Chapter 448 Yang Wenwen Wants to Write a Novel

When Yang Wenwen returned home, her mother took the little girl to the living room to play, leaving some time for Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen to have a small gathering.

"Eat more."

Yang Wenwen came to the dining table and drank a sip of soup, then went to the kitchen and got another pair of chopsticks for Zhou Jing.

"I'm full, but I see you're hungry again."

Zhou Jing opened his mouth and let Yang Wenwen feed him.

"Do you want to eat or do you want to eat me?"

Yang Wenwen picked up a piece of meat and handed it to the boy with a smile.

"Want to eat fish."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

Yang Wenwen pulled the boy's face with a happy smile on her face, lowered her head to eat a mouthful of rice, picked up a piece of vegetable and ate it, and said: "How many days will you stay this time?"

"I will attend the school celebration tomorrow, attend the investment promotion meeting on the 18th, and leave on the 19th."

Zhou Jing said as he looked at Yang Wenwen, whose face was moving slowly like a rabbit while she was eating.

"The poverty grants from the foundation have been distributed to students. Tomorrow you will become the idol of all students in Experimental Middle School."

Yang Wenwen said with a smile.

"When teachers see students from poor families saving money and eating frugally, they do feel sympathy."

Zhou Jing felt that he was not suitable to be a teacher, especially a class teacher, as he would be overwhelmed with love when he saw students from poor families.

"Everyone has his or her own mission. I wish all the rich people were as generous as you."

Yang Wenwen sighed softly and said.

“Human nature is diverse.”

Zhou Jing doesn't have too high expectations for human nature. It is enough to be the person you want to be. There is no need to use your own moral standards to demand others. That would be moral kidnapping. Although Zhou Jing thinks he is morally good, he also dislikes moral kidnapping.

"Open your mouth."

Yang Wenwen smiled and picked up a piece of fat meat and put it to the boy's mouth.

Zhou Jing opened his mouth and ate it and said, "Thank you, Sister Yang."

"You're so sweet. Sister Yang is the woman in yellow from The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, right?"

When Yang Wenwen heard her being called Sister Yang, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm talking about Xiao Long Nu, it should be Auntie, does Auntie sound good?"

"You're calling me older."

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy, who seemed a little clever, so she picked up another piece of meat and fed it to the boy.

"A goddess never gets old."

"Mom, I want to eat too."

The little girl came to the table and opened her mouth.

"I don't eat well when I'm eating, but I feel greedy when others are eating."

Yang Wenwen fed her daughter a piece of meat.

"The food tastes better when there are more people. Do you have any homework?"

Zhou Jing rubbed the little girl's face and said.

"No, the teacher asked us to help our parents wash the vegetables and feet."

The little girl lay on Zhou Jing's legs and said.

"Would you please wash Dad's feet tonight?"

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded.

After dinner, Yang Wenwen went to wash the dishes. Zhou Jing played with the little girl. Yang Wenwen didn't have time to stay long. After washing the dishes, she looked at the time. It was almost six forty. She went to the bedroom with Zhou Jing to rest for a while and prepare to go to school after seven o'clock.

In order not to disturb the two, Yang's mother took the little girl out to play.

In the bedroom, Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen and lay on the bed. He bit Yang Wenwen's cheek and moved to Yang Wenwen's lips. Yang Wenwen took the initiative to give him a sweet kiss after a short separation.

"My beloved is so beautiful."

Zhou Jing admired Yang Wenwen's face from close range.

"Should I call you His Majesty?"

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's nose.

"Your Majesty, favor me tonight!"

Zhou Jing placed his palm on Yang Wenwen's crotch and kneaded it.

Yang Wenwen smiled without saying anything, she couldn't say anything.

"Say it!"

Zhou Jing urged.

"Your Majesty, may I sleep with you tonight?"

Yang Wenwen bit her lip and said softly.

"I still like to call you Teacher Yang. Am I your favorite student?"

Zhou Jing looked into Yang Wenwen's watery, affectionate eyes and said.

"You are the bravest of all the students."

Yang Wenwen has gotten used to being shameless with Zhou Jing.

"I love you. If you could go back to eight years ago with me, would you be willing?"

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"Of course I do."

How could Yang Wenwen be unwilling? If she could really go back eight years, she would pay for the boy to go to high school, and after the boy graduated from high school, she would go to the city where the boy went to college to accompany him.

"Let us live a carefree life with the company of this world..."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen and enjoyed the warmth.

Yang Wenwen hummed along with Zhou Jing's song and said, "After driving all day, take a good rest tonight. How about tomorrow night?"

"What tomorrow night?"

Zhou Jing asked knowingly.

"Be ai."

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy and said.

Zhou Jing nodded and said, "Baby, you really know how to be considerate of your husband. What color underwear are you wearing today?"

"you guess."

"White."

"wrong."

"My sister said purple is very charming."

"wrong."

Yang Wenwen smiled and shook her head.

Zhou Jing was too lazy to guess and checked it himself. The top was black and the bottom was pink.

"I'm going to write a novel. Please give me some advice."

