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Chapter 127 Lao Tzu forced it to ninth place?

Sun Quan, who was typing at full speed with all his firepower turned on, was stunned. His fingers tapping on the keyboard stopped there. He turned to look at the bowl of noodles in Yuan Shuiqing's hand. It was obvious that her skills were average.

The noodle soup is very clear, without adding any soy sauce. The ribs must be the braised pork ribs in his kitchen. The green vegetables are probably cooked together with the noodles. They are mixed in the noodles and look a bit soft. The poached eggs are also a bit burnt.

But Sun Quan still felt his heartstrings trembling, if he had heartstrings.

In his previous life, as a streetwalker who had been on the street for ten thousand years, his treatment from the female prostitutes could only be described as mediocre. Anyway, the female prostitutes did not cook for him, and the most they could do was make a bowl of instant noodles.

He had never met someone like Yuan Shuiqing who cooked noodles and fried a poached egg for him.

In fact, when he decided to pursue Yuan Shuiqing, he was mentally prepared - he did not expect her to give him anything to eat.

Because in his impression, 90% of beautiful women cannot cook.

What's more, the major he studied in college was really crappy. Before his rebirth, his female leads often said: "You graduated as a chef! I didn't! So of course you cook!"

"Eat quickly! Write after you finish."

Yuan Shuiqing placed the noodle bowl in front of Sun Quan, looked at the documents on his computer, and smiled slightly, "What chapter did you write today?"

"Chapter 7, I fell asleep after writing it! My mind can't move anymore."

Sun Quan answered casually, picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the noodles. In fact, not only was his mind unable to move quickly, but he typed out 20,000 words on the keyboard a day. He felt that the skin on his fingertips had become thinner. When typing on the keyboard, his fingers

The tip is already painful.

"Chapter VII?"

Yuan Shuiqing's eyes were slightly surprised, "My brain can't move anymore? Do you want me to press it for you a few times?"

She looked at his head.

"Is it so good? Okay! Come on! Let's start! Let me try your skills."

Sun Quan, who was eating noodles, turned to look at her, nodded with a smile.

Of course he would not refuse such benefits.

Yuan Shuiqing walked up behind him with a smile, spread out the fingers of both hands, grabbed his forehead, pressed it gently, and said softly: "Actually, I haven't pressed it for anyone else, so I can't say that I have any skills. Don't be picky.

Ah! Try it and see if it works.

"Um...harder!"

Sun Quan continued to eat noodles with his head down, and casually made a request.

Yuan Shuiqing slightly increased the pressure.

After a while, Sun Quan spoke again: "Well, use harder!"

Yuan Shuiqing bit her lip slightly and pressed hard with her ten fingers, "Pfft...cough cough..." Sun Quan suddenly sprayed his face on the ground, lowered his head and coughed repeatedly.

Yuan Shuiqing was startled, "Ah? Eat slowly! There is no one to compete with you."

While scolding him softly, he helped him along his back with his hands.

After a while, Sun Quan raised his head, and a piece of noodles hung out of his nostrils playfully. He coughed and his face turned red. Without saying anything, he reached out and took out a piece of paper from the table and cleaned out the noodles in his nostrils.

That noodle.

Then he turned back and looked at Yuan Shuiqing resentfully, "Dear! I was wrong! Can you please be gentle?"

Yuan Shuiqing blinked her big innocent eyes and realized belatedly, "Ah? I was using too much force just now, so you...did you choke?"

Seeing her awkward expression, Sun Quan smiled helplessly, "No! It's my fault! I'm too weak and it's none of your business!"

If she takes the initiative to cook him noodles tonight and massage his head, there is no way he will be angry with her.

Yuan Shuiqing was still a little embarrassed, her cheeks were a little red, she smiled sheepishly, raised her hands, and said: "Well, forget it! I won't help you, just eat the noodles! After you finish eating, put this away quickly

I’ve written the chapter, and then go to bed early! I, I’m going to bed first.”

After saying that, she bit her lip lightly and left in a hurry.

"I'm really fine!"

Sun Quan shouted at her back. Watching her go out and close the door, he suddenly smiled.

At this moment, he felt that he had really earned something.

Earning such a good female vote.

Maybe he is relatively cheap at heart! At this moment when he felt sweet and happy, he felt a little worried in his heart.

It's not that he is worried that Yuan Shuiqing may leave him one day in the future.

Instead, he was worried that the depression, dissatisfaction and anger he had accumulated over the years in his heart would slowly dissipate as he spent more time with Yuan Shuiqing.

He didn't know if other authors needed such depression and anger towards life, but he always thought he did.

Just like a rock singer, when a rock singer is no longer angry about life, it is often when the work loses its rock flavor.

Also like several established superstars in Hong Kong.

They were all actors that Sun Quan liked very much, but before his rebirth, he gradually discovered that the acting skills of these actors he loved seemed to have deteriorated, and the scenes they performed no longer had the same amazing feeling as before.

At first, he didn't understand why.

Later, he slowly realized that the hostility in the characters of these actors had dissipated, and their characters had become too peaceful, even kind. Therefore, when the eyes of the characters they played should be sharp, they no longer had the sharp eyes they had when they were young.

That mind-blowing feeling.

Many authors in the Internet literature circle, including Sun Quan, have also discovered similar phenomena.

When many great artists first debuted, their works were very sharp and amazing.

For example, Shenji's "The Way of Buddhism" that Shenji is currently serializing has an obvious hostility between the lines. In Sun Quan's memory, Shenji wrote "Old Demon", "Dragon Snake" and several other books in the next few years.

This work is filled with murderous spirit and is very capable of infecting readers.

But after he became famous, the murderous spirit in his works became weaker and weaker, and the flavor that could infect readers became weaker and weaker.

You know yourself best.

Sun Quan knows that many of his inspirations and creative motivations come from the depression in his heart.

He wonders if the depression disappears one day, will what he writes still have flavor?

After being lost in thought for more than ten minutes, he suddenly shook his head.

Tell yourself in your heart: If you are really afraid that that day will come, then try to earn enough money to spend in this life before that day comes!

He has fallen in love with Yuan Shuiqing more and more, and there is no way he would break up with her for that kind of bullshit reason.

He lowered his head and continued eating noodles, and then continued typing.



On the afternoon of February 3, Gui Wu had lunch and made himself a cup of Blue Mountain coffee. Then he calmly turned on his computer and found the Qidian monthly ticket list.

During this process, there was always a smile on his lips.

He estimated that his "Evil Qi" ranking must have risen again.

And the fact did not surprise him. The Qidian monthly ticket list was opened, and he saw that his "Evil Qi" had reached the tenth place in the list.

As a new book that had just been on the shelves for three days, he was very proud that it could reach the top ten in the monthly popular list so quickly.

But the next second, his eyes straightened.

Ranked 9th is..."My Decathlon"?

"Fuck! Did I push it to ninth place?"

(ps: This book will be on the shelves on October 1st. I hope you will support me by then! Thank you!)


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