Rebirth of the Supreme Writer

Yi Ming sat on the military man, his eyes drowsy and drowsy, yawning all over, and he couldn't get enough energy.

This is the first time I have seen Yi Wei’s domineering behavior. I called myself up early in the morning without saying anything, and insisted on going to Grandpa Dong’s place with me.

I was sleeping, Yi Ming wailed for a while, but I couldn't help but feel unwilling to do so. I could only wash and dress up. After eating the breakfast prepared by Wu's mother, I went out with my grandfather Yi Wei.

When Yi Ming saw the extended military bus parked on the side of the door as soon as he left the door, he was shocked.

The calm, atmospheric, black and transparent body shining with metallic luster makes the whole vehicle reveal an extraordinary feeling, making it possible for people to see that this military general must be a restricted version in the army.

Of course, after seeing the license plate, those who don’t know the car will probably know that few people can ride in such a military service.

As the car was speeding... Yi Ming turned his head and looked at the two straight guards standing outside the door of Lingkong Station, and asked Yi Wei in a low voice: "Grandpa, every time you go out to take the bus, do they stand like this?"

Yi Wei said 'um' and said casually: "Oh, don't underestimate them, even if the car is faster, they will be fine."

"Really?" Yi Mington was surprised and couldn't help asking.

"Haha..." Yi Wei laughed out loud and looked at Yi Ming. After hesitating, he still explained: "Mingming, grandpa is now out, and his words and deeds always represent the face of our China, and often he cannot let his own."

People are in the world and cannot help themselves.

It’s like not doing things in his position or doing things, and often he really can’t help himself.

For them, they can be the personal guard who protects Yiwei. How could they feel that this is a sacred glory given to them by the country? And how could they feel very happy?

Junpu was driving rapidly on the road in the capital city. The traffic police standing on the guard post in the middle of the intersection were also saluting in the direction Junpu was driving by his head and chest until Junpu disappeared.

Soon, Junpu stopped in front of the door of a building. A man in his glasses and slightly fat looked like he was getting fat and headed straight in front of the car with a smile on his face. Then he leaned through the rolled-down car window and smiled at Yi Wei who was sitting in the car, saying, "Chief Yi, my grandfather heard that you are coming this morning, so he is so happy. He is waiting for you in the office now."

Then he looked at Yi Ming and said, "Mingming, I haven't seen you for a while, and I've grown a lot taller. This panel is stronger than before."

As early as when the person came, some information about the person came flashed in Yi Ming's mind. Without hesitation, he quickly said: "Hello, Brother Dong, good morning. Look at your chunfeng and your charming look, there must be many happy events coming one after another recently."

Dong Quanan couldn't help but exclaim, and looked at Yi Ming again and again with a look of surprise on his face, then laughed loudly. He shook his head and said, "You kid was very dull before, but why is your mouth sweeter now? Haha..."

Yi Wei looked at Yi Ming with a smile on his face, reached out and patted Yi Ming's head, and said, "You little guy, you have really grown a lot during this period. Fortunately, your brother Dong is not an outsider, otherwise it would be a joke."

It can be seen that it is not an outsider, otherwise it would be so easy to come over, so it would have been stopped by the guards.

It seems that we can't talk nonsense in the future, especially without talking through our brains. Yi Ming muttered a few words to himself, then got off the car with his grandfather Yi Wei and followed Dong Quan'an to his father Dong Chunkui's office.

………**…………

Boring, not just boring.

For most writers who stay up late to write and update chapters, the silent late night is lonely with a lamp typing on the keyboard. As long as the online writers write to make daily updates, it can almost become a habit.

In addition to the reason why no one disturbs the quiet night, there is another reason why it is quiet. When everything sounds silent, almost everyone will burst into spiritual springs when there is no one disturbing it, so they will write and write one chapter after another that they think they are satisfied with.

For Internet writers, whether it is a master or a novice, or even the so-called supreme Internet god, they may have the same common problem.

It was another all night. For one of the many online writers, Chunyu came to write and write all night, which was really nothing.

Novel Reading Network, a number of large-scale original literary websites in China, in addition to their complete software and hardware, is also the most important reason for their own development and paying attention to online writers at all levels.

The most typical example is that the "Novel Reading Network" not only has various types of works that are often promoted from time to time, but also pays attention to communicating with authors and is good at discovering and cultivating various types of author writers, so as to ensure that in the era of changing new and fast online, it can still be the leader and is favored by many online writers.

And the spring rain comes as a typical representative figure.

