Wear It with Space

A month later, the medicinal bath that Shen Ling took every night showed initial results, and his skin was much whiter than before. Now, walking on the university campus, he has finally turned around.

However, compared with medicated bath, there is not much progress on the novel side. Shen Ling thought that since he could write stereotypes well, writing novels shouldn't be difficult. But after I wrote it, I discovered that the eight-part essay and the novel are completely different things.

Eight-legged essays have a certain word limit, generally controlled within six to seven hundred words, and it has a fixed format. There are requirements for writing a few sentences breaking the title and writing a few sentences under the title.

The novel is different from the eight-part essay with many requirements. First of all, there is no limit on the number of words. It depends on the author's own feelings. But how much you want to write is one thing, and whether you can write it is another. Secondly, when writing novels, especially serialization, the most important thing is the plot. The plot is completely weaving by the author himself. It does not delimit a range for you like the stereotype, which is the four books and five classics.

However, Shen Ling felt that although he hadn't made much progress, he had written a 50,000-character novel somehow. These 50,000 characters, judging by her senior readers, are rough and fine, but they are not all rubbish. Under her careful screening, she can still find out some of the content that can be viewed. These contents were copied into a file by her for future use.

After finishing these contents, Shen Ling began to conceive the second novel.

In this novel, she intends to still write about the subject of traversal, but not traversing to the big family, but to the farm. She is going to write her first quick-wearing experience into a novel. Although farming literature is not popular yet, Shen Ling remembers that in a few years, farming literature will be popular for a while. So she can write it out now, and then take it out and revise it before publishing it.

After Shen Ling determined the subject matter, he began to outline. The last novel only wrote 50,000 words. In the final analysis, there is no outline. Whatever is written, I don’t know what to write. This time Shen Ling intends to challenge herself to write a 100,000-character novel, so she wrote the outline in particular detail, such as how many chapters there are in this novel, and what is to be written in each chapter.

Having the first quick-wearing experience as a model, Shen Ling quickly finished the outline. Then Shen Ling started to write the first chapter according to the content of the outline. Maybe she really lived in an ancient farmhouse. The first chapter was written so smoothly, and one novel was finished.

In the next few days, she maintained this speed and quickly wrote more than 30,000 words.

After half a month, the second novel came out.

Shen Ling couldn't help feeling a little. It was better to write familiar content. He knew that the first book should be written in farming.

With this experience, when Shen Ling wrote his third novel, he wrote about his experiences as a fisher girl.

Halfway through the writing of the third novel, Shen Ling couldn't help it. When he was off on Saturday, he found a relatively small website, registered a pen name, and put the first three chapters on it.

Anyway, the novels on the theme of Fisher Girl are rather biased. I guess no one will read them even if I take them out in the future.

After the novel was published, Shen Ling was a little restless in the afternoon. She simply closed the computer and prepared to go for a walk.

After leaving the gate of the community, Shen Ling went to the large supermarket. After living in ancient times for so many years, Shen Ling now sees certain things, such as toothpaste, toothbrush, toilet paper, etc., and can't help but buy it.

As a result, when Shen Ling came out of the supermarket, he carried several shopping bags. Although the supermarket was not far from the community, after bringing these things home, Shen Ling's arms were still sore. I was busy writing novels every day, and I almost didn't even have time to practice internal skills. After walking for a while, I felt tired.

She lay half on the sofa and rested for a while before getting up to prepare dinner.

Before the rice was ready, there was a knock on the door outside. After opening the door, Zhou Kai stood there carrying two plastic bags.

Shen Ling greeted the people into the living room, and Zhou Kai carried the plastic bag and said, "This is a self-raised black-bone chicken sent by a colleague of my company. I heard that it is best for making soup. I remember that you like to cook. They are only used when they are delivered to you."

Shen Ling saw that there were seven or eight black-bone chickens in the plastic bag, and couldn't help but said, "You don't need to give me so many, just one or two."

