My cat is helping me write

It took Lin Letian three days to finish writing "Live City Battle Royale". He let the BOSS appear on the stage ahead of time, and then he was killed by the male lead.

This was the ending that he had conceived early on, but some of the supporting roles were not written in words, so he just wrote it down, saving a lot of words, and barely explained the ending clearly.

In the past few days, he also sent back a copy of his previous animation adaptation contract, which was stamped with the official seal, and it was considered effective.

After getting the contract, Lin Letian was excited for a while, and then calmed down. Now that he has so few people reading the book, there is nothing to be happy about.

The gadgets he bought on a whim that day arrived with the contract. When he received the express delivery, he was very guilty and checked over and over again to see if there was a brand logo.

Perhaps the brand he bought was more reliable, and there was no logo on the box, which made Lin Letian heave a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look at the room where Lu Jiawen was.

The door is closed, so Lu Jiawen shouldn't be able to see it.

Lin Letian thought for a while, and took the box to the bedroom, then opened it, took out the contents, looked at it for a while, and still received it in the back of the bedside table.

What to do, I suddenly look forward to it.

Lin Letian touched his cheek, he felt his face was a little hot, and he was afraid that his blushing would reveal his emotions, but he also thought that Lu Jiawen would not come out for a while, so he went to the study to watch the drama with peace of mind.

His "Live Urban Battle Royale" has been written, and before starting to write a new article, he is going to relax for a few days, and it is time to think about how to write his next article.

Write about hot topics?

But his article brushed aside hot topics, and he wrote it painfully, and readers didn't like it.

Write about your own cute cold subjects?

Although it is said that cold subjects can be exploded if written well, but does he really have that strength now?

When eating at night, Lin Letian was still thinking about this question, and he ate absent-mindedly.

Lu Jiawen sipped the soup and reminded him: "That's ginger, not meat."

Lin Letian had already bit down on it, and felt that the taste was not right, and only then remembered that Lu Jiawen was reminding him.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?" Lu Jiawen slowly picked out the ginger and garlic from the fried meat.

"What do you want to write in the next article?" Lin Letian put down the bowl, "I've already begun to doubt myself."

Lu Jiawen held the food between his hands, "Is there anything you want to write? Tell me and I'll give you a reference."

"There's an interstellar stalk I've always wanted to write about." Lin Letian's eyes lighted up when he mentioned his imagination, "The background of interstellar voyages, the transition technology has just matured, the interstellar mines have been opened, capitalists and the government are active in the interstellar space , The interstellar waterway is still being explored, and the cargo spacecraft shuttles through various human settlements. Great men of science, masters of the age, heroes emerge in large numbers, this is the golden age."

"You moved the age of great voyages to Interstellar?" Lu Jiawen can always hit the nail on the head when it comes to writing, "What about the story and characters? You are just a background."

Lin Letian smiled and said: "A man's journey is the stars and the sea. There is nothing to write about in the age of great voyages. It is annoying to write textual research, but I am very interested, and I am also very interested in the starry sky, so I combined it for a while." .”

"I've also thought about the protagonist." Lin Letian took a sip of the soup and continued, "While the transition technology was mature, the spirit wave technology was also in the process of being conceived. The method of separating the wave from the human body. However, the government knows this and wants to use this technology to control the people. The protagonist is a student of the scientist. In order to protect the research results, the scientist will not let his efforts be used by the villains. Let the protagonist bring the research results Leave and destroy the lab yourself."

After listening patiently, Lu Jiawen nodded, "Not bad."

With Lu Jiawen's affirmation, Lin Letian became even more excited, and said happily: "Then the government put the crime of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors on the protagonist, including the crime of destroying the research institute, and then he started An interstellar escape."

"This is the beginning, what are you planning to write later, what is the main plot?" Lu Jiawen asked.

Lin Letian lowered his head: "...I didn't think about it."

