Rebirth of the Internet Writer

Hearing Huang Haiming's slightly unpolite refusal and unreasonable refusal, Lin Qingying knew that it was useless to say anything, so she said nothing, lying quietly, motionless, hoping that this would reduce his weight and make Huang Haiming more relaxed.

Throughout her more than a decade of student life, she knew what she could do.

She is not an unreasonable girl. She can only do something she thinks should do in her own way, so that she can feel better.

Lin Qingying didn't speak, and Huang Haiming knew what she was thinking, so he could only try to get to the hospital in a nearby town as quickly as possible.

Huang Haiming was very fast, but he ran steadily, not caring about anything else. He was very familiar with the situation like this, but he didn't think of the familiar figure.

It is more appropriate to call Huang Chunxue, or Sister Chunxue.

In other words, "Huang Chunxue" is what he calls his sister, but he gradually called Chunxue Sister when he grew up.

I guess this is the case when Sister Chunxue carried him to the hospital step by step after she was young. In a trance, Huang Haiming seemed to see the familiar figure again. She should be working in a certain place, and she is teaching her with a group of children.

They read, read, and are human.

Then they watched them grow up slowly, graduate from elementary school, enter junior high school, high school, and college, just like they used to treat him.

Without giving Huang Haiming extra time to think, the town's hospital was close to him. Huang Haiming didn't bother to sweat and sent Lin Qingying in, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. I hope it was not a big problem.

I also hope that good people can have a safe life.

Lying on the chair in the lounge, Huang Haiming had time to take out his cell phone to check the time. It was almost ten o'clock, and he ran from school to hospital for more than half an hour without stopping.

Even if Lin Qingying is not heavy and has more than 90 pounds, it is not an easy physical job at such a long distance. It is much more difficult than running tens of thousands of meters in the last sports meeting.

Huang Haiming is very glad that he has been practicing tirelessly. Otherwise, it would be impossible to complete the task in such a short time and bring Lin Qingying to the hospital safely.

I just don’t know how Sister Chunxue carried him to the hospital step by step on that snowy night. I think it must be much more difficult than he is now, and I can’t help it. Huang Haiming felt a little sad.

He took out the phone and clicked on the phone number that he could dial accurately with his eyes closed. He called.

The phone rang after a ringtone, and a familiar voice with a slight anger and care sound rang, "Huang Haiming, what are you thinking? He actually called me so late and said, "What's the matter? If I'm just having fun with me, I'll never finish it with you."

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"How can it be said to be a pastime? This is not a May Day holiday. I'm not normal for my brother to call my sister." When he heard the familiar voice, Huang Haiming's mood was filled with joy.

"You're not talking and laughing, you should take a closer look at what time it is. It's past ten o'clock, by the way, you haven't been asleep yet, go to bed early, don't stay up all day long and write novels, pay attention to arranging time reasonably, every time you say

You always don't listen. How old you are, you still worry about you and don't know how to take good care of yourself... "

It was getting late at night, and it was almost twelve o'clock after the phone call. Just look at the time and you will know that the school gate is locked, so you don't have to think about going back tonight. Lying on the chair, Huang Haiming couldn't help but think of home.

When you grow up, the less time you spend with your family.

Just as Huang Haiming closed his eyes and pondered, the doctor suddenly opened. Huang Haiming stepped forward and asked Lin Qingying how he was and what disease he was. After learning that it was just a cold problem, he finally let go of his worries.

However, although I had a cold, I needed to get two drip bottles. After the two drip bottles were finished, it was almost two or three o'clock. I would go back completely and there was no hope.

Huang Haiming spent a few minutes to pay for medical accommodation and medicine to buy medicine in the hospital lobby. He walked directly to the ward where Lin Qingying was located.

Lin Qingying was lying on the hospital bed with a needle inserted in her hand, with a discomfortable expression, but her expression improved a lot.

Seeing Huang Haiming come in, Lin Qingying complained a little, "Just ask you to go and buy me medicine directly. If you don't listen, you have to go to the hospital. Not to mention it, you will have to wait for a night, so you will regret it."

"Is that so? Why did I hear the medical staff say you are afraid of injections?" Huang Haiming unceremoniously exposed Lin Qingying's lies, and it was a bit funny. Except for the first injection, I looked at the long silver-shiny sharp needles.

I was afraid, and I didn't feel anything afterwards.

"Who said it was just a bit painful." Lin Qingying's pale face turned red, just like a red carp in the river in the vast winter, jumping and swaying, extremely charming and charming.

"By the way, thank you, I'm very tired after carrying me for such a long journey." Lin Qingying appropriately changed the topic and looked at Huang Haiming's side face. Thank you seriously.

"How could it be? Don't you know your weight? It's not much different for me than carrying a bag of rice home after I was a child." Huang Haiming was very tactful and didn't worry about the topic just now.

"However, why do you plan to thank me? In order to bring you to the hospital, I took a lot of time. Today, I was really unlucky. First, I was awakened by you in a dream, then the school infirmary closed, and then there was no rent on the road.

