Writing the 12 serious [rebirth]

"Boom!"

With two gunshots, the last zombie also fell, and a clearance sign appeared on the big screen.

"Hey, Brother Su, I'll record your meal for you." Seeing that his score was higher than Su Jingcheng's, Xiao Yan proudly raised his neck at him.

Su Jingcheng put down his gun, and the complacent look of the boy half a head shorter than himself made him laugh. "Of course, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

"Brother, Xiao Yan? When did you guys come?" Su Jinglan's voice suddenly came from behind.

"It's over for you two?" Xiao Yan turned around and saw Su Jinglan and Huang Lei walking over together raising eyebrows.

Huang Lei rubbed his nose, he didn't have the nerve to speak, he thought that he and a girl were relentless and were seen by his buddies.

"Yes, it's over." Su Jinglan readily admitted, and she smiled triumphantly. "Someone even boasted that he was the Invincible King Kong, but he still lost."

"Cut, if you hadn't hit my arm with a drum stick when you were excited, how could I have lost." Huang Lei firmly refused to admit that he had lost to a girl.

"Don't make excuses for yourself, the game is a battlefield, and you can do whatever it takes to win!" Su Jinglan spoke harshly in high spirits.

Xiao Yan touched her arm awkwardly. Although she agrees with him in her idea of ​​banditry, and even he recklessly snatched a lot of Su Jingcheng's monsters during the gun battle, but for some reason, Su Jinglan would feel a little uncomfortable when he said it so openly. Inexplicable shame.

Su Jingcheng chuckled twice, looked at his high-spirited younger sister, the unconvinced Huang Lei, and Xiao Yan who showed a subtle and unnatural expression, and felt that today's team was really interesting.

Next, Xiao Yan and the others played the game hall all over. In the lottery, Su Jinglan's big red hand even drew out a one-meter-tall bear doll.

By the time we left, it was already dark.The four of them found a random restaurant for dinner, and Su Jingcheng drove Xiao Yan and Huang Lei home.

Sending Huang Lei back, Xiao Yan didn't get off the car. Today he didn't tell Mother Xiao that he wanted to stay at a friend's house.

Su Jingcheng was driving the car, Xiao Yan was sitting in the passenger seat, and Su Jinglan was on the phone with her friend in the back, and after hanging up the phone, she asked Su Jingcheng to drop her off to her friend's place.

"If you go out to play without going home at night, your parents will be worried." Sitting in the car, Su Jingcheng watched Su Jinglan who was standing outside saying goodbye to him from the window and instructed.

"Hey, don't worry, my friend is asking me to go and play. I'll ask my friend to take me back when it's over." Su Jinglan said indifferently, she looked at Xiao Yan who was sitting in the co-pilot, and then sneaked He lowered his head and whispered to his brother. "It's you, brother, take advantage of the opportunity, my bad friend is not so easy to attack."

Su Jingcheng's expression didn't change, he reached out and flicked her forehead quickly, "You've played too many games, children don't care about adults' affairs."

"It hurts! I've grown up a long time ago, don't treat me like a child!" Su Jinglan covered her forehead and protested loudly.

"Pfft!" Xiao Yan couldn't help but sneered, he really looked like a coquettish child.

"Xiao Yan!" Su Jinglan glared at his bad friend.

"Okay, didn't you say you want to play with your friends, don't you hurry up?" Su Jingcheng started the car, and the sound of the engine seemed to be urging him to start.

"Tch, if you have the same sex, forget about your sister." Su Jinglan said this in a very low voice, except for Su Jingcheng, Xiao Yan didn't hear clearly.

"It's getting late, I have to send Xiao Yan back, and you should go home early."

"I know, I know!"

After putting down Su Jinglan, Su Jingcheng drove the car towards Xiao Yan's house. There were no noisy Huang Lei and Su Jinglan, and the car fell into silence for a while.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Xiao Yan leaned back in the chair unnaturally, staring at the scenery passing by outside the window, feeling a little strange.

They were strangers yesterday, but today they have made friends in only six or seven hours.But even though they are friends, Xiao Yan doesn't know Su Jingcheng well yet, and he doesn't know what to say to Su Jingcheng now that he wants to be alone.

It's really strange. As an author, Xiao Yan has a very big brain, and he has no problem with logic and emotional intelligence. Finding topics is also his strong point, but why, when facing a man like Su Jingcheng, he has already melted into life. There is always a feeling of powerlessness in my skills.

Just as Xiao Yan was racking his brains to think of topics, Su Jingcheng first broke the silence.

"Are you just graduating from college?" Su Jingcheng looked ahead, he was very clear about this question, asking such meaningless words was just to suspend the tense atmosphere between the two.

"En, yes." The moment Su Jingcheng spoke, Xiao Yan also relaxed.

