Chapter 339: Don’t Move Here...

"Later, in order to take care of you, your mother discussed with me and stopped writing. She decided to be a full-time wife." Wang's father leaned against the sofa, with a cigarette in his mouth, but his eyes were no longer as decadent as before, but more happy as he recalled the good old days.

Wang Ling thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was the first time he heard his father talk about the past. Similarly, Wang Ling did not expect that Wang's mother had written a novel before giving birth to him, and it seemed that she wrote it quite well.

What's the name of the novel?

Wang Ling couldn't help but ask in a voice transmission, very curious.

Father Wang held his chin up and thought for a while: "At that time, your mother had a pen name called A Man with a Ding, and wrote a light novel about the theme of love and cultivation, "Xia Ji Banxian", which was published at that time."

Wang Ling: "..."

"After it was published, the publisher found that the book sold unexpectedly well, but many readers sent letters to complain about the pen name. So after that, your mother decided to change a new pen name before starting to write the next book. But at that time, your mother even wrote the outline and refused to tell me the pen name... It is said that it is a novel about the world of cultivation, and I was looking forward to it for a long time."

Speaking of which, Father Wang He rolled the cigarette butt in the ashtray and couldn't help but smile: "Now I guess I can ask Xiao Ming about this, maybe he will know."

Wang Ling: "???"

Wang's father: "Do you know about time capsules? Before your mother decided to close herself off, she sealed all the outlines she wrote in the capsule and gave them to Xiao Ming. At that time, the paper your mother used to write the manuscripts was very rough. Xiao Ming said that sealing it in this way can ensure that the paper will not be damaged. I guess when Xiao Ming got those outlines and drafts, he had read them nine times out of ten."

Hearing this, Wang Ling couldn't help but twitch his mouth. If it was someone else, it would be fine, but if it was Wang Ming... it is indeed possible to do such a thing. And Wang Ming himself is actually a novel lover. Although he can't practice cultivation, he often imitates the plots in cultivation novels to do some crazy things.

Wang Ling's curiosity was aroused again. Anyway, Wang Ming will come over later, so he can just pull him upstairs to ask. And Wang Ling himself is also very curious about how Wang Ma's unpublished work is written.

While thinking, Wang Ling heard the door of the villa open. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Lie Mengmeng pushed the door open very skillfully. The door of the Wang family's villa was a fingerprint lock, and as Wang's father's exclusive editor, Wang's father had entered Lie Mengmeng's fingerprint about two weeks ago.

Wang's father had not updated at this time today, so Wang Ling knew that Lie Mengmeng was probably here to urge him to update.

For ordinary small authors on websites, they can't enjoy this kind of treatment of having the editor come to their door to urge them to update.

"Hi! Wang Ling! You're home!" Lie Mengmeng grinned and greeted Wang Ling, then her face immediately turned from sunny to cloudy, and she stared at Wang's father helplessly: "Brother Wang... why haven't you updated today? Didn't you save a lot of manuscripts before?"

Taking a sip of coffee slowly, Wang's father replied: "Well, I used them up..."

Lie Mengmeng's mouth twitched: "I remember, there should be 200,000 manuscripts saved."

Wang's father: "Well, they're all used up..."

Lie Mengmeng: "..."

Wang's father sighed: "Recently, a rich reader came and said that if I updated one more chapter, I would reward him 10,000. I couldn't help it, so I gave it all away."

Lie Mengmeng covered her face: "Brother Wang, you have to be restrained! Premature ejaculation is a bad behavior!"

Wang's father, Wang Ling: "..."

Lie Mengmeng: "Go upstairs, I'll help you sort out the plot later."

Wang's father shook his head : "This time it's not about the plot, it's about a new character in the novel, but I don't know how to act it better, it's best to find someone to play it, I've got all the props ready."

"New character?" Lie Mengmeng thought with her chin up, then nodded: "Then let's follow the old rules, I'll play it for you. What style?"

Wang's father: "A Gothic dark maid loli."

Lie Mengmeng smiled: "It's just women's clothing, I don't care, it's not the first time."

Wang Ling: "..."

Wang's father: "Wax dripping!"

"..."

Wang's father: "I hope to see the most realistic reaction! Only in this way will readers feel it's real!"

Lie Mengmeng's eyes ooze tears: "Come on, I'm ready to sacrifice for the organization!"

Wang Ling: "..."

So... what kind of play is this?

……

……

Wang Ming arrived early in the afternoon, before the old man and Wang's mother came back from buying groceries. When Wang Ling opened the door, he saw Wang Ming standing at the door with a melancholy face, followed by Zhai Yin.

The reason why Wang Ling refused to let Zhai Yin in last time was because Wang Ma and the old man were cooking in the house at that time. It would have been fine if they didn't see him. However, Wang Ma and the old man hadn't come back yet at this time. Wang Ling thought it was not good to let Zhai Yin stand alone at the door, so he let him in reluctantly.

To be precise, this was the second time Wang Ling and Zhai Yin had faced each other.

In a sense, Wang Ming felt that Wang Ling and Zhai Yin were quite similar, both with facial paralysis. However, the difference was that Wang Ling's facial paralysis was pure and natural, while Zhai Yin's facial paralysis was probably formed after seeing countless separations and deaths.

After Zhai Yin took Wang Ming back last time, he secretly began to investigate Wang Ling's affairs, but unfortunately, all he found was a bunch of mosaics.

This time, Wang Ling let people in directly, naturally he had his own considerations. As soon as Wang Ming stepped in, Wang Ling gave Zhai Yin a look from behind.

This gaze directly froze Zhai Yin in place...

Even though Zhai Yin was well-informed, he was so frightened by this aura that was deeply rooted in people's hearts that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt a great pressure coming from deep within his soul.

Obviously, this is a warning.

Wang Ming pulled Wang Ling behind him and stared at Zhai Yin: "I don't care if you follow me outside, but this is my brother's home, just like my own home. If you dare to act recklessly, I will ask Dean Qi to evacuate about you."

Zhai Yin's eyes were a little deep: "You can try it."

Wang Ming crossed his arms and sighed. He had forgotten that this guy was soft or not!

Then Wang Ming simply stretched out his hand and dragged Zhai Yin to the sofa in the living room: "Sit down! You want to watch TV or meditate, it's up to you..."

After saying that, Wang Ming suddenly smiled secretly and looked at Zhai Yin: "Don't move here, I'll get you an orange!"

Wang Ling: "..."

"?" Before Zhai Yin could react, the two brothers had already quickly gone upstairs.