the materials and went straight into his exclusive attic to continue to concentrate on coding.

The opening chapter of "Sword and Law" has been basically finalized, and he has also thought about the subsequent plot. If nothing unexpected happens, Li Peifeng expects that with his current coding speed of more than 10,000 words per day, in ten days, the community will be unblocked, and his own This book can also contain a manuscript of 160,000 to 70,000 words. The content is just written until the protagonist is integrated into the main plot, the first contradiction is resolved, and the first big climax in the novel ends.

Only then did Li Peifeng dare to choose to publish the book relatively calmly.

Otherwise, he would never dare to upload "Sword and Law" without a minimum 150,000-word manuscript.

Because in this novel, Li Peifeng has very strict requirements on the text and plot. He takes three hours of rest every day and spends most of the rest of the time in front of the computer typing. More than 10,000 words is already the limit. This creation speed seems very productive. , but it may not be sustainable.

If after the publication of the book, some accidents in life delay the coding, or the inspiration suddenly dissipates and falls into a stalled state, and Li Peifeng has not saved enough manuscripts, he will have to choose to stop publishing because of his bad character.

Moreover, it is a small thing to lose character, but it is a big thing to affect the performance.

With 150,000 saved manuscripts, it is equivalent to a lot of lives.

The new book issue is 4,000 words per day, which lasts for one and a half months. Li Peifeng thinks that if he maintains his creative momentum, he can still save more than 200,000 manuscripts in this month and a half. In that case, even if he waits until it is put on the shelves, he will not be afraid of 10,000 words of updates every day. Li Peifeng will have the confidence to make a big splash, not to mention that he will not have to worry about lag or unexpected interruption of updates.

On the other hand, the timing of publishing the book ten days later is not bad, it was the result of discussions with the editor Xia Sheng.

At the end of December, I just missed the middle of December, so I can avoid competing with many great gods who want to publish new books during this period.

That's right, for the masters of Internet literature, the best time to release a new book is the middle of the month.

After a month and a half of the new book period, there is time to go through a whole round of recommendations, and then it will be on the shelves at the beginning of the month, without delaying the monthly ticket competition.

But if the newcomer chooses to publish the book in the middle of the month, there is a high possibility that they will compete with those great gods for the recommendation position, which is asking for trouble.

This is a lesson Li Peifeng has learned from other colleagues before. Many authors’ books are obviously very good, but because they choose to publish their books in the middle of the month, they have to compete with the works of great masters who also publish new books. Naturally, the follow-up reading data is at a low level. There is friction on the ground, failure in competition, and failure to obtain a recommendation position that matches the strength of the book, thus affecting the performance...

"Be careful, be cautious. Although I am platinum, I am a complete newbie when I return to the male channel this time. I have to keep my tail between my legs!"

"Collect a lot of manuscripts, code a lot of words, and slowly become the king!"

Li Peifeng became more and more immersed in the creation of "Sword and Law". Sometimes he would not eat downstairs, but would go downstairs and take some to the attic to eat, almost in a state of seclusion.

The three girls all gently advised them to take care of themselves, but Li Peifeng didn't care. He just reassured them and continued to go his own way.

Several days passed in succession, and in the blink of an eye it was December 22nd, which was also the last day of the community's lockdown. Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock would be the day the lockdown was lifted.

The night before, the community staff had already announced the good news in the WeChat residents group of Baoyu Community. As a result, in the early morning of the next day on the 22nd, when all the residents went downstairs to do nucleic acid tests, most of them had smiles on their faces. Even though there was light snow in the sky, it didn't affect everyone's mood. While waiting in line, they chatted with each other about what they would eat and play after the lockdown was lifted. With hope, the nucleic acid progress was actually the fastest ever.

Before nine o'clock, the volunteers completed their work, and Li Peifeng also took off his protective clothing and hurriedly returned home. He originally wanted to go back to the attic directly, but Wu Wenyue sent a message asking him to go to the living room downstairs first, saying that he had something to discuss.

"What is it? Are you discussing something that could cost me my life?"

Li Peifeng instinctively suspected that Wu Wenyue knew about his relationship with He Yimeng, or that Huang Tianxuan had another quarrel with Zhao Qingge and asked him to preside over the maternal relationship?

During the short journey, Li Peifeng quickly turned his brain to think of ways to deal with various situations, preparing to face the storm.

