Chapter 338: Father Wangs reason for delaying the update
Wang Ling felt that he must have had nightmares because he hadn't slept for too long.
He closed his eyes and looked inside his body, and even checked his soul inside and out, but did not find the soul contract mentioned by the old coconut man in the dream.
So...you must be overthinking it, right?
Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, if it was like what the old coconut man said in the dream, souls would be automatically connected as soon as they entered the space, Wang Ling felt that he should be able to fully feel it.
Although life now has some ups and downs, overall it is still within the range that Wang Ling can accept. At this stage, it is still a bit too early for Wang Ling to come into contact with people in the position of Immortal Lord. Wang Ling does not want to be
I am pestered by an inexplicable person, and I don’t want to be associated with some so-called seniors in the cultivation circle for no reason. That will only bring more trouble to myself...
Frowning, Wang Ling raised his hand and opened all the windows in the room.
What was originally a wonderful weekend was completely ruined by the old coconut man, which made Wang Ling feel a little upset for no reason.
The cool breeze blew through the window and blew on Wang Ling's cheek, calming his restless heart a little.
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After reviewing his homework for a while upstairs, Wang Ling closed the book and saw through the window that the old man and Wang Ma were riding sheep. Wang Ma was sitting behind the tricycle with Loopy in her arms, and the old man was pedaling the tricycle.
The posture should be that he is going to buy groceries and take Loopy Ha for a walk.
Wang Ling sat in front of the desk with his chin held high, staring at the old man riding a tricycle along Donghuang Road. When he was only ten meters away from the Wang family's villa, Wang Ling saw Loopy actually holding out dog melon seeds and tugging at the corners of his eyes.
With a grimace, this scene immediately made Wang Ling's face twitch... He truly felt that Loopy Ha's life was much more comfortable than his own!
On a rare weekend, Wang Ling used his watch to open Father Wang's novel and read it. He was surprised to find that Father Wang had not updated the chapter today.
He scrolled down the web page, and sure enough he saw that the comment section of the novel "The Live Life of the Immortal King" was full of complaints.
Book friend "Xiaobai is very exaggerated": Wang Situ didn't update anymore today? Tell me if you don't update, waiting for updates is the most painful!
Book friend "Stop the War: Dreams": Shocked! The author of a certain online novel has not updated it until now. Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality behind this?
Book friend "Gold flows in July": I used to pursue a book by an author called Three Days and Two Sleeps. As I kept chasing, I found out that this author established Two Days and Two Sleeps... Mr. Wang Situ, you have to hold on.
ah!
Book friends "Shut up the author's code in the dark room": Please pay attention to your quality! Swearing is wrong! Let me see, why don't we find two people to guard the door of the author's house, and then use a sack when the author comes out?
The author puts it on and gives it to the "soup"!
Book friend "GGsbada": Could it be that from now on we will update once a day... OH! No!
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Wang Ling: "..."
In Wang Ling's impression, the phenomenon of Father Wang procrastinating is not unheard of, and judging from Wang Ling's summary of the update rules of Father Wang's novels over the years, usually if Father Wang updates at a normal pace, he will usually
There will be no delayed or interrupted updates.
But if Father Wang has a sudden burst of inspiration one day and completes a week's worth of manuscripts in one day, then what awaits Father Wang may be a subsequent exhaustion of inspiration... In the end, Father Wang is just an ordinary person, and inspiration is so illusory.
Things don't just come. When the one-time burst of inspiration is over, Dad Wang will inevitably fall into a situation where he feels that his brain has been drained.
When it comes to writing, sometimes I really can’t rush it.
Sometimes the more you want to write something, you may find that your mind is completely blank when you really want to start writing.
For veteran website writers like Dad Wang, sometimes the reasons for postponing or interrupting updates are usually due to time reasons, such as cooperating with the website to do some offline promotion of novels. Of course, there are also plot reasons.
, Wang’s father has been writing for many years, and Wang Ling doesn’t believe that his father really can’t write a word. But in this state of mind, if he has to force himself to write something, the quality of the chapters cannot be explained to the readers.
Whether to update or to improve quality is a question that many authors face.
After all, you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
So when Wang Ling went downstairs, he saw Father Wang sitting on the sofa with a lifeless look on his face, his head resting on his hands and a cigarette hanging from his mouth. Father Wang usually looks for inspiration by looking at female anchors.
Live broadcast, but his favorite female anchor Xiaoxuan was not online at this time, which made Father Wang especially feel a little irritated...
Seeing Wang Ling come down from upstairs, Dad Wang turned his head slightly, glanced at Wang Ling, and then patted the sofa: "Ling Ling, come and sit!"
Wang Ling knew that this was the second way Father Wang found inspiration, which was to find people to chat with.
Under normal circumstances, Wang Ma usually plays the role of chatting, but now that Wang Ma went out to buy groceries with the old man, Wang Ling was once again surprised to find that he had become the "spare tire"!
"Xiao Ming will come over in the evening. Your mother and your grandfather went out to buy groceries." Father Wang shook the ashes from his cigarette and said to Wang Ling.
Wang Ling said "Yeah" quite cooperatively.
Father Wang, who had lost his inspiration intermittently, even the look in his eyes was different, full of gloom. This look made Wang Ling a little uncomfortable.
Father Wang squinted his eyes at Wang Ling and found that Wang Ling was two feet away from him. He couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Why are you so far away from me, kid?"
Wang Ling: "..."
Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Ling over to his side: "Why did you stick to me when you were a child? Have you forgotten?"
Wang Ling took a deep breath and chose not to care about it: "..." When he was a child, the thing that impressed him the most was probably his father Wang's beard. This thing really made him nervous...
Suddenly mentioning things from his childhood reminded Dad Wang of many stories and he couldn't help but laugh: "Did you know? In fact, your mother also wrote novels before."
Wang Ling cast a curious look: "Huh?"
Dad Wang: "Your mother and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young. I know her hobbies very well. Moreover, your mother also published a book when she was young, and her writing was very good! At that time, she was contacted by many publishing houses.
She was writing a sequel, and your mother had even drafted the outline, planning to debut under a new pen name...but she just happened to be pregnant with you."