Chapter 619 Review
“Master Ao can’t code 8000.”
“I can code!”
“Can’t code, he doesn’t even have a computer.”
"It's OK!!!" Mushroom Head said, scratching his neck, his face flushed red.
"Okay, you win, which ward is the great writer in?" Ma Lu asked again.
“Which great writer are you asking about?” Mushroom Head asked doubtfully, “I know many great writers, including Leo Tolstoy, Alexandre Dumas, He Zhizhang, Yu Xuanji, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie...”
“Where is Ao Shaobao?”
“Ao Shaobao is Batulu, not a great writer.”
“You know it now.”< br>
Fortunately, at this time, a spirited girl with tattoos all over her neck and lip nails on her lips passed by.
“If you want to find Zheng Qian, go to the room on the right at the end of the corridor. He spends most of his time there except eating and going to the toilet.”
“We are not looking for Zheng Qian. ," Ma Lu said, "We are looking for a great writer."
"Zheng Qian is a great writer, and a great writer is this. The nickname given to him by the people there was because he always felt that he would become a great writer one day.
“For this reason, he dropped out of school after his freshman year and stayed at home to write novels. After two years of writing, he signed a contract. I bought a book and serialized it on Qidian for half a year, earning a total of 4133.4 yuan, of which 3600 yuan was the website's perfect attendance award.
"His parents thought there was something wrong with him." The mental girl pointed to her head, "They sent him here for treatment, but he continued to write here."
"This is not the case here. Are you not allowed to bring anything in?" Ma Lu asked.
“Well, but when Zheng Qian came in, he kept holding his notebook tightly. He would fight anyone who snatched his notebook. Even the four male nurses couldn’t hold him down.
“Later, two more people came and took the computer away. As a result, Zheng Qian went on a hunger strike. Even if he tried to force food into his mouth, he would spit it out.
“After four days of starvation, he only had one breath left. People at the hospital were afraid that he would not be able to explain to his family after he died, so they returned the computer to him.”
Hearing this, Ma Lu sighed with emotion, "If you have this persistence and do anything else, you should have succeeded by now."
"Who knows."
"You Well, you look quite normal, so why did you come in?" Ma Lu yawned as he spoke, "It's strange, it's only around seven o'clock, why am I so sleepy?"
"You come in "Did you take the pills they gave you when you were pregnant?" said the mental girl, "There are sleeping pills in them, which will make you drowsy."
"As for me, I have manic depression." , also called bipolar disorder. When I was ill, I attacked several people and bit off the ear of the hotpot restaurant owner who worked there because he owed me three months’ wages. In addition, I committed suicide twice.
"The last time I was almost successful, and then I was sent in.
"The reason why I look normal now is because I am in the intermittent period. Otherwise, in order to prevent me from attacking other patients when I am sick, the medical staff here will also Put me in a small room alone and you won't be able to see me. "
"Okay, then take care of yourself, we have to hurry up. "Ma Lu said to Lao Wang, "Find Zheng Qian quickly. "
The spirit girl spoke again at this time, "I did you a favor, can you do me a favor too? "
"Fair enough, how do you want us to help you? "Ma Lu stopped.
"Bring me some cigarettes, not too many, just one box, no, two boxes. I'll pay you when I go out. All the cigarettes I had on me were taken away when I came in. I haven't smoked for a long time."
"Yes, yes, but how can you be sure that we must go out before you and you didn't bring us cigarettes?" Malu asked curiously.
"Because you are obviously not sick," the spirited girl said, "Especially you, you have a smell that I hate."
"What smell?" "The smell of capitalism. I don't know why you're here, and I don't care, as long as you remember our deal."
"Don't worry, I will definitely not forget it." Ma Lu said.
After saying goodbye to the manic-depressive girl, Ma Lu and Lao Wang finally arrived outside the ward she mentioned.
Through the half-open door, you can see a figure wearing a hospital gown lying on the window sill.
The cursor flashed on his lenses.
He has been sitting here for a full hour, and the food brought by the nurse beside him has cooled down. However, he still has no idea what to write next.
Malu leaned his head over and read, "Shangguan Canaan seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous and couldn't help laughing. The laughter frightened all the birds in the valley."
The patient was startled by the sound, quickly closed his notebook, turned to look at Malu, and said in panic , "You...who are you? Why are you here."
"I am Ma Lu, the owner of the Universe Infinite Canteen. This is my partner and chef Lao Wang, who is the city manager. Let us "Come here."
After Ma Lu finished speaking, the patient didn't react at all, and his eyes were still alert.
Ma Lu was worried that he had not heard, so he repeated, "The city manager asked us to come."
"You are very ill." The patient said, pushing up his black-rimmed glasses.
Ma Lu and Lao Wang looked at each other and asked, "Are you Zheng Qian, the great writer of nicknames?"
"I am Zheng Qian. I think giving people nicknames is Such impolite behavior.”
“ Then don't you know the city manager? It looks like a pigeon. It asked us to come to you and said you know where we should go to find this diner."
"I don't know what. City manager." Zheng Qian still shook his head.
"Stop pretending, we are all our own people," Ma Lu patted Zheng Qian on the shoulder, "Although I am an earthling, Lao Wang is a robot. We often deal with the city manager, and I have even seen it poop, haha Haha.”
Zheng Qian’s face was expressionless.
Ma Lu's smile gradually disappeared, "That's bad, this guy is really an ordinary person."
"If you have nothing else to do, just leave quickly, I still have to code." Zheng Qian said , "I have written less than one thousand of the four thousand words today."
When it comes to the final payment of forty thousand star coins, of course Ma Lu will not give up so easily.
So he stepped forward again, "Xiao Zheng, what are you writing about? Let's help you too."
"You don't understand literary matters, and you can't help."
"Indeed, you still have to write it, but we can help You review the article and come up with ideas. As the saying goes, the three stooges are better than Zhuge Liang.
"And I am also a fan of online novels. I have read all the famous novels in recent years, including "The Mystery". I like both "The Lord" and "The Strange Immortal". ”
Zheng Qian was a little moved when he heard this, mainly because it is difficult for young authors to refuse to review manuscripts, even if they are scolded.
In particular, there are not many normal people in the mental hospital, and Zheng Qian usually can't find anyone who can help him read his articles.
"Then, let me show you...but only the chapter I am writing. I have written a lot. Let me first say that I will not necessarily listen to your opinions. If it affects In terms of the integrity of the story."
"Okay, no problem."
(End of this chapter)