Time: 2009-8-83:46:45 Words: 2521
When he got home at night, his sister was practicing the erhu at home. Well, I've heard this song before. It's called " Two Springs Reflecting the Moon." Nowadays, young people are all enjoying pop music. There are very few people who are as retro as our sister.
The composer was Ah Bing, and the song gave people a feeling of loneliness. If it were me, it would be called loneliness.
"Brother, you're back?"
After the song was over, our sister realized that when she played, she could always put her heart and soul into it. Whether it was the erhu or the piano, she played the flute in primary school like this. Perhaps this was what people called a genius.
However, a genius like her didn't seem to have any future in this era. She had to finish university and get a book.
"Ah, you're back."
The feeling of loneliness and hesitation just now has always been pressing on my heart. It's the same feeling every time I play. Although the music is good, it's also uncomfortable.
"You went to the internet cafe again?"
The younger sister put down the erhu and stood beside me. She then grabbed my clothes and sniffed, then fanned her nose.
I don't smoke. If I go home with smoke, I'll definitely go to an internet cafe.
"Uh…this mutt is treating us to a class reunion.”
This situation could be explained in the simplest language. There was no need to explain anything. An explanation was a cover-up, a cover-up was a story, and a story was a lie.
"Who are there?"
She knows a few of our classmates, especially the man who turned off the lights. The three of us were in primary school and junior high school. Our sister went to music class in high school, but that guy was actually in the same class as us.
Sometimes, I wonder if he owed me a million or eight hundred thousand yuan in his previous life. However, the truth is that he didn't owe me money in his previous life. After he went to university, he parted ways with me.
"There's Liu Qiang. (The kid who turned off the lights)"
"Oh, what else?"
" There's also the mutt, the rabid dog, and the barking dog. I don't think they're here. They're all gathering online, so I don't know much…"
Please, don't ask anymore. Do you want me to tell you that I met Zhao Yun?
"Oh, is that so? Are you hungry now? Have you eaten enough for dinner?”
Don't be so skeptical of me. I really didn't do anything bad.
"I'm full. I'm going to rush my script. You can continue practicing.”
Although I didn't steal, I felt guilty. The goal of 100,000 people. The revolution has not succeeded yet. Comrade, you still need to work hard.
The speed of writing was greatly reduced due to the lack of physical strength. By three o'clock, I had only written 5000 words.
In addition, I realized that playing games is really a physical activity. After playing a few games, I could not take it anymore after just three o'clock.
He wanted to grit his teeth and persevere, but he realized that his head was spinning.
I turned up the volume and then lay on the table to take a nap. Normally, at about four o'clock, Night Wolf would come and ask me if I stayed up all night. At that time, I would wake up when QQ was noisy.
Di di ~
In a daze, I vaguely heard the sound of QQ. Then, I reluctantly got up. It was indeed Night Wolf.
"Writing overnight? Looks like you're under a lot of pressure."
"-_-" I replied with an emoticon. Actually, it meant that I couldn't even open my eyes. Just like that emoticon, it was two lines.
Then, the screen shook violently. Was it an earthquake?
"Don't keep sending that emoji!" Well, it wasn't an earthquake. He used the window shake.
"-_-" I didn't even have the strength to type now. After throwing him another emoji, I laid on the table and fell asleep again.
I vaguely heard some movement. When I woke up the next day, I was already lying on the bed.
"Oh no, I haven't saved the manuscript yet!" When I opened my eyes, I realized that the computer was turned off. I woke up in shock.
"I saved it for you."
My sister heard my voice and walked in from the living room.
"Don't work so hard in the future. If you're tired, go to sleep.”
"Alright, alright, alright. I got it."
As a brother, he should have his dignity and not let his sister teach him a lesson so easily.
"I know you don't want to hear this. Anyway, I'll supervise you at night.”
Supervising me? What are you doing? It's not your turn to supervise me, right?
"Isn't it bad for a girl to sleep too late at night?”
Although I really want to fight a tough battle with her, I know that the difference in strength between us is huge. She is on Yuri's side, so it is difficult for me to attack her head-on.
"So what if your skin is bad? Which is more important, your skin or your life?”
That, indeed, the value of life was higher.
"I promise I won't force myself in the future!”
Anyway, no matter what, we can't let her supervise us. If she does, our nightlife will be ruined!
"Sigh, forget it. Since you've already said so, what else can I say?”
She seemed to have compromised.
"I'll go heat up the food. Wait a moment."
While she was heating up the food, I turned on the computer. It was 1:23, seven minutes away from my estimated 1:30. I quickly adjusted my biological clock.
After overwork, my biological clock can only make a range estimation and needs to be readjusted to make a correct estimation.
After another seven minutes, his sister had heated up the food.
I started to wolf down my food. Three meals together would probably be like this. Ah, which three meals did you say? Supper, breakfast, and lunch.
"Slow down, don't choke."
She poured us a glass of water. At home, we usually boil water first and then put it in the kettle to cool down. This is the so-called cool white boiling.
When he took the cup, he accidentally touched her hand. Well, I didn't do it on purpose.
"Brother, your hands are actually very suitable for playing the piano.”
After touching her hand, she suddenly said," I thought I was going to say something, but it turns out to be this old saying."
"Actually, I think my hand is more suitable for playing the keyboard.”
Anyway, that's what I used to say. My sister and mom both said that my hands are more beautiful, especially those with slender fingers, which are suitable for playing the piano. However, I feel that the piano and the keyboard are connected. Compared to the piano, the keyboard has more keys in a shorter distance, so those who can play the keyboard are the masters.
According to my twisted logic, the experts would be those great gods who could code 30,000 words a day, or some typing and copying booth's typing staff.
"It's fine if you don't want to listen. If you want to learn, I can teach you.”
"Even if I want to learn, I don't have the conditions. I don't have a piano at home.”
A normal piano costs more than 5000 yuan, although I did think about buying one for her when I save enough money. This way, she would be able to practice the piano in school. However, with my current level, I definitely can't do it.
"If you really want to learn, I have a place to take you.”
"Sure, but another day. The manuscript is more important these few days.”
After dinner, I still have to continue fighting for it. I sat in front of the computer for another afternoon. When the fragrance wafted into my room, I knew it was time for dinner again.
"Brother, shall we go out for a walk after dinner?”
The younger sister sucked a few strands of noodles and then gave us some suggestions. There was actually a particular way to eat noodles at night. If there were a lot of leftovers at noon, they would continue to eat at night. If there were not many leftovers, they would pour them all into the pot at once and cook noodles to eat.
"Taking a walk? I don't have that much time."
The task of 100,000 words was very tight, quite tight. At my current speed, I would have to sit in front of the computer for almost a week.
"It'll be done in an hour. You can't just sit at home all the time.”
"A writer, a writer. If you don't sit at home, can you call it sitting at home?”My theory is still very incisive.
"Then…half an hour, I'll be back in half an hour!”
My sister seems to have made a big concession. In half an hour, I can only finish 500 words. It's barely acceptable.
"Okay, but you have to come back in half an hour!”
There were many places to go for a walk, such as the back mountain. The environment there was very good. After walking five or six miles, there were some farmlands. It was relatively remote and there were some unmarked graves, so it was better not to go there. Well, I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I'm afraid of my sister. Yes, really.
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