Squinting his eyes lazily, Su Yunqing tilted his head and looked at Xiao Yi.
There was a little confusion in her watery eyes, and then she tightened her tight coat with her little hands and said confusedly.
"Have you finished writing?"
It was cold in spring, and the cool breeze slowly blew the messy burgundy bangs on her forehead. For a moment, a thrilling beauty shone brightly in the starry night.
Xiao Yi felt a little lost in a trance.
Is she really still Su Yunqing?
"Well, the first part is almost finished. Do you want to watch it now?"
Su Yunqing twitched her eyelids twice, yawned and closed her eyes again.
"Then wait until you finish writing. I'm so sleepy, so I'll squint for a while. When you finish writing, call me."
With that said, the woman twisted her body and lay on the stone table and fell asleep again.
His eyes stayed on her for a long time, and seeing that she seemed to have really fallen into a deep sleep, Xiao Yi got up and went back to the living room to fill up the tea cup. Then she walked to the end of the garden, stood at the railing, and silently looked at the neon night scene below the mountain.
.
The heat in the tea cup rises, and Xiao Yi's thoughts drift away.
I don't know how long the isolation in this villa area will last.
Although I have no worries about food and drink, it is not a problem if I continue like this.
If they go back one day late, Qingyi and Xiaoxiao will be worried for one more day.
Even if they reassure themselves that they are fine, how can they really feel relieved?
In addition, Su Yunqing's matter has been hanging on her mind, and Xiao Yi has no time to deal with it now. She doesn't know whether she has returned to Yanjing or whether she is still staying in the magic city.
You must know that the Magic City is now a hardest-hit area, and Xiao Yi still feels uneasy because she does not know her specific safety.
All kinds of things happened one after another.
…
The time has come for spring.
The nights in early spring always carry a chill. Although the ice and snow melt and flowers bloom, Xiao Yi's mood is never happy.
After remaining silent in the garden for a long time, Xiao Yi returned to the pavilion.
At this time, Su Yunqing had woken up and was leaning on her elbows and looking at him quietly.
"woke up?"
Sitting on the stool, Xiao Yi said casually.
"Um."
With a slight hum, Su Yunqing took off his coat and gave it back to Xiao Yi, and then walked towards the living room.
Looking at her background, Xiao Yi shook her head and continued to immerse herself in the world of three-body.
It was around ten o'clock at night when I finished writing the first part.
Xiao Yi looked up and found Su Yunqing appearing on the swing not far away again.
Her hair swayed lightly in the breeze.
The light gauze dances gracefully, and wisps of floral fragrance come from all directions.
Under the moonlit night, the picture of women, swings, and gardens is harmonious and inexplicably beautiful.
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The next day.
It was already dawn when Xiao Yi woke up.
After washing, I went to the living room.
Before Xiao Yi even got closer, she heard loud noises coming from the TV.
Su Yunqing was lying on the yoga mat, learning the movements from the TV.
She wore a tight-fitting outfit that outlined the graceful lines of her graceful figure, and her long, fair legs and two arms were also exposed to the air.
Perhaps after practicing for a while, Su Yunqing's skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the hair on his forehead was also stuck to sweat beads. The smell was not unpleasant, and seemed to have a slight fragrance.
Ever since, Xiao Yi couldn't help but look at it for a while longer.
Perhaps because of something in his heart, Su Yunqing turned his head and took a look. When he found Xiao Yi behind him, his movements couldn't help but froze.
Then he said calmly.
"I finished reading it last night, and I also corrected the typos for you."
"Are you going to publish it online?"
Su Yunqing's words were natural and without any embarrassment. She didn't seem to care at all when Xiao Yi saw her doing yoga.
After pouring herself a glass of water, Xiao Yi sat down on the sofa and smiled.
"That's the idea."
"In today's society, physical publishing has gradually become outdated. If you want to gain greater exposure, it is naturally best to publish your novel online."
Nodding, Su Yunqing turned off the TV, put away the yoga mat, then picked up the water glass on the side and drank it in one sip, then said.
"You're not thinking about earning royalties, are you?"
"The quality of this novel is very high. At least no other work of the same type that I have read can compare with it. Even if it is this year's World Science Fiction Award, it is not surprising that it won the gold medal."
"Even the Nobel Prize in Literature is very possible..."
This rating is not low.
But in Xiao Yi's opinion, it is also true.