Seriously speaking, Chunyulai has published three novels on "Novel Reading Network", and now he is barely considered to be a mid-level god-level existence in "Novel Reading Network". Except for the fantasy "Awakening the World" that is currently being serialized and updated, the other two have been completed for a long time.

Of course, if the editor of "Novel Reading Network" had not been able to recognize people with a keen eye and gave more recommendations and interviews than others, I am afraid that Chunyu would not have reached the current status of "Novel Reading Network".

Chunyulai also deeply understands this. Since his writing style cannot be as top as Beijing, why not be more diligent than others?

In addition to the 8 hours of sleep, except for the daily necessities of eating, drinking, defecation, and other times when the spring rain comes, I can be said to be online. Except for the necessary code and update the novels I wrote at the beginning, I still linger on the Internet, wandering around and reading everywhere, just to read more, even if I can get a little inspiration from it to enrich my writing, it is a reward.

With this idea, when the spring rain came, when others were still sleeping, I had been sleeping all night but still had no sleepiness. After another chapter was updated, I started to browse the main website.

At first, Chunyu came, he just thought that the name of the novel "Chu Liuxiang·Fragrant Sea of ​​Blood" was good, and he did not click in it. It was just because although it was good, its name still seemed a little ordinary, making people unable to guess at the moment they saw its name, if the book was not sci-fi suspense, it would definitely be martial arts.

Chunyulai loves martial arts very much for urinating, but in recent years, with the leading Western fantasy and fantasy novels, martial arts has been worse than one year without a masterpiece.

In addition to the creativity of becoming narrower and narrower, it is obvious that martial arts style gradually falls and cannot form a tripod, which also makes people gradually lose interest in martial arts, let alone click in and take a look.

After a while, Chunyu came to see that it was almost time for him to go to bed. When he was about to exit, his avatar, which had been set up invisible, flashed at this time.

After the spring rain came, a message popped up. After reading the message, the spring rain came, and was stunned and he was stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Novel Reading Network, at this time, a thrilling thrilling online literature circle emerged due to the publication of a martial arts novel with few words.

Of course... this is just the beginning...

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Yi Ming stood at the door before he waited for a long time when he saw Dong Quanan coming over in a small car, parked in front of him, rolled down the window, smiled at him and signaled to get in.

Yi Mingda felt a little interested in the song song that Dong Quanan said just now. He immediately opened the car door and got into the car and got into the driver's seat.

Calm and generous, appropriately restrained, and simple, fully displaying the owner's taste and unpretentious style.

Of course, with Dong Quanan's current age, identity and status, if he drives a cool supercar all day, he may have been fooled by Mr. Dong's shoe upper base.

The car is more suitable for the car, which makes Dong Quanan actually feel a different kind of naturalness and confidence.

Although Dong Quanan was driving, he also looked at Yi Ming carefully between the gaps.

Regarding the Yi family, which has a good relationship with the Dong family, Dong Quanan also has some understanding of Yi Ming's father's affairs and is a little clear about it. However, he was particularly warned by his father, and time passed slowly, and things gradually faded away.

Regarding Yi Ming, Dong Quanan probably hasn't seen him for two or three years. He never thought of meeting him today.

Dong Quanan saw Yi Ming, who was bored and wanted to fall asleep. Of course, the two old men kept talking about the past that they had been remembering for decades and still had no fun. They were annoyed by listening to it, so Yi Ming, who wanted to go, came with him.

Of course... Dong Quanan, who has considered it, thinks that Yi Ming can come, probably this can also play a role in cohesion in this circle.

For this circle in Beijing, the Yi family has been low-key for many years. Of course... It is not incompetent to be low-key, but no one can ignore the Yi family. It is just because Mr. Yi is still there and has not yet fallen. Instead, because he has become somewhat unhelpful to things and people over the years, he has won the respect and friendship of many people.

Shy, shy, extremely timid, not good at dealing with others, over the years, as Yi Ming grows older, Dong Quanan has heard a lot of times while chatting with others.

Dong Quan'an's mouth couldn't help but smile. Although he didn't talk much with Yi Ming, Dong Quan'an was confident that he now had a little understanding of Yi Ming's temperament.

Although Dong Quanan now has a status and status, he does not have to speak to others and not speak to ghosts like others, but the so-called observing words and expressions, and judging his temperament and his usual living habits in his heart, he will have some of his own opinions and opinions.

As the saying goes, the world is full of knowledge and knowledge. As time goes by, dealing with others as you grow up, it is difficult to grow up.