After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said, "But for the subject of Interstellar, they said that barbecue rice is not easy to write, and it's not popular, it's quite cold."

Lu Jiawen thought back to Lu Jinjiang's article, there are a lot of interstellar, but it seems that there are indeed very few people who write about this topic in Dianjia, but there are few people who write, and there are many opportunities to get ahead.

"Let's write." Lu Jiawen said, "Your first two books are enough to support you for a year and a half. If you want to write, write it. It's what you like. You have to believe that others will like it too."

"Is that so?" Lin Letian was still a little unconfident, but after Lu Jiawen said this, he felt itchy again. He had been thinking about this subject for a long time, and he really wanted to write it.

"But before writing, you need to know what you want to write." Lu Jiawen ate, "Your idea is too weak now. You need to know whether what you want to write is a story, a person, or an era."

Hearing a certain word in Lu Jiawen's words, Lin Letian's eyes lit up: "I know what I want to write, I want to write about an era, the era of great interstellar voyages."

As he said that, his thoughts became clear, and he could not wait to jump in front of the computer and start writing, "I want to use the eyes of a wanted criminal to see merchant pirates, interstellar governments, and alien mechs, underground boxing rings, and space battles." The protagonist keeps fleeing across the stars and becomes stronger, and what he sees and hears will reflect this era of change."

"This is the best time." Lu Jiawen read out a sentence with a smile.

"This is also the worst era." Lin Letian continued.

"This is the spring of hope."

"This is the winter of disappointment—wrong, wrong," Lin Letian corrected, "The next sentence is that this is the age of wisdom, and this is the age of stupidity."

Lu Jiawen was not at all embarrassed when he was pointed out as a mistake, but instead said, "It's all the same, don't pay attention to these details, this passage from Dickens is appropriate in an era of change."

"Indeed." Lin Letian said, "I thought that the age of great voyages written in this passage, and I liked it very much. I conceived a great interstellar voyage, but later found out that I was wrong."

"Have you thought about the ending yet?" Lu Jiawen asked him.

The topic jumped back again, Lin Letian didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and continued: "I just thought about it, the ending is the establishment of the Interstellar Alliance government, the widespread use of spiritual waves, human beings have taken a step towards Datong society, and the universe is peaceful."

"From change, to turmoil, to peace." Lu Jiawen also thinks Lin Letian's idea is good, "I'm already looking forward to it."

Lin Letian bowed his head in embarrassment: "I think it is very good, but I think this kind of article may not be popular, and... and I don't think I can write it."

Lin Letian was very sad when he said the last sentence.

The pen is not strong enough to express one's own imagination, which can be selected as one of the ten most painful things for writers.

"You write first." Lu Jiawen felt that these were nothing important, "I'll revise it for you after writing."

"No, no, no." Lin Letian shook his head quickly, "I can't always count on you, I'm studying red text recently, to see how they write well."

"Look at Dianjia's Hongwen to learn writing?" Lu Jiawen laughed immediately, "Then you might as well look at Lu Xun."

Lin Letian: "...does it work?"

"If you really want to improve your writing skills, I'll help you." Lu Jiawen said.

Lin Letian was a little puzzled, but still nodded: "Okay."

Lu Jiawen first bought books online, and before the books arrived, he brought Lin Letian to play games. Anyway, now that Lin Letian has finished writing the essay, he can relax.

The audience in Lu Jiawen's live broadcast room recently found that His Majesty was very happy, and if he had nothing to do, he would sprinkle dog food with them, and the live broadcast room was full of wailing.

"Your Majesty, how long has it been since you played ranked!"

"Your Majesty, if you continue to fight like this, you will become a rookie!"

"I kicked over this bowl of dog food!"

"Your Majesty, is your little brother unemployed? Why is he so idle?"

"Let me introduce a job to your little brother, please, don't show off, next year's dog food is gone."

