Lu Li, who was insulted by Ding Wei, was currently sitting in the Internet cafe at the school gate.
The non-private rooms cost 1 yuan and 50 an hour, which is 50 cents more expensive than the school, and there are many people smoking, which makes her very unaccustomed, and coming in alone feels like she has done something bad.
She stumbled to find the word, carefully combined the language, and then slowly typed out a sentence.
She looked at the time and saw that these were only 15 words, which took her one minute.
This is a situation where the inner draft has been matured.
Lu Li gritted her teeth - it was just because she was not proficient. Once she wrote a few more paragraphs, her speed would definitely increase. By then, instead of 50,000 words a day, she would be able to do 20,000 or 30,000 words a day.
In that case, I don't have to be a tutor.
She couldn't help but fantasize about the future. As her mind wandered, she struggled to type this paragraph accurately for a long time.
After all, the use of smart abc these days is indeed in this state.
…
Most of the people who come to the Internet cafe play games and watch movies. The guy next door is wearing headphones and doesn’t know what he is playing. But obviously, there are not that many online games that are popular these days.
Unlike later generations, he was no longer concentrating on playing games. Soon, he noticed Lu Li's one-finger meditation next door.
Lu Li was concentrating on the plot and didn't notice that the boy next door had been staring at her for a long time.
Until the other party couldn't help but say: "Hey, you are interesting. People use 10 fingers to type. If you use one finger and one finger, when will you be able to catch up to the speed of 10 fingers?"
Lu Li's face suddenly turned red.
She stumbled and said: "I, my family used to be poor and I never studied..."
Seeing how nervous she was, the young man felt a little embarrassed himself. He touched his nose at this moment and said: "I didn't say anything...it's okay. You practice slowly. Only when you are familiar with typing can you type faster and faster. There are no shortcuts."
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Lu Li said "hmm" silently, the heat on her face not dissipating.
She... couldn't think of a plot.
The boy next to him seemed not to have expected the trouble he had brought to others. He stared at Lu Li's screen for a while and suddenly burst into laughter:
"Are you writing a novel? Do you girls like to read this kind of novel? It's so funny, hahaha..."
Lu Li:......
Her face was burning, and she was both shy and embarrassed. In the end, she sat blankly for a long time, unable to write a word.
All right.
The boy next door was also stunned. He was still young and had no concept of privacy. He didn't think there was anything wrong with reading what others wrote just now. But Lu Li reacted like this. At this moment, he sat there blankly, his face getting darker and darker.
Hong, for some reason he couldn't continue the conversation, so he had to silently return to his seat and put on the headphones again.
When the boy next door turned his attention to the game, Lu Li quietly let out a breath, and then started her writing with one-finger meditation again.
It has to be said that this tenacity is difficult for ordinary people to compare with.
She stayed in the Internet cafe until the night and wrote less than two thousand words in total. It was not until the gate control was about to begin that she was ready to get off the plane——
However, after struggling for a long time, Lu Li suddenly remembered a question.
Every time she gives the editor a copy of the handwritten manuscript, how can she send this half-length plot to her?
But if she doesn’t send it, she doesn’t even have a USB flash drive. How can she print and save it?
It took me a long time to save it, send it to an email, and find a store to endure the embarrassment and let someone print it... Fortunately, this is a school, so stores like this are not closed at night, and the canteen is fine.
But the time was completely delayed. When I finally ran into the dormitory, my aunt had just locked the door.
She grabbed the iron door and looked at the dormitory aunty pleadingly:
"Auntie, I'm sorry, I came back late..."
…
This is not the first time that Auntie has seen this situation.
Not to mention some studious ones who always wait until the last minute to come back. Even when some girls fall in love, it is common for them to come back stuck at the point of death.
She was holding the key at the moment and rambled reluctantly:
"Let's just say you students, you don't study hard every day, and you are fooling around outside until midnight... This door lock has been opened and unlocked several times, so you have to torment me...
…”
She is not old, she looks like she is in her thirties or forties, but she is trapped in the girls' dormitory every day, and her biggest hobby is gossip. At this moment, she slowly poured herself a glass of water, and then said:
"Wait!"
She intended to give the late girl a little lesson, so that she should not take being late as a habit, so after pouring the water, she groaned for a while before opening the door.
Then I have to say one more thing: "Girls, don't go out in the middle of the night, it's so late..."
She had been nagging for a while, and now she opened the door and said such words. Lu Li, who had accumulated the grievances all night, finally couldn't bear it anymore. She squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
I was criticized for typing in an Internet cafe.
The boy who writes novels laughs like that again.
In the end, because I didn’t know how to save, send emails and print... the old man at the canteen who was watching temporarily also kept nagging for a while.
Now I just want to go back to the dormitory and sleep peacefully. I have a tutoring class tomorrow!
But even this simple wish can't be fulfilled. Isn't it just that I'm late for a while? How could the dormitory aunt talk like this?
He and she don't care about those who are really dating until midnight. They live so hard every day, work conscientiously, and do all the business, and he and she still want to say so much...
How could Lu Li not feel aggrieved?
The lights were out, and he and she were still crying in the corridor, causing a commotion on several floors.
The dormitory aunt was also very embarrassed.
She just said a few nonsense, but she didn't expect that this girl would actually cry like this. When the school investigates it, she will definitely be the one who is being messed with. Who told her to do this as her job?
At this moment, she stood there helpless.
After a while, he hurriedly pulled off a piece of toilet paper and handed it to Lu Li. He comforted her awkwardly: "Okay, okay, don't cry. Am I opening the door now? If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow. If you're late at night, go back quickly."
Take a shower and go to sleep."
Lu Li didn't want to lose face, so she wiped her tears and went upstairs without saying a word.
——What you encounter today are all the hardships that life has brought to you, and they are all the injustice that fate has dealt to you.
But wait, she will live a better life sooner or later! No one can look down on her!
Lu Li, who had made great ambitions, returned to the dormitory and remembered that she was too sleepy this morning and forgot to charge the small desk lamp.
Now, all the sockets in the dormitory are in front of the desk, where Ding Wei, who has not yet moved to the bed, is sitting.
