I lay still and deliberately ignored it, thinking to myself: If a thief came in at this time, he would definitely think I was a pervert when he saw me sleeping with a doll?

The doll in the heavens did not get a response, so he hummed a song with entertainment. I lay in the dark, with rag dolls sleeping beside me, and the sound of childish voices floating in the room... I think I am better than Xiaoqiang No. 2, but he is "Midnight Bell" and "Curse". Sadako at least looks like a beautiful girl. Who should I reason with when I listen to the dolls singing?

I suddenly turned over and said, "I just remembered that you don't have to sleep, right?"

The baby in the heaven said, "Of course I have to sleep, but I feel like I have to sleep for a hundred days."

I said with hope: "Then you go to bed!"

"I'm not sleepy yet."

I was speechless again.

The baby in the heaven suddenly remembered something and said, "Why do you buy a double bed if you live alone?"

Because I was full of bitterness in this matter, I complained: "My parents are going crazy if they want to hold their grandson. The decoration is based on a family of three. If they find a woman lying on my bed, they will definitely take her clothes away and lock the door."

"Is your father a Cowherd?"

"It's not as good as the Cowherd. Cowherd is a proletarian hooligan who harms others for selfishness. My father harms others for his own benefit. This is particularly hateful."

"Then have you brought a woman to your house?"

I said angrily: "This is privacy!"

"Haha, I understand. Have you earned more than 10,000 yuan per month?"

"What are you asking about this?"

"I think you are an otaku or a loser."

I said with a calm face: "This is also privacy!"

The baby in the heavenly world concluded with a smile: "I have no women and no money. I like to claim to be an otaku, but in fact I am a loser-" It added, "The poor loser."

...

The next day, when I was sleeping in a daze, I heard the baby in the heavens shouting in my ear: "Get up quickly, the sun is burning your butt!"

I struggled to look out the window. As soon as the genius was dawn, I turned over and murmured, "Don't make a fuss."

Seeing that I was indifferent, the baby in the heaven said repeatedly: "Get up."

I simply covered my head in the quilt. But I forgot that the sound of the heavenly doll has a penetrating function, and it automatically becomes a repeater:

"Get up!"

I sat up suddenly and said, "What are you doing when you get up so early? Don't you know I'm a poor loser?"

"Play with me."

"What can you play with? Are fist scissor cloth? If I do, you won't have any chance to use scissors, right?"

"Anyway, you have to get up, I'm bored to wake up alone."

I sighed, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then sat in front of the computer and said to the heavenly doll: "I want to work first and play with you later."

The heavenly doll then closed her mouth.

I opened the book review area. In addition to advertising, there were more than 20 new book reviews, half of which were soy sauce parties who read books. I just commented on two sentences and mixed them with points: "Come on Long Aotian", "Haha, the live version came out of the TV, it was funny", "If someone took off his glasses in the middle, I don't know what the consequences would be."

The remaining half is to urge the update, and the other half points out with a sharp eye that I am too slow to move forward and the plot is lingering. I love and hate this kind of reader, but there is no way. Writing a novel is actually like pulling a thread. You can pull it for a long time by finding a long thread. Sometimes you think you have found it, but when you pull it out, you will see that your eyelashes are so long, so you have to reconceive the plot of the next stage again.

Moreover, the difficulty of funny novels lies in the jokes and gimmicks. With plots and gimmicks, it is easy to make a chapter in two hours, but this is on the premise of smoothness. This chapter may be the result of your accumulation in the past week or even a month, or even thinking about it for at least one night. I updated it slowly, basically 3,000 words a day, and sometimes it doubled. Basically, I just think about the content of the next chapter after writing today's chapter. But for now, I have neither the plot nor the burden of being able to show off. I have no idea how to bite the hedgehog, so I can only watch the screensaver flash out from time to time (it's really not easy to write funny novels, hey - the author's press).

Half an hour later, I still didn't write a single word. The baby Leng Ding of the Heavenly Doll shouted: "You're not writing at all, hurry up and go out for fun!"