However, Dong Quanan found that he seemed to be a little confused and could not see through Yi Ming. Except for feeling that Yi Ming was very arrogant and different from others, he was really a little confused and ignorant in other aspects.

"Obviously, you don't have to be too restrained when you get outside the place later. I believe everyone is happy to see you come and have fun."

Seeing that it was about to get to the place, Dong Quanan thought about it and seemed casually - he said kindly to Yi Ming beside him.

Yi Ming said 'oh', and his eyes stared at the sides of the outside again, looking around without stopping.

As soon as the car turned around the corner of the street, Yi Ming saw at a glance that under the steps in front of a building, a man was pushed hard by a bearded man standing on the steps. He couldn't stop and retreated to the stopping car before stabilizing his body.

"Big Pig Head, what does it mean?"

Dong Xinhai stared at the bearded man who was slowly walking down the steps in front of him.

"It's not interesting. I just want to tell you that it's better to be a human being. It's better to be low-key. Otherwise, I won't know what's going on one day." Zhu Changzhi, a bearded man, raised a little coldly, "Your Dong family is very majestic in the capital, but it doesn't mean that you, Dong Xinhai, can do whatever you want. The land in the third section of the East Ring Road in the western suburbs was clearly the first thing I liked. Don't think I don't know the secret of your troubles."

"And..., I hate people calling me Zhu Datou in person, at least you are not qualified for this trash. So..." Zhu Changzhi came to Dong Xinhai while saying that, and raised his hand and said, "This is the lesson I want to teach you."

"Zhu Datou, you are so majestic, don't you even want to teach me a lesson..." Dong Quanan poked his head out of the car, stared at Zhu Changzhi coldly, and snorted: "Hate? When did Zhu Datou still have a temper, I know it's annoying. It's really strange..."

Is it true that I was caught trying to slap in the face?!

Zhu Changzhi looked at the person sitting in the car and his face immediately became extremely unnatural. His lips squirmed for a while before he stammering and said hesitantly: "Brother Quan, I... I drank a little too much when I didn't pay attention early in the morning. Look at my pig's mouth, I hope you don't take it to your heart."

"Of course I won't remember to take it to my heart. Otherwise, I won't be annoyed if I listen too much all day long." Dong Quanan pushed open the car door and saw Dong Xinhai put down his fists with his hands and let go. He knew that this incompetent brother must have had the idea of ​​trying hard just now, and his face didn't feel relaxed. He hummed and said, "It's just that the useless one will only make people laugh at me all day long."

Dong Quanan came to Zhu Changzhi, looked at Zhu Changzhi with a cold look for a while, and said, "Why are the people in my Dong family doing nothing? They are not allowed to scold you. Originally, it's no big deal for you to fight or even take action, but you're too much, do you know?"

Dong Quanan raised his hand and slapped him hard on Zhu Changzhi's face, and said hatefully: "Next time, if I hear you call me the people in the Dong family a waste, I cut your tongue. Even a waste like a cat or a dog dares to be so arrogant, it's too ignorant."

Zhu Changzhi's face suddenly turned blue and white, and it looked ugly, especially the five red finger marks printed on his face looked very clear, and his fists couldn't help but clenched, and even his body trembled slightly.

"Why..., do you want to attack me? Get out of here..., why don't I even smash your car." Dong Quan'an glanced at Zhu Changzhi and ignored him. He just looked at Dong Xinhai with a frown and said helplessly: "Haizi, when will you let me save some snacks?"

"Brother..." Dong Xinhai shouted, and lowered his head and smiled with a little embarrassed look, "Hehe..."

"Tsk tsk... I really can't see this person's aura. This old Dong family member looks quite unusual." Yi Ming glanced at Zhu Changzhi, who was in disgrace at this moment, was about to leave, and looked at Dong Xinhai curiously.

He has a buzz cut, thin eyebrows, small eyes, long face, and a little spirit, but it seems that he doesn't look like a good person. Especially the small eyeballs turn from time to time, and his mind seems to be quite lively and close to being vulgar.

Look at the fear of a mouse meeting a cat with his eyes down, it seems that this old man Dong is not ordinary with majestic and imposing spirit.

After Yi Ming looked at it, he muttered a few words in his mind, and he felt a little sorry for the good show that ended early.

"Come on, Mingming, let's go in. I guess the song party has begun." As if nothing had happened, Dong Quan'an said casually. He looked at Dong Xinhai again and frowned and said, "You'll go back honestly now, I'll come back to have dinner later."