Rebirth 2003

　　 After Chapter 6 was posted on the website, Lu Yang turned off his computer, brought his wallet, and went to a nearby supermarket to buy some vegetables, fruits, and pork.

　　 Lu Yang grew up in the countryside, cooking and laundry are not a problem.

When I was young, my parents would go to work in the fields when they were busy in farming. They were so busy that they had no time to cook. At that time every year, Lu Yang was responsible for the laundry and cooking at home. Therefore, when he was nine years old, Lu Yang would Started to learn to cook and wash.

　　 Learning to do housework so early is unimaginable for children in the city.

　　 But Lu Yang has long been used to these things.

　　 At night, Lu Yang fried two dishes and one soup in the rented house, filling his stomach.

　　 A celery fried shredded pork, a mushroom and greens, the soup is tomato soup.

　　 is simple, but it tastes good and looks good.

　　 If Lu Yang is good at anything besides writing novels, then it probably means cooking.

　　 I've been single for 29 years, and I've been used to cooking since I was a child. Lu Yang has learned his craftsmanship a long time ago, and the dishes he cooks are good in color, flavor, and shape.

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　　 After dinner, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, then took a shower, and washed the changed clothes by the way, and took them to the balcony to dry, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

　　 I rented a house and now has a computer. Naturally, Lu Yang doesn't need to go to the school's No. 3 teaching building to write manuscripts tonight.

After soaking a cup of Huangshan Maofeng, Lu Yang habitually lit a cigarette in his mouth when the computer was turned on. As the sound of silence by Polish female singer Ania Dabrowska came out from the computer speakers, the smoke of the cigarette was swirling. , Lu Yang's mind calmed down a little bit.

Writing novels requires a state of mind, which is very similar to the inner strength training in martial arts novels. Both require the practitioner to calm down, because only when the mind is calm and the distracting thoughts are cleared, the mind will be in the clearest. state.

　　Only in the most clear and bright state, whether it is practicing internal strength or writing novels, can the best results be achieved.

　　 Lu Yang is not a genius. He doesn't have the talent to sink his mind anytime and anywhere. He needs music and cigarettes, and sometimes tea is fine.

　　 In other words, most people who write novels seriously need these things to help themselves.

　　 This is also one of the reasons why most novel authors are smokers.

　　 Soon, Lu Yang's mind was completely calm when he smoked a cigarette halfway, and he had already had a score in his mind about the first chapter to be written tonight.

I opened the word document on the notebook right away, and then put his hands on the keyboard, like a pianist playing the piano at will, and his fingers crackled on the keyboard as if he didn’t pass through his brain at all, as his hands wore flowers. Flying like a butterfly, line by line in the snow-white document area jumped on top of it, much faster than the speed of inputting the manuscript against the manuscript in the past.

　　 This is the ultimate state of Lu Yang when he writes a novel.

　　Before rebirth, ten years of code word career, when Lu Yang typed, his hand speed was almost the same as the speed of his brain organizing words.

　　 Three thousand words an hour, without blowing at all.

　　 3,000 words per hour, not the top speed in the circle of net writers, as far as Lu Yang knows, there are a few ** great master authors, 7,000 or 8,000 words per hour.

　　 That is the speed that ordinary people need to look up all their lives.

　　 But at a speed of 3,000 per hour, it definitely does not belong to the handicapped party.

　　 Lu Yang had heard of some handicapped gangs before, and could not type a thousand words in an hour.

　　 Lu Yang used to smile every time he heard about such a handicapped party. Because in the first few years of writing novels, Lu Yang was also the handicapped among the handicapped.

　　 I still remember when Lu Yang was a computer novice when he first started typing on a computer.

　　 Even after the computer crashes, it will not restart the computer.

　　 When typing, I always turn on the lights of the Internet cafe, my eyes are looking for and pressing letter by letter on the keyboard, and I don't even dare to hit hard.

　　 At that time, Lu Yang could only type two hundred characters in an hour. At that time, Lu Yang had to input a 10,000-character manuscript into the computer, which required several consecutive nights.

　　 However, this time is different.

　　 Now, Lu Yang's typing speed has been practiced.

　　 Three thousand per hour, let alone in 2003, even in 2013, it can surpass most people by a lot.

　　 That night, because he didn’t need to use handwriting anymore, Lu Yang typed out two chapters at less than 10 o’clock, totaling more than 6,400 words.

　　Look at more than two hours before 12 o'clock. Lu Yang wanted to write another chapter, but there were no more cigarettes in the cigarette case on the computer desk.

　　 This makes Lu Yang always feel that something is missing, frowning a few times, and can't sink his mind.

　　 It seems that when he was writing the novel, he had already become dependent on cigarettes.

With a bitter smile, Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and no longer forced himself, reached out and operated on the keyboard a few times, entered the UU reading page, and then logged into the author's backstage, and saw that the collection of "Doomsday Wasteland" has increased by 3 , There are already 4 collections.

　　 It's so bitter!

　　 Seeing that there were only 4 in his collection, Lu Yang wanted to smile wryly.

Before his rebirth, although he did not belong to a great god, he uploaded a new book to the website and there would be two or three hundred collections in one day. But now one day has passed, but there are only four poor ones. .

　　 Newcomers are always so hard pressed.

　　Opening the webpage of "Doomsday Wasteland", Lu Yang was slightly relieved that the number of clicks has increased by about 30, and there are already 44 clicks.

　　Recommended votes have also increased by 12, and there are already 14 recommended votes.

　　 In addition to three or four more advertising posts in the book review area, there are finally two book reviews from readers.

　　 One is a million gold oil post of soy sauce: support!

　　 Just these two words.

　　 Another slightly better: a bit interesting, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com, but the number of words is too few, continue to pay attention, go on!

　　 With a soft smile, Lu Yang turned off the computer music, picked up the wallet, and went downstairs to buy cigarettes.

　　 There are several small supermarkets at the gate of the community. After Lu Yang bought a box of cigarettes, he hesitated and walked to the school.

　　 Anyway, it was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and I couldn't write many manuscripts when I went back. Lu Yang suddenly wanted to go to Teaching Building No. 3 to see if Cao Xue had returned to the dormitory.

　　 According to Lu Yang's observations of Cao Xue these days, Cao Xue would go to No. 3 Teaching Building alone to read most of the night.

　　 Sometimes the classroom on the first floor, sometimes on the second floor, I rarely go above the second floor, and I don’t go back until after 11 o’clock every night.

　　 After half an hour, Lu Yang found Cao Xue reading a book in a classroom on the first floor.

　　 Lu Yang noticed the number on the door of the classroom, 102. It was the first time that Lu Yang stumbled upon Cao Xue’s classroom in Teaching Building No. 3.

　　, with a cigarette in his mouth, standing in a place out of the light of the 102 classroom window, Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, entered the classroom through the back door, and sat down in the same seat he had taken last time.

This time Lu Yang didn't hide himself anymore. The desk in front of him was empty without a book, and he didn't hide his gaze. He just leaned on his seat with half a cigarette in his hand, and half-squinted at Cao Xuejingjing. Back view of reading book.

　　 Lu Yang even had some hope in his heart that Cao Xue could look back at this moment and saw that he was watching her.

　　 Yes, Lu Yang has decided to gradually enter Cao Xue's life.