I rubbed my hair like a bird's nest and said, "Don't go!"

"Okay--" Then the guy sang on his own, "The vast world is my love..." It stopped singing this abruptly, and I hummed unconsciously: "The flowers are blooming at the foot of the endless green mountains!"

"I'm looking up, above the moon."

I secretly answered: "How many dreams are flying freely."

"A moment of cutting is slowly flowing."

I couldn't help but: "It flowed into the moonlight and rippled slightly." Then I furiously said, "Do you dare not sing the Phoenix Legend?"

"The river flows eastward, the stars in the sky gather in the Beidou!"

I whispered: "Hey, dark black-you won, can I not write anymore?"

The baby in the heaven smiled and said, "You can't write it anyway. As long as you get my business done, I'll find someone to help you, and you'll be inspired by the diarrhea."

I said curiously: "Who are you going to ask for help me?"

"Aren't you writing about female ghosts? Of course there is no inspiration to build a car behind closed doors. The part you write about fear is very unreal. I'll help you find a real ghost to come back to experience life. If you have longer hair and a key resentment, you'll find someone to stay for you for a while. Of course, try to make sure that Japanese nationality dies from China."

I got goose bumps when I heard this. Although this guy is not reliable, what if it really makes such a person floating in the room, I can't stand it? If my parents encounter us locked us in the room, my funny novel will be written into documentary literature.

I said, "What do you want me to do with you?"

"I have friends to come, can you help me pick them up?"

"Your friend? Little Bu Xiong and Big Yellow Duck are coming?"

"It's true that I didn't joke with you."

I put it in front of me and said, "You know someone else besides me?"

"Um."

"Do they take a train or a plane?"

"Even if it's a plane."

“When is it?”

"It looks like around eight or nine o'clock in the evening."

"It's still early now."

"Let's help you get a car first, let's go out now."

"Do..." I said carefully, "We can't steal or rob."

"Stop talking nonsense."

I left the community and took a taxi. The master asked me, "Where are you going?"

Because I was sitting in my seat, my hands were inconvenient to reach into my pocket, so I asked in a low voice: "Hey where are we going?"

The baby in the heaven said, "Go straight."

I straightened my body and said, "Go straight."

The master looked at me strangely through the rearview mirror and drove silently.

The master kept asking for directions, so I had to ask the baby in the heaven. The man who asked and answered questions was busy in the back seat. About 20 minutes later, the car stopped at the door of a hospital. The master looked at me with a strange look and said, "Are you here?"

I got out of the car and took out my wallet and asked, "How much?"

"Uh... forget it!" Before he finished speaking, the master started second gear and accelerated, and drifted in an instant at an intersection in front of him. I scratched my head in confusion, and then took a look at the hospital's signboard - the Sixth People's Hospital.

I immediately understood the surprise in the master's eyes - Hospital Six is ​​our mental hospital!

Think about it, a big man came to this place with a silence but stopped talking. No wonder the master dared not take my money. He said that the strong dragon could not suppress the local snake. He must have thought I was home...

I said depressedly, "What did you bring me here?"

The Heavenly Doll said, "This is the person we are looking for."

"Besides being a rag doll, you have mental problems?"

The baby in the heaven said, "Don't talk to yourself here. Didn't you see that there are two doctors inside that are already eyeing you?"

When I looked up, I saw two big and thick white coats staring at me vigilantly on the other side of the iron fence. I quickly walked forward a few steps: "Who are you looking for?"

"You walk 50 meters further and there is a scrap purchase station, and the person we are looking for is there."

"Then why don't you park there?"

“Isn’t this saving money?”

I swallowed speechlessly and walked forward for a while. Sure enough, I saw a dilapidated courtyard filled with various wastes. Sacks were piled up in mountains under the surrounding walls. At the door of the low wooden house, an old man was sitting in a chair supported by only three legs and a stack of bricks, crossing his legs and smoking leisurely.

Liu Laoliu!
Chapter completed!