But after entering the house, they found that the three girls were in the living room. Wu Wenyue and Huang Tianxuan were sitting on the sofa watching TV and eating snacks, while Zhao Qingge was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the snow scene outside the window.

Li Peifeng felt their mood through [Heart to Heart] and found that they were all peaceful, even faintly happy.

"You're back?" Huang Tianxuan glanced at Li Peifeng and suddenly smiled: "The lockdown is about to be lifted. You have been a volunteer for such a long time. Should the community give you a certificate or something?"

"Sister Zheng said it will be printed and distributed to all volunteers tomorrow."

Li Peifeng sat down next to him and looked at Wu Wenyue: "Is something wrong?"

"Eat fruit." Wu Wenyue handed over an apple and said, "In the past few days, Professor Zhao helped me contact a teacher from the music school. We contacted her remotely and asked her to help me make the song "Snowfield in the Sky" , but after listening to it, Professor Zhao and I always felt that something was missing, so we wanted you to listen and give us some suggestions.”

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and played a piece of music. Wu Wenyue hummed a few lines to the tune. After the song was finished, Li Peifeng's eyes were surprised: "Did you compose this Chinese lyrics yourself?"

"Written by Professor Zhao." Wu Wenyue glanced at Zhao Qingge, her tone unchanged.

Yes, the last time Li Peifeng and Zhao Qingge had a dream, the latter also learned some music knowledge like Wu Wenyue. Even though he couldn't compose music, he had mastered the rhyme and there was no problem in writing lyrics.

"Okay, the lyrics are so well done." Li Peifeng nodded repeatedly: "I definitely wouldn't be able to write it so beautifully and appropriately. It's just that the music still needs to be polished. I'll try it with more real-life instruments to see if it can work. Instead, achieve the same effect..."

Then he and Wu Wenyue started discussing, and Zhao Qingge occasionally interjected, but there was still no good solution. Huang Tianxuan suddenly smiled and said, "Just dream twice more."

"Dreams are not something you just do when you want to."

Wu Wenyue said thoughtfully: "I still need to trouble Teacher Gao to think of a solution. Professor Zhao, you may want to tell her about this. I can pay for the labor."

Zhao Qingge nodded slightly, but Huang Tianxuan said: "Actually, I have discovered one of the prerequisites for dreaming. It has a pattern. If we follow the pattern, there is a high probability that we will fall into a dream!"

"What's the pattern?"

Li Peifeng's heart trembled and she immediately asked. Wu Wenyue and Zhao Qingge also looked at her in surprise.

"It's about you."

Huang Tianxuan's eyes were fixed on Li Peifeng, as if she wanted to see what the flower was. Seeing that the other party also looked puzzled, she slowly said: "During the period of isolation, the three of us had three dreams with you. This is what you admitted. Although you were in the dream between Wenyue and I, you didn't admit it, and your behavior in the dream was indeed different, so we only count the dreams between Wenyue and I. In total, these days, The four of us did four shows in total..."

After a slight pause in her tone, Huang Tianxuan looked at the other two girls, scanning them one by one, and affirmed: "Recently, I analyzed what we did before these four dreams, and found that there is a consistent premise for dreaming, and that is They all spent a lot of time alone with Li Peifeng!"

Sherlock Holmes, you?

Li Peifeng pretended to hesitate: "Oh? Really?"

Huang Tianxuan nodded and said, "Yes, it was Wenyue who fell into a dream for the first time. Wenyue, do you still remember what happened before falling asleep that night, right?"

Wu Wenyue fell into memories: "I seemed to have had a quarrel with him that day..."

"Yes, you two quarreled and even started fighting." Huang Tianxuan added: "Then he pulled you up to the attic. The two of you chatted for a long time in the attic, and you fell asleep that night."

Then Huang Tianxuan looked at Zhao Qingge again: "The person who fell asleep for the second time was Professor Qingge. That day Li Peifeng came into your bedroom to discuss the topic, and the two of you also chatted alone for a long time."

Zhao Qingge frowned and nodded, looking at Li Peifeng with gradually wary eyes.

No need for [heart to heart], Mr. Li knows what the director is thinking!

I was just thinking about what kind of magic tricks I, the evil disciple, had used to control people's dreams, take away people's virginity, etc...