Zhou Kai couldn't help but put the plastic bag in the kitchen, "I don't know how to cook. It is a waste to keep these black-bone chicken. You have to be really embarrassed. Just leave me a bowl after the black-bone chicken soup is cooked."

The last sentence was his purpose for sending these black-bone chickens to Shen Ling, so after he finished speaking, he waited for Shen Ling's response.

Shen Ling didn't think so much, thinking that he didn't want to waste ingredients, so he said: "In this case, I just want to have dinner, and you can stay and eat together! After dinner, the black chicken soup should be almost ready to be simmered. You can take it away and keep the supper that night."

Zhou Kai responded with a smile, feeling that a few black-bone chickens were exchanged for a home-cooked meal, and the deal was worthwhile.

Shen Ling put the Bi Japonica rice into the rice cooker, simmered the black-bone chicken, then turned out the beef and eggs bought from the supermarket from the refrigerator, and took out some fresh vegetables, fish and shrimps from the space, and started to get busy.

Hearing the clanging clanging of vegetables in the kitchen, Zhou Kai felt very pleasant, so he sat there quietly, fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand.

After Shen Ling finished making eight dishes and came out of the soup, he saw this scene. The man half-downed his head and fiddled with the phone indifferently, with a hint of relaxation in his laziness, and the afterglow of the setting sun happened to be coming from the glass window. When it hit him, the whole figure seemed to be covered with a layer of golden brilliance, looking very seductive.

Shen Ling suddenly felt that the busy schedule just now was worth it, and with such a seductive man to accompany him to dinner, he would surely be able to eat an extra bowl of rice later.

When eating, Shen Ling really felt that his appetite was very good. When someone accompanied the meal, even the fried dishes felt more fragrant than in the past. Of course, there is another reason that Zhou Kai used his chopsticks too fast. The sweet and sour carp that Shen Ling made the best, only a moment's effort, the tender meat on the fish head was separated by the two.

Zhou Kai praised as he ate, "This fish tastes good, it should be wild!"

Shen Ling glanced at him in surprise, "Can you eat this too?"

Zhou Kai took a piece of meat from the belly of the fish and picked up the big spines on it, saying, "Artificially fed carp has a softer meat than wild fish."

Shen Ling could only sincerely admire: "You are amazing, I can't tell the difference."

Zhou Kai pointed to the rice in the bowl again, "There is also rice, what kind of rice do you use, why have I never eaten such fragrant rice."

Shen Ling turned on the mode of open-eyes and nonsense, "It was given by a relative in my family who lives in the country. I don't know what rice it is."

Zhou Kai mixed the fish with the thorns into the rice and slowly sent it to his mouth. After all he swallowed, he said, "I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time."

Shen Ling looked at the enjoyment expression on his face, only to find it very funny, "Really?" asked him again, "Would you like another bowl?"

Zhou Kai handed her the bowl, "Of course I will have another bowl. Don't you know, since my mother went abroad, I have never eaten home-cooked dishes like this again."

The two of them ate and talked, and soon they ate almost the same dishes on a table. After cleaning the table, Shen Ling served him a cup of tea. Zhou Kai carefully looked at the tea in the cup, "This is Junshan Silver Needle Right?"

After a meal, Shen Ling had discovered that his tongue was particularly powerful, but his nose was also quite sharp. The box of Junshan Silver Needles was still rewarded by Shen Ling when she was a maid in the Hou Mansion, because she didn’t like it very much. The taste, I haven't drank much.

"It's Junshan Silver Needle." Shen Ling placed a plate of cut fruits in front of him.

Zhou Kai gently sipped the tea, "Well, the taste is authentic, it is indeed Junshan Silver Needle."

After drinking the tea in the cup, the two chatted for a while, and when the black-bone chicken soup was cooked, Zhou Kai took the soup and left. Shen Ling simply tidied the tea table and went to read the novel he published.

She took out the notebook and connected it to the Internet, skillfully typed the word "Zhufeng", then clicked on the female frequency novel section of the website, entered the writer area, and directly clicked on the novel she had just published.

