After parting with Cao Xue, Lu Yang walked a while before suddenly remembering that he was still holding Cao Xue's books and teacup in his hand! Even his two sample books were still in his hand.

Lu Yang subconsciously looked back at the girls' dormitory and thought to himself: Cao Xue probably had entered the dormitory at this time, and it seemed that her only thing would be returned to her tomorrow.

...

When Lu Yang held the books and tea cups and returned to the rental house with a smile, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.

I haven't written a single word in the two chapters today. If I had changed someone, I would probably not have written it tonight. After all, tomorrow is Saturday. There is no class in the school. You can write it all day in the rental house, which is definitely enough to make up for the two chapters I didn't write tonight.

But Lu Yang is different. To be precise, Lu Yang has completely different attitudes towards writing novels and other things.

Over the years of typing, Lu Yang gradually developed a habit of not going to bed before he finished writing the manuscript that day.

This habit has continued to this day.

After returning to the rental house, Lu Yang went to the bathroom and rinsed his face, changed into dry clothes, wore slippers, brewed a cup of strong tea, took a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and went to the study to turn on the computer, then started to create documents, and prepared to write.

What you should do today is too late no matter how early tomorrow.

Lu Yang heard this sentence a long time ago, and then he kept it in his heart and tried to practice it.

Before typing, Lu Yang habitually lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. While sucking the cigarette subconsciously, he squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the computer screen behind the cigarette smoke. His mind gradually calmed down, and he was already conceiving the details of the two chapters to be written tonight.

Maybe it was because I was in a good mood tonight, and Lu Yang had just finished smoking a cigarette, and the two chapters to be written tonight had already been conceived in his mind.

After lit the second cigarette and put it in his mouth, Lu Yang put his hands on the keyboard and started to typing.

Chen Feng, the protagonist of Lu Yang's works, will meet the first survivor's settlement in two chapters today.

After the outbreak of the doomsday, although 99% of humans around the world died, some of them survived.

These survivors are distributed everywhere, and some people walk alone like Chen Feng, kill and survive in the end of the world. But there are also some people who gather together and live together in a building, in the basement of the building, in a large sewer, or in other hidden places.

Before, Chen Feng had met a lone walker who was living alone in the end of the world like him, but he had never met a place of survivors.

In the two chapters tonight, the protagonist Chen Feng will be introduced to a survivor's settlement because he accidentally rescued a hunting team.

This settlement is hidden in the underground kitchen of a five-star hotel.

This kitchen is rarely built on the underground floor, with a large area, right here, with more than 20 survivors hiding here.

The detailed content of the two chapters was already in Lu Yang's mind. When he wrote it, the speed was naturally very fast. His hands and ten fingers were flying on the keyboard of the notebook like dancing.

Lines of black text jump into the blank document.

Because Lu Yang has been going to bed around twelve o'clock recently, after twelve o'clock, Lu Yang's spirit began to be in a daze from time to time.

This mental state is what Lu Yang hates most in the typing state. He can only use strong tea and cigarettes to refresh himself, and cigarettes are almost smoking one after another.

By the time Lu Yang finished writing the two chapters, it was already around 3:20 in the morning.

It’s not that Lu Yang is lazy and deliberately slowing down his typing speed, but that he is in a bad state. Even if he is strong, even if he keeps cigarettes and strong tea, his spirit is not as good as before twelve:30.

From time to time, I will still be in a trance for a moment.

I waited until 2:30 in the morning and my brain was at the most sleepy time late at night before my spirits improved a lot.

After writing, Lu Yang poured all the remaining tea water from the teacup into his mouth.

During the time of writing tonight, he had already replenished the tea cup three times, and the original strong tea tasted much weaker.

After pouring half a cup of tea into his mouth, Lu Yang's spirit improved a little more. Then Lu Yang took advantage of this spirit and insisted on changing the typos in the two chapters he wrote tonight.

Although Lu Yang is very good at Chinese and can hardly write any wrong words, many times when typing, he will have hand errors. He clearly chose this word, but he typed another word because he typed a wrong position. This situation is not uncommon. Even if Lu Yang has been typing for so many years, there will still be several such situations in each chapter.

After insisting on modifying the typos in the two chapters and saving the document, Lu Yang stopped his hands, rubbed his hands hard, and rubbed his face hard with both hands.

I felt like my whole face had become a little bit muted.

After that, Lu Yang turned off the computer casually, stopped doing anything, and touched into the bedroom in a daze, tilted his body, fell on the bed and began to fall asleep.

Before rebirth, Lu Yang was upside down day and night, and his spirit at night was definitely better than during the day.

But after rebirth, Lu Yang adjusted his work and rest time, like most college students, going to bed around twelve o'clock at night, so in the early morning, his spirit could no longer be as refreshed as before.

If it weren't for the principles that have been pursued for many years that have been spurring him, he would have never been able to last until 3:20 am tonight.

...

Because I slept too late the night before, Lu Yang slept until after twelve o'clock in the afternoon before waking up from his sleep.

When sitting up from the bed, Lu Yang suddenly laughed.

Unexpectedly, after rebirth, there was still such a time to write for so long and sleeplessly.

However, I have not abandoned the principles I have pursued for many years. Although I slept until after twelve o'clock in the afternoon today, I felt very satisfied.

I once again defeated my laziness.

Lu Yang has always believed that a successful person must first be able to defeat himself. If he cannot even defeat his own laziness, he will not be able to achieve much success.

This is inevitable!

Because those who cannot defeat themselves will not have strong self-discipline. How can a person who cannot do something best?

If you can't do the best thing, there will definitely be others who can do it best. Then, the result is that you can't compare with others and you can't compare with others, and you may face failure.

...

The sun was fierce outside the window. Since Lu Yang had woken up, he naturally couldn't sleep anymore. He got up shortly after opening his eyes. After washing up, he took some frozen and refrigerated meat and vegetables from the refrigerator. After making some lunch, Lu Yang returned to the study and turned on the computer.

I slept until noon today, and the update of "Doom Wasteland" this morning has not been done yet.

After the computer was turned on successfully, Lu Yang did nothing first, and the first thing was to upload a new chapter immediately.

When uploading this new chapter, Lu Yang saw that the number of collectors of "Dord of the World" displayed in the backstage of his author has increased to 109.

After the new chapter was uploaded, Lu Yang immediately opened the homepage of the work of "Doom Wasteland" to see the total clicks and recommendation votes.

After the homepage of the work was opened, Lu Yang saw that the total clicks of "Doom Wasteland" had increased to 836, and the recommended votes also increased to 145.

The growth rate is a little bigger than in the previous few days.

"Good sign!"

Seeing that the total clicks and recommendation votes increased so much, Lu Yang felt a sense of joy.

The joy of being paid attention to by more and more readers.

The greatest sense of accomplishment of a writer comes from readers.

If a book is posted online and few readers read it, then the blow to an author is almost devastating.

For an author, the readers' attention and support are the most fundamental motivation for him to continue writing. Without the readers' attention and support, no matter how well his writing is, the author feels extremely frustrated.

A novel is written for people to read.

What else does the author have to write a novel that no one reads? What else can I do to continue writing?

Lu Yang smiled and pulled down the web page, and pulled it all the way to the book review area. He saw six or seven new book reviews posted by readers, which made Lu Yang feel a little better.

These newly added book reviews are also supportive voices.

(It's 7th place, continue to ask for recommendation votes. Friends who have not added to the bookshelf, please add it, thank you!)
Chapter completed!