Li Peifeng smiled bitterly in his heart, but Huang Tianxuan continued: "The third time was by myself. It should have been on the 11th. He came back with supplies and took me up to the attic on the pretext of chatting. We chatted here and there. We chatted for more than an hour. At night, I dreamed with him."

Now it was not just Zhao Qingge, Wu Wenyue also looked at Li Peifeng with dangerous eyes...

"No, there was another time. Didn't you and Wenyue also have a dream during a lunch break?" Li Peifeng said calmly: "Could it be that you two had something to do with me that time? The three of us have been in private contact for a long time? No, your statement is too far-fetched."

Huang Tianxuan shook his head: "Although the three of us didn't stay in the same room for a long time that day, Wenyue and I slept in your room and covered you with your quilt when we fell asleep, so it has something to do with you."

Li Peifeng shook his head repeatedly: "It's far-fetched, very far-fetched. By the way, then you should sleep with her in my bedroom, continue to share the same bed with Wenyue, and try to see if you can still dream again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Huang Tianxuan's eyes flicker slightly, and immediately raised his voice: "You won't really try it, will you?"

"What are you shouting about?" Wu Wenyue frowned, but her expression was puzzled: "The night before yesterday, Sister Tianxuan came to my bedroom to sleep with me, but she didn't fall asleep."

Huang Tianxuan said: "That may be because Pei Feng has been concentrating on writing a book in the past few days, and he doesn't go downstairs very often. We have less contact with him, so we can't even sleep in his bedroom."

"I let you tell me all the reasons." Seeing that she didn't have any more clues to determine whether the dream was completely controlled by him, Li Peifeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, [Breath of the Dark Sea] has a unique smell, which can be forgotten immediately after smelling it, so she wouldn't associate the dream with the scent on his body, otherwise Li Peifeng really couldn't explain it.

"But sister Tianxuan, what you said is right. Dreaming seems to have something to do with me." Li Peifeng laughed: "It's a pity that I can't take the initiative to control, otherwise I will be dreaming and playing every day. I must not lack creative inspiration..."

The three women were either laughing, joking, or thinking deeply.

But after this incident, Li Peifeng made up his mind that he would never use [Breath of the Dark Sea] in the future unless it was an emergency.

Originally, he had already used half of the perfume even after drinking and touching it, and the remaining half had to be used when he was seriously ill.

Even if it is used to establish emotional connection, after all, it is Zhuang Zhou who dreams of butterflies, and the scenes of mirror flowers and water moons...

"I packed up and went to salute. I will move out tomorrow. Pack my bags early so as not to be in a hurry when I get there."

Huang Tianxuan put down her words, turned around and entered her bedroom.

Li Peifeng looked at Wu Wenyue, she was using WeChat on her mobile phone to explain work to several people in the studio.

Looking at Zhao Qingge who was standing motionless in front of the window, "Don't you need to clean up?"

Old Zhao didn't turn his head back, he looked downstairs and said softly, "It was put away last night."

Li Peifeng took a bite of the apple in his hand, and stood beside his mentor by the window, admiring the snow scene with him.

After a while, Zhao Qingge said in a low voice: "Today is the winter solstice, and the lockdown will be lifted tomorrow. Let's make dumplings tonight."

Dumplings on the bus and noodles on the bus.

There is a time when fate gathers and fate breaks up.

Li Peifeng had already expected the day when the three girls would leave after the unblocking. Wu Wenyue was not worried. He would not go far. Huang Tianxuan would look back after leaving, but Lao Zhao... might get farther and farther away from him this time. The further away!

"Pack it."

Li Peifeng was so melancholy that it was hard to get rid of it, and in the end he just sighed softly: "I just don't know if there is white flour at home."

"Yes." Wu Wenyue didn't raise her head, "But I won't if you want to do it."

Li Peifeng was surprised: "Can't make noodles, can't roll dough and make dumplings?"

"No, one is covered and the other is exposed."

"Guide?"

Zhao Qingge glanced at him: "I can learn."

The emotional intelligence is quite high, but it’s useless!

Li Peifeng held on to his last hope, thinking of Huang Tianxuan and shouted: "Tianxuan, will you..."

"Won't!"

Three vases that are full of charm but don’t know how to make dumplings! !

Li Peifeng was silent for two seconds, then discussed: "Why don't we stop eating?"

(End of chapter)