Chapter 403: The sun's fault (seeking a monthly ticket)
Summer time is really long. Classes are over now, it’s half past five, but the sun is still shining brightly in the sky, and the temperature has not subsided at all.
When I say thirty-seven degrees, it means thirty-seven degrees, without discounting even a decimal point.
Chen Siyu and Bai Shanshan packed their backpacks:
"Let's go, Weiwei, go back."
Ding Wei lay on the table and looked out the window with dull eyes:
"You guys go first, I want to sort out my inspiration."
Chen Siyu laughed:
"That's okay. It's still early anyway, and there's nothing else to do tonight, so why don't I wait for you here. Shanshan, you go back and take a shower first."
Although Bai Shanshan has lost weight, her body is still chubby and she sweats every time she moves. For a girl like her, she has already been restless.
However, after going through the last school year, Bai Shanshan is not intolerable now. Instead, she approaches Ding Wei and asks expectantly:
"How many words have you written in your new book?"
This book is said to be a new subject that Weiwei has never tried before, and she has not read it yet.
Chen Siyu also looked at her expectantly - among the three little sisters, she was the only one who had no privileges and could not see Weiwei's manuscript at all.
I didn't give it on purpose before, but then... Then everyone was so busy that they couldn't even think about it. Who could have thought of this?
Ding Wei sighed:
"I'll send it to you via email when I go back tonight...it's not much, just over 50,000 words."
Bai Shanshan, who was used to luxurious banquets, burst into tears: "It's so short... didn't you take a long time to write it?"
Ding Wei was also helpless: "I mainly felt that there was no atmosphere and the writing was a bit slow..."
"But you should go back first. I don't know how long it will take to sort it out. I have been lacking inspiration recently..."
Chen Siyu didn't mind 50,000 words, and rubbed her hands expectantly at this moment.
Then he wondered: "Are you still lacking inspiration? I thought you just felt inspired. Writing a novel is like eating, so you don't get choked."
Ding Wei also had a sad face.
"I was so confident at first, but I chose a new subject on a whim, but I always felt that what I wrote was nothing new..."
After all, the new book is a supernatural story, so she can write it to her heart's content while she doesn't have to pay too much attention to it now.
But probably because she doesn't really read stories with this kind of theme, although the writing is not bad, according to her current requirements, she still feels that it is somewhat lacking.
ah……
When it comes to inspiration for writing novels, the sisters are really helpless.
After all, they only know how to watch, but Chen Siyu is obsessed with making money and doesn't even watch much.
This kind of help really cannot be achieved by hard work.
"Okay, let's go back first, so you don't want to be too late."
Chen Siyu also said: "Weiwei, have you not gone out to play for a long time, so you lack inspiration?"
"I heard, don't writers all want to collect stories? It seems that you haven't gone anywhere except going home or in the imperial capital."
Ding Wei thought to herself: I am not financially free yet, and there is no high-speed rail now, so it is too tiring to go out.
But what Chen Siyu said is not unreasonable - is it really because his life is too plain and ordinary that he has no inspiration and cannot write exciting plots?
Bai Shanshan also came up with an idea: "Why don't you shout a few times at the window. I heard that this can vent the accumulated pressure in your heart. Maybe once you vent it, your thoughts will be clear!"
Ding Wei:……
——No need to.
Entering the sophomore year, the classwork suddenly became much easier, and Lao Wang did not assign so many homeworks - it is said that his novel was serialized in the highlight section, and at the urging of wealthy readers, he added updates continuously, and he no longer had time to tutor students alone.
So Ding Wei is quite satisfied with her current life.
If there is pressure and you still need to shout, wouldn’t all the senior high school students be trumpeters?
Moreover.
If you shout in this classroom, the students will definitely know who it is...how embarrassing it is.
The delicate pig girl’s baggage cannot be thrown away, nor can the little fairy’s!
…
Seeing that the two sisters had no choice but to go back, she lay on the table again, stared at the sunshine outside and let out a long sigh:
"Sun, give me strength!"
As soon as the soft shout came out, she heard someone walking past the classroom door, and she quickly turned her head and pretended to be dead.
——Sure enough, shouting in the classroom is not possible. If you really want to shout, you have to go to a high, open place where no one is around.