Regarding these barrages, Lu Jiawen replied calmly: "I am playing games with my friends normally, how can it be regarded as dog food? Come on, come on, there is still a place to match in the car."

So a group of water friends scrambled to get in the car. His Majesty usually only plays ranked. It is because of this little brother that he is willing to bring fans to matchmaking. The opportunity is rare, and they don't hate this little brother at all!

Even because I have the opportunity to have close contact with idols, I am very grateful!

Although Lin Letian is good, but he is very conscious, he will not take the main position, and be a bastard with peace of mind. With Lu Jiawen's guidance, his game level has improved in the past few days, and he finally asked for the status of Brass Five and became a respected Brass Four, he took this matter to the roommate group for a long time, and was almost blackmailed by the other three.

After playing games for two days, it was time for Lin Letian to go home for dinner.

Half a year ago, Lin Letian felt it was a kind of torture when he came home, and every time he had to ask his mother three times before he was willing to go home.Now that his schedule has been adjusted, he will deliberately pay attention to whether he has deliberately procrastinated. Going home has become a very easy thing. He has already made an appointment with his mother to go home once a week.

Going home this time, Lin Letian felt a little uneasy. He didn't continue to go to the hotel before, and his father didn't ask. He estimated that he might be scolded when he went back this time.

It turned out that he was right. From the time he entered the door to when he sat down to eat, his father didn't even look at him, as if he wasn't from the family.

Although his father was very upset about this matter, but after all, he was the son he had loved since he was a child. Father Lin couldn't say anything serious, so he just stopped talking.

Lin Letian insisted that he was right in this matter, his father didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything, anyway, he would definitely not bow his head and admit his mistake.

Lin's mother had no choice but to round up the field in the middle, picking up vegetables and serving soup. Lin Letian saw that his mother was also quite tired, so he decided to say this first: "I just got grades now, and I don't want to give up my current career."

"Career?" Papa Lin seemed to have heard some funny words, and smiled mockingly.

"Do you think I've been playing after graduation?" Lin Letian stiffened. Although he said this with a guilty conscience, he couldn't say that he had played for half a year in this situation, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "I'm serious. Really doing my job, that's my business."

"How much money can you earn from your business?" Papa Lin's tone was very serious.

"It's not a question of how much money you can make!" Lin Letian annoyed his father talking about money all day long, and his family has no shortage of money, "This is something I like, and I can rely on it to support me yourself, that's enough!"

"The money you earn is enough for your food and clothing?" Papa Lin seemed to have heard something incredible, "Do you know how much you start with a pair of shoes?"

Lin Letian took a deep breath, "I haven't bought new shoes for two years, and I don't think there is anything wrong with living like this."

Mother Lin also said at this time: "Lele hasn't asked for my money since graduation, Lao Lin, don't think about it, our son has his own plans, and he doesn't need you to help him pave the way."

Mother Lin usually takes care of the money used by the family, and Father Lin has never asked about these things. Only now does he know that Lin Letian has been supporting himself all along, and he is also happy to be poor.

He suddenly realized that the little boy who used to be behind him and needed his constant protection, Little Letian, had grown up. He had his own wings and could fly alone without his protection.

"But this kind of income is not stable..." Papa Lin wanted to say something, but seeing the persistence in Lin Letian's eyes, he sighed and finally compromised, "When you need Dad, tell Dad, don't be shy. "

"There probably won't be that time." This is already a reconciliation, Lin Letian laughed, "Dad, let me tell you, my novel has signed a contract with comics, that is, a comic company wants to adapt my novel into comics."

"My family is very happy."

"Comic company? Which comic company, I'll go see if there are any acquaintances—"

When Lin Letian had a happy meal with his parents at home, Lu Jiawen felt that his eyes were almost too hot to open.

Black Dragon Kuangshen's courier has arrived, and the mangoes are sent, which look quite delicious. While communicating with the barbecue rice, Lin Letian sent half a box to the barbecue rice, asking him to try it too.

