My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Luo Jia sat cross-legged in the living room with a small laptop in front of her.

Pink.

Of course Luo Jia himself does not have such a wicked taste.

This computer belongs to my sister.

The main reason was that he didn't bother to bring anything with him when he went out, and he made up his mind to buy everything when he got to school. However, God didn't like it, and he was suddenly penniless.

Fortunately, my sister brought her with me. The desktop was probably a photo taken when I was in junior high school. My sister hugged my brother hard and smiled brightly at the camera. At that time, my sister was already very cute, and her smile seemed to be heard through the screen. Feel happy.

"We have a really good relationship." Liu Yaoyao said leisurely, holding a tea cup.

Luo Qingyi was rolling around on the sofa without any image at this time. One was his brother and the other was his best friend. There was no image at all.

Luo Jia was thinking about a very serious question.

Make money and copy books.

Oh, how can you say that you are plagiarizing things about cultural people?

You should call a porter.

What should I copy?

Copying books is indeed a technical job.

Luo Jia touched her chin and flipped through the list.

I am eighteen years old this year, so I definitely cannot write something that is too in-depth, the kind of thing that others will feel like a professional veteran driver who has experienced countless trials and tribulations.

How can a little kid experience this? Is he dreaming?

Suitable for my age——

And they also need money quickly. He and his sister are so poor that they are almost broke. If they don't get some money, they may starve to death.

So I won’t write a long story yet.

I don’t write online articles either. Internet articles go through a period of publicity and then are published on the shelves. By the time the royalties come out, I’m afraid the siblings have already lost their temper.

The middle part, eyes light up, love, passion——

"How about The Legend of Wukong? It just so happens that this world also has Journey to the West -" the little goblin blinked.

"The Legend of Wukong?" Luo Jia's eyes lit up.

Yes, The Legend of Wukong!

All his requirements are met.

It’s you.

Luo Jia's eyes fixed: The Legend of Wukong!

A big book appeared on the virtual screen and was slowly opened.

Fortunately, there is Journey to the West in this world, otherwise Luo Jia would not be able to get this work out.

The Legend of Wukong is so good. The Four Great Classics Journey to the West itself is familiar to the public, and the TV series has also been aired repeatedly. It is popular enough, and it can be said that it has a huge inherent advantage.

Of course, what’s more important is the quality of the book, which comes first. If it’s not written well, I’m afraid it will be ridiculed by fans.

However, The Legend of Wukong is full of aura, wild emotions, surging blood, and mesmerizing love. It has been many years since I first read this book, but Luo Jia still remembers the surging emotions when he first read this book.

There is no problem in this regard at all!

"The Legend of Wukong." Luo Jia typed three big characters.

"Little guy, what are you doing?" My sister came over.

"Go, go, have fun, I want to make money."

"The Biography of Wukong? What is it? Do you want to write Journey to the West? How to write it, in classical Chinese?" My sister saw the three big characters on the screen and laughed.

Liu Yaoyao also saw it curiously.

"No, I want to write a poignant love story." Luo Jia rolled her eyes. Anyway, The Legend of Wukong can be interpreted from all angles. Of course little girls like love.

"You are still writing stories. My brother, who has been too lazy to write compositions since he was a child, actually started writing stories!" Luo Qingyi laughed so hard that tears almost fell.

"And it's a love story. My single brother who has never been in love since he was a child actually wants to write a love story!"

"I'm afraid my brother is crazy." Luo Qingyi was beaming.

"Pfft." Liu Yaoyao couldn't hold it back for a moment.

"Whose fault do you think this is?" Luo Jia was furious, dragged him over and pinned him down on the sofa, and beat him violently with his bow left and right.

"Let me go, let me go, Yaoyao is still here."

"Tell me, is it your fault that I don't have a girlfriend?"

"I won't tell you if I don't tell you."

"You still refuse to repent." Another beating.

"Wow, good brother, Yaoyao is still around, please save some face for me."

Liu Yaoyao covered her face. Is this the majesty of the elder sister that Luo Qingyi boasted about all day long? Was he pushed down on the sofa and spanked by his younger brother? I'm afraid it would have broken down long ago.

However, the usually quiet small apartment suddenly became so lively. Liu Yaoyao was not used to it, but she didn't hate it either.

"Forget it, the adults don't care about the villain's faults. I'll let you go once. Don't bother me. I want to make money. If I don't make money, I will be so poor that I will become a pantyhose." Luo Jia got up, leaving Luo Qingyi there breathing heavily. I have no face to face my best friend, and all the things I once boasted about in front of my best friend have turned into bubbles.

Heartbroken.

"Are you really planning to make money from this?" Liu Yaoyao asked in shock.

"Of course." Luo Jia started typing on the keyboard.

"How should I write Journey to the West? Is it a love story, where a few monks fall in love?" Liu Yaoyao shuddered, why did it feel weird?

Luo Jia started typing on the keyboard quickly.

"I believe it. My brother is a genius at writing stories. He is already invincible just based on his hand speed, which has been single for eighteen years." Luo Qingyi lay beside him and groaned. Seeing that his brother had no time to beat her, He said immediately.

Luo Jia was really too lazy to pay attention to her. Although she was heartbroken, she decided to beat her later.

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Chapter One

The four people walked here, and there was a dense forest ahead, and there was no road again.

"Wukong, I'm hungry. Let's find some food." Tang Monk sat down on the stone and said.

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