For example, the top of the mountain, such as...
When the sun set and there were not many people on the teaching floor, Ding Wei walked up to the rooftop.
I always feel that watching the sunset here seems bigger and more beautiful.
But this journey has been too smooth, right? Aren’t the rooftops locked?
She opened the door.
The old iron door creaked, startling a few sparrows on the edge of the rooftop.
"Why did you come here."
Someone suddenly spoke at the edge of the rooftop. Ding Wei turned around and saw a girl sitting there.
She couldn't help but be a little surprised.
——Why are you sitting up there?
The edge of the rooftop is a few dozen centimeters higher than the inside. The girl's back is thin and her long hair is a little messy in the wind. At this moment, she is sitting there peacefully, with her legs dangling outside the wall.
Ding Wei couldn't help but feel frightened when she looked at it. If the wind blew, the thinner one might fall down accidentally.
Oh my god.
She is close.
The girl turned her head and couldn't help being surprised when she saw it:
"It's you, Ding Wei."
She patted the seat next to her: "Want to come and sit?"
"Sitting here and being blown by the wind, you will feel very free."
"No, no, no. I am quite free now."
Ding Wei quickly shook her head.
There is one thing about her that is particularly worthless - that is, she takes her own life very seriously.
I really don't dare to try such dangerous behavior.
Originally, I wanted to sit on the inner edge, leaning against the small wall outside. But now that the girl was sitting in such a dangerous position, she didn't even get close and sat directly in the center of the rooftop.
There is a quite tall cabinet there, which just casts a shadow under the setting sun, which is quite sun-proof.
After sitting down and looking at the dangerous position of the other party, she couldn't help but ask:
"Would you like to come and sit too?"
I don't dare to make loud noises to stimulate him. To be honest, sitting here with a calm face is much more dangerous than Qian Xingxing's troubles at that time, when everyone knew it.
This danger is not to others, but to himself.
The other party did not answer, but looked at the sky with an obsessed look: "The sunset is so beautiful."
"Yeah." Ding Wei casually added: "Like a duck egg yolk."
The girl's melancholy seems to be stuck.
She turned her head and said in disbelief: "Why does it look like a duck egg yolk? Don't you think this is very poetic and romantic?"
"When the sun sinks to the bottom of the sea with its final loneliness, no one in the world knows how hard its afterglow has worked."
Ding Wei:……
Goodbye.
She thought to herself, of the poets I talked about recently, which one is not poetic or romantic?
Don’t you think it’s quite poetic and romantic to sit like this? Doesn’t this show that you are stretching your feet crazily to test on the edge of danger?
She then said seriously:
"I haven't eaten yet at this point, so of course I can't feel any poetry or romance. Don't you really think this sunset looks like a duck egg yolk? Salted duck eggs, pickled through, like quicksand."
The other party stopped talking, and now silently stretched out his fingers to dig at the cement surface underneath, his expression very gloomy.
"correct."
Ding Wei pretended to be casual and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Chen Siyu, while changing the topic:
"How do you know me? I don't seem to have any impression of you. You are not a Chinese major, right?"
"no."
The girl shook her head: "I know you."
"Many girls in our school know about you."
"You are beautiful and talented. You can make money by writing novels. The most important thing is that the stories you write are also very interesting..."
As she spoke, a different look gradually appeared in her eyes: "I like you very much."
"like me?"
Ding Wei murmured and repeated these three words: "I have a boyfriend."
The girl choked again.
Nowadays, the gender-neutral love culture has not yet penetrated into the hearts of every young person. It took the other party a moment to react, and he couldn't help but his cheeks turned a little red——
Angry.
"I didn't say I liked it that way!"
Ding Wei expressed her understanding:
"I know, but do you like my novels?"
"No." Unexpectedly, the girl shook her head.
"I like you...you are capable."
ah?
Ding Wei was stunned, but looking at her expression, there was a hint of sadness and reluctance, and she was thoughtful at the moment.
He patted the place next to him:
"Come on, come on, come and sit down. The sun is too strong over there. Once you get tanned, you're done."
He touched his face again and said extremely narcissistically: "How can young and beautiful girls like us get a tan?"
Sure enough, the other party had only heard of her and had never been in contact with her. Now, as soon as he came into contact with her, he heard such shameless words, and more than once——
I couldn't help but got stuck.