While Lu Jiawen was discussing this matter with the barbecue rice, the news of the Black Dragon Mad God arrived.

Black Dragon Mad God: Meimei, just sent a text message to remind me that the courier has been signed for. Is it delicious?

Evil Charm: Delicious (^o^)/

Black Dragon Crazy God: As long as you like it~

Xiemei Kuangxuan: Thank you, Mad God!

Black Dragon Crazy God: I am going to play in the water in a few days. During the National Day, it is said that Linshui is very fun. I am not familiar with the place, can you help me guide me?

Xiemei Kuangxuan: I should go to class on National Day. QQ

Black Dragon Crazy God: Don't you have a holiday?

Evil, charming and crazy: third year in high school, only one day QAQ

Black Dragon Mad God: One day is enough, I want to see you.

Lu Jiawen stared at the computer screen, his heart no longer fluctuating.

He had expected this situation a long time ago, so he sent the screenshot to Barbecue Fan. Because of recent frequent blind dates, Barbecue Fan has changed his schedule a lot, at least he is still awake during the day, so he immediately replied: "This person is also amazing, write Writing novels is stupid."

Lu Jiawen: Fishing?

Barbecue Rice: Fishing!To say that he was killed is to kill him!

Lu Jiawen has always responded passively, and never gave any hints. Even the identity of a girl was forcibly assigned to him. He also found it strange. Make people feel like a soft girl?

This man is also very smart.

He had just finished talking to the barbecue rice when the news of the Black Dragon Mad God came again.

Black Dragon Crazy God: Meimei, look at the group.

Xie Mei Kuang Xuan: Good. QWQ

In just a few words, the group has exploded. The reason for the explosion is very simple. Today's recommended position was updated, and someone was ranked in front of the black dragon mad god!

Theocratic: Can't bear it!Who is this person who writes such rubbish and wants to compete with us for the position?

A bunch of fans are chiming in.

Shenzhi: I went to have a look, it is really rubbish, the editor must be blind to read this article, ha ha.

Fan 1: But the recommendation list has come out, does this editor have Weibo?Let's scold him!

Fan 2: Right, right, scolding this editor to death, he has no eyes.

Fan 3: But... I think that although the editor arranges it like this, the big text is very good. Gold always shines, so there is no need to hate the editor, right?

Fan 4: You are stupid, there must be something shady, otherwise how could my God not be the first?

Lu Jiawen had been in this group for a while, and at this moment, he could tell at a glance that fans 1 and 2 were usually people who complimented God's Rule and the Black Dragon Mad God, while fan 4 usually didn't talk much, and when he spoke, he was outrageous.

Shenzhi: We can’t hate the editor, we are doing it for the good of Heilong, as fans of Heilong, we hate the editor, what will other editors think of Heilong in the future?

Black Dragon Crazy God: It's okay, isn't it just being oppressed by people worse than me? I'm used to these shady scenes.

Lu Jiawen looked at him coldly. Although this person had a dissuading tone, he revealed his disappointment in everything he said, and the editor was blind, or he was just a villain who took benefits for the list. .

As soon as he said this, the fans in the fan group exploded and comforted him.

Fan 1: Daddy, don’t be sad, even if he is in front of you, he is definitely not as good as you!

Fan 2: I also think that my god writes well, I am so angry, I really want to beat the previous one.

Fan 3: This, this...

Fan 4: Hehe, it's not easy, let's go, go to the comments and write bad reviews, anyway, the editors are all shady, so why don't we give Heilong a break?

After watching the whole process of how the Black Dragon Crazy God and the group management incited fans, Lu Jiawen smiled coldly, and saved screenshots of these conversations, and prepared a copy for the barbecue rice.

Seeing these chat records, Lu Jiawen's heart suddenly became angry. He seemed to see that they were doing the same thing before, with a few simple words to incite fans, and then brushed up Lin Letian's Weibo and book review area. hole.