Not to mention that science fiction in this world is still in its infancy. Even in the Internet era when hundreds of flowers bloomed in later generations, the birth of the Three-Body Problem was a nuclear bomb.
Xiao Yi certainly has no doubts about its quality.
But posting it online…
Xiao Yi is not interested in any of the biggest companies currently on the market.
It’s not because they don’t have enough traffic, but once the novel is published on their website, it means that the copyright of Three-Body Problem is handed over to others.
Xiao Yi is not that stupid yet.
He would choose this period of time to write about The Three-Body Problem. Firstly, life was too boring and he wanted to find something to do for himself. Secondly, since such a treasure had been gathering dust, Xiao Yi felt very sorry, so he thought of doing a warm-up in advance.
Xiao Yi is not worried at all about its popularity. It may not take long at all for it to become popular all over the world.
At that time, we can also use this as a medium to open a large IP.
As for the Science Fiction Award, the Nobel Prize for Literature...
If I remember correctly, no one from the Xia Kingdom in this world has ever won a Nobel Prize.
This has also become a thorn in the hearts of countless people.
Who doesn't look forward to the highest palace? It's a pity that when the Nobel Prize is announced every year, Xia Guoren's name will never appear.
Even if one or two appear occasionally, they are all of Xia origin and cannot be called pure Xia people.
Seeing Xiao Yi meditating there, Su Yunqing did not chat and walked into the bathroom with a towel.
Every moment, the sound of gurgling water could be heard faintly in the living room.
Through the blurry glass, Xiao Yi seemed to be able to see a hazy figure.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shaking his head and smiling, Xiao Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Jingman's number.
A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Zhang Jingman's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Well, boss~"
"You're not awake yet?"
With a smile on her lips, Xiao Yi said.
"Wake up, wake up, it was too late to play with Qin Shi and the others last night."
Too late to play?
How to play?
Who plays who?
Hearing this, a very fragrant picture emerged in Xiao Yi's mind.
He didn't ask much, first he was concerned about whether they had been affected by the epidemic, and then he said seriously.
"Jingman, please contact the planning department and ask them to create a novel section today."
"Is the novel version faster?"
"Boss, is Bila Bila going to enter the online literary world?"
"It's too early to talk about entering the market. Let them make a template first, and I'm going to publish a novel on it."
ha?
After hearing these words, Zhang Jingman suddenly lost most of her sleepiness in a high-end apartment in Shanghai.
Does the boss also write novels?
In order to publish it online, a novel version is specially created and will be released soon?
Tsk tsk tsk.
A serious novel?
If you don’t have certain experience and writing skills, can you read what you write?
"Boss, can you tell me what genre you write?"
"Science fiction."
Sci-fi?
Zhang Jingman was a little confused.
Shouldn't we write about domineering CEOs and scumbag men?
If it is this type, Zhang Jingman still has some confidence that the boss will write some insights.
It's just science fiction...
Although Zhang Jingman doesn’t know much about online writing, she also knows that this is a type that no dog would touch.
"Okay, stop thinking nonsense and let us know."
Smiling, Xiao Yi had already put down the phone.
At this time, Su Yunqing had finished taking a bath, and the servants in the villa had almost prepared breakfast.
Han Yun came to the living room and saw that Xiao Yi was on the phone just now without disturbing him. She was sitting at the dining table with a newspaper and reading it carefully.
The atmosphere is warm and demure.
………
After breakfast, Xiao Yi returned to his room, and Su Yunqing followed him slowly.
The bedroom is very quiet.
Fragments of sunlight fall in from the branches and leaves outside the window, giving people a warm and relaxing feeling.
Xiao Yi was sitting at his desk working hard on the second part of The Three-Body Problem.
【Dark Forest】
Su Yunqing was sitting next to him, translating the first English version of the manuscript.
When he learned that Xiao Yi was going to publish the book online, Su Yunqing volunteered to be an English translator.
Originally, Xiao Yi could do this kind of thing by himself, after all, his foreign language skills were excellent.
But with Su Yunqing doing the work for her, Xiao Yi was happy and free.
The atmosphere was very subtle and no one talked casually.
Only the crisp sound of the keyboard continued to sound in the bedroom.
Occasionally, Su Yunqing would turn her head to discuss with Xiao Yi the specialized terms used in the novel, and then turn her head to translate the English version of The Three-Body Problem seriously.
Halfway through, Han Yun knocked on the door and came in with a plate of fruit.
When I saw the scene inside the house clearly, I felt a little relieved in my eyes.
