Two hours later!
"Wuwu, why, Liu Xing, why did Ah Lang die?”Snowy was crying in Liu Xing's arms. The story of Alang was so touching. Snowy cried after reading the whole story.
The little girl had just entered the second year of high school and her body had not grown up yet. Holding her in his arms didn't feel special. However, this was the first time Liu Xing had held a girl. His little heart was beating fast.
"Well, Xiao Xue, this story is like this. It's sad and happy. It'll be fine after crying. Can you stop crying? My clothes are already wet.”Liu Xing looked at Snowy who was still crying and comforted her. He patted Snowy's shoulder gently.
Sigh! Why did he even wipe his snot! Liu Xing was completely speechless. His clothes were really suffering. He had a lot of snot and tears. Snowy really thought he was wearing toilet paper.
"I don't care. You have to bring Ah Lang to life. He's so pitiful. Bo Zai and Bo Bo saw their loved ones die with their own eyes. Why should they die?”Snowy sobbed and looked at Liu Xing discontentedly. It's all because of this bad guy who insisted on writing such a tragedy.
"Xiao Xue, Liu Xing, it's getting late. You should wash up and sleep.”Liu Mei pushed the door open and the scene behind the door was a little dumbfounded! Snowy was lying in Liu Xing's arms with tears in her eyes! Liu Xing's face was full of heartache. How could they look like a young couple?
Liu Mei opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. Her mind was in a mess! What was going on! Could it be that these two children have fallen for each other?
"Ah! Mom, why did you come in without knocking?”Seeing Liu Mei's expression, Liu Xing immediately knew that Liu Mei was thinking wrongly. He corrected Snowy and said discontentedly.
"You, what are you doing!”Liu Mei entered the house and carefully closed the door. Before she left, she glanced at Xia Donghai in the living room.
"Nothing much. Xiaoxue is reading the novel I wrote. She's crying so sadly. I'm comforting her.”Liu Xing curled his lips and looked at Snowy who had escaped from his arms." Don't make such a fuss."
"Story? What story?" Liu Mei walked closer to the two of them in disbelief. She glanced at the computer screen and saw line after line of words. It was indeed a novel!
"Liu Xing, are you writing a novel again?" Liu Mei remembered that her youngest son, Xiaoyu, came to her bedroom yesterday and insisted on sleeping with them. She said that Liu Xing was typing too loudly. It turned out to be true! Liu Xing didn't write the novel for the whole night, did he?
"Liu Xing, what time are you writing your novel?”Liu Mei looked at Liu Xing with heartache. It was a good thing that her son had suddenly become so talented. However, she couldn't let him neglect his health.
"It's not that late. I went to bed after eating. Hey, Mom, come and read my novel.”Liu Xing still wanted to let Liu Mei see it, but Liu Mei waved her hand," Alright, it's already so late. Hurry up and wash up and go to bed. Xiaoxue, don't cry. Mom's heart aches for you."”Liu Mei pulled Snowy away.
"Eh! What is this?" Speechless, Liu Xing opened his blog and continued to upload articles.
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"This Ah Lang's story is not bad. His writing style is experienced, and his story is also very good. This Ah Lang and his son are so interesting, like brothers.”Xiao Li, the night owl, would never go to bed before two o'clock at night. He was bored and was browsing the blog. Unexpectedly, he saw Liu Xing's story about Alang.
"The True Colors of Heroes is indeed well written. This permanent star is only fifteen years old! To be able to write such an excellent article, he was indeed a genius. Ah Lang's story was also very well written. It was thought-provoking and touching, unlike those online novels that were messy.”A literature writer was reading Liu Xing's article and commenting on it.
"Eh? It's been updated again!"
Soon, Liu Xing posted about 20 articles about Ah Lang's story from the beginning to the end. Then he washed his face and went to sleep. However, the netizens couldn't fall asleep.
"No way! Why? Why is Ah Lang dead?!"
"What the f * ck! I thought that Ah Lang would complete his counterattack! Getting first place in the competition, remarrying his ex-wife, and living a happy life as a family of three, how could Ah Lang die!”
"F * ck, Master Eternal Star, can you revive Ah Lang? Please."
"I'm not happy! At the end, I actually cried. Master Eternal Star, can you revive Ah Lang and change the ending?”
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Liu Xing's blog comments exploded overnight. They all liked the story of Ah Lang written by Liu Xing. Ah Lang's prodigal son turned back, Bo Zai was smart and sensible, and the kinship between father and son seemed to have happened around them. When they saw the end of the article, Ah Lang and his car fell into the sea of fire. He looked at Bo Zai and Bo Bo reluctantly, and finally died in the motorcycle explosion. Tears instantly flowed down his face.
It was too tragic. Bo Zai cried his heart out. Bo Bo did not leave for a long time. He silently looked at the place where Ah Lang had died and cried. This ending was too tragic and too hurtful.
On the front page of the sina blog!
As long as one entered the homepage of the sina blog, one would be able to see the most eye-catching place, a big title.
'Ah Lang's Story' was the latest masterpiece of Eternal Star! It's a touching tear-jerker. Friendly reminder, please bring your own tissues!
"Eternal Star, isn't this the person who sang? The Legend of Wukong was also written by him. F * ck, he wrote something again! He even posted it on his blog!" A white-collar worker had just started work and was not busy yet. He opened his blog in boredom and saw the title on the front page. Out of curiosity, he opened the link.
What was Ah Lang's story about?
More than an hour later, the white-collar worker was crying and wiping his tears as he worked while muttering," This Eternal Star is really too evil. How could he let Ah Lang die? Sob sob, how pitiful. Bo Zai lost his father, and Bo Bo lost the person he loved again.”His colleagues looked at him as if he was a fool. What was wrong with a man like him?
"Hey, have you heard? There are four transfer students in our class.”The moment Liu Xing sat down in the classroom, he heard some students chattering.
"This group of people sure have good news. They even managed to find out about four transfer students.”Liu Xing took out his notebook speechlessly and started to write and draw again.
"D * mn, I know. Four beauties. They were the school belles of a certain high school. I think their name is Zhou Xiaoya or something!”
Zhou Xiaoya!" Liu Xing's hand stopped moving! F * ck! No way…
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