The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling felt that she must have been sleeping for too long, so she had a nightmare.

He closed his eyes and looked at his body. He even checked his own soul inside and out, and did not find the soul contract that the coconut owner said in his dreams.

So…should I think more about myself?

Wang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, if it is really like the coconut owner in the dream, as soon as he enters the space, he will automatically conclude the soul. Wang Ling feels that he should be able to fully feel it.

Although the current life is somewhat turbulent, it is still within the acceptable range of Wang Ling. It’s a bit premature for Wang Ling to be in contact with Wang Ling at this stage. Wang Ling doesn’t want to be entangled by an inexplicable person, and he doesn’t want to be unreasonable and old in some so-called comprehension circles. Seniors have an association. That will only bring more trouble to yourself…

Wrinkled, Wang Ling raised his hand and opened the window in the room.

Originally a wonderful weekend, the result was all stirred up by the old man, making Wang Ling inexplicably upset.

The cool breeze blew through Wang Wen’s cheeks through the window, calming his restless heart a little.

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After reviewing the homework for a while, Wang Ling closed the book and saw the father and Wang Ma riding out of Mianyang through the window. Wang Ma is holding Erha and sitting behind the tricycle. The old man is riding a tricycle. This posture should be to buy food, and by the way, take Erha out.

Wang Ling sat at the desk with his chin sitting on his desk and stared at the old man on a tricycle along the East Road. When he left the Wangjia Villa for more than ten meters, Wang Ling saw that Erha had extended his dog’s eyes and pulled his eyes. He was a sneaky face, and this scene immediately made Wang Ling’s face pumped… He really felt that Erha’s days had to be more comfortable than himself!

A rare weekend was bored. Wang Ling opened Wang Da’s novel with a watch and was surprised to find that Wang Dad had not updated the chapter today.

He turned the page down and saw that there was a complaint in the novel commentary area of ​​”The Live Life of Xian Wang”.

The book friend “Little White is too much”: Wang Situ is still not updated today? Don’t update and say, wait for the most painful update!

Book Friends “The Nightmare of the War”: Shocked! The author of a certain online novel has not been updated until now. Is this behind the distortion of humanity or the demise of morality?

The book friend “July Liujin”: I chased a book called the author of three days and two sensations, chasing after chasing and found that this author has been established for three days and two more… Wang Situ greatly, you have to hold on what!

Book friends “to close the author’s small black house code words”: everyone pay attention to quality! Deaf people are wrong! I want to see, let’s not find two people to stay at the author’s door, and then use the sack to put the author on the door when the author comes out, and ask for it!

Book Friend “GGsbada”: Could it be the rhythm of the day and the day… Oh! Do not!

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Wang Ling: “…”

In Wang Ling’s impression, Wang’s father’s phenomenon is not even worse. After Wang Ling’s summary of Wang Da’s novel update rules in recent years, it is usually the case that Wang Da is updated according to the normal rhythm. There will be no more drag or break.

But if Wang Dad’s inspiration comes out one day, and the code is finished in a day’s time, then waiting for Wang’s father may be the follow-up inspiration. After all, Wang Da is just an ordinary person, inspiration. The things that come are not coming. When the one-time inspiration bursts, Wang Da will be caught in a situation where he feels that his brain is hollowed out.

Writing such things is sometimes anxious.

Sometimes the more you want to write something, you may find that there is a blank in your mind when you really want to write it.

For the old-time writers of Wang Da’s level, sometimes there are reasons for dragging on or off, and there are usually time reasons, such as cooperating with the website to do some offline promotion. Of course, there are also reasons for the plot. Wang Da has been writing for many years, and Wang Ling does not believe that he can’t write a word. But in this state of mind, if you want to force yourself to write something, the quality of the chapter cannot be explained to the readers.

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

After all, fish and bear’s paw can’t have both.

Therefore, when Wang Ling went downstairs, she saw Wang Da’s face on the sofa with no face in love. His hands were on his head and his mouth was still smoking. The way Dad usually finds inspiration is to watch the live broadcast of the female anchor, but at this time his favorite female anchor Xiaoxuan is not on the line, which makes Wang Dad feel a little annoyed especially…

Seeing that Wang Ling came down from the upstairs, Wang Dawei turned his head slightly, looked at Wang Ling, and then patted the sofa: “Order, come and sit!”

Wang Ling knows that this is the second biggest way for Wang Da to find inspiration, that is, to find someone crazy.

Under normal circumstances, it is usually Wang Ma to play the role of this chat, and now Wang Ma went out to buy food with the father, and Wang Ling was surprised to find that he actually became a “prepared tire”!

“Xiaoming will come over at night, your mother and your grandfather go out to buy food.” Wang Dad shook the ash, said to Wang Ling.

Wang Ling had a good match with “hmm”.

Wang Da, who lost the inspiration intermittently, even his eyes were different, full of gray, this look was seen by Wang Ling.

Wang Da squinted and glanced at Wang Ling. He found that Wang Ling had two distances between himself and himself. He couldn’t help but smack his mouth: “You, this child, is so far away from me?”

Wang Ling: “…”

Then, directly reach out and pull Wang Ling over to yourself: “How did you stick to me when you were young, forgot?”

Wang Ling took a deep breath and chose not to care: “…” For the younger time, the thing he was most impressed with should be Wang Da’s scum, and this thing is really flustered…

Suddenly mentioning the childhood, Wang Da seems to think of a lot of stories, can not help but laugh: “Do you know? In fact, your mother has also written novels before.”

Wang Ling casts a curious look: “Hey?”

Wang Dad: “Your mother is a little girl and I am a childhood friend. She has a hobby. My heart is like a mirror. And your mother had a book when she was young, and it was very good! At that time, there were many publishers. She wrote a sequel, and your mother even prepared the outline. I intend to change my pen name and come out… The result is just pregnant with you.”

Wang Ling: “…”