He also thought of Lin Letian's bewildered expression when he saw the bad reviews, that expression of being at a loss and not knowing what he did wrong, he never wanted to see it again.

As the backbone of the fan base, Shenzhi is already familiar with these things, and he also instructed not to bring the Black Dragon Crazy God when spraying people, so as not to arouse hatred for the Black Dragon Crazy God, just spray and write rubbish.

Seeing the fan group quiet down, and people reporting the battle situation from time to time, the Black Dragon Mad God knocked him again.

Black Dragon Mad God: Hey, I don't want to do this.

Xiemei Kuangxuan: Well, my heart hurts.

Feel sorry for Lin Letian, and the author who was maliciously attacked this time.

Black Dragon Crazy God: Can you sing a song to comfort me?

Evil, charming and crazy: class QWQ

Black Dragon Mad God: It's a pity, I really want to see you.

Xiemei Kuangxuan: QWQ later.

After dealing with the Black Dragon Crazy God, Lu Jiawen switched to the chat interface with the barbecue rice, and typed: How is your fan appeal?

Barbecue rice: not so stupid.

Lu Jiawen: I mean, can you crush the comment section of Black Dragon Mad God?

Barbecue Rice: Don't worry, I'll hang it out for him, even enthusiastic netizens can crush him to scum without my fans.

Lu Jiawen: Then I can rest assured, the account I used to contact him will be handed over to you, and there should be more news in the future, just watch it.

Barbeque Rice: Wait, why did you suddenly ignore it?

Lu Jiawen: Hot eyes affect mood.

Barbecue rice: ...

Lu Jiawen: You don't care about the incident caused by your recommendation.

Barbecue rice: All right, I'll make it.

After the handover of the Penguin account was completed, Lu Jiawen opened the document again, and decided to write a colleague of "Live City Battle Royale" to ease his mood.

This fanfic has been written by him as a serial, the protagonist has been dying, and then going through various ways of dating with the system, his readers are almost kneeling at his imagination.

After writing the fanfic, Lu Jiawen was in a better mood, happily eating dried fish and waiting for Lin Letian to come home and feed him.

Lin Letian came back early today, right after lunch. He was thinking about playing games with Lu Jiawen in the afternoon, so he didn't stay any longer. He just received a courier at the door.

This courier is not from the same courier company as the courier sent by Heilong Kuangshen, so the courier arrived in tandem.

The courier was boxy, wrapped in plastic paper, and it was a stack of books. Lin Letian didn't open it, thinking that it was the book bought by Lu Jiawen, so he picked it up directly.

Opening the door, he shouted into the room: "Jiawen, the book you bought has arrived."

Lu Jiawen was broadcasting live, and when he heard this, he turned off the microphone and replied, "You put it in the living room."

Putting down a large stack of books, Lin Letian was a little curious, and asked again: "Can I open it and have a look? It's not something shameful."

Lu Jiawen: "Just look at it."

With Lu Jiawen's permission, Lin Letian directly tore open the outer packaging, and was horrified to find that there was a stack of high school textbooks inside!It's still a Chinese textbook!

"Why are you buying Chinese books!" Lin Letian asked immediately.

Lu Jiawen just finished playing a game, so he went out to have a look while he was in line. There were students from the first year to the third year of high school. He nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, it's all there. Don't you want to improve your writing skills? These are just right."

Lin Letian:? ? ?

Lu Jiawen: "Come play games, Teacher Lu will teach you in the evening."

Lin Letian:? ? ?

After the live broadcast ended and dinner was over, when Lin Letian was clearing the table, Lu Jiawen held a stack of Chinese books and said, "Come to the study later."

Lin Letian nodded, a little confused, did Lu Jiawen really want to teach him Chinese?

Facts proved that he guessed correctly. Lu Jiawen was sitting in the study, flipping through the Chinese textbook with the desk lamp on, and when he saw Lin Letian coming in, he pointed to the seat next to him and told him to sit down.

