At around seven o'clock, Li Heng had to stop writing in hunger.
At this time, the sky outside had gradually become darker, as dark as ink, and the scattered electric lights looked like stars in the night, beautiful and gorgeous.
It seems that I haven't moved much at the desk, but it's especially easy to get hungry if I have to work hard.
Now, my stomach started to rumbling and making noise two hours ago.
Pushing open the study door, Li Heng was a little surprised at the two girls on the sofa: "When did you come? Why do you still have so many meals? Did you prepare it for me?"
He was hungry, and suddenly saw so much delicious food, and he was immediately very happy.
Sun Manning curled his lips: "We have been here for more than an hour, and the dishes are cold and frozen. You have just discovered us."
Mai Ear stood up and carried the vegetable box with both hands: "I cooked the rice again. These dishes can be eaten after hot. If you are hungry, hurry up and wash your hands and have a meal right away."
", Very good!"
Originally, he planned to go to the school gate to solve the dinner problem, but now he can eat a bite at home, and Li Heng is in an especially good mood.
Looking at his graceful figure down the stairs, he had the pleasure of becoming an emperor in ancient times.
His eyes wandered between the two for a few times, and Sun Manning next to him asked coldly: "Wheat ears are OK? Virtuous, "Of course, it's better, it's better." Li Heng answered casually.
Sun Manning said: "It's a pity that I'm not a man, otherwise I will definitely be reluctant to marry her as my wife."
Li Heng stretched and walked to the bathroom: "Haha, it's a pity. Work hard in the next life."
Sun Manning wanted to say "Then you can", but she swallowed it back all the time. Because she thought of Song Yu and Xiao Han, she was not confident.
I have no confidence in making a fuck!
Besides, she and Song Yu are as close as sisters, and they have letters every month. Between the two girls, she can't be more favorable than the other.
I hope I'm really thinking too much. - Sun Manning finally came up with this idea again to comfort himself.
Otherwise, just imagine that Song Yu and Mai Sui would fight for the same man in the future and make a complete fuss, and that scene would be very terrifying.
5 dishes will be hot in a few minutes.
Li Heng wiped his wet hands with a dry towel, put his head on his head and greedily smelled the dish and that dish. He asked happily: "Why are there so many good dishes, and they are all my favorites."
Seeing that he was as naughty as a child, Mai Sui smiled softly and said, "The food in the store is fresh, so I ordered a few more."
Haha! Did you really order it casually? Didn’t you pick it carefully? I really think this girl is blind? Well, I won’t expose it. Sun Manning helped serve the rice and took the chopsticks and complained silently.
The three of them sat around the table, and until Li Heng finished half a bowl of rice cushion, Sun Manning spoke: "Oh,
Li Heng, is it really on the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Well, why are you still questioning?"
"It just feels like dreaming."
"Ah?"
"No, I can't stand you now, I want to beat you to death! Your changes this year have been too big. You are a writer and on the Spring Festival Gala again. I don't dare to stay by your side. I'm almost jealous." Sun Manning said jealously, but looked admirable.
Li Heng picked up a chopstick dish for her to comfort her: "Don't do this, we are good friends, and we are not as good as brothers and sisters."
As he said that, he also picked up vegetables for Mai Sui: "Comrade Mai Sui, thank you for your hard work. When I finish this book, I will definitely make a few big meals to help you."
"Okay." The corners of wheat ears are charming, and a smile makes people fascinate.
Seeing his friend's charming attribute suddenly exploded, Sun Manning's heart was broken and restless out of thin air, and he wanted to come over and kiss him.
However, when he realized that Li Heng had only admire and no intention of indulgence, his image in Miss Sun's heart instantly increased a lot.
It’s a pity that there are only those three girls in his world. He doesn’t understand Sui Sui’s unique beauty, and Sun Manning feels a little regretful for no reason.
Mai Sui asked concernedly: "Where is the "Cultural Journey" written?"
"Chapter 37, plan to finish 6 more chapters." Li Heng replied in this way.
