I write novels in Liyue

So we ordered mostly vegetarian dishes.

Fang Qiu didn't care.

It's nice to have a vegetarian meal once in a while.

I'll just treat it as a way to lose weight.

However, when Gan Yu was ordering food, Fang Qiu accidentally glanced at Gan Yu's chest and a strange and impolite thought popped into his mind.

If milk can be considered as meat, what did Gan Yu drink when she was a child?

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu couldn't help but recall Qi Qi drinking from a coconut.

Could it be that Gan Yu grew up drinking coconut milk?

Of course, Fang Qiu didn't ask about these impolite remarks.

Xiangling is also helping out in the kitchen at Wanmintang tonight.

For some reason, Xiangling saw that she and Ganyu had come together, so she specially increased the portion size of the food for them.

To Fang Qiu's shock,

Gan Yu's figure looks so thin, but her appetite is surprisingly large.

Fang Qiu originally thought she would pack it up to take home as a late-night snack, but she didn't expect Gan Yu to eat it all.

However, what puzzled Fang Qiu was that most people would be very happy and have a satisfied look on their faces after a full meal.

But Gan Yu was different; after eating, she felt no happiness at all, but rather some sorrow.

Don't know why.

strangeness.

After finishing their meal, Fang Qiu said goodbye to Gan Yu, who looked worried.

After saying goodbye to Gan Yu, Fang Qiu returned to Wanmintang and asked Xiangling to help prepare some food for Tingyu's cat.

Since we're going to cooperate with Tianquan Ningguang, we should naturally give Tingyu a good celebration, right?

Celebrate with the cat.

As a result, Xiangling not only prepared a sumptuous and luxurious cat meal for Tingyu, but also kindly prepared a late-night snack consisting entirely of meat for her.

They said they were worried she hadn't eaten enough.

Fang Qiu naturally wouldn't refuse Xiang Ling's kindness, but he paid the money as well.

While chatting with Xiangling, Xiangling also mentioned something.

That's because she recently came up with a new idea.

Put the rice and vegetables into a food container. After it cools down, add boiling water to dissolve the seasonings in the rice.

After soaking in boiling water for a while, it becomes rice soup.

This made Fang Qiu sigh, feeling that Xiang Ling would eventually make instant noodles...

I also hope that Xiangling's braised beef instant noodles will have more beef added by then.

Spicy beef noodles are also...

After saying goodbye to Xiangling, Fang Qiu took her cat food and midnight snack and headed home.

As soon as she entered the room, Tingyu, smelling the aroma of food, immediately darted out of her cat bed and gracefully ran to Fang Qiu's feet, her eyes fixed on the cat food in Fang Qiu's hand.

"You lazy cat, you're never this eager to greet me when I come home."

Fang Qiu gave Tingyu a reproachful look and poured the cat food into Tingyu's food box.

Upon hearing Fang Qiu's complaint, Tingyu merely tilted her head slightly, glanced at her, and without uttering a sound, began to eat her cat food.

Fang Qiu placed the late-night snack that Xiang Ling had prepared for her in the kitchen and then closed the door to prevent Ting Yu from sneaking a bite while she was writing.

After finishing these tasks, Fang Qiu sat down at her desk.

I picked up the quill pen, dipped it in ink, and left a small black stain on the pristine white paper.

Then, with a stroke of the pen, five characters appeared on the paper.

5 Centimeters Per Second.

Upon seeing these five words, Fang Qiu couldn't help but smile.

She also saw the book the girl gave the boy. After the boy finishes reading "Your Name," he will probably be interested in books by the same author and worldview.

After he finishes watching "5 Centimeters Per Second," the boy will probably start sending letters to the girl more often.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

Tell them to cherish the present and the people around them.

Once this book is published, the messenger will be very busy.

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu's smile widened even further.

Of course, besides this, there are other reasons why Fang Qiu chose to write "5 Centimeters Per Second".

For example, writing "Chinese Paladin 4" would damage the film promotion effect of "Chinese Paladin 3" which was released later.

Furthermore, "5 Centimeters Per Second" shares the same worldview and framework as "Your Lie in April" and "Your Name".

"Your Lie in April" is her first book, and many people have fond memories of it.

Since "Your Name" was only released not long ago, many people probably thought that "5 Centimeters Per Second" would also have a happy ending like "Your Name".

I should follow up with a purchase then.

As for the modern trains and other modern vehicles in the book, they are all handled by horse-drawn carriages, caravans, or fleets of ships.

I wonder if changing the train that blocks Akari and Takaki's view when they finally meet to the Southern Cross fleet would get me dragged to the captain's cabin and beaten up by Hokuto.

The kind that gets swollen from being hit.

As for the rocket, just delete it or replace it with something else.

Overall, there aren't many things that need to be modified.

"call."

Fang Qiu sat on the bouncy bomb and gently exhaled.

After a long pause, until the crimson afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the sea through the window completely faded, Fang Qiu finally picked up his pen and wrote below the title "5 Centimeters Per Second".

And so, the story begins in a season when cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Chapter 167 What is your name?

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

early morning.

Fang Qiu got up very early.

She got up so early not because she had adjusted her sleep schedule, but simply because she had been writing day and night for the past ten days, and her sleep schedule had become erratic and eventually normalized...

This is the experience she gained from staying up all night writing in her previous life.

If you go to bed an hour later each day than the previous day, your sleep schedule will temporarily return to normal for a few days every now and then.

And today happens to be one of those days.

Fang Qiu quickly changed her clothes, tidied her appearance, and then prepared breakfast for Tingyu.

Then Fang Qiu turned his gaze to the original manuscript of "5 Centimeters Per Second" lying quietly on the table.

Then, Fang Qiu fell into deep thought.

One short story every seven days.

Am I being a little too fussy...?

This workload is about the same as that of Miss Gan Yu and Miss Ke Qing, right?

Ok……

Not right either.

I took a five or six-day break before writing this book, so on average, the workload didn't seem that much.

After all, in his previous life there was a tentacle monster who could write more than 100,000 words a day.

When Fang Qiu heard this news, he began to doubt his life. Then he suspected that the other party was using AI to write, and then he suspected that the author was a spy from the Tentacle Alien who was hiding among humans and would use more than ten tentacles to type at the same time.

After all, even if you don't eat or drink and write for 24 hours straight, you still have to write 70 words per minute, or 4,000 words per hour, to write 100,000 words.

The average writing speed of that author alone could easily beat her, who writes a thousand words per hour.

"Lazy cat".

Fang Qiu glanced at Tingyu, who was fast asleep, scolded her, then took the manuscript, locked the door, and left.

The weather in Liyue Harbor isn't very good today.

The sky is clouded over.

However, there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.

Fang Qiu casually ate a bowl of vegetarian noodles by the roadside and then walked towards Liyue Publishing House.

Along the way, Fang Qiu heard many people talking about the Moon Festival, which caught her attention.

Is the Lunar New Year approaching?

Fang Qiu murmured.

She has memories of the festival of the Lunar New Year.

The Festival of the Moon is a traditional festival in Liyue.

It is said that thousands of years ago, immortals would seek enlightenment during this period.

However, as time goes by...

The Moon Festival has evolved into various forms of celebration, including eating lots of delicious food, visiting relatives and friends, admiring the moon and flowers, and so on.