Han Yun noticed that her eldest daughter and Xiao Yi were not getting along with each other before. Han Yun also knew about Yun Qing's deviant feelings in some aspects.
I just don’t know what happened during this period, and the eldest daughter’s personality has changed so much.
Although Han Yun was very confused, she was happy to see such a scene.
Instead of sisters being estranged and seemingly inseparable, the presence of Xiao Yi is full of acrimony.
Seeing that both of them were concentrating seriously on the work at hand, Han Yun did not disturb them, put down the fruit in her hands and left quietly.
………
At noon.
Zhang Jingman called and the novel version is about to be released.
After all, just adding a section does not require any complicated procedures. In addition, it was the big boss's instruction. Naturally, the planning department spared no effort in the work, so that it was successfully completed in a few hours.
Xiao Yi opened Bila Bila's website and saw the novel version behind the ghost and animal section.
Because this is a new section, there are no reserved books yet, so the page still looks blank.
However, the corresponding categories, lists, and functions are all available.
Just as Xiao Yi was staring at the computer screen, Su Yunqing also raised his head at this moment, his eyes a little tired.
Xiao Yi smiled at her, then took the notebook in her hand and read it.
"Do you understand?"
Su Yunqing asked curiously.
Xiao Yi did not reply to her, but read the words clearly and corrected some subtle grammatical errors.
Su Yunqing's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
His English level is so high?
Didn’t he study Chinese language and literature?
If you hadn't looked at his appearance, you would have thought he was an authentic British person based on his accent.
All right.
Su Yunqing once again discovered an excellent potential trait in Xiao Yi.
Singing, painting, novels, English...
How many advantages does he have that he doesn't know about?
"Why are you looking at me? Have you never seen a handsome person?"
Seeing Su Yunqing staring at him, Xiao Yi joked.
With a disdainful snort, Su Yunqing turned his gaze and immediately stood up.
"I've seen a lot of handsome people, but this is the first time I've seen someone as shameless as you."
After saying that, the figure had disappeared into the bedroom.
Xiao Yi frowned.
It sounds like there's something flirtatious about it.
Xiao Yi found that he could no longer understand the way the two people got along.
Moreover, Su Yunqing did not mention a word about Su Yunqing for several days.
This is not like her style.
After lunch.
Xiaoyi uploaded the first part of The Three-Body Problem to BilaBila.
Because of Zhang Jingman’s advance notice, the person in charge of Novel Edition Express reviewed and approved it in a timely manner.
It should be said that no review is required.
Even if the boss writes some plots that are not allowed in the market, the person in charge of the novel will not dare to complain.
After all, this is Bila Bila, and it is not under the jurisdiction of some third young man named Tang who made a fortune by writing marginal articles and then kicked the door down.
But speaking of it, the person in charge was very curious about the novel written by the big boss. After informing Zhang Jingman about the matter, he sat in front of the computer with great interest and "appreciated" the boss's masterpiece.
at the same time.
Many users who are browsing BilaBila have also discovered a new section on the website.
I clicked on this website out of curiosity and found that there was only one book in this section.
The name is also an incomprehensible two-letter word.
【Three-body】
………
Another round of bright moon is hanging high.
The footsteps of spring are getting closer and closer.
There are more and more flowers in bud in the garden.
In the pavilion.
A bottle of red wine rests on the stone table.
Su Yunqing swung her sandals and sipped wine leisurely, her delicate toes smeared with rose-red codan.
Under the moonlight, it looked inexplicably dazzling.
She tilted her head and looked at the quiet figure in front of the guest bedroom window, with intriguing arcs in her eyes.
Perhaps feeling something in her heart, Xiao Yi raised her head and met her eyes.
Then he saw Su Yunqing smiling at him and shaking the wine glass in his hand.
That seems to be saying.
Would you like a drink?
After thinking about it, Xiao Yi didn't refuse, got up and went outside.
The moonlight is beautiful tonight.
Being halfway up the mountain, you can face the bright moon hanging above your head more directly. Looking up, the full moon is like a silver plate or an ice mirror.
The clear light spreads all over the ground.
There was a smile in Su Yunqing's eyes, and her peach blossom eyes were full of water, and she quietly watched the figure who looked up intoxicated among the flowers.
Suddenly.
A sentence I once read in a novel comes to mind.
【He has never been the moon】
【He is your mirror】
(Can I still play with a monthly ticket of 1,000 yuan~)