Ears estimated: "Can December be finished?"
"Well, that's how I plan." Li Heng nodded.
After dinner, the three of them agreed to meet at 3:30 pm tomorrow and went to work hard.
Mai Sui and Sun Manning returned to the dormitory together.
Li Heng continued to write in the study.
On the way back, Sun Manning suddenly asked, "Suisui, do you tell me if Xiao Han will have a sudden attack like last time?"
After asking, she secretly observed her best friend's expression, trying to find some flaws.
But wheat ears were not in trouble at all, "It's hard to say. But Xiao Han is a very smart person, and the things you worry about won't happen."
Sun Manning didn't believe it: "Even if you meet Zhou Shihe once, forget it, but if you hit it twice, can you still be in a state of endless heart?"
She was obviously throwing a stone to ask for directions, killing two birds. Two birds refer to wheat ears and Zhou Shihe. I want to test how jealous Xiao Han is?
Mai Sui smiled: "Don't underestimate Xiao Han, she is a person who likes Li Heng since junior high school. If she can tolerate so many years, how could she make trouble for a girl she just met? Also, what exactly do you want to say?"
Sun Manning put his hands behind his back, stepped on his friend's shadow and said with a smile: "I didn't want to say anything, I'm helping Song Yu calculate the winning rate."
On the other side, the study room.
After writing for about 3 hours, the 37th chapter of "Cultural Journey" was finally finished and revised.
Later he went to the attic to rest for a while, relaxing his mind with fresh air.
It was almost 11 o'clock and it was late at night. The fake Taoist priest stood in the alley and shouted to the small building No. 25:
"Siya, Siya...:"
Chen Siya appeared on the balcony on the second floor and reminded her: "Whatever you shout at night is that you are not afraid of disturbing others."
"Hey! That boy Li Heng was watching the wind in the attic. Shu Heng was not at home, so how could he disturb others? Come down and I'll tell you something." The fake Taoist priest raised his head.
Chen Siya greeted Li Heng from the air and said, "If you have any farts, please let it go!"
After a stalemate for a while, the fake Taoist priest did not retreat, "Go down to have some wine, I made your favorite steak."
Li Heng was speechless, and he made such a big noise just to drink some wine. The drunkard's intention was not in the wine, it was too obvious. If Sister Chen could agree, there would be a ghost.
As expected, Chen Siya was too lazy to say anything, so she went straight into the house.
The fake Taoist priest was like a husband-looking stone in the alley for a long time, and finally turned to Li Heng: "Don't watch the show, come down and have some drinks with me."
Li Heng was drinking on the railing: "Lao Fu, are there any sweating drugs or aphrodisiacs in the wine? I am allergic to these things."
When Lao Fu heard this, he immediately looked anxious and glanced at Xiao Building No. 25, shaking his arm vigorously:
"Don't be careless, you have rich associations and a lot of mind. Will you come to drink?"
Li Heng refused and said, "If you don't come, I have something to do later. Why don't you call Teacher Chen to come and accompany you."
"Shh! Shhh! I'm really afraid of you." Lao Fu didn't dare to talk to him anymore, and ran back into the house in fear.
Li Heng was funny and sympathetic at the same time, which really corresponded to the saying, licking the dog until the end of licking it.
After standing in the attic for about 20 minutes, he finally got into the study room, put a piece of white paper, sorted out his thoughts, and began to write ink.
This time, I am not writing a book, but compose the music of "The Original Scenery of Hometown".
The composition of the ocarina part is not counted. He spent more than half an hour writing a rough over the prelude and accompaniment of the piano and violin.
The prelude and accompaniment are really just written in a rough way, and they are calculated based on memories I heard of in my previous life.
His idea is very simple. It is better to have a rough prototype as the foundation than to have nothing. Then tomorrow we will discuss it with Teacher Yu and Zhou Shihe to further improve the arrangement.
ps: Overslept, I posted a chapter to prove that I am still alive in March, and I worked hard to write.
Chapter completed!