"I heard that you are a professional writer?" Su Jingcheng asked another question. One of the chat skills is to never let other people's words be overwhelmed. Even if it is a simple question, it is better to leave room for others to answer.

"What did Su Jinglan say?" Xiao Yan looked at him involuntarily. He knew that the Su family had its own publishing house. Su Jinglan said that his brother was also an editor, so Su Jingcheng worked in the publishing house.

"She told me about you." Su Jingcheng nodded with pursed lips.

"Well, I like to write nonsense when I have nothing to do, and there are some benefits, so I want to try to be a writer."

Su Jingcheng is an editor of a formal publishing house, and I don't know what he thinks about Internet writers. Xiao Yan dare not say too much to cause the opponent's disgust.

Hearing Xiao Yan's answer, the corners of Su Jingcheng's mouth curved up again, writing nonsense?If he hadn't been reborn, and hadn't been the editor of Feng Jing, he might really have believed Xiao Yan's words.

"You writers are also very hard, you have to code every day."

"It's okay, I don't think it's too hard. It's quite interesting to code and read readers' comments every day." Xiao Yan glanced at Su Jingcheng, and unconsciously showed a warm smile on his face.

He really likes code words and loves writing.

Su Jingcheng was clearly aware of this.

"Will there be a period of burnout?" Su Jingcheng asked. He has never written, but he also knows that coding is an extremely challenging task, and long-term writing will inevitably lead to burnout for a period of time.

"Yes, how could it not? It should be said that a casual person like me has quite frequent periods of burnout." Xiao Yan crossed his hands behind his head, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

"But this is the only thing I like to do. When I feel tired and want to rest, I will say to myself, 'Look, what you have created is a world, and the various life experiences, emotions, and bonds of the characters in it It’s up to you to fill in. You live every day in an ordinary way, but as long as you stop for one day, the characters in the story will be one day less.'”

"Every time I think about it like this, I feel a sense of responsibility. Haha, I can only rely on this kind of thinking to whip myself." Xiao Yan couldn't help laughing at himself, he knew he was a People without perseverance can persist for so many years. They use such reasons to encourage themselves in the early stage, but in the later stage, coding every day has become a habit.

"No, I think it's great. It's amazing to be able to persevere." Su Jingcheng said with some emotion, and he finally understood why the number master was able to persist in updating the codewords for seven years.

Being praised by Su Jingcheng, Xiao Yan rubbed his head in embarrassment, "I usually read the comments of readers when I have nothing to do. After seeing so many comments, I can find that there are many readers supporting me, and I feel full of motivation. So I quite enjoy writing.”

"It can be seen." Su Jingcheng said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes even if I say it. My dream is to become the supreme god of the Internet literary world." After being recognized by the editor of a regular publishing house, Xiao Yan felt a surge of pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but express his inner thoughts exit.

"You can do it, I believe." Unexpectedly, Su Jingcheng didn't tactfully question, and Xiao Yan could tell that he was very serious when he said this, which made Xiao Yan feel a little embarrassed up.

Afterwards, Su Jingcheng also asked a lot of questions about writers. When it came to what he was good at, Xiao Yan also got excited, and completely became a chatterbox, telling a lot of interesting things about it. I don't even know when I get home.

Xiao Yan, who was still full of thoughts, got out of the car with some reluctance, how did the nearly one hour pass so quickly.

"Xiao Yan!" As soon as the car door was closed, Su Jingcheng called out to him.

Looking back at Su Jingcheng, Xiao Yan asked with his eyes.

Su Jingcheng smiled softly, and made a six-character gesture with his right hand and placed it next to his ear, "Remember to call and go to bed early at night."

"Yessir!" Xiao Yan saluted, then opened the door with the key, and waved to Su Jingcheng who hadn't left yet.

Watching the taillights of the car gradually disappear, Xiao Yan closed the door, but when he turned his head, he saw Xiao Yu who was leaning on the corner and looking at him.

"Is that man your friend?" He asked, holding his chest.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Xiao Yan changed his shoes and put on his own indoor slippers.

"It's nothing." Xiao Yu looked at his brother passing by him, raised his head thoughtfully and said something to Xiao Yan who was walking up the stairs. "Stupid Xiao Yan, pay attention to the pit under your feet."

pit?

Xiao Yan looked down and saw that the stairs were smooth wooden boards, where did the pit come from?

Looking down at Xiao Yu strangely, unable to see why, he simply gave up and continued walking towards the room.

Until a long time later when he voluntarily jumped into the pit dug by Su Jingcheng, Xiao Yan thought about Xiao Yu's strange words today, and immediately regretted it.If he could have carefully considered Xiao Yu's kind reminder at that time, he would not be eaten to death by this guy Su Jingcheng today.