"Yeah, please trouble Yang Qingjun."

Yang Qing said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter. You have paid the money, so you can't let it pay for it in vain."

Sumina Asaha nodded slightly, "That's right, Yang Qingjun is not that kind of person."

“Required.”

"Arigadu."

Yang Qing: “…………”

After a simple bite of breakfast, the two returned to their respective rooms.

Yang would take some time to complete the work in the early morning, starting at around 8 o'clock every day until it ended at noon.

There was a reason why Yang Qing chose the online literature industry at the beginning, which was that he valued freedom of time. No matter how long you would take to write, just post today's chapter.

It won't delay your daily life.

In addition, some writers choose to write books as a side job and work after returning home from work.

The day was also fulfilling.

Yang Qing also noticed this and liked the virtual characters in the novel world. This not only satisfies readers' requirements, but also makes it a yell on your own.

Why not do it?

Asaha Yuina is much simpler. Her manuscripts are handed in every three days, sometimes they are handed in a week, and the hard work of editing and even paintings has changed the attendance award to more than one picture per week, which is considered to be approved.

In the author said that painting is much more difficult than writing. It not only requires outstanding writing skills, but also requires some important factors such as scene drawing, coloring, etc.

A lack of one factor will reduce the vividness of the work.

This will not only lose a large number of readers, but will even make your works plummet.

Therefore, Asaha Yuna will devote a lot of her time to paintings and also draw on notebooks when she is studying in school. Her efforts will lead to her achievements today.

……………………

11:00 noon.

Yang Qing divided the prepared chapters into two time periods, one in the afternoon and one in the evening.

If there are more, you will choose to put it in the draft box and continue to send it tomorrow.

Yang Qing picked up the phone on the computer desktop, looked at the time, and when it was confirmed that it was time to cook, he stood up and shook his somewhat stiff neck.

Walk out of the room.

Zhou Wen and his sisters came home at some point and were sitting on the sofa watching TV leisurely.

"When did you come?"

Yang Qing took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and turned around and sat in an empty seat on the sofa.

"Around ten o'clock, I didn't disturb you when I saw you both in the room."

Zhou Wen stretched out his petite feet and placed them on Yang Qing's thighs, turning around and lying on his sister's thighs.

Zhou Xiaoyu pouted and wanted to push away her heavy head, but out of fear of her sister, she could only look at Yang Qing with grievance, hoping that he could drag her sister away.

It's best to sell it.

Yang Qing was about to take Zhou Wen's legs away when he heard Zhou Wen's laughter:

"Press my legs and sit on the sofa for a long time, my legs are sore."

"no."

Yang Qing refused decisively, picked up Zhou Wen's legs and placed them on the coffee table. He lay on his side on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and swiped the video.

Zhou Wen hugged his chest with his hands and looked at his sister, "Xiaoyu, you have a double chin."

Zhou Xiaoyu said dissatisfiedly: "You only have a double chin. The teacher praised me for being good at studying and being beautiful."

"Tsk~"

At the same time, Asaha Yu Na walked out and looked at the three people on the sofa and asked, "Why are you all on the sofa?"

"Who knows, the sofa is so big that it's not enough for me to lie down by myself."

Yang Qing sat decisively on the pillow on the ground. Not long ago, Yang Qing bought some foam boards online, not only lying on the ground, but also sleeping here.

Very good.

"Sister Xue Nai, we are here to have a meal."

Zhou Xiaoyu replied.

"That's it, Yang Qingjun, can we have a meal?"

"I'm not hungry yet."

Usually, both of them cook around twelve o'clock and finish eating around twelve at half past twelve, so it's normal not to be hungry now.

Yuina Asaha took out some washed fruits from the refrigerator and put them on the coffee table. "Wenwen, Xiaoyu should eat some fruit first, Yang Qingjun will make Kanto cook for us later."

When Zhou Wen heard about Guandong cooking, he hurriedly got up, "Really, I haven't eaten Guandong cooking for a long time, and I don't know what it tastes."

"This time I'll cook in the Chinese Kanto."

"What is that?"

"You will know later." Yang Qing picked up a bunch of grapes and started eating them.

"Oh well."

Zhou Wen took Sumiya Sumiya's little hand and sat aside, asking in a low voice:

"Sister Xue Nai, Brother Yang Qing didn't bully you."

Asayu Yu Na secretly glanced at Yang Qing and replied in a low voice: "No."

…………………

Just as several people were chatting, Yang Qing’s phone rang.

"Hey, Brother Qing, I'm in Binhai City. Are you here to pick me up?"

Yang Qing asked, "Didn't you arrive in the afternoon? Why did you get so long in advance?"

On the phone, Lu Chao smiled and said, "Of course I miss you. I will be a party tonight and arrange for you to eat a big skewers."

"Then I'll pick you up, where are you waiting for me?"

Lu Chao responded: "Just at the entrance of the train station."

"Okay, it's going in ten minutes."

Yang Qing hung up the phone, stood up, picked up the clothes hanging on the wall, and prepared to go out.

"Yang Qingjun, what are you doing?"

"I have a friend who is coming. Today, Kanto Cooking has been postponed and asked him to arrange for us to have a meal."

Xuena Asaha grabbed the corner of her clothes nervously. Fortunately, Zhou Wen, who was beside her, hugged her, patted her chest, and said with confidence: "Don't worry, Sister Xuena, I'm there."

Yang Qing stretched out his right hand and put it on the door handle and pushed it out.

Yang Qingming knew that Asaha Yu Na’s personality was a carefree person, and I hope she wouldn’t be afraid.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Qing rode his bike to the entrance of the railway station in Binhai City.

At this time, a thin man, 1.8 meters tall and slim, walked over from not far away. It seemed that he weighed only about one hundred kilograms.

The man wore sunglasses and was holding a large gray suitcase in his left hand, waving and shouting:

"Brother Qing, here!"

Yang Qing turned around, looked at Lu Chao who was standing in the middle of Yang's second leg, and rode his bike over.

After a long separation, Lu Chao smiled softly, "Brother Qing hasn't seen you for more than a year. You're fat. Let me see, are your abdominal muscles still there?"

Yang Qing said angrily: "Where there are so many people, get in the car."

Lu Chao sat in the car with the opportunity, putting his suitcase down on the ground. As the car started, the suitcase also slid on the ground.

But this time the speed is particularly slow.

Lu Chao leaned over his head, looked at the power on the electric car, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Qing, how long has it been since you charged?"
Chapter completed!