Lin Letian has graduated from high school for five or six years, and now he has to learn it all over again. He just felt very weird, so he asked Lu Jiawen, "Are you okay?"

Lu Jiawen shifted his eyes to him and gave him a flat look. Lin Letian immediately sat down obediently, but he still said: "What's the meaning of these reading comprehensions? After deciphering a meaning, there is no need to learn at all.”

"It's not like that." Lu Jiawen's tone was very peaceful, but the more peaceful he was, the less Lin Letian dared to talk back.

"Look here." Lu Jiawen opened the textbook, it was an after-school exercise for a text, and the question asked to analyze the sentences, Lin Letian was baffled.

"You want your writing to look beautiful, but the sentence structure is more reasonable, and the words and sentences are more in place. Look at this passage, it is about the actions of a teenager. When you read it, the sense of the picture unfolds. You see See how other people write, and then apply these methods to the text."

Lu Jiawen's voice was low and slow. Lin Letian hadn't listened to the Chinese class well when he was in Chinese class. Hearing what he said now, he felt that was the case.

"The current Dianjia Hongwen, few of them are very good in writing. They all tell a good story and can grasp the rhythm. You already have these." Lu Jiawen said, "Some people say that writing requires talent, just like you , From the beginning of writing, you can grasp the rhythm of the writing, and know how to tell the story to attract readers. What you need to improve is the writing, which is simpler than the rhythm.”

"Writing is mainly about accumulating a large amount of vocabulary, and knowing how to express the vocabulary you have accumulated." Lu Jiawen turned a page of the book, "The way of expression and how to express it are covered in textbooks, and the atmosphere and character descriptions are also included. You don’t need to look for the well-written ones yourself to analyze the exercises. Chinese textbooks can’t teach people how to write a novel, but they are the most suitable way for you to improve your writing.”

Lin Letian listened...he believed it!

You can't believe it, because what Lu Jiawen said is indeed the same thing.

What he lacks can actually be found in Chinese textbooks. It is estimated that his high school Chinese is really for nothing.

He never expected that five years after graduating from high school, he would still be sitting in his study room, listening to a person he likes tutoring him in Chinese.

Unable to tell what kind of mood he was in, Lin Letian followed Lu Jiawen to review the textbook, and saw many emotions that he couldn't understand in high school, and the insinuations and metaphors in it no longer made him feel inexplicable, and he even started to take it seriously. Think about why the author wrote this.

Seeing that he listened to it, Lu Jiawen made another reminder: "You can read the textbooks, but don't learn these writing styles. You use this style of writing to write online articles, and it's still an interstellar theme. You have to go to grandma's house."

Lin Letian raised his head from the book, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Then should I read it or not?"

"Look," Lu Jiawen said, "I want you to learn how to describe others, how to use words and sentences accurately, not to learn the style of writing, you have to separate."

Lin Letian nodded: "Okay, okay."

Lu Jiawen did not tell him every text, but picked out a few that he thought would be useful to Lin Letian, and even selected one or two exercises after class, which was completely targeted training .

Under this kind of training, Lin Letian's progress is also obvious. Before, he only thought about how to tell the story clearly, but now he has thought about how to use different rhetoric and precise words to tell the story clearly.

In addition to taking Chinese lessons with Lu Jiawen, Lin Letian is still writing the outline of a new article these days.

He found that the interstellar project he wanted to write was really a big project, and the outline was actually nothing, so he needed to write tens of thousands of words just for the setting, because he wrote this article just for the setting.

In the vast universe he imagined, all the pirate spaceships must be written in the setting, and even a few countries, the system of each country must be clearly written.

What he wants to write in this article is an era, so before writing, he must first write out this era to minimize the bugs in it, and hope that his readers will feel that this is what really exists after seeing what he describes universe.

