Ye Feng also did not expect to dream of that place again.
And it was when he was about to give up.
Or is there some other reason.
I don't know, anyway, he couldn't think of any reason.
It's also possible that it was just an accident.
Anyway, Ye Feng saw a lot of things, which were of great help to this book.
After Ye Feng washed up, he started coding directly.
At this time, it is still in a particularly good state. If it takes a while, it may not work.
Especially after lunch, I really don't want to write at all.
I don't know what the reason is, anyway, Ye Feng always codes in the morning.
After that, I just do what I have to do, and ah, the speed is also the fastest this morning, and the efficiency is particularly high.
So, he has always been like this.
Of course, there is actually no way to do this, because if he doesn't write in the morning, he may not be able to finish writing in the evening. Ye Feng doesn't want to make those readers anxious.
He would be more anxious that way, so, naturally, he should upload this earlier, so that they can see that they have been updated as long as they wake up together.
Later, it turned out that some readers have been paying attention to and supporting Ye Feng because of Ye Feng's stable updates.
Otherwise, it might be lost.
This is the simplest thing, who has not lost a few readers, every author has it.
In this case, those readers who can silently support them along the way are naturally extraordinarily precious.
Of course, Ye Feng has just started here after all, so ah, this problem is not very serious for the time being, so he has not realized it for the time being.
But it's only a matter of time.
Ye Feng is usually in a good state in the morning, but today, his state, it should be said, is very good, so, before Ling Qi got up, Ye Feng had already written today's chapters.
Oh, no, in fact, today's chapter has already been written and uploaded.
What he just wrote is still on file, and it has been stored for five days.
Not counting today's, today's has been uploaded.
Ye Feng is going to write a little more, enough for six days, so that if there is no accident, it will be a little easier later.
Bitter before sweet, it¡¯s actually the same as he codes in the morning, and then he can play freely at noon, afternoon, and evening. He has already written all those in the morning, so he can play all day.
And if he doesn't code in the morning, he may have to code all day.
That's how it is, so Ye Feng naturally chooses bitterness first and then sweetness.
This is what he believes to be a truth or a principle of conduct.
He has always been like this, so, slowly, he has become a habit, and he thinks this is actually quite good.
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case.
If he chooses sweet first and then bitter, then it may be completely different later.
After all, sometimes, it is really only a little bit short. The difference of one word may be completely two worlds.
It is true that Ling Qi hasn't woken up yet, even after Ye Feng has finished writing everything for today, she still hasn't woken up yet.
Ye Feng had to admit that she was really good at sleeping.
Then, it's time for breakfast.
In fact, it should have been eaten a long time ago, but Yunxiu postponed breakfast today because she saw that Ling Qi hadn't woken up yet and wanted her to sleep a little longer.
This is really a big face.
Ye Feng was very dissatisfied with this, he got up too early, so he was naturally hungry.
It's actually delayed, it's almost lunch, unfortunately, he has already expressed his dissatisfaction, but Yunxiu directly chose to ignore it, really makes Ye Feng children's shoes very angry.
But what else can I do, I don't dare to say anything more to my mother.
It is impossible to count on Lao Ye.
It's not that he refuses to speak for himself, in fact, Lao Ye must have been hungry long ago, but ah, he is not as good as Ye Feng, especially when facing Yunxiu, even if it is really the two of them together norOkay.
By the way, these two people with the same surname are really not as good as those with a foreign surname, and they are still the kind that are clearly arranged by the foreign surname.
Regarding the matter of Yunxiu's words, it is of course useless for these two people to talk.
Therefore, Ye Feng can only express his dissatisfaction.
Since my mother didn't dare to provoke her, she can only blame Ling Qi for this.
Ye Feng is also a typical persimmon picker, that's right, anyway, he already had a problem with Ling Qi, the two of them already disliked each other yesterday, plus this account, um, it must be written down, I'm afraid I will forget it later.
Ye Feng went back to the room, wrote this down, and actually planned to continue typing. After all, I didn¡¯t plan to write it, but it¡¯s not time for breakfast. Anyway, it¡¯s still early, so let¡¯s write some more. Today's state is also very rare, usually not so fast, so, I can't let this state disappear like this, try to write as much as possible, and then I can have fun in a while.
Of course, Ye Feng actually has nothing interesting to do, but the rest of the time is completely free.
You can do whatever you want, watch TV or go directly to read other people's well-written e-books, whatever.
So, next, it's Ye Feng's free time.
However, today is different, he originally wanted to start after breakfast, but now it seems that the breakfast is not necessarily when, so ah, he really can't wait, so, The end time was also postponed by him. Today he has written a full 30,000 words. The most important thing is that it is very easy.
Yes, I don't feel so tired at all, it seems like I just wrote a few hundred words, and there is no one else.
If you let other authors know, you can't be so angry.
Of course, this Ye Feng is like this only today, if he can do this every day, then it is really unreasonable.
Until Ye Feng finished writing, this has been calculated to be an update of nearly eight days, oh, not today, and the previous ones, a total of eight days of saved manuscripts.
There are already so many chapters in the draft box.
Ye Feng stopped and read some e-books. Otherwise, he didn¡¯t have any mobile phone and was about to run out of battery. In fact, writing a book really didn¡¯t use much electricity, but I don¡¯t know why Ye Feng¡¯s electricity was so low when he was writing. It's very fast. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com