Wear It with Space

Shen Ling stayed at home until the fifth day of the first month, and then flew back to city a. She wants to find a decoration team to decorate the empty house before the winter vacation, so that she won't have to live in the dormitory in the future.

Because Shen Ling spent most of his life in ancient times after being hit by the quick-piercing system, the decoration style is mainly Chinese. For this reason, Shen Ling also bought a few Chinese paintings, and arranged one of the second bedrooms into a study room, and then added desks, bookshelves, and bogu shelves in it, which looked decent.

Shen Ling deliberately chose a Saturday to move into his new home, and then bought some ingredients from a nearby supermarket to prepare a table of delicious food in the evening.

Take out the Bi Japonica rice from the space, Shen Ling finds the rice and presses the cooking button to start cooking. Braised beef, braised tofu with minced meat, sweet and sour carp, steamed prawns, shredded potatoes in vinegar, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Soon, the restaurant table was full of dishes.

Shen Ling was about to make a cold dish with cucumbers produced in the space, when she heard a knock on the door outside. After washing your hands and opening the door, it turned out to be an insurance promotion.

When Zhou Kai came back from get off work, the insurance salesman had already left, and there was only the smell of food floating from the other door in the corridor.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath. It smelled good. It's been a long time since he had eaten such home-cooked food.

Facing this large table of food, Shen Ling also expressed the same emotion. Since coming to this modern world, it has been a long time since he had eaten the food in the space. She first served herself a bowl of Bi Japonica rice, and then ate with the table full of dishes.

Shen Ling had eaten this meal for more than half an hour, and finally burped contentedly.

After resting for an hour, Shen Ling took the newly bought laptop into the space. Before, she had tried to fully charge the laptop to the space. No matter how she used it during the period, the battery was always at 100%, and she didn't need to take it out for charging.

After Shen Ling discovered this fact, he began to try to write novels in the space. The air in the space is particularly fresh, which can make people feel energetic from time to time. It is definitely the best place to write novels.

After writing for two hours, Shen Ling found that his inspiration had been exhausted, and started running in the space according to his previous habits. After running, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and Shen Ling simply slept in the space. Tomorrow is Sunday, and one day later, his first novel will have 30,000 words.

Shen Ling is not planning to publish on the website in a hurry, and is ready to calm down and practice her writing, so even if she wakes up the next day and read the content written the day before, it is very rubbish, but she still bites the bullet and writes it down.

The teacher who taught them contemporary Chinese literature said that if you compare the meaning of a person to a dot in a circle, and a person’s ability to express will always linger around the dot, no matter how good your ability to express, You can only approach that dot infinitely, but you can't reach that position.

Shen Ling seemed to understand this sentence back then, but now she understands it. Just like the novel she is writing now, she really wants to write a very beautiful and romantic scene when the hostess meets for the first time. For this reason, she searched for a lot of words to describe this meeting, but once the scene in her mind was transformed into sentences, the beauty and specialness of the first sight was discounted.

This pursuit of perfect writing results in a deep sense of disappointment in what she writes, which is the biggest obstacle to her writing now.

I don't know if other authors have had this trouble, Shen Ling has it anyway. Every time she looks back at what she wrote, she has a sense of frustration, so every morning when she wakes up, Shen Ling reminds herself again and again when she lifts the pen that she is just a novice now, so no matter how **** she writes, it is excusable. . By reminding himself two or three times in this way, Shen Ling has the motivation to continue writing. Otherwise, looking at the content written in her own pen and comparing it to the novels she had read before, Shen Ling really wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit it.

At noon on Sunday, Shen Ling finally completed the goal he set for himself, writing 25,000 words. She pushed the computer aside and didn't look back at what she had written, for fear that she couldn't help deleting the two chapters that had just been typed out.

After coming out of the space, Shen Ling cooked a bowl of noodles for herself, and temporarily left the novel behind, ready to go downstairs to relax after eating.

When you walked out of the community, walked up a section to the left, and you saw a lively street. At the very center of the street is a hot pot restaurant with a special atmosphere. On the left side of the hot pot restaurant is a hamburger restaurant. Walk one hundred meters west from the hamburger restaurant and you will see a relatively high-end pastry dessert shop.

Shen Ling couldn't walk when he saw the nice-looking desserts from the shop window, went in and chose several kinds of cakes that he loved, which he could save for the time of writing novels. I don't know if it's the reason that writing novels is very mentally exhausting. She is now hungry after every two chapters. Fortunately, there are a lot of dried fruits in the space, but if you eat too many dried fruits, you can also get tired of it. Occasionally eating cakes can enrich the taste.

After Shen Ling came out with the bag, he stopped shopping, and walked back slowly. As she passed the burger shop, she turned her head and was hesitating to buy some burgers when a tall man walked out of the shop.

His dress is very ordinary, with a white shirt and black sweater on top, and a pair of well-fitting jeans on the bottom. But such ordinary clothes had a unique sense of beauty on him, and Shen Ling couldn't help but look at him.