During the writing of the settings, he asked Lu Jiawen for reference. Even the appearance of the spaceship had to be considered again and again. He had to consider both the physical principles and whether it would be bluffing when written. He thought about just one spaceship all afternoon.

When chatting with the brick-moving group at night, Lin Letian took this incident as a complaint. The people in the brick-moving group were very surprised that he was so particular about opening StarCraft.

Eating, sleeping, and masturbation: No need to do this, readers don't care about these, they only care about the protagonist's leather or not.

King: Do you really want to open StarCraft?

Just 998: Warriors, Warriors.

Salted Fish with Dreams: The protagonist is very powerful. I looked at it and found that it should be a protagonist in line with the trend. As for the question of setting, it is entirely my own.

Barbeque Rice: How many settings have you written, show me?

Lin Letian sent the setting to the barbecue fan, and 10 minutes later, he became a bubble in the group.

Barbecue Rice: If you want to write, write it, it looks good, maybe StarCraft will become popular, and then we will all have to call you big.

Dawang: Although I don't know why the barbecue rice said that, but the people who have been hand-picked by the barbecue rice have become big, I am optimistic about you.

Just 998: Fuck, show me the settings!

Dawang: Go as you go, how can you give this kind of thing to others casually, wait for Xianyu to write it and read it yourself.

Salted fish with dreams: Then I will lend you a good word!

Lin Letian listened to Mr. Lu Jiawen's lecture, and wrote the settings for many days. When it was National Day, his father called him. He first asked about his current situation, and then talked about some things around him. Then his father started to get down to business : "You have a career, should you start a family?"

Lin Letian was perplexed: "Huh?"

Father Lin, who has never spoken much, started the preaching mode: "I know you don't want to fall in love, but now you are too old, if you don't talk about it now, when will you talk about it?"

Lin Letian was listening on the phone, but didn't answer.

Father Lin said again: "Men, I understand that you should start a business before you start a family, but now that you have a career, it's time to find a girlfriend. You can't hold back even if you're alone."

Lin Letian: ...

Dad, I'm suffocated, but I really don't need to find a girlfriend, the person who makes me suffocated is standing in front of my eyes every day.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only say vaguely: "We'll talk about it when we meet."

Father Lin was unhappy again: "You are at home every day, where do you go to meet girls? My friend's daughter is pretty good. She graduated from a famous university and works in a foreign company. This time it's National Day, you just happen to meet."

After all, the result is that he wants to go on a blind date. Lin Le Tianbu rejects the blind date, but he pretends to be a man in his heart, and he will definitely not go, so he said: "Dad, I am a brick mover, how can a girl from a foreign company see it?" Come on me, don't worry about it."

Papa Lin is very bachelor: "I'm getting better with the girl, Wanghai restaurant on Binjiang Road, tomorrow at noon, you decide whether to go or not, anyway, you are not afraid of papa's embarrassment."

Lin Letian: "Dad, you are a threat."

Father Lin: "I'll threaten you."

Lin Letian: "Give me your sister's phone number, and I'll tell her so that you don't lose face."

What responded to Lin Letian was the busy tone on the other end of the phone, and Papa Lin hung up the phone directly.

Lin Letian sighed, his father's attitude is too firm, if he can't do the ideological work of his parents, blind dates will definitely be indispensable in the future, he still remembers that the barbecue meal is complaining in the group, his mother wants him to meet in two days One, as long as you meet, or you will cry, make trouble, and hang yourself.

Thinking about Lin Letian makes him feel terrible, he must solve his father's fucking problem.

As for tomorrow...

Before going to bed, Lin Letian knocked on the door of Lu Jiawen's room.

Lu Jiawen's voice came from inside: "What?"

They have reached the point where they don't need to knock on the door. As soon as Lin Letian knocks on the door, Lu Jiawen knows that something is up.

Lin Letian pushed the door open and entered, Qiqi Ai said: "Jiawen, let me tell you something."

