After uploading the first three chapters of the novel, Zhou Hao ignored it.
Opening the document, Zhou Hao decided to continue writing. The plot of the novel was all in his mind. He was just writing them out.
Zhou Hao had other things to do tomorrow, so he thought that he should take advantage of today's free time to type more words and save more drafts. After all, he couldn't be so free every day.
1
When one was focused on doing things, time would always pass inadvertently. In the blink of an eye, the lights outside the room were already on.
"Dong! Dong dong!"
"Zhou Hao, are you there?"
There was a knock on the door, waking Zhou Hao who was focused on writing.
"I'm here."
He stood up from the chair, his bones creaking.
"Teacher Zeng? Is there anything you need?"
Zhou Hao opened the door and saw Zeng Xiaoxian at the door.
"It's nothing. Didn't I see you in the bedroom all afternoon? She didn't come out when it was time for dinner, so she came over to take a look.”Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes flickered.
"Teacher Zeng, are you really alright? If you have something to say, just say it. I'll definitely help if I can.”Looking at Zeng Xiaoxian's insincere words and thinking about Zeng Xiaoxian's warm concern in the morning, Zhou Hao knew that something must have happened.
"Eh! Zhou Hao, you can tell?"
Zeng Xiaoxian smiled awkwardly.
Under Zhou Hao's gaze, Zeng Xiaoxian finally revealed his intentions.
"Yifei and I just got married.”
"The higher-ups want me to immediately go to the west to provide support.”
"Well, I just thought of asking you to help take care of him."
After listening to Zeng Xiaoxian, Zhou Hao finally understood what was going on.
He immediately smiled and teased,
"Don't you know what Sister Yifei is like? Do you still need me to take care of her?”
"I was hoping that he would show mercy!”
Zeng Xiaoxian smiled, not annoyed.
"Although Yifei always has a domineering look, I know that he lacks a sense of security.”
"Beneath her fearless exterior is a fragile heart.”
He had grown up! After the emotional entanglement between Yifei and Nuo Lan, Zeng Xiaoxian, who used to be a cheap person, finally matured.
"Don't worry, Teacher Zeng. I'll take care of Sister Yifei.”
Zhou Hao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and replied.
"Alright, I'm relieved to hear that. Let's go eat."
Then, she dragged Zhou Hao toward Room 3601.
"Why are you guys so slow?" Hu Yifei said when she saw them.
"Just now…"
"It's nothing. Zhou Hao fell asleep just now. I called for a long time before waking him up.”Before Zhou Hao could answer, Zeng
Xiao Xian explained.
"Oh! Then come over and eat." Hu Yifei looked at Zeng Xiaoxian suspiciously, but she didn't mind and continued to eat.
……
After dinner, everyone sat together and chatted.
"By the way, Zhou Hao, you've been in the house all day. What have you been busy with?”Lu Ziqiao looked at Zhou Hao, who she had not seen today, and asked casually.
" Nothing. I was writing a novel in my room," Zhou Hao replied.
As for the wooden puppet, Zhou Hao chose to forget about it.
"Write a novel?" Everyone's attention immediately shifted to Zhou Hao.
"I didn't know you were a writer, Zhou Hao!”Hu Yifei patted Zhou Hao's shoulder and said.
"That's right. I didn't expect that I, Chen Meijia, would also know a writer. Let's see who will say that I'm not good at math in the future.”
Everyone…
Sis, what does being a writer have to do with mathematics?
"Zhou Hao, what book are you writing? Tell me, I'll have something to pass the time in the west.”Zeng Xiaoxian trusted Zhou Hao more.
"The book I wrote is called 'Covering the Sky with One Hand'. It was just uploaded today, so it might have been reviewed!”
Everyone quickly took out their phones and searched. They really found it and quickly looked at it.
Because there were only three chapters, it only took him ten minutes to finish it.
"Why is it so little?" Zeng Xiaoxian said after reading it.
"I haven't uploaded what I wrote later.”Zhou Hao said.
"Zhou Hao, do you have a copy of the manuscript?”Zhang Wei said excitedly," This way, I can read without spending money."
Zhou Hao
" Sure, but you have to wait until I finish writing," Zhou Hao agreed.
"Then how much more have you not finished writing?”Zhang Wei was a little impatient.
" There are still more than six million words left," Zhou Hao said with a smirk.
"Ugh! More than six million!"
Zhang Wei was shocked.
Books like " One Hundred Years of Solitude,"" Crusoe," and " The Parchment Scroll " only had more than 200,000 words.
More than six million was equivalent to thirty such books.
Zhang Wei felt that although he had read many legal provisions, if he were to write more than six million words, he would probably have to spend the rest of his life.
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