Chapter 170, Twice, so Ridiculous (Please Subscribe!)

Thinking about the newsprint business, Zhang Xuan felt cheerful and ran downstairs for another drink and a full meal.

After coming back, I took a shower and washed my clothes, and then stayed in the study without moving again.

After day after day of accumulation, "Latent" has now written more than 43,000 words.

Looking at the piles of different versions of manuscripts in the drawer, Zhang Xuan was extremely satisfied.

This is different from "wind noise".

Although it also draws on the leads and ideas of various classic spy novels such as "The Conspiracy".

But at least half of it was his own innovation, and the sense of accomplishment was completely different from the feeling when there were rumors of plagiarism.

It took more than two hours to write 1,200 words. Once the number of words was reached, I immediately stopped writing.

Even if the idea later went smoothly, Zhang Xuan was no longer greedy.

Instead, he pondered over the previous chapters step by step and further straightened out the various foreshadowings, various overt and hidden lines.

Review the past and learn the new. Every time Zhang Xuan reviews the previous content, he will make new discoveries and new ideas will appear in his mind.

Sometimes when a sudden inspiration comes, he has to overturn what he has already written and write it again.

It is because of this kind of tirelessness and this kind of persistence that Zhang Xuan is currently in very good shape.

I feel that my writing skills have been improved. Zhang Xuan believes that "Latent" is superior to "Wind" in terms of creative techniques and story content.

Today is a good day. After pondering over it, the inspiration came again. Zhang Xuan took the opportunity to overturn another hidden line and rewrite it.

Writing like this, I was busy until midnight...

At three o'clock in the morning, when he finished checking the rewritten manuscript, the old man's face was full of smiles.

I sighed that this feeling was so good, so wonderful.

Reading the newly written manuscript with great enthusiasm, Zhang Xuan stretched, flexed his knuckles, twisted his buttocks, and yawned...

Damn it!

As soon as the tense spirit relaxed, sleepiness took the opportunity to creep in. Do you want to keep an eye on it like this?

Tighten the pen cap, put the manuscript in the drawer, and lock it.

After finishing all this in one go, Zhang Xuan also returned to the bedroom.

After falling into bed and going to sleep, the old man found out in confusion that there was an extra woman in his arms. I saw this woman who felt pity for her, her skin was shiny and delicate, and her body was soft and comfortable.

Hug, hug deeply...

Looking at the face with a comfortable smile, he was startled. This woman turned out to be Wen Hui?

Wen Hui?

After being stunned for a moment, the next second the old man fiercely sucked in her charming temperament. His energy and spirit were greatly stimulated and challenged!

I can’t care about anything anymore…

…

"Beep beep... beep beep..."

The BB player on the bedside table was buzzing. Zhang Xuan opened his eyes in confusion, and saw the white ceiling.

Thinking about what happened last night, that unforgettable strange experience...

Zhang Xuan turned his head suddenly and found that there was no one on the pillow.

fine! fine! Damn it was a dream.

It's just that this dream is a little too realistic, a little too ridiculous...

I just find it strange that I don’t see Wen Hui very often on weekdays?

Haven't you thought about her?

To be blunt, the image of Luo Xue flashed through my mind, but I didn't even think about Wen Hui.

Then how did you come into my dream?

Could it be that dreams can be contagious in reverse? Is Wen Hui thinking of me? Did I just fall asleep?

Thinking like this shamelessly, Zhang Xuan himself was speechless.

Kicking off the quilt, the old man bent over and took a look. Damn it, this is full of malice from adolescence!

Forget about washing the shorts again, I also have to wash the quilt.

Du Shuangling sees the good thing you have done and won’t give it to you! No! You have to make me think wildly!

Well, I was thinking wildly, thinking wildly, and finally I was really cranky!

Hey, Tan Lu, you'd better come back...

In the middle of winter, after taking another shower in the morning, Zhang Xuan took off the sheets and threw them into the washing machine, then picked up the BB machine and checked it.

It turned out that Mrs. Hui was calling.

