The news that Zhan Yun started writing a novel spread quickly.
"Mommy, look, Daddy actually went to write a romance novel about a domineering president. It was based on him and you, and it was just about writing our story! After polishing it up, it turned out to be explosive!" Mu Lele took it.
The tablet ran to Mu Mingyue and handed it to her to see.
Mu Mingyue took the tablet in surprise and read the title and beginning of the book. She asked unexpectedly, "Is this really written by your dad?"
She just said it verbally.
Is he really going to write a book?
And it’s so beautifully written?
He wrote down every detail about them.
But why did she feel a little embarrassed when she looked at it?
Maybe it’s because I knew Zhan Yun was writing it.
And he also took their stories and wrote them in the form of a book.
"Mommy, this is really written by Daddy. Axi and I found it when we were free to exercise our brains and hack Daddy's computer." Mu Lele said, "And Daddy is such a slut. In order to make my own
The book became an instant hit, and the big website was acquired, and all the resources were devoted to myself."
"Fortunately, Daddy's writing is worthy of his recommended resources, if it hadn't been exposed online by those jealous authors," Mu Jingxi said.
Mu Mingyue continued to read, reading with gusto, "The writing is very good, not worse than those great writers."
"That's necessary! Don't even look at whose original story it is. And what they wrote is fictional. What my dad wrote is real. It's his autobiography." Mu Lele was very proud.
She said coquettishly, "He also held an essay contest. There is no doubt that Daddy will definitely win the first place."
Mu Jingxi shook his head and said, "Daddy always has a plan when doing things."
"Yes, there is no doubt that he will win the Golden Anchor Award this time." Mu Lele secretly rubbed her little hands and said, "It makes me want to follow my dad and write novels."
"You need to stay up late to write a novel, and it's easy to become bald..." Mu Jingxi looked at Mu Lele and said, "You are so young, and you are not old enough to marry a wife, so you want to be bald?"
"Then Daddy isn't afraid?" Mu Lele asked.
"Daddy already has a wife and children. Not to mention bald, it doesn't matter even if he has a general's belly." Mu Jingxi shrugged.
"Then I can get a hair transplant. Doesn't my dad have a hair transplant group? I'm bald and have Zhan's Hair Transplant," Mu Lele said.
"Can transplanted hair be the same as your own real hair? Moreover, if you have a tendency to go bald, it will be passed on to your children in the future." Mu Jingxi is not alarmist, nor is he trying to scare Mu Lele.
This has a medical basis.
A father's baldness will basically be passed on to his son.
"No way?" Mu Lele was a little scared after hearing this.
"If you don't believe me, ask mommy." Mu Jingxi raised his chin and said.
Mu Lele looked at Mu Mingyue, "Mommy, is what Axi said true?"
Mu Mingyue nodded, "Yes, it's true. Staying up late will make you lose hair and become bald."
Mu Lele frowned, forming two caterpillars, and said, "But my mom is a famous screenwriter, and my dad will soon become a best-selling author. I think I will also become a second-generation writer...
"
And he is definitely good at writing books!
Just be whimsical and unconstrained!
"Then you write after you go to college. Now you are still in the reading stage. You must focus on learning. When can you not write a book? But you only study once, not to mention that education has been reformed and diversion is required. If you fail the junior high school entrance examination
When you go to high school, you have to go to a vocational high school. It’s not that vocational high school is not good, but you still have to go to high school and take the college entrance examination. There is plenty of time for you to do the things you like in college.”
Mu Mingyue knew that her two children were powerful, but she still wanted them to live a normal life like ordinary people, step by step.
She was a first-timer, and she didn't want her two children to get into trouble or get into trouble.
So it's safest to be a normal kid.
Mu Lele counted on her fingers, "Then I still have many years to write a book. I'm only in the first grade of elementary school now..."
"If you calculate this, it will take at least 11 years before you can write a book!"
Mu Lele clapped her fingers and said, "I don't know what kind of world it will be when the time comes."
Mu Mingyue stroked Mu Lele's little head and said comfortingly, "Every era has its representative writers, and as long as you keep reading, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to write a good book by then, right?"
"What you are doing now is to study hard, read novels when you have free time, and learn from other people's writing experience. Even if you don't know how to write poetry, there is a saying that you can't write after reading 300 Tang poems.
I can also chant, just like writing a novel, you will naturally write it after reading it too much."
"It's not that Mommy doesn't want you to write a book, but she wants you to focus on reading, because reading really only comes once in a lifetime. If you miss it, you really missed it. You must cherish it."
"But I heard that writing books is very profitable. Look, mommy, you can get millions or tens of millions of copyrights for a script you write." Mu Lele was very greedy for the royalties.
"Wouldn't everything Daddy and Mommy earn fall into your pockets by then?" Mu Mingyue pinched Mu Lele's little face, "Don't worry so much all the time, you know? Mommy doesn't
It will prevent you from reading novels. If you are nervous about studying, you need to balance work and rest."
After hearing Mommy's advice, Mu Lele could only agree, "Well, thank you Mommy for your support. When I go to college in the future, I will definitely write novels, and I will also rely on writing novels to pay for tuition, living expenses and pick up girls.
"
Hearing about picking up girls, Mu Mingyue said speechlessly, "Have you ever asked Little Lemon when picking up girls? Didn't you say you only love Little Lemon?"
When Mu Lele heard this, her face turned red and she looked at Mu Mingyue in surprise, "Mommy, how do you know? Did Axi tell you?"
Mu Mingyue smiled and said, "Do I need to say this? Mommy eats more salt than you eat rice, so I can tell what you are thinking at a glance."
Mu Lele's face turned even redder, and he looked at Mu Mingyue cautiously, "Mommy, then..."
"If you like Little Lemon, Mommy has no objection, but you are still young, so don't mess around. You can wait until you are eighteen to see if you still like Little Lemon, or when you have grown up by then, then you can
Make it clear whether your feelings towards her are that of a brother or a sister, or love."
Mu Mingyue is not an old-fashioned person, and she does not interfere with her son's freedom of love.
But she has the obligation to educate her son not to hurt girls' hearts.
You can't be a scumbag.
"Mommy, I understand." Mu Lele nodded seriously, "Don't worry, my dear will not become a scumbag and hurt girls just because of his own conditions."