Chapter 338 The Reason Why Wang's Father Delayed the Update

Wang Ling felt that he must have had a nightmare because he hadn't slept for too long.

He closed his eyes and looked inside his body, and even checked his soul inside and out, but he didn't find the soul contract that the coconut old man mentioned in the dream.

So... I must have thought too much, right?

Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, if it is really like what the coconut old man said in the dream, the soul will be automatically contracted as soon as you enter the space, Wang Ling thinks he should be able to feel it completely.

Although his current life is sometimes a little turbulent, it is generally within Wang Ling's acceptable range. People in the realm of the Immortal Venerable are still a little too early for Wang Ling to contact at this stage. Wang Ling doesn't want to be entangled by an inexplicable person, and he doesn't want to have any connection with some so-called old predecessors in the cultivation circle for no reason. That will only bring more trouble to himself...

Frowning, Wang Ling raised his hand and opened all the windows in the room through the air.

It was supposed to be a wonderful weekend, but it was ruined by the old man with coconut, which made Wang Ling feel a little upset.

The cool breeze blew through the window on Wang Ling's cheek, calming his restless heart a little.

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After reviewing his lessons upstairs, Wang Ling closed his book and saw through the window that the old man and Wang Ma rode a sheep out. Wang Ma held Erha in her arms and sat behind the tricycle, while the old man rode the tricycle. It seemed that they were going to buy vegetables and take Erha out for a walk.

Wang Ling sat at the desk with his chin up, staring at the old man riding the tricycle away along Donghuang Road. When he was only a dozen meters away from the Wang family villa, Wang Ling saw Erha actually stretched out a dog melon seed and pulled the corner of his eye to make a face at him. This scene immediately made Wang Ling's face twitch... He really felt that Erha's life was much more comfortable than his!

On a rare weekend when he was bored, Wang Ling used his watch to open Wang's father's book and was surprised to find that Wang's father had not updated any chapters today.

He scrolled down the webpage and saw that the comment section of "The Live Broadcast Life of the Immortal King" was full of complaints.

Book friend "Xiaobai is too much": Wang Situ Dad is not going to update today? If you don't update, just say so. Waiting for the update is the most painful!

Book friend "Stop the War丨Dream": Shocked! A certain online author has not updated until now. Is it the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality?

Book friend "July Flowing Gold": I used to follow a book by an author called Santianliangjue. As I followed it, I found that this author had established a three-day two-update... Wang Situ Dad, you have to hold on!

Book friend "I want to lock the author in the small black room to code": Everyone should pay attention to their quality! Swearing is wrong! In my opinion, why don't we find two people to guard the author's door, and then when the author comes out, put a sack on the author and take him out to eat!

Book friend "ggsbada": Is it possible that the rhythm of one update a day in the future...oh! No!

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Wang Ling: "..."

In Wang Ling's impression, Wang Dad's delay in updating is not uncommon, and after Wang Ling's summary of Wang Dad's update rules over the years, if Wang Dad updates at a normal rhythm, there will generally be no delay or interruption.

But if Wang Dad has a burst of inspiration one day and finishes a week's manuscript in one day, then what awaits Wang Dad may be the subsequent exhaustion of inspiration... After all, Wang Dad is just an ordinary person, and inspiration, such an illusory thing, does not come easily. When a one-time burst of inspiration ends, Wang Dad will inevitably fall into a situation where he feels that his brain has been emptied.

Writing is something that sometimes cannot be rushed.

Sometimes the more you want to write something, the more you may find that your mind is blank when you really start writing.

For veteran writers of Wang Dad's level, sometimes the reason for delaying or stopping updating is usually time-related, such as cooperating with the website to do some offline promotion. Of course, there are also plot-related reasons. Wang Dad has been writing for many years, and Wang Ling doesn't believe that his father can't write a single word. But in this state of mind, if you force yourself to write something, you can't explain the quality of the chapters to the readers.

To update or to have quality, this is a problem that many authors will face.

After all, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

So when Wang Ling went downstairs, he saw Wang Dad leaning on the sofa with a look of despair on his face, his hands resting on his head, and a cigarette in his mouth. Dad Wang usually finds inspiration by watching the live broadcasts of female anchors, but at this time, his favorite female anchor Xiaoxuan was not online, which made Dad Wang feel a little irritated...

Seeing Wang Ling coming down from the stairs, Dad Wang turned his head slightly, glanced at Wang Ling, and then patted the sofa: "Lingling, come and sit!"

Wang Ling knew that this was the second biggest way for Dad Wang to find inspiration, that is, to find someone to chat with crazily.

Under normal circumstances, it is usually Wang's mother who plays the role of chatting, but now Wang's mother went out with the old man to buy vegetables, and Wang Ling was surprised to find that he had become a "spare tire" again!

"Xiao Ming will come over in the evening, your mother and your grandfather went out to buy vegetables." Dad Wang shook the cigarette ash and said to Wang Ling.

Wang Ling cooperated with a "hmm".

Wang's father, who had lost his inspiration intermittently, even had a different look in his eyes, full of gloom, which made Wang Ling feel a little uncomfortable.

Dad Wang squinted his eyes and glanced at Wang Ling. He found that there was a distance of two body lengths between him and Wang Ling. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "Why are you so far away from me, kid?"

Wang Ling: "..."

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Ling to lean against him: "How did you stick to me when you were a child? Have you forgotten?"

Wang Ling took a deep breath and chose not to care: "..." As for his childhood, the thing that impressed him the most was Dad Wang's stubble. This thing really pricked him...

Suddenly mentioning the childhood, Dad Wang seemed to remember a lot of stories, and couldn't help laughing: "You know? In fact, your mother also wrote about it before."

Wang Ling cast a curious look: "Huh?"

Dad Wang: "Your mother and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young. I know her hobbies like a mirror. And your mother published a book when she was young, and it was very good! At that time, many publishing houses contacted her to write a sequel. Your mother even prepared the outline and planned to change her pen name to debut... But she just happened to be pregnant with you."

Wang Ling: "..."