"I'm afraid of being too big!"

"At worst, there is nothing to be around. The boss is venting."

After experiencing the sun throughout the summer, the old trees turned into dry firewood, without the need for fire, just a little spark.

The cool breeze blowing from the West Mountain in the evening fueled the fire, and the branches of the old tree made a sound in the fire, burning out its last self.

Lin Chaoyang stood not far from the tree, the scorching temperature roasting his face.

He didn't know how he had the ridiculous idea of ​​setting fire to a tree, but the moment the fire illuminated his eyes, he felt a release.

As the old trees burned out in the flames, only dark red Mars were left.

Lin Chaoyang held the cigarette in his mouth, bent down, looked slanted, and lit the smoke with the spark close to the trunk.

That posture and that aura are indescribable and domineering.

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from afar.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chaoyang was so scared that his cigarette butts shook.

Turning his head, he saw a forest ranger with a red armband running towards the few people, and while running, he was shouting something at the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Xiao Zhu suggested, "Boss, let's go."

Lin Chaoyang accepted the advice and was about to take action, but Xiao Zhu Youyou said, "Where is there any oil?"

Xia Ran stopped.

The forest ranger was closer, and Xiao Zhu protected Lin Chaoyang behind him, "Boss, run first, let's deal with him."

Lin Chaoyang said angrily: "Run away!"

Half an hour later, the Xishan Police Station of the Forest Branch of Yanjing Public Security Bureau became lively.

I heard that the great writer Lin Chaoyang ran to the West Mountain to set fire to the mountain, and the police in the station all ran over to see the diorama.

After the interrogation, Lin Chaoyang was criticized and educated, and he bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and he was no longer as arrogant as when he lighted his cigarette just now.

As soon as he left the police station, he saw Du Feng leaning in front of Rolls-Roz.

When he saw Lin Chaoyang, he immediately showed a gloating smile. Before he could speak, he heard Lin Chaoyang ask, "Why are you here?"

"I won't come, do you think you can get out so easily? The director of their branch is my comrade-in-arms.

You are such a famous person, "arcending fire", how dare the police station do you dare to do anything rashly? You directly asked the branch office."

After saying this, Du Feng couldn't help but tease Lin Chaoyang again.

"Boss, you need some fuel to the car."

While the two were talking, Xiao Sun came up to say.

Just now, several people were sent to the police station. The car was later. The forest ranger got two liters of gasoline and drove it to the police station.

It's just a little bit of oil, but it's not enough to run back to Xicheng.

Lin Chaoyang patted Lao'er, "Borrow some oil!"

After getting on the car, Du Feng asked, "I just returned to Yanjing the day before yesterday. I heard that my eldest nephew has been admitted to Yangong?"

"Um."

More than a week ago, Dongdong just received an admission letter from Yanjing University. His college entrance examination score was 11 higher than the admission score.

The department of philosophy of Yan University was reported.

He was not interested in philosophy when applying to the Department of Philosophy, but simply because he estimated the scores were relatively close.

For him, Yan University is the goal, and what he learns is not important.

"This is something to celebrate. What kind of gift do you think I'll give me?"

"Don't give it too expensive."

As he spoke all the way, the car drove back to the entrance of Xiaoliubukou Hutong.

"Go into the house and sit?"

Du Feng looked Lin Chaoyang, "Sit? Or not?"

"You ask me?"

"Forget it, I'll stop sitting." Du Feng said tactfully.

After he left, Lin Chaoyang walked into the alley. When he was about to reach the gate of the yard, he stopped, and Xiao Sun and Xiao Zhu who were following him also stopped.

"Wait a minute-" said Lin Chaoyang.

"Today I am going out, I will accompany you to Xishan Forest Park to relax." Xiao Zhu rushed to say.

Lin Chaoyang nodded with relief, said nothing, and walked into the yard first.

"Why are you free to go out today?"

After finishing the international long-distance Tao Yushu, he noticed that Lin Chaoyang was back. This month, because the book was about to end, he devoted himself to writing, devoted himself to it, and rarely went out.