Although the man does not look as good as the handsome Bai Langxiu, he has an unspeakable temperament. Shen Ling may have been looking at him for a long time. He turned his head and glanced at her carelessly, then withdrew his gaze without expression and raised his hand. The fast food inside, strode away.

Shen Ling was stunned by his glance. She couldn't help taking out her makeup mirror from her bag. The girl in the mirror was naturally not as beautiful as Ding Zhi's, but she was more than beautiful. The only shortcoming was the dark complexion. There are a few freckles on the face.

It seems that I have to practice internal strength and soak in medicinal baths on the agenda, otherwise, what if I encounter a male ticket I like in the future and can't attract the other party.

After returning, Shen Ling put the cake in the space, then turned on the computer to continue writing.

After finishing writing the task of 5,000 words, Shen Ling casually ate something, and then cleared up the trash of the past two days and prepared to go out and throw it away.

She took the key and put it in her pocket, and as soon as she opened the door with the garbage bag, she saw a man walking out from the opposite door with a bag of garbage in her hand.

Shen Ling glanced lightly and found that it was the tall man he met at noon, who was about to talk to her, so he raised his head and walked over without squinting.

Zhou Kai was about to throw away the garbage at home and go to dinner. He saw the neighbor who cooked good food at the door came out. He was thinking about how to build a good relationship with this neighbor. When he had a chance to eat dinner in the future, girl He walked past him with a proud look.

Shen Ling took out the trash, thinking about the scene just now, only felt in a good mood, did not go back to cook, and walked directly out of the community to the hot pot restaurant. She ordered mutton slices, beef balls, shrimp balls, oiled tofu, quail eggs, tofu, potato chips and other ten kinds of ingredients in one breath. After writing all afternoon, the little thing she had just eaten was almost negligible. She feels that she can eat a whole roast leg of lamb if she is hungry now.

Soon, the waiter came over with the dishes she ordered. When Shen Ling was eating, he found that the tall man was also sitting nearby, ordering the bottom of the clear soup pot just like her.

Shen Ling picked up the last few quail eggs and finished eating, and called the waiter over to settle the bill. Coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Shen Ling turned out his mobile phone and found that it was still early, just after seven o'clock. She didn't know if there was a night market nearby, so Shen Ling thought about walking.

A particularly magnetic voice suddenly came from behind, "Beauty, take the liberty to ask if there is a large supermarket nearby?"

This voice successfully attracted Shen Ling's attention. She looked back, and under the shining of the street lamp, the tall man looked at her with a smile on his face, waiting for her answer.

"Yes, go one hundred meters ahead, turn left and walk a few steps at the crossroads." Shen Lingyan finished speaking concisely, and then walked forward.

Zhou Kai chased after a few steps, "I think you are also going south, so let's be a company together!"

Shen Ling turned his head and glanced at him, not understanding why this person was so enthusiastic about her suddenly, and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Kai quickly understood her expression, "I'm thinking about every neighbor. It doesn't hurt to know more."

It turns out that this is the case. Shen Ling is not the kind of stingy person. Since the other party has thrown out the olive branch, he always doesn't look cold, so he smiles lightly: "I want to find out if there is a night market nearby, not to go. The supermarket may not be able to keep company with you."

Zhou Kai smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I just wander around, I can go anywhere."

The two went to the end of the street and asked the clerk at a nearby convenience store, only to find a relatively small night market.

Although the night market is small, there are many kinds of things on the stalls. Shen Ling took a fancy to some of the ceramic dishes, and was about to pay for them, when he saw Zhou Kai rushing to pay.

He handed the dishes handed over by the stall owner to Shen Ling, and said with a smile: "This is just a housewarming gift from my neighbor."

A few dishes, but dozens of dollars, Shen Ling generously accepted, "Then I'm welcome."

Zhou Kai smiled more when she saw her accept it, and asked, "What are you doing with these dishes? You don't know how to cook at home!"

Shen Ling nodded and said, "Well, I like to cook by myself. Although I occasionally eat out, I still eat at home most of the time."

Zhou Kai praised her: "Nowadays, there are not many diligent girls like you. Your boyfriend is really good!"

Shen Ling smiled, did not speak.

The two continued to stroll around the night market for a while, and then returned to the community together.

The author has something to say: Tell the truth, when the scumbag author wrote a novel, he was more strenuous.

I copied all the materials for a year in my freshman year, and there was not so much content on the Internet at that time. Authors such as jewelry, clothing, fabrics, porcelain, furniture, gardens, houses, and **** are all collected from books in the library. At that time, I saved two notebooks.

I didn't start writing until my sophomore year, but most of them got stuck at 30,000 words. I remember one time when I managed to write a hundred thousand words so easily, I found a website to publish it, and the clicks were so few. Fortunately, the editor expressed pity and agreed to let me sign, but I hesitated for a long time and still didn't sign.

Later, after graduating and working, I started to test the waters here. I didn't write well at first, and the editor didn't even bother me. I was not added by an editor until I wrote about Xianxia. But knowing how to write, but there is no time. Later, working, getting married and having children, took up a lot of time.

Well, a lot of nonsense. There is only one main point. The scum author thinks he is not that kind of genius author, so the process of becoming a goddess will not be too simple.