Without stopping, Zhang Xuan found the IC card, picked up the umbrella and went out.

Arriving at the familiar phone booth, Zhang Xuan found that someone was there, so he had no choice but to change places.

Insert card, dial, wait...

After waiting for a while, the phone was connected and a voice came from over there.

Mrs. Hui asked enthusiastically, "Brother, have you finished your breakfast?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "Eat, sister-in-law, have you eaten?"

"We ate too."

Mrs. Hui responded and got down to business: "Brother, we still owe you 233,500 yuan. Now that we have the money, how can we pay you back? Are you in a hurry?"

Zhang Xuan settled the matter in his mind and said, "I'm not in a hurry to use the money. You can deposit it in the bank first and wait until I'm on winter vacation."

"Hey, okay." Hui's wife seemed to have known this result for a long time and was not surprised at all.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Xuan only remembered that today is December 24, Friday, Christmas Eve after hanging up the phone.

After thinking for a while, I put the IC card in my pocket and left the school gate.

I was too tired last night, empty out, and a little hungry. While walking along the snack street, Zhang Xuan saw Dong Ziyu, Fang Meijuan and Liu Siming eating rice rolls.

The old man walked over, sat down on a small stool and asked jokingly: "Hey, this rice roll looks delicious, will anyone treat me to it?"

In response to someone's shamelessness, the three women smiled at each other and ordered rice rolls for him.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan added to the boss: "Add meat and pepper."

Liu Siming asked him: "Why did you get up so early today? Have Wei Zisen and the others gotten up?"

Zhang Xuan answered truthfully, "I didn't sleep in the dormitory, so I don't know. But I won't eat your breakfast for free. I will go back and tell Lao Wei later that you miss him. Let him treat you to lunch and dinner, and then You’ll make back the breakfast money you lost.”

Liu Siming, "..."

Dong Ziyu, "..."

Fang Meijuan, "..."

Liu Siming changed the subject and said, "Zhang Xuan, someone wrote a love letter to Luo Xue."

At this time, the rice rolls arrived. Zhang Xuan took a bite and said, "It's a good thing. The male is getting married and the girl is getting married. I want my blessings."

Fang Meijuan asked curiously, "I heard that you rented a house specifically for a date?"

Zhang Xuan looked up at her, "Who told you?"

Fang Meijuan pointed at Liu Siming: "That's what her family said."

Zhang Xuan immediately turned around and said to Liu Siming: "You have a chance to meet me. If you and Lao Wei want to date in the future, you can ask me to get the key."

Okay, Liu Siming's face immediately became hot, and she couldn't help it at all.

After finishing breakfast in several bites, Zhang Xuan ran to buy some fruit. When he entered the north gate and came downstairs to the girls' dormitory, he gave a large bag to Liu Siming and the other three, and said:

"Happy Christmas Eve, and please help me call Du Shuangling."

At this time, Dong Ziyu looked behind him and said, "No need to call, they are here."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan turned around and saw the inseparable three people returning from the direction of the cafeteria.

He walked towards her and asked his wife: "Have you just come back from breakfast?"

"Yeah." Du Shuangling took the apple with a smile.

Zhang Xuan said to the three of them: "Today is Friday, Christmas Eve, I will treat you to dinner, and then we will go to the cinema to watch a movie together."

Hearing this, Zou Qingzhu and Wen Hui smiled and refused, saying that they were not suitable for this light bulb.

He glanced at Wen Hui without leaving any trace, "Hey, it's fine if you don't go. I just casually invited you. I didn't really want to invite you. I was a little afraid of you."

Women are sensitive. When she noticed Zhang Xuan looking at her, Wen Hui smiled at him and pulled Zou Qingzhu away first, back to the dormitory.

Seeing the two people leaving, Zhang Xuan whispered in his ear: "Don't go back tonight."

Du Shuangling immediately understood what he meant and glared at him with a smile.

Zhang Xuan smiled and said shamelessly: "Daughter-in-law, please don't glare at me. If you do, something will happen."

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