The hand of rebirth holds starlight + side story

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"Skipping breakfast is bad for your health. If you tell me what you want to eat, I'll buy it back and you can go to sleep again." Meng Lizhen was like an old woman.

A word popped out of Xia Fanxing's chaotic mind: "Noodles."

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon." Meng Lizhen covered Xia Fanxing with a quilt and went out to buy breakfast.

When Meng Lizhen came back, Xia Fanxing still fell asleep in the same position as when she left.

Meng Lizhen gently woke Xia Fanxing up, and pushed her to wash up.

After washing, Xia Fanxing was much more awake, but her reaction was a little dazed. Meng Lizhen pushed the noodles in front of her and had to stay for a while before eating.

After breakfast, Xia Fanxing went to look at the mailbox used to submit articles to Meng Lizhen. There was a new email in it, which was sent by the editorial department of the essay competition.

Xia Fanxing called Meng Lizhen over, and the two clicked on the email together.

The email said that Meng Lizhen's short story won No. 2, and the magazine will remit the manuscript fee and send out samples of the magazine soon.

The two read the email two or three times before they were sure, and then burst into cheers.

Meng Lizhen and Xia Fanxing walked around the study room holding hands.

"No.2, there is no 5000 yuan!" Meng Lizhen was a little annoyed.

"No.2 also has 3000 yuan." Xia Fanxing let Meng Lizhen participate in this competition because of the generous prize money.

3000 yuan is not a lot, and it is higher than the per capita salary in this small county.

Meng Lizhen happily deposited the money into her bank card.

After the essay contest was over and the final exam was approaching, Meng Lizhen stopped writing and began to concentrate on reviewing.

Meng Lizhen's grades have always been very good. Even if writing a novel recently took up some time, it did not delay her study too much.

Her only shortcoming is English.

Xia Fanxing's English is very good, and the English teacher wanted her to be the subject representative, but Xia Fanxing refused because it was troublesome.

Meng Lizhen had heard Xia Fanxing read short English essays, and she spit out fluent British English gracefully, as standard as an announcer.

Sometimes in English class, Xia Fanxing would cover her mouth and laugh secretly, and Meng Lizhen knew she was laughing at the English teacher's substandard pronunciation.

Their English teachers all have a strong accent in Mandarin, let alone speak English. When Xia Fanxing first arrived, she almost couldn't understand her lectures.

Meng Lizhen didn't understand what Xia Fanxing was laughing at at first, but after Xia Fanxing explained, she realized how funny the English teacher's pronunciation was.

"This sentence can't be written like this." Xia Fanxing was tutoring Meng Lizhen in English.

Meng Lizhen couldn't write English compositions well, and her listening skills weren't good enough. Xia Fanxing took an mp3 player to teach Meng Lizhen her listening comprehension. After that, she had to memorize examples of English compositions and kept writing English compositions on various topics.

After Xia Fanxing's tutoring, Meng Lizhen's English scores have improved a lot.

After the results of the final exam came out, the head teacher also praised Meng Lizhen well.

Meng Lizhen packed her books and walked out of the school gate, a gust of cold wind came blowing in her face, the students left in twos and threes, the campus became empty d_àngd_àng, the holidays came.

"Let's go!" Xia Fanxing had already stopped a tricycle.

Since the quarrel with Meng's mother, Meng Lizhen seldom went home. She went back to see her second sister, and she always went back when Meng's mother was not at home.

Occasionally, Meng's mother bumped into her and scolded bitterly: "Where did the wild dog come in!"

Meng Lizhen just pretended not to hear, no matter how vicious or mean Mother Meng's words were, they would not hurt her heart.

The second sister persuaded her to reconcile with her mother.She told her second sister that she would go to the city to attend high school in the future, and whether her second sister should go with her.The second sister lowered her head timidly, such a thing is too crazy, she dare not agree easily.

When Meng Lizhen left, she said to her second sister, "Second sister, think about why the eldest sister ran away."

Ever since the eldest sister ran away, the family had kept this person secret. Meng Lizhen only vaguely heard a few words about the reason why the eldest sister left home. .

The second sister flinched, but she didn't make a sound after all.

……

During most of the vacation, Meng Lizhen stayed at Xia Fanxing's house, where she had a computer, and Meng Lizhen wrote manuscripts much faster.

After publishing a certain amount of short stories, Xia Fanxing asked Meng Lizhen to start writing medium-length serials.

The royalties for serialized stories are higher than those for short stories, but they also have higher requirements for writing skills.

So Meng Lizhen began to write the outline seriously.

The outline is the structural direction of the whole story, and it is also an exercise before formal writing. For medium and long stories, the outline is very important.

Meng Lizhen still plans to write a story with a relatively simple background, and her current writing skills are not enough to challenge complex novels.

Chapter 14

The outline of the new article was quickly written. It is the story of a scumbag girl who now travels to ancient times and is admired by everyone, and embraces the emperor.

Meng Lizhen didn't intend to write about palace struggles and plots, it was just a Su Tian Su Tian time travel essay.

After reading the outline, Xia Fanxing also thought it was pretty good.

Although this kind of writing will be said to be brainless and silly in later generations, it is really popular now.

After sorting out the outline, Meng Lizhen began to write the text.

In addition to the time-traveling essays she is writing, Meng Lizhen will also write some short essays and submit them.

She gets up according to the schedule when she was in school, eats breakfast, writes, and takes a 10-minute break every 10 minutes.

Xia Fanxing waited for Meng Lizhen to wake her up every morning, had breakfast, and went to sleep again. After waking up, she would watch TV, read a book or go shopping with Meng Lizhen.

One day when they were out shopping, there was an uncle on the side of the road selling flowers on a tricycle.It was a pot of small potted plants, with many varieties, and each plant was full of vitality and lovable.

Xia Fanxing had never planted flowers before, so she took several pots of flowers home on a whim, and then she had another hobby, which was to go to the Yá-ng Terrace to tend her flowers.

By the time Meng Lizhen's time-traveling essay was written halfway, the New Year was coming.

In southern cities, there is no snow in winter, and the trees on the side of the road are also green, but the trunks are painted with white paint, and people wear thick clothes.

Fireworks and firecrackers are displayed in the shops, and fireworks and firecrackers are not banned in small places even in later generations.

Xia Fanxing bought a lot of small fireworks like Fairy Wood Bong and came back to play with Meng Lizhen.

Trembling, Meng Lizhen lit a fairy wood vase, which burned with dazzling light.