Two-dimensional To the Heart

　　 Finally, Mr. Arima discovered that his brother was really spending money again.

　　 The clothes and toiletries that I started with are still understandable, but you tell me how to explain the two computers? It is also the highest configuration laptop!

　　 The next thing also made Mr. Arima bewildered.

　　 After learning that there was no network cable in his home, Ma Xiandong immediately called and told people to come and install network cables and routers.

　　 Gongsheng Ma couldn't stop him, "Why are you pulling the network cable! If you need to use the Internet, even the wifi at Xiaochun's home! I know the password."

　　 But Ma Xiandong said, "We can't always use others! Besides, this is still an important part of my plan."

　　 "Oh, what are your plans!" Mr. Arima was anxious and asked his brother.

　　 Ma Xiandong was very calm, and said: "I want to write novels. In the past three years, I have discovered that I have a little talent in this area, so I want to write novels."

　　",,," Youma Gongsheng was silent. He thought that there was no legitimate reason for Ma Xiandong, so he was so confident in questioning, but he didn't expect Ma Xiandong to really have his own ideas.

　　 This world is different from previous lives, and the efforts to combat piracy are very high, so no matter what the novel is, as long as the quality of the writing is good, you can easily make enough money.

　　 Therefore, people's views on Internet writers and light novel writers are positive, even higher than those of some tepid traditional book writers.

　　 "What novel do you want to write?"

　　 "I want to write an online novel first, and then try to write a light novel." Arima Xiandong was not prepared to hide his plan from his brother. The two will live together for a long time. There is no way to hide it.

　　 Instead of waiting to be found embarrassed, it’s better to be clear now.

　　 Gongsheng Arima did not rush to deny his brother, but continued to ask: "Then why are you writing novels? Don't tell me that it is to make money, you don't seem to have any idea about money!"

　　 "How could it be for making money! I am not short of money!" Arima Xiandong immediately retorted.

　　 But really, what do you write a novel for? In order to be famous, then it can be regarded as repaying the mother of this life by returning her tablet to the family's ancestral hall?

This is just one aspect of it. What Ma Xiandong wants to do more is to leave his mark in this world, and there are so many excellent works in his mind. Wouldn't it be a shame not to share with others? ?

　　 Internet novels, light novels, aren't these all very interesting and memorable existences?

But to my brother, I can’t tell him all the reasons. I can only change it a little bit, “I want to have my own specialties and abilities. I can’t be a rice bug all my life! I am also very interested in this aspect of novels, so Have this idea."

"Besides, I have another very important reason." Arima Xiandong looked at Mr. Arima and said seriously: "I want to be famous for this, and then let the family value me, so that the mother's tablet can be placed in the family's ancestral hall. This is what the mother hopes for!"

"I know it's not easy to do this, but I'm willing to try it. Even if it fails, it doesn't matter. After all, we are only fourteen years old!" Arima Xiandong said: "Then brother, are you willing to try to pick up the music again? The real talent comes."

　　 You Ma Gongsheng was silent again. His younger brother had such ambitions, but he was just living his life in such a muddle-headed manner. He was a little ashamed of himself.

　　 "I can see, brother, you still like music and piano very much, otherwise you won't take a part-time job marking other people's music."

"You are very unhappy now, I can see it. Then you have to think about yourself if you are not for your mother! The way you are now makes people who care about you very worried. Me, Xiaochun, and Adu are all such."

"Everyone didn’t say it because they didn’t want to irritate you. But I’m not afraid. I’m your brother. I can say this to you. If you think I’m not right or you’re not happy, then you Hit me! I am not afraid of pain."

　　 After Ma Xiandong finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Ma expectantly. Of course, he was not expecting Mr. Ma to beat him, but he expected Mr. Ma to react a little.

　　 If he can react to Arima Xiandong's words, then at least he still has the possibility of getting out of the abyss. If he doesn't respond to such words, then there is nothing he can do with Ma Xiandong.

　　 He is just an ordinary person, he does not have supernatural powers, nor does he have the ability of a psychologist to save people from mental illnesses.

　　 "But I can't hear the sound of myself playing the piano! What can I do? I am also desperate!" Gongsheng Arima apparently still has a rescue, he broke out at this moment and shouted at Arima Xiandong.

"what?!"

　　 There is no good way for Ma Xiandong to hear his own playing. This should be regarded as a kind of mental illness! Or, this is simply because he is running away.

　　 Regardless of the possibility, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com has to take it slowly. You can't get fat with one bite, and it's not good to stimulate too much.

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　　 Just as Arima Xiandong was about to comfort his brother, a knock on the door came from the hallway.

　　 "There is a solution to everything, brother, don't worry, take your time!" Arima Xiandong walked over and patted the shoulder of Mr. Arima, "I'll open the door, brother, wash your face a little bit."

　　 Just now, the emotions were agitated, and Mr. Arima shed tears at some point.

　　 Click! Opening the door, Zebechun's face was reflected in Arima Xiandong's eyes, but the girl was a little tangled at the moment.

　　 "Welcome to Tsubaki! Come in! I'll look for it to see if there are any new shoes." Arima Xiandong said as Tsubaki Izawa came in, and then he found shoes for Tsubaki Zawa in the shoe cabinet at the door.

　　 But Tsubaki Sawabe looks more familiar than him, and pulls away Arima Xiandong, saying: "I'm coming! I put a pair of my shoes here."

　　 Watching Zebechun open the shoe cabinet skillfully, take out a pair of pink cartoon slippers and put them on the floor. With Ma Xiandongxindao, it is true that there is a great possibility between Xiaochun and Gongsheng.

　　 Bringing Sawabe Tsubaki to the living room, Mr. Arima is gone now, maybe in the bathroom!

　　 "Xiao Chun, what kind of drink do you want?" He asked Zebe Chun to do it, and Ma Xiandong came to the refrigerator and said, "There is milk, coke, barley tea, and mango juice, but there is no hot water, so I haven't had time to make it."

　　 "I want mango juice!"

I poured three cups of mango juice and put them on the coffee table. Ma Xiandong also took two sips of the juice. Just before chatting with his brother, he cleaned his room, put the computer and some clothes, and laid it out. The bed, made up the quilt and so on.

　　 In addition, I ‘chat’ with my elder brother later, and now I am a little thirsty.