Yang Wenwen made plans for next year in advance. She would definitely resign next year when her mother no longer needed to take care of the children. After resigning, she would have to find something to do and could not just stay and let Zhou Jing take care of her.

"Not bad, what topic are you going to write about?"

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hair and said.

"Urban." Yang Wenwen doesn't have the imagination to write fantasy or martial arts, so she can only write about urban reality.

"You can write your own experiences into a story and adapt it. For example, the ex-boyfriend abandoned the heroine after he became a villain and married a snobbish girl. The heroine met me, a gentle and domineering president, when her father was sick and in the most difficult time. We were high school classmates. After the ex-boyfriend's company went bankrupt, he was abandoned by his girlfriend. At this time, he remembered you and came back to pursue you."

"This is the general idea of ​​the story. If you have time, read two female-oriented novels of the same type and you will know how to write it."

Zhou Jing thought that Yang Wenwen's experience was more story-like than the one in the female series "The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me". If Yang Wenwen could write it, it would definitely be a big hit.

"Let me try."

A bitter smile flashed across Yang Wenwen's face. She had recently thought about adapting her experience into a novel.

The thing Yang Wenwen least wanted to recall in the past two years was her ex-boyfriend. Now she has moved on from the past and feels that she couldn’t be happier now. Perhaps this is the sweetness that comes after bitterness.

"My husband believes in you. If you write more realistically and set the hero in the novel as a student of the heroine, it will be more fascinating."

Zhou Jing has read novels like "A Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me", but he has never seen a story like Yang Wenwen's. Zhou Jing can imagine that if Yang Wenwen really wrote like this, it will definitely cause a sensation in the female version. It is really exciting to think about it.

"It's not good to write like this, will it be blocked?"

Yang Wenwen was embarrassed to write this. Although she did not regret being with Zhou Jing, such a relationship was not worth promoting.

"It will probably be banned. This is a forbidden love story and cannot be written."

Zhou Jing just said it casually.

Yang Wenwen was even more at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"After your book is published, use my account to promote a chapter."

Yang Wenwen is very familiar with the writing process of online novels and does not need Zhou Jing's special guidance.

"Don't push the chapter yet. I'll write slowly. If it's good, I'll recommend it with your account. If it's not good, I won't."

Having worked as a backend administrator for Zhou Jing for such a long time, Yang Wenwen is very familiar with the circle of online novels. The most important thing is to write well in order to attract readers. If the writing is too bad, no matter how many recommendations are made, it will be useless. Even if there is a big writer with a huge fan base, the performance of his new book will plummet if it is too bad.

After seven o'clock, Yang Wenwen got up from the bed, tidied her clothes, combed her hair, went to the bathroom, came out of the bathroom and went to school.

Zhou Jing went out with Yang Wenwen. When they got downstairs, Yang Wenwen left on an electric bike, while Zhou Jing went to the community square.

"Dad, where's mom?"

The little girl rode her rocking car up to Zhou Jing and said.

Zhou Jing touched the little girl's head and said, "Mom is going to work. Is it hard for Mom?"

"Hard."

The little girl nodded and said.

"So you have to study hard and listen to your mother."

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face and told Yang's mother not to worry about the child, as she could just look after her.

"Then I'll go to the supermarket to buy some things and go home directly after shopping. Is there anything Xiao Zhou needs to buy?"

"No, Auntie, please be careful when crossing the road."

"it is good."

Mother Yang handed the child to Zhou Jing with confidence and turned to go to the supermarket.

Zhou Jing was looking at the little girl while sending messages to Gu Jia.

After playing with the little girl until dark, Zhou Jing took her home. Although the little girl had no homework today, Zhou Jing still taught her how to write. After she practiced writing and doing some arithmetic, he turned on the TV and let her watch cartoons. Zhou Jing then went to take a bath.

Zhou Jing didn't need to wash his feet after taking a bath, so he asked the little girl to wash Yang's mother's feet to complete the special homework assigned by the teacher.

After Yang's mother and the little girl rested, Zhou Jing went to Yang Wenwen's bedroom, turned on the computer, unplugged the network cable from Yang Wenwen's computer and plugged it in to check emails and handle today's work for Chuangzhi Technology Co., Ltd.

After processing the email, Zhou Jing sent a message to the office group, asking the R&D department and the King's Summoning team to report any problems to Zhou Jing individually. The mobile phone project of the R&D department and the King's Summoning project of the game studio are the two key projects of Chuangzhi Technology Co., Ltd. The obstacles encountered in these two projects have affected the long-term development of the company.

As for the project department, all projects are external and can be handed over to Wang Tao to be fully responsible for.

[Mr. Zhou is still busy working so late]

【Mr. Zhou, thank you for your hard work】

The office group lined up to reply.

[Everyone is working hard, take a rest early]

Zhou Jing replied and sent a message to Gu Jia. He chatted with Gu Jia for a while, said good night to each other, and called Yang Wenwen.

During the third evening study period in high school, Yang Wenwen was in the classroom. When her cell phone vibrated, Yang Wenwen looked at it and went outside to answer the call.

