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    (69) What?

    "What inspiration do you mean?" She frowned in confusion.

    "I said write a book, Nan Nan, you are really my good Nan Nan, I will ignore you for now, I will start writing a book now!" I ignored her and started typing on my computer desperately  .

    However, Li Nan on the side did not leave, his eyes fixed on my screen.

    And I just typed three lines, she blinked, "Hey, there is a typo!"

    I stopped and turned my head, looking at her solemn look, dizzy, "Can you please let me go, please don't disturb me? I'm typing now"

    "But, you have a typo. You are so humble. I was pointed out for you. Not only did you not even say a word of thanks, but you even glared at me. You are going to hurt my heart." She seemed like  Secretly sad.

    Immediately, my head grew twice as big.

    "Trouble, shall I finish typing first? I have inspiration now"

    "Inspiration? Does this also need inspiration? It seems to be a memoir, right? Quick, start typing now, I want to see how I describe myself."

    "Don't be here, you are here, how can I write" I almost smiled bitterly, I felt that the inspiration in my mind was about to grow wings and fly

    "Hey, why don't you dare to write when I'm by your side? Do you want to write some words that are not good for me? Then I have to take a closer look." She looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

    "Isn't it normal for me to finish writing it all for you to read?" I have already started to explain the truth to her.

    "Oh, it seems to be okay." Her answer made me almost vomit blood, and I wondered if she was just playing dumb

    She really left, but when she left, I don't know where my inspiration went

    My head grew three times, and looking at the word document with only four lines of characters, my heart felt so cold.

    The next morning, I was still sleeping soundly, but my nose was a little itchy. When I opened my eyes, I saw Li Nan's pretty face. This girl was playing with my nose with a small lock of her hair.

    "Nan Nan, what are you doing?"

    "Wake you up!"

    "What time is it" I grinned, took my phone and looked, what time is it?  It was just before seven o'clock.  "It is too early."

    "It's still early? The sun is shining on your ass." She sniffed, "Get up, let me see what you wrote yesterday."

    "I had no inspiration yesterday, and I don't know how to write." I smiled wryly, didn't she know that she influenced me enough yesterday?

    "No way, is writing a memoir so tiring?"

    "Well, I don't know where to write it now."

    "What's so difficult about this, let's start with our acquaintance."

    "We know each other?"

    "Of course, if I don't write much, is it possible to write about you spying on me?" She raised her eyebrows, and I suddenly felt a burst of coolness in my heart.

    "We met because you came to my company?"

    "Yes, just write from here, really."

    "That's good" I finally found a suitable point.

    "Okay, in order to let you have inspiration, get up now."

    "What do you do when you wake up?"

    "Exercise, don't you remember exercising when we first met?"

    "Exercising?" My head couldn't help but grow twice again, and suddenly I smiled, remembering a certain memory, "Nan Nan, I remember that the result of exercising last time was that you ate a lot of food."

    "A lot of things? Why, after exercising, the body consumes a lot of energy. Shouldn't you eat more to ensure your normal physiological needs?" She always has a lot of fallacies.

    I smiled, "Then you mean that after we finish exercising later, you plan to eat extra? How much soy milk do you want this time?"

    "Soymilk?" She shook her head violently, "Come on, do you still want to eat outside? I won't do it. The food outside is so bad these days. What kind of waste oil, poisonous steamed buns?  Don't eat it."

    I grinned, knowing the truth of what she said, but I couldn't. After all, I live in this city of Beijing, and I live in this circle where other people cook food for me. If I want to escape, I have no choice but to escape.  Can't help saying: "But we have to eat."

    &nHis eyes scrutinized me.

    "Nan Nan, what do you think?"

    "No. Go ahead." She didn't say yes or no.

    "Is my description okay?" I asked tentatively.

    "continue."

    "Just keep going?"

    "Well, write well. In a few days, I will be optimistic again. Come on, I support you."

    "You direct me." A smile appeared on my face.

    "Yes." She nodded abruptly, her eyes full of encouragement.

    Speaking of which, if I knew what the future would be like, I would definitely choose to write this book as the eunuch But the problem is, I was very excited at that time, and I finally found a path that I thought was good.  , So, I started to write desperately, and this writing lasted for a month.

    When I finally had 70,000 words in my hand, I finally couldn't bear the loneliness, found 17k, registered a name, and uploaded.

    I started uploading at a rate of 3,000 words a day. Since I wrote it for the first time, I spent a lot of effort on these 3,000 words, but the effect was not good.

    When it was only 20,000 words, I tried to apply for a contract in the background, and two days later, I got a reply, and I can sign the contract

    I told Li Nan the news, and Li Nan pouted and looked me up and down, "Congratulations."

    "Uh. Thanks."

    She stretched out her hand suddenly, "Here is the manuscript, let me take a look." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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