"I know, I know, you are a beautiful woman who is both beautiful inside and outside. Is it okay??"

After a few random sentences from Zhang Luoluo, Han Qingjun ended watching Journey to the West, then opened the folder with his laptop, started typing on the keyboard, and started to make the story of the stupid tiger Kabat.

"It's great to know that mistakes can improve. I'll write well and try to get it out before twelve o'clock tonight. Whether we can earn money in the past few months depends on your novel. Come on, I'll prepare dinner for you." Seeing Han Qingjun starting to write, in order not to disturb him, Zhang Luoluo had to say goodbye and leave, go out to buy vegetables and prepare for dinner tonight.

When Han Qingjun told the little girl that the silly tiger Kabat used the oral version, so the number of words is relatively small, less than 10,000 words, or even less than 7,000 words.

If the seven thousand words were normal, Han Qingjun could do it in one hour, but the oral version of the stupid tiger Kabat is not suitable for making it into an electronic novel. The reason is that readers today do not like to read novels described in publishing mode on their mobile phones.

So in order to perfectly show this story in the form of online writing, Han Qingjun finally chose to redescribe the story in the third person.

Then it is more suitable to write novels by using the third person, but its word count has become more and more. It has changed from less than 7,000 words to the current 23,000 words.

It took Han Qingjun more than three hours to get it out. During this period, Zhang Luoluo came in and asked him how many times he wanted to eat first and then do it, but he ignored it. He was worried that his thoughts would break, so he was hungry and kept urinating. He kept typing there for more than three hours.

After copying the complete novel, Han Qingjun directly handed the laptop to Zhang Luoluo who was waiting for him while playing with his cell phone. He jumped out of bed and rushed into the toilet, and then immediately put the water on.

After putting the water, Han Qingjun walked out with his stomach covering his stomach and asked Zhang Luoluo, "Didn't you pour out the food? If not, I'll heat it up. If it comes, please order me some takeaway..."

"It was not poured out. There was rice in the rice cooker, the dish in the insulation cabinet, and the braised pork ribs in the casserole. You can take it for yourself. I just saw that you wrote it almost, so I heated it up for you. But remember to wash the dishes yourself when you are full..."

After a few words from Han Qingjun casually, Zhang Luoluo divided the [Silly Tiger Kabat] written by Han Qingjun into eleven chapters, each chapter is about two thousand words, and then gave some corresponding chapter names, and then took Han Qingjun's Weibo to post.

Posted on Weibo, Zhang Luoluo chose two operating models. One is the free mode of watching advertisements [there are so many advertisements that make people upset, one chapter with four or five advertisements] The other is to buy the whole book for ten yuan [there is no advertisement, it is a bit expensive].

After posting the novel, Zhang Luoluo put away his cell phone and Han Qingjun's laptop, walked out of the room and looked at Han Qingjun who was eating in the living room and said, "Are you a starving ghost reincarnated? Is it still I haven't had dinner yet? Are you planning to finish it yourself and starve me to death?"

"You haven't eaten yet. I thought you're full. I haven't eaten the soup in the casserole yet. You can use the soup to eat noodles. I've finished the rice..." Han Qingjun, who was sweeping the food, immediately put down his chopsticks awkwardly when he heard Zhang Luoluo's words, pointed to the casserole in the kitchen and asked her to cook noodles.

"You said you were not hit. Look at your imitation now. You are just using your meal to vent your hatred... I don't want to talk about you anymore. It's just a woman who doesn't love you." After saying a few words to Han Qingjun with a hint of regret, Zhang Luoluo turned around and went to the kitchen to cook noodles and eat it.

"You think too much, I won't be sad for such a woman. I just exercised a lot recently and my appetite has also become bigger." After explaining to Zhang Luoluo in the kitchen, Han Qingjun picked up the chopsticks again to sweep the remaining food on the table, and quickly finished them.

"Give you a bowl of soup and eat less at night, you will gain weight!!"

After bringing out a bowl of soup from the kitchen to Han Qingjun, Zhang Luoluo turned around and went to the bottom of the kitchen and said to Han Qingjun without looking back, "By the way, you really plan to continue to accompany that little girl tomorrow afternoon?"

"Well, I have nothing to do anyway and don't want to do anything else, so I'll go and play with her. Maybe the little girl has a happy time with me and has a better mentality and is rescued in an instant, hahaha..." After laughing and replying to Zhang Luoluo for a few words, Han Qingjun picked up the soup there and started drinking in small sips.

Seeing that Han Qingjun was serious, Zhang Luoluo put a piece of noodles into the casserole to cook, and then agreed to let him go with a smile. "Go, go, tell a few more stories, and then write them out for me. Maybe in the future, we can eat even if we don't cover other people's songs and focus on writing novels."

"I dare not say anything else. I can really play with novels. I feel like I was born to write novels. I will tell Nana a story tomorrow. I will come back after telling it. Oh, my stomach hurts a little. I cleaned up the dishes and I went back to my room..." Seeing that Zhang Luoluo's noodles were almost cooked, Han Qingjun, who didn't want to wash dishes, pretended that his stomach hurt.

Bang.... When he heard Han Qingjun's closing sound, Zhang Luoluo was stunned for a moment, then shouted in anger, "Han Qingjun, you want me to wash the bowl you eat yourself. I am not your agent or servant now, hurry up and wash it yourself!"

"I'm sorry, Han Qingjun, whom you shouted, has already entered a state of pretending to be deaf, so he will be despised as if he can't hear everything you shout!!" Hearing Zhang Luoluo's shouting, Han Qingjun replied to her words in the room very naughtyly.

After being angry with Han Qingjun, Zhang Luoluo, who was filled with noodles, immediately walked to Han Qingjun's door and ate noodles while threatening him fiercely. "You'd better come out quickly, otherwise I won't cook for you or wash clothes for you tomorrow, so you'd better consider it now before answering me."

"I'll try to eat. If you eat, put the dishes and chopsticks there. I'll go out to wash..." Although Han Qingjun can cook and wash clothes, he has never touched these things since he came out at the age of 18. For this reason, he directly admitted his mercy in the face of Zhang Luoluo's threat.

"Well, I'll take it seriously. I'll put the dishes on the table when I'm full. If you don't wash it, you'll wait for me to clean up tomorrow, hum." After warning Han Qingjun proudly, Zhang Luoluo turned around and returned to the dining table to eat.
Chapter completed!