Lin Chaoyang came over, held her hand, and said in a relaxed and pleasant voice: "It's finished!"

Upon hearing this, Tao Yu showed surprise in writing and held his wrist with his backhand, "Really?"

Her surprise comes from the heart. Starting from the beginning of winter in 1997, her husband spent three colds and heats to do it.

Now that "Chenchao" has finally been created, how can she be happy and excited?

"I finished writing at around 1 o'clock, and I felt like I couldn't get enough of it at that time. I sat on the sofa for a long time, and felt like my body and spirit were hollowed out, and I fell into a huge emptiness.

I took Xiao Sun and Xiao Zhu outside to relax and went to the West Mountain--

Lin Chaoyang told Tao Yushu about his mood after writing the book, and of course, he hid the incident of "attempted arson".

"Thank you for three years in a row."

Tao Yushu hugged Lin Chaoyang with heartache and stroked his temples and cheeks with his fingers, "They all have white hair."

After the couple said a few thoughtful words, Lin Chaoyang remembered something again and called.

September is coming soon. According to the normal progress, the manuscript of the sixth volume of "Celestial Dynasty" should have been submitted, but Lin Chaoyang was still at a low point in the end of a multi-million-word masterpiece like "Celestial Dynasty".

I have been unable to receive the manuscript for a long time, and I am also very anxious about "Harvest".

However, they also understand Lin Chaoyang. The number of words in the first five volumes of "Celestial Dynasty" reached an astonishing 2.15 million words. Looking at the century-old literary history of China, this is a feat that no one has ever accomplished.

The "feat" of "Celestial Dynasty" is not only a huge number of words, but also its ambition to "form a new "History of Tang".

In a novel, many writers have written about the change of dynasties and the vicissitudes of history. Perhaps many writers have had such fantasies, but Lin Chaoyang is the only one who can truly put it into action and truly convince the world.

Therefore, when the last volume of "Celestial Dynasty" was difficult to produce, "Harvest" maintained the greatest patience, and even prepared to postpone the last special account for half a year or a year.

Now Lin Chaoyang suddenly called and said that they had finished writing the manuscript and were very surprised. Cheng Yongxin wanted to fly to Yanjing immediately.

It was impossible immediately, but Cheng Yongxin still took the earliest flight to Yanjing the next day.

There were still one and a half months before the special account was released, and the time was tight and the task was heavy. He returned to Shanghai that day.

After handing over the manuscript, Lin Chaoyang finally took off his burden.

From the beginning of having this idea to the completion of the manuscript, the novel "Celestial Dynasty" took him five years. For writers of Lin Chaoyang's age, these five years were the golden time of his creative career.

After spending five years writing a "Celestial Dynasty", Lin Chaoyang did not regret it, but was filled with pride and a sense of accomplishment.

On August 24, the registration date for Yanda University starts.

Early in the morning, Dongdong rode his bicycle and carried his luggage in the back seat.

He can live in the school after going to college, and he has been looking forward to this matter in his heart.

After riding all the way to Yanda University, he thought he had arrived early enough, but he didn't expect that the freshmen had already gathered around the registration area.

He was not in a hurry to report, but instead he pushed his bicycle and wandered around the campus with interest.

Although he has been here since childhood to Dayan University, this is the first time he has been here as a student.

His eyes reside on every building and landscape.

Ximen Ri, the Literary and History Building, Weiming Lake, the Centennial Lecture Hall, and all things in the library seem to have been rejuvenated, making him full of interest.

Just as he looked around like a rustic bun who had never seen the world, the soft voice of Wu dialed suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hello, classmate."

When he turned his head, the filter seemed to be turned on in front of him. The girl in white with long hair was looking at him. Her pair of autumn-like eyes were deeper than the water of Weiming Lake, which made him unable to help but sink into it.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?

"Do you know how to get to the Wenshi Building?"

"Literature and History Building, go east, cross two intersections, and then face south--

The girl's face was confused and became more and more cute.

The young man's heartstrings were teased and the music of love was played, "That place is a bit far away, so I'll take you there.
To be continued...