Even though Shen Ling was mentally prepared, he couldn't help being slightly disappointed when he saw that the number of hits was only 20 o'clock. Looking at the comments, there is no one.

In the next few days, the number of clicks on the novel rose from 20 to more than 100, and there were a few more comments below, but all newcomers came to advertise under the article, and there was no real reader comment.

When Shen Ling published the novel, firstly, he couldn't help the loneliness of writing a novel, and secondly, he also wanted to know how others thought of her novel. Now that she has not received the effect she wanted, she simply stopped checking the data of that novel over and over again, and sank her heart to prepare to finish writing the third novel in one breath.

After finishing writing the third novel, when Shen Ling was wandering around a forum one day, he suddenly found an article that was very helpful to her writing. The title of the article is "How to Write a Fiction of 150,000 Words". Shen Ling read it three times from beginning to end, and felt that the method mentioned in the article could be tried.

Xu is the content of this article that inspired Shen Ling. When she wrote the fourth novel, she felt that her writing style was much better than before. Comparing the three previous novels, I can see that I have made a lot of progress.

It's just that the writing style has come up, but Shen Ling's speed in writing novels has been much slower. When the first snow fell in 2007, she finished the fourth novel.

At this time, it was close to school holidays. Shen Ling does not plan to go home for the New Year this year. It just so happened that Zhou Kai, who was on the opposite side, also celebrated the New Year alone. The two negotiated and sat down to have a good meal on New Year's Eve.

For more than half a year, Shen Ling had been acquainted with Zhou Kai, and later learned of his rich second generation identity, and he was a rich second generation who started his own business.

Although he is the second generation of the rich, Zhou Kai usually wears very ordinary clothes. The only thing that can tell that his family has a better family background is his mouth.

However, Shen Ling's cooking skills are better, and the vegetables, fish and shrimps produced in the space are fresh and green, so he has never heard him say that a certain dish is not delicious.

At the moment, Shen Ling made a large table of dishes, poured himself and Zhou Kai each a glass of red wine, and the two began to chopsticks. With a person like Zhou Kai who has a lot of food in his mouth, Shen Ling always feels that eating is very tasteful. For each dish, as long as she starts slowly, that dish will be reduced by one-third or more.

In the end, Shen Ling really couldn't rob Zhou Kai and surrendered, "Shall we eat slowly?"

Zhou Kai put down his chopsticks, took a sip of red wine, and frowned slightly: "He Xiaoqian, didn't you buy this bottle of red wine from the supermarket?"

Shen Ling nodded and said, "Dear Lord Zhou said without his tongue."

Zhou Kai snapped his fingers, "This wine is not good. It's also a New Year's Eve dinner at any rate. We have to order it." After he finished speaking, he returned to his home and took a bottle of red wine that looked very good.

He took two other glasses and poured the red wine he had brought, and handed one of them to Shen Ling. Shen Ling took a sip. He felt that it was no different from the previous bottle. Maybe her tongue was not so sensitive and could not distinguish. It was good or bad, but she didn't say anything of interest, and drank all the wine in the glass.

During this New Year's Eve dinner, the two ate for more than an hour, and the bottom of the bottle of red wine that Zhou Kai had brought was turned upside down. However, both of them drink well, so they can sit down and watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Shen Ling filled two plates with all kinds of dried fruits bought from the supermarket, and brought a few more bottles of drinks. The two of them spit out sketches of the Spring Festival Gala while eating dried fruits, and drank a drink when they were thirsty, so that Zhou Kai got up until the end of the Spring Festival Gala.

Shen Ling got up to see him off, and when he walked to the door, Zhou Kai suddenly looked back and smiled, "He Xiaoqian, you probably don't have a boyfriend yet?"

What Shen Ling didn't understand, she looked at Zhou Kai up and down, "What if there is, so what if there is no?"

Zhou Kai leaned over to her slightly, and the breath exuded a bit of wine: "Forget it if you have it, if you don't have it, you will be my girlfriend!"

Shen Ling smiled and said, "Are you looking for a girlfriend or a cook?" After speaking, he ignored him and closed the door directly.