Car, and I didn’t write a novel tonight, say, how do you compensate me?” Huang Haiming looked at Lin Qingying and said as if he was serious.

"Then what do you want? Why don't I treat you to dinner tomorrow?" Lin Qingying said with a little guilty conscience.

"I'll give up eating, now I'm full." Huang Haiming refused without thinking and looked directly at Lin Qingying.

"Are you full?" Lin Qingying was a little confused and at a loss.

"Don't you know there is a saying called "Stylish and delicious food"? If you are grateful, you don't need to cry. Just just agree with your body." Huang Haiming smiled and said something that he would only say to a specific person in a specific scene. It was neither serious nor rude.

"It's true that you are grateful, but I don't plan to agree with you." Lin Qingying smiled heartlessly, clean and neat, without any delay in rejection, and a different rosy look on her face.

She stared at the face of the boy not far away from the other side. She was very young but not immature. As for whether she was very cunning, she didn't know that she was just a girl from a good family. She grew up independently under the care of her parents, with a weak appearance and a heart.

strong.

She didn't know when she began to pay attention to the boy who sat by the bed and peeled her apples. She knew that he had chased a girl, but in the end she was left alone, and then she started paying attention to him through the novels he wrote.

When she first saw "Online Games: Super Player", she was wondering what kind of person is Jinxiu Tianxia? How could she write a book about "The Legend of the Dragon", "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer", "Little

A game novel that combines novels such as Li Feidao and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and other novels, writes a novel story that is unrestrained and realistic.

From "Online Games: Super Player" to "Romance of Dragons and Snakes", "Stars Change", and "Buddha is the Tao", she has also grown from a new book that was originally confused and has been an old book fan, and has been a hardcore.

"For you." Huang Haiming handed the peeled apple to Lin Qingying, but she didn't expect that she was in a daze.

"Well, what?" Lin Qingying only reacted after taking the apple.

"What are you thinking? You keep looking at me," Huang Haiming asked with a smile. "You don't really plan to agree to me, right?"

"Nothing, no." Lin Qingying was a little embarrassed and angry, and hummed softly, why was she actually distracted?

"I agreed that you will treat me to dinner tomorrow." Huang Haiming sat down beside Lin Qingying's bed, looking at the ceiling and said casually. He joked and said as soon as he finished. He didn't want to worry about this issue, so he couldn't Lin Qingying give you some.

The color will open a dyeing workshop, and the sun is too bright and it will only blink.

He is self-aware, and he knows when he says and does what he does. After writing so many novels, Huang Haiming can grasp the appropriate sense of distance. It is like fishing for big fish with a long line. The control of the sense of distance is extremely important. This is not simple

It is the distance from one point to another, and it also includes the physical and mental distance between men and women.

"Well, no problem." Lin Qingying pursed her lips and smiled relaxedly. She didn't want to bother with the question just now. She was too embarrassed, but she was sincerely grateful to Huang Haiming, thinking about where to go tomorrow as a thank you.

"You go to bed, and I'll call you when the drip is finished." Huang Haiming said with concern.

"No, no need." She just didn't say it. She knew it was useless. In addition, she was really a little dizzy, so she slowly fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Looking at Lin Qingying's sleeping smile, Huang Haiming smiled knowingly, picked up his mobile phone, went to Qidian website to read novels casually, the novels of the prehistoric flow are still the only ones, and the torrent of the prehistoric flow swept the world.

One after another, the novels of the prehistoric world are constantly emerging. "Buddha is the Tao" not only carries the banner of Qidian Chinese website's 2005 immortal tale novels, but also the banner of the entire Qidian Chinese website's novels.

A hot wind and a wave, stirring up high, just like the scenes of online games back then. I am afraid that such a scene will never happen again in later generations, and it has never happened in later generations.

Online game craze and prehistoric fever are just two unique phenomena. Under the trend of diversification, more and more people write novels, and more and more readable works. It is impossible for online game craze and prehistoric fever to appear.

scene.

There is no suitable soil, and there will be no corresponding product. I didn’t expect that the only two crazes were actually detonated by the same person. It has to be said to be a miracle.

"The prehistoric world is really unstoppable!" Looking at the novels of the prehistoric world, Huang Haiming couldn't help but sigh, but what happened to Yuntiankong and what was the situation in "The Legend of the Evil God".

Huang Haiming was a little confused. In his previous life, "The Legend of Evil God" suddenly appeared, like a dragon that was unsheathed, occupying its position. This life is no exception. In "The Buddha is the Tao", "The Legend of the Seven Realms", "The Best Young Master"

》, "Blasphemy" and other works have emerged and occupied a place, which is too fantasy.

Both lives are the same situation and the same situation. Perhaps Yuntiankong has his own book fans as support, but "Legend of Evil Gods" should be said to have caught up with a good era, and an oasis belonging to it appeared in the hot desert of the prehistoric desert.

PS:PS: I am not a trustworthy person at the moment and I can’t make any promises. I hope I can help you with the help of it without any trouble.