Chapter 810 How Can We Forget Journey to the West

Sitting in the study, Luoyang continued to type.

Yesterday, he had written half of "The Legend of Wukong", and today he planned to finish the remaining half.

[Perhaps, in everyone's heart there is a heavenly palace, a dark place, and in the depths of the darkness, there will be a water surface, which reflects the shadow of his heart, and the soul lives there, but when a person decides to become a god, he must abandon these, he wants to make the water surface empty, nothing can be seen, and when it is empty, he becomes an immortal, but his heart is empty, what does that feel like, do you know...]

This is the content of the eleventh chapter of "The Legend of Wukong".

Liu Qin was lying on the sofa outside the study, watching a soap opera on a certain TV station, while Luoyang in the study was clacking on the keyboard.

Time passed bit by bit, and Luoyang almost never left the study door in the morning. As expected, Liu Qin did not continue to wear the maid costume that made her look evil today, but just made a relatively delicious meal like yesterday at noon.

"You are improving day by day!"

Luoyang gave Liu Qin a thumbs up.

Liu Qin must have worked hard to develop from a female star who never touched the water to a cooking expert with some cooking skills. Because the food was quite good, Luoyang couldn't help but eat one more bowl than usual. This little thing made Liu Qin very satisfied. She felt that all her efforts were worth it. Of course, her inner thoughts must not be easily revealed. On the surface, Liu Qin was still full of pride and arrogance.

During the meal, Liu Qin said: "Amber and Hua Qi will come tonight."

Luoyang nodded. He hadn't seen these two people in the past few days. It would be good to come over to get together in the evening. After lunch, Luoyang entered the study again. He liked to write in one go. If he stopped in the middle, he would feel like a lump in his throat.

Liu Qin was not surprised by this.

After dealing with the dishes, he lay on the sofa and watched the soap opera.

[Leaves fall to the ground, seeds sleep under the snow, a flower blooms and quickly withers, in the shadow of the flowing light, the star map keeps changing, mountains rise in the sea, and plants and trees flourish and wither for hundreds of generations, but there are always some that stand up against the wind, just like their ancestors...]

Luoyang continued to write, and it was seven o'clock in the evening.

Luoyang finally put an end to "The Legend of Wukong" in the sentence [How can I forget Journey to the West].

Luoyang wrote 100,000 words in two days, but the price was that his fingers were slightly sore. Fortunately, he has always been experienced in this, and he crossed his fingers and moved them easily. In just a few minutes, the soreness of the joints disappeared a lot.

In fact, it is easy for the body to have various problems if you type on the computer for a long time.

Common diseases include cervical spondylosis or tenosynovitis. In his previous life, Luoyang also knew many authors with poor health. For example, a certain author named Yiren had always had kidney deficiency. Of course, these things were circulated in the author circle of Luoyang's previous life, and readers didn't know about them...

In this life, Luoyang took it as a warning.

In order to avoid problems with his own body, he would insist on running every morning.

This aerobic exercise is much more useful than staying in the gym and exercising under the guidance of a coach. After persisting for a long time, Luoyang's body not only has no problems, but is much healthier than the general population. Luoyang himself is quite satisfied with this.

Let's get back to the topic.

After writing "The Legend of Wukong", Luoyang went back to check for typos.

After confirming that everything was correct, Luoyang opened the Weibo author backstage and uploaded the twenty chapters of "The Legend of Wukong" one by one.

Although he hadn't written a new book on Weibo for a long time, Luoyang was still quite familiar with the Weibo author backend operation interface. After all, this was his second battlefield before. "First Intimate Contact", "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years", "The Days of Living with a Stewardess", "Nirvana in Fire" and even "Life is Long and Hateful, and the River Flows East", which was serialized in a vest and a green shirt, all became popular on Weibo.

System prompt, upload successful!

The entire "Wukong Biography" has been uploaded to Weibo.

As if completing a major task, Luoyang got up and stretched, and decided to eat some dinner and go to bed. Listening to the vague movement outside, it seems that Liu Qin, who has been busy brushing up her cooking skills recently, has almost finished tonight's dinner.

Walking out of the study, it was true.

And as Liu Qin said at noon, Hua Qi and Amber are here too.

Looking at the two girls who suddenly came, Luoyang said, "Why didn't you call me?"

Amber, who was holding chopsticks and waiting for the meal, smiled and said, "The study is a very private place. If we disturb it rashly, what if the boss does something embarrassing in there? Wouldn't it be very embarrassing for us to eat for free?"

Hua Qi covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Luoyang's head was full of black lines: "You think too much."

Liu Qin didn't pay attention to the conversation here. She was busy serving dishes at the moment. When she saw Luoyang walking out of the study, she immediately called out, "Come and help!"

Luoyang entered the kitchen and found that Liu Qin had cooked four or five dishes unconsciously, as if she was addicted to cooking. He could only help her to serve the dishes to the table. During this period, Hua Qi and Amber wanted to help, but were pushed back by Liu Qin.

When all the dishes were served, everyone gathered around the table.

Liu Qin said seriously, "Okay, I formally invite you to taste my cooking skills."

Amber was the first to pick up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pickled fish. After taking a bite, she praised, "Sister is so amazing!"

Luoyang looked at the pickled fish on the big plate. The surface of the pickled fish was sprinkled with chopped green onions, rice peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. The fish meat sank into the golden soup and exuded a bright and attractive color. The aroma of fish, peppers and pickled cabbage mixed together aroused people's appetite. He also picked up a piece and tasted it. It was really good.

Then it was Hua Qi.

Hua Qi seemed to like spicy food very much.

He didn't comment, but just ate it one after another. It looked very fragrant.

Liu Qin was even happier. As a cook, it was a very happy thing to see others like to eat the dishes she cooked. Moreover, she would go out to work tomorrow, and she would be running around outside at that time, so she simply dragged Hua Qi and Amber to her home for a gathering.

After dinner, the two girls praised Liu Qin's cooking skills.

The two of them stopped praising Liu Qin until she felt embarrassed. Then Amber suddenly said, "Sister, the boss gave me a maid outfit before. How come it was found? And it smells like detergent. It seems to have been washed just now?"

Liu Qin's face flushed.

Luoyang also became embarrassed.

Amber didn't notice the strangeness of the two people, and was still muttering, "It seems that the fabric on the chest has expanded. I wanted to try it on, but now how can I wear it..."