After the sixth chapter was posted on the website, Lu Yang turned off his computer, took his wallet, and went to a nearby supermarket to buy some vegetables, fruits and pork.

Lu Yang, who grew up in the countryside, was not a problem in cooking and washing clothes.

When I was young, whenever the farming season was busy, my parents would go to the fields to work, so busy that they had no time to cook. Every year, Lu Yang was responsible for washing and cooking at home, so when he was nine years old, Lu Yang began to learn to cook and do laundry.

It is unimaginable for children in the city to learn how to do housework so early.

But Lu Yang has long been used to these things.

In the evening, Lu Yang cooked two dishes and one soup in his rented house to fill his stomach.

One stir-fried pork with celery, the other one is mushroom and green vegetables, and the soup is tomato soup.

Simple, but tastes good and looks OK.

If Lu Yang had anything else good at besides writing novels, then it would probably be cooking.

After 29 years of being single, he has been used to cooking since childhood. Lu Yang has already practiced his skills and the dishes he cooked are all good in color, fragrance, taste and shape.

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After dinner, I washed the dishes, took the shower, washed the changed clothes, and took them to the balcony to dry them. After it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

I rented a house and had a computer again, so Lu Yang naturally no longer had to go to the school's teaching building No. 3 tonight to write articles.

Soak a cup of Huangshan Maofeng. When the computer started, Lu Yang habitually lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. As Polish female singer Ania Dabrowska's "Silent Voice" came out in the computer speaker, the cigarette smoke swayed, Lu Yang's mind calmed down little by little.

When writing novels, the requirements for the state of mind are somewhat similar to the internal skills practice in martial arts novels. Both require the practitioner to calm his mind, because only when the mind is calm and the distracting thoughts in his mind are removed, the mind will be in the clearest state.

Only in the most clear state, whether it is practicing internal strength or writing novels, can the best results be achieved.

Lu Yang is not a genius, and he does not have the talent to calm his mind anytime and anywhere. He needs to use music and cigarettes, and sometimes tea can do it.

In other words, most people who write novels seriously need these things to help themselves.

This is also one of the reasons why most novel authors are smokers.

Soon, when a cigarette was halfway through, Lu Yang's mind was completely calm, and the content of the first chapter to be written tonight was already in the mind.

I opened the word document on the notebook, then put my hands on the keyboard, like a pianist playing the piano casually, and my hands didn't pass through my brain, and I started to pound on the keyboard. As his hands were flying like butterflies, lines of text appeared on it in the snow-white document area, much faster than before when I entered the manuscript according to the manuscript.

This is the ultimate state when Lu Yang wrote his novels.

Before his rebirth, his ten-year typing career made Lu Yang typing with his hand speed almost the same as his brain's speed when he organized his words.

Three thousand words per hour, without any blowjob.

Three thousand words per hour are not the best speed in the online author circle. As far as Lu Yang knows, there are several great authors, seven thousand or eight thousand or even tens of thousands of words per hour.

That is the speed that ordinary people need to look up to for the rest of their lives.

But the speed of 3,000 is definitely not a traitor.

Lu Yang used to hear that some people who were disabled can't type a thousand words in an hour.

In the past, whenever Lu Yang heard of such a broken hand, he would smile slightly. Because in the years when he first wrote the novel, Lu Yang was also broken hand.

I still remember when I first started typing on a computer, Lu Yang was still a computer novices.

Even after the computer crashes, it won't be able to restart the computer.

When typing, I always turn on the Internet cafe lights, and my eyes searched and pressed letters on the keyboard, and I didn't even dare to hit them hard.

At that time, Lu Yang could only type out about 200 words in an hour. At that time, Lu Yang had to lose 10,000 words of manuscript to the computer, and it took several nights in a row.

However, today is different from the past.

Now, Lu Yang's typing speed has been considered to be a practice.

The speed is 3,000, not to mention in 2003, even in 2013, it can surpass most people.

That night, because there was no need to write by hand, Lu Yang typed two chapters before 10 o'clock, totaling more than 6,400 words.

Seeing that there were more than two hours before 12 o'clock, Lu Yang wanted to write another chapter, but there were no cigarettes in the cigarette box on the computer desk.

This made Lu Yang feel that something was missing. He frowned several times and couldn't calm down.

It seems that when he was writing novels, he had become dependent on cigarettes.

With a helpless smile, Lu Yang let out a sigh of relief and stopped forcing himself. He reached out to operate on the keyboard a few times, entered the web page, and then logged into the author's backstage. He saw that the collection of "Doomsday Wasteland" has increased by 3, and the number of collections has already reached 4.

It's so bitter!

Seeing that there were only 4 collections, Lu Yang wanted to smile bitterly.

Before his rebirth, although he was not a great master, a new book was uploaded to the website and there were two or three hundred collections in a day. But now, the day has passed, there are still only four pitiful ones, which is so pitiful that it has been a mess.

Newcomers are always so miserable.

When opening the web page of "Doom Wasteland", Lu Yang felt a little relieved that the number of clicks increased by about 30, and there were 44 clicks.

There are also 12 recommendation votes, and 14 recommendation votes have been added.

In addition to three or four more advertisements in the book review area, there are finally two book reviews from readers.

One is a panacea post that makes soy sauce: support!

Just these two words.

Another slightly better: it's interesting, but the number of words is too small. Keep paying attention, come on!

With a soft smile, Lu Yang turned off the computer music, picked up his wallet, and went downstairs to buy cigarettes.

There are several small supermarkets at the entrance of the community. After Lu Yang bought a box of cigarettes, hesitated for a while and walked towards the school.

Anyway, it was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and I couldn't write much manuscript when I went back. Lu Yang suddenly wanted to go to the teaching building No. 3 to see if Cao Xue had returned to the dormitory.

According to Lu Yang's observation of Cao Xue these days, Cao Xue would go to the No. 3 teaching building to read books alone most of the nights.

Sometimes I am in the classroom on the first floor, and sometimes on the second floor, I rarely go to the second floor and go back until after 11 o'clock every night.

Half an hour later, Lu Yang found Cao Xue reading a book in a classroom on the first floor.

Lu Yang paid attention to the number on the door of the classroom, 102. It was the first time Lu Yang accidentally discovered Cao Xue’s classroom in the No. 3 teaching building.

With a cigarette in his mouth and standing outside the window of the 102 classroom where the lights cannot be shined, Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, entered the classroom through the back door, and sat down in the seat he had last time.

This time, Lu Yang did not hide himself anymore. There was no book on the desk in front of him. He did not hide his eyes at all. He just leaned on his seat with half a cigarette in his mouth, half-squinted his eyes and looked at Cao Xue's back while quietly reading.

Lu Yang even had some hope that Cao Xue would turn around at this time and see him staring at her.
Chapter completed!