Zhou Jing was on the phone and they chatted for a few minutes. Yang Wenwen didn't have to go to pick up Zhou Jing and went to rest first.

Yang Wenwen returned to the classroom, and some gossipy students curiously asked Yang Wenwen whose phone number it was. The students in the class probably knew Yang Wenwen's previous situation. Since Yang Wenwen's life had improved a lot in the past two years, they guessed that Yang Wenwen had found a new partner. Unless they had witnessed Yang Wenwen and Zhou Jing being ambiguous with their own eyes, they would never have thought it was Zhou Jing.

Lying on Yang Wenwen's bed, Zhou Jing couldn't sleep and waited in a daze for Yang Wenwen to come back. He couldn't take care of Yang Wenwen when he was not around. Every time Zhou Jing returned to Yulin City, he couldn't help but worry when Yang Wenwen didn't come home at night. It was very worrying to see such a beautiful woman like Yang Wenwen walking alone on the street at night.

At around ten o'clock, Zhou Jing felt relieved when he heard the door opening in the living room and pretended to be asleep.

Yang Wenwen opened and closed the door gently, changed into slippers and tiptoed to the bedroom. She saw Zhou Jing with his eyes closed and motionless. Yang Wenwen thought Zhou Jing was asleep. She was afraid of waking Zhou Jing up, so she took her pajamas and went to the living room to change. As she just reached out to take the pajamas on the bed, Zhou Jing opened his eyes with a smile and held Yang Wenwen's hand.

"Thought you were asleep."

A smile broke out on Yang Wenwen's face.

"How can I sleep without you coming back? Are there many people on the road at this time?"

Zhou Jing let go of Yang Wenwen's hand and said.

“The journey from Experimental Middle School to Hangyu Road is very safe.”

Yang Wenwen felt warm in her heart. Since the boy was not asleep, she did not go out to change clothes, but changed while sitting on the bed.

"Be careful even when you enter the community."

Zhou Jing patted Yang Wenwen on the back and said.

"Don't worry, I'm on high alert."

Yang Wenwen touched the boy's head, took off his coat, thin sweater, bra, pants and autumn johns one by one, put on his pajamas, untied the rubber band that tied his hair, and let his hair down.

Zhou Jing quietly watched Yang Wenwen change her clothes. Every movement she made was full of femininity, especially the moment she untied the rubber band on her head, her long hair naturally spread out, making her look very charming.

"You go to sleep first!"

Yang Wenwen combed her hair, turned off the light and went to wash up.

Zhou Jing lay on his side and picked up the underwear that Yang Wenwen had just taken off, which still retained Yang Wenwen's body temperature and fragrance.

After Yang Wenwen finished washing up, she returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and got into the bed that Zhou Jing had opened. The bed that Zhou Jing had warmed up was warm, unlike the cold bed that Yang Wenwen usually got home from.

"Is it warm?"

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen's soft body and was reluctant to let go.

"Nuan, is BJ cold?"

Yang Wenwen pushed aside her long hair that was scattered on the boy's face and spoke softly.

"It's a bit cold without anyone to warm the bed. I can use the electric heater I bought last time in a few days."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's butt and said.

Yang Wenwen nodded and got off Zhou Jing. She lay on her side and hugged Zhou Jing and said, "How about the speech I wrote for you?"

"Very good, you are worthy of being a Chinese teacher."

In the afternoon, Zhou Jing joked and asked Yang Wenwen to help write a speech. Yang Wenwen really wrote one in the evening and gave it to Zhou Jing during the second evening study session. The full manuscript was more than 900 words. In fact, Zhou Jing didn't need it. With Zhou Jing's talent, it was more than enough for him to make a few impromptu speeches at the meeting. However, since Yang Wenwen had written it, Zhou Jing couldn't let Yang Wenwen do useless work.

"The school is so lucky to have an alumnus like you."

Yang Wenwen lay flat on her back, making it easier for Zhou Jing's hands to move inside her clothes.

In order to celebrate the Experimental Middle School's anniversary, Zhou Jing donated another 200,000 yuan to the school. Together with last year's 300,000 yuan, the Experimental Middle School recently received more than 100,000 yuan from the foundation and has received more than 600,000 yuan in funding from Zhou Jing's company. Basically all the poor students at the Experimental Middle School have received Zhou Jing's poverty alleviation funding.

"Next year, we plan to set up a scholarship program for Experimental Middle School, and reward the top three students in each class each semester. The first place will receive 1,000 yuan, the second place will receive 500 yuan, and the third place will receive 300 yuan. What do you think?"

Zhou Jing roughly calculated in his mind that according to this plan, the total amount of scholarships given to all classes in Experimental Middle School each semester would be just over 100,000 yuan. This amount of money was not worth mentioning at all to Zhou Jing, but it was a great incentive for students.

"Of course."

Yang Wenwen naturally supported it.

“Let’s start from this semester and give the students I taught a chance to enjoy it.”

The class Zhou Jing taught will graduate next year, so it seems he needs to advance his plans for the sake of his former students.

(End of this chapter)