Sumina Sumiya covered her mouth and smiled, "Yes, Yang Qingjun can't bear to leave me anymore. If you let him cut it, you will be beaten to death."

Keiko Dongchuan glanced at me, the legal society can't beat me.

After chatting for a while, Keiko Dongchuan ran home with two little loaches.

At this time, Yang Qing was sitting on the sofa, crossing her legs, drinking tea, and watching TV.

It’s time to say nothing. This time, the tea brought by Keiko Dongchuan this time is really good, with a strong taste and a fragrant mouth. It is a Pu'er tea worth buying.

After seeing Keiko Dongchuan leave, Yang Qing put down the tea cup in his hand, picked up the remaining tea leaves and put them in the cabinet. It is better to keep it to entertain guests in the future and taste it slowly by himself.

"bite."

The WeChat ringtone rang.

Yang Qing picked up his phone and clicked on WeChat.

[Editor Mengyao]: Xiaoqing, this time the recommendation is very good. I will directly skip the level. I have applied for you. I strongly recommend it. Please work harder.

[Yang Qing]: Thank you, boss, I've kneeled down for you! (Dog Head)

[Editor Mengyao]: Go and go, it’s useless to do it every day. There is one more thing. The reading of this book has exceeded 100,000 words. It’s already very good to read it. I feel that it will be available next Monday. The specific reading will depend on your updates.

[Yang Qing]: It’s about 4,000 a day.

[Editor Mengyao]: No! Four thousand is just the minimum standard, and more than six thousand is considered an additional update. Write it to me quickly!

[Editor Mengyao]: 6,000 words a day, divided into three pieces, one piece each in the morning, noon and evening.

[Editor Mengyao]: Let me say that. I have a premonition to take off this book. This is the second recommendation. There are a thousand readings. There are also categories and strong recommendations. Just wait. Stay calm. The old cow should be steady. One time, do you know?

"It's still here!"

"Hello!"

"Where did you go!"

[Yang Qing]: Still here, I was drinking tea just now.

[Editor Mengyao]:…………

"Believe it or not I can smack your head?"

Yang Qing: “…………”

Very fierce.

After talking about the follow-up of the book, Yang Qing stretched and took a look at the time, at half past seven.

This day has passed again, it’s really fast.

Yang Qing walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes, threw them into the washing machine, and began to clean the smell of sweat on his body.

…………

The next morning.

Yang Qing got up early to wash up. Since it was Sunday, he did not buy breakfast in advance. Instead, he came to the sports equipment in the community and started exercising.

Every morning, there are a group of old men and women here to exercise. Some play horizontal bars, while others do sit-ups.

Yang Qing lowered his head and looked at his shaking legs, feeling relieved.

Old...

Forget it, I'd better buy some breakfast and go back.

…………

When she returned home, Sumina Asaha was still resting. Yang Qing did not disturb her. After putting the breakfast in the kitchen, she returned to her bedroom, turned on the computer, and started working.

It was not until around eight o'clock that Sumina Asaha walked out of the room, looked at the empty living room, and involuntarily walked to Yang Qing's bedroom.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

"Enter."

Asaha Yu Na walked in with a harsh heart, looking at Yang Qingjun at work and asked:

"Did you have meal?"

"Not yet, you go and have breakfast in the kitchen."

"What about you?"

"Of course it's work." Yang Qing stared at the computer screen without turning his eyes, and stopped without saying anything.

Asaha Yuena leaned over her head, looked at the novel on the screen, and began to read a few sentences.

This made Yang Qing a little embarrassed.

What I don’t like most during the novel is that someone next to me disturbs me and even pronounces sounds.

Death of embarrassment.

"Xuena." Yang Qing stopped his fingers and said helplessly: "When I'm typing, can you not look over?"

Asayu Yu Na looked innocent: "I didn't say anything, you won't lose a piece of meat."

"The thing you fear most in typing is that you cannot interfere, especially if you read it out."

Yang Qing rubbed his temples, making him feel a little headache.

Xue Nai Qian blinked her big eyes and asked with a smile: "Yang Qingjun, are you shy?"

"I just read a few hundred words. You are actually driving, and at such a fast speed, what else can you be shy about?"

Yang Qing: “…………”

For a moment, he was speechless.

The passage of driving by myself was read out, but I would embarrass myself and use my toes to cut out a three-bedroom and one living room.

"Anla, I can't watch it anymore."

Asaha Yuina turned her head with a bored look: "Next time, I will use mosaics when I draw comics. I don't know how to block it if you do this. The full screen is full of mosaics."

Yang Qing: “………”

Such strange requests are really a headache.

It’s fine if readers like to drive, but you, a man who makes comics, also like to read them, and they are even more powerful than me.

Where is the face?

Actually, it’s not Yang Qing’s fault, because it’s normal for the novel to have that kind of plot in it, otherwise it would be too rigid and wouldn’t like to watch it.

But the comics are different. She can draw any places that the novel dare not be written. Although it is mosaic, it will still make some single dogs clench their fists.

Especially in Japanese comics, this situation has long been accustomed to it, and it is no wonder.

Where, don't care whether it is exposed or not,

Just look good.

Think about it!!!

…………

It started to write at seven o'clock, and it was already half past eight o'clock. In an hour and a half, Yang Qing finally finished writing two manuscripts, which is 4,000 words.

This speed can be said to be very fast, commonly known as the tentacle monster on the Internet.

It's equivalent to having a lot of hands typing on the keyboard.

Some tentacle monsters can be said to be easy to say 20,000 words a day, and even many bigwigs who update 30,000 words a day are all easy to say.

I really envy those tentacle monsters,

After preserving it, Yang Qingxin walked out of the bedroom with satisfaction. At first glance, Yuu Na Asaha was sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast.

At the same time, Asaha Yu Na also noticed that Yang Qingjun had come out and hurriedly pushed the tofu brain in her bowl over.

He whispered: "Yang Qingjun, you... were drunk by me. I will treat you tofu brain."

Yang Qing walked over and looked at the tofu brain that was in the bottom and was speechless. Are you asking me to eat tofu brain, or are you asking me to lick the plate?

"You eat it yourself."

Yang Qing finally pushed it back, picked up a small bag and threw it into his mouth.

"Xuena, there is still one week before you pay the rent. Have you opened your bank card?"

"It's opened, just opened today, and there are about 100,000 in it."
Chapter completed!