Lu Jiawen was watching the drama, but he didn't watch it after hearing the words, and turned to look at him: "Say it."

Lin Letian hesitated, thinking and thinking, Lu Jiawen was not in a hurry, so he just looked at him, but Lin Letian held back for a long time, and said two words: "Forget it."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again: "It's okay."

"What's the matter?" Lu Jiawen became even more curious seeing him like this.

Lin Letian said: "I just want to go out tomorrow, and my dad asked me to go out and have dinner with someone."

Lu Jiawen finally figured out something, and asked, "Woman?"

Lin Letian nodded honestly.

"Blind date?"

Lin Letian nodded again, and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I want to go, my dad forced me to go, if I want to go, I have to make it clear to my parents, I'm really not interested in girls."

Lu Jiawen suddenly laughed, and he asked, "You're not interested in girls, who are you interested in?"

Lin Letian was dumb for a moment, some words were stuck in his throat, but he just couldn't get out, even now he came to tell Lu Jiawen about the blind date in advance, he felt that he was seriously ill, and he and Lu Jiawen didn't confirm anything, Why do you have to say it specifically?

Seeing that Lin Letian couldn't speak for a long time, Lu Jiawen didn't make things difficult for him anymore, nodded and said: "You go, need me to give you a reference on what to wear?"

"No, no need! Just don't misunderstand!" Lin Letian finally calmed down this time, leaving this sentence and running away.

Seeing Lin Letian leave, the smile on Lu Jiawen's face slowly disappeared. He looked at the paused picture on the computer screen, slightly lost in thought.

Although the two of them did not confirm anything, Lin Letian still felt guilty when he went out on a blind date. The next day he went out early to buy vegetables, prepared a large table of dishes according to Lu Jiawen's taste, and then went out.

Wanghai restaurant is not far from his residence, and it takes half an hour to arrive. When entering the restaurant, Lin Letian looked at the decoration, and suddenly thought of what he said before the barbecue meal.

Petty bourgeoisie, good environment, good place for blind date.

His father really wanted to find a daughter-in-law.

Lin Letian's blind date this time was not as much as the barbecue meal. When he arrived, the girl had already arrived. She was a somewhat beautiful mature girl with exquisite makeup on her face. When she saw Lin Letian walking over, she frowned imperceptibly.

Lin Letian wore the clothes that Lu Jiawen bought for him today, a white sweater, black jeans, and a pair of dirty old sneakers. Although he looked refreshing, this outfit looked too much like a college student.

Sitting down opposite the girl, Lin Letian introduced himself. He still has a student look on him. Sitting in front of the girl at the moment, it's like a sibling chatting. Although the girl is still one year younger than him, she just walked out of college not long ago. .

"You..." The girl broke her thinness as soon as she opened her mouth, showing a bit of childishness, "How old are you?"

"24." Lin Letian replied with a smile, "I'm not here for a blind date."

The girl nodded: "I see."

Lin Letian was a little embarrassed: "I'll treat you to this meal. My dad insists on me coming, so I'm sorry."

The girl was very calm: "It's okay, I just came to see it casually, you look good, it's a pity."

Lin Letian didn't know whether it was a real pity or a fake pity, he was thinking about how to answer the call, but his phone kept shaking like he had epilepsy.

Smiling apologetically, Lin Letian took out his phone and looked at it. It was the news of the barbecue rice. His phone was set to mute, and the barbecue rice sent him a series of messages, and the phone kept reminding him.

Barbecue Rice: That fan of yours is too powerful, he can pick up everything, go check Weibo, it's already blown up!

Barbecue Rice: You know what happened last time when you were ripped off, you really weren’t a fan of me, it was someone’s fault, I endured it for a long time, the time finally came, hahaha I laughed so hard.

Barbecue rice: Salted fish, go check Weibo!

Lin Letian: What fans?

Barbecue rice: Meow God!You don't know this person?No way, you asked me to add it.