Fortunately, maybe she is really "capable".
Ding Wei thought silently.
Because the other party hesitated for a while and slowly moved over from the edge of the rooftop.
When her feet stepped on the ground inside the rooftop, Ding Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If she doesn't come down, she will notify Chen Siyu to call the police later.
The girl looked at the equally dirty ground and hesitated for a while.
Ding Wei didn't care, and patted the ground again:
"You just said you like me... The reason why I appear to be so capable is because I can make up stories. I haven't had much inspiration for my new book recently. Why don't you come and listen to it and give me some advice?"
The other person nodded.
"OK."
He turned around and said:
"You write stories. You must need a lot of materials every day, right?"
She said to herself: "Then I will tell you my story. Maybe one day you will write about it."
She looked towards the sky where only orange clouds were left:
"In this case, maybe someone knows about Sun's past efforts."
have to.
Ding Wei understands.
Although she didn't know the reason, this girl still wanted to die.
She can stop it this time, but if she really wants to die, there are many ways.
This is what people fear most when faced with suicide.
The less talkative and calm you are, the more determined you will be.
Most of those who shout heartbreakingly and crazily may not succeed.
She took a deep breath:
"Then tell me."
At this moment, she had already imagined countless horrific stories in her mind.
…
Chen Siyu was driving towards the e-commerce park. While waiting for the traffic light, he lowered his head and glanced at the message, and couldn't help but curse:
Damn it.
Some wanted to ask something, but depending on the situation it was not convenient to call, so I had to find another opportunity and quickly turned around and drove back.
——Well, this evening, the imperial capital was already very congested. She was stuck on the road and was stuck in a position for a long time. She was almost dying of anxiety at this moment.
People's lives were at stake, Weiwei said she would observe first and then call the police after seeing the news——
But I have been observing this for a long time, and there is no movement at all. What should I do?
If another person jumps from a building in their school, there will definitely be more rules for school supervision.
Alas, it is better to live than to die these days - what a big deal.
I was thinking about something and accidentally bumped into the car next to me.
Chen Siyu:......
…
"I take full responsibility, I take full responsibility!"
Chen Siyu got out of the car embarrassedly.
The two people's cars had already moved to the side of the road under the command of the traffic police.
Her (future tense) Xiaoguang was so strong that she sliced a long section out of the front of someone else's car, but she was unscathed.
There were only a few small scratches that Chen Siyu couldn't see at all if he didn't close his eyes to look at them.
And maybe it was somewhere where I got it before.
On the other hand, the other party's car looks quite expensive...
Wow!
This wave of losses is huge.
Just as I was about to negotiate with the other party as soon as possible, I saw the car door open and a man get out holding a camera.
"Siyu."
Chen Siyu was surprised: "Little Brother Du!"
Look at the car again: "Wow, you are so prosperous, such a good car...but there is still a driver, isn't it yours?"
"Definitely not." Little Brother Du laughed: "How can I have any money? It's all invested in my new photography base."
He looked at Chen Siyu's anxious state, and at this moment, he swallowed all the words he wanted to say: "Are you in a hurry?"
Chen Siyu nodded: "Yeah, I have something to help me with."
"That's okay."
Little Du Ge nodded: "This is the car of one of my partners, and it is going to take me back to the studio. If you scratch your head in front of me, I will tell the other party how much it costs, and then I will send it to you. If you are in a hurry, just
Just go and do it."
"That's great."
There was an indescribable tacit understanding between her and Little Du Ge. There was no need to say too many polite words at this moment. Seeing Little Du Ge getting into the car again, Chen Siyu followed suit and prepared to drive back to school.
Just when the key was turned, another text message came from the phone.
"It's okay."
Chen Siyu felt even more painful.
——This good thing was done silently, and the key was to achieve nothing, and to lose a lot of money in vain!
Don't ask, it just hurts if you ask.
Why do you have to steal those two seconds?
I'm fine, my wallet is full of tears.·′ˉ`(>▂
He looked at the crowded traffic again and decided not to turn around at all, and just followed Little Du Ge's car forward.
Now that we've met, let's go to the studio later to discuss with Little Du Ge how to shoot those wool products.
