Lu Mengmeng hurried to Lu Manman's study and said in panic, "Big bug!"
"What big bug?" Lu Manman was confused by what she said. "Where is it?"
"It's right in my room! It's a really big bug!" Lu Mengmeng gestured and saw that it was as big as a fist.
Lu Manman raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure there's such a big bug? Didn't it eat you?"
Lu Mengmeng suddenly grinned and her face turned into a bitter melon.
"Really?" Lu Manman couldn't help but shudder when she saw that she wasn't joking. Damn it, she was afraid of bugs too!
People say that older brothers and sisters always act very bravely in front of their younger siblings, but Lu Manman said that she has always been indifferent to insects!
"Go find your handsome brother." Lu Manman pretended to be calm. "Your handsome brother should show his abilities in this matter."
Lu Mengmeng curled her lips and said, "He has been afraid of insects since he was a child, okay?"
Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of using bugs to trick Ling Yingjun, but he gave up the idea after being discovered.
As for Ling Yingjun saying that he is not afraid, well, he is born afraid of insects, how can he suddenly stop being afraid?
That must be bragging!
Lu Manman snorted and said, "You also said that was when you were a child. Now you are adults, why would you be afraid! Go and call him over, otherwise just let that bug sleep with you in your room!"
Seeing her sister was so determined, Lu Mengmeng had no choice but to call Ling Yingjun to come over.
Poor Ling's parents, they couldn't see their son all day, and when they finally returned home, they were called away by their future daughter-in-law.
"Bugs?" Ling Yingjun entered Lu Mengmeng's house and was stunned when he heard what Lu Mengmeng said.
"There are screens on the windows at home, so how could there be a big bug? Mengmeng, did you see it wrong? Maybe it's a black shadow?" Ling Yingjun said as he walked inside.
After saying this, the man was already standing in front of Lu Mengmeng's door.
"Get me some paper. If you have a fly swatter, please prepare one for me." Ling Yingjun said to Lu Mengmeng.
Lu Mengmeng uttered an "oh" and prepared some tissue paper. "I used my fly swatter to kill some bugs, and then I just threw it next to the bugs. If you need it, just open the door and take it."
Ling Yingjun: ...
Dead!
Why should I be afraid of death?
Ling Yingjun pushed open the door with a smile, but before he entered, he saw the tragic scene at the door.
A huge black insect lay motionless on the ground, and the fly swatter next to it was deformed by it.
Ling Yingjun twitched his lips and said, "You're too fierce, aren't you? It seems like you've flattened this bug."
Lu Mengmeng scratched her head embarrassedly, "I was scared at the time! I couldn't let it run wild in my room, so I accidentally killed it."
What a poor bug.
"Okay, let me do it!" Ling Yingjun took a few pieces of paper, picked up the bug resolutely, rushed to the bathroom, and flushed it down the toilet.
Lu Mengmeng followed Ling Yingjun and saw him immediately start washing his hands. He washed them three times with soap before he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Mengmeng kept observing Ling Yingjun's expression, which was so dark!
"Mengmeng, it's okay." Ling Yingjun forced a smile.
Being afraid of insects is one thing, but being disgusted is another. After pinching one once, Ling Yingjun felt that his whole life would become bleak.
"Handsome brother is really awesome." Lu Mengmeng praised appropriately.
Ling Yingjun nodded and said modestly: "No, no!"
"By the way, you haven't written anything today, right? Since I'm here, I'll supervise you." Ling Yingjun walked into the room and sat down on Lu Mengmeng's small bed.
Lu Mengmeng: ...
No, I just had dinner, there’s no need to do this, right?
She wasn't mentally prepared to start writing yet, so why was she being urged to submit the manuscript so suddenly?
"What? Don't you want to write?" Ling Yingjun's smile was very gentle at this time, giving people a sense of intimacy.
But for some reason, Lu Mengmeng felt cold sweat on her back after seeing her gaze and smile.
"Write!" Lu Mengmeng squeezed out these words from between her teeth. "Actually, what I have to write today is tomorrow's manuscript."
Lu Mengmeng wanted Ling Yingjun to know that what I wrote was not for today, and you shouldn’t rush me like this.
Ling Yingjun nodded seriously, "Of course I know that! Otherwise, I wouldn't be pushing you so hard!"
That's another way to express yourself, another story.
Lu Mengmeng's mouth twitched and she hurried to turn on the computer.
"I've been writing spelling very quickly with everyone recently. I finished it in a little over an hour!" Lu Mengmeng reported her results to Ling Yingjun.
Ling Yingjun hummed, "I know that! But what about the quality? Didn't you revise it after you finished writing it?"
Lu Mengmeng is like a child who has done something wrong. When it comes to writing books, she is the one who is under strict control.
"No." Lu Mengmeng told the truth.
Ling Yingjun snorted, "Then everyone will say you're a fake, and that's not a very nice word."
Lu Mengmeng sighed, "I know! But sometimes I'm really tired!"
Writing a book is so hard and tiring. I don’t want to write anymore. Can I just stop writing?
Seeing Lu Mengmeng's frosted face, Ling Yingjun couldn't bring himself to be cruel. "I didn't forbid you from spelling with them. I just hope you'll check and revise it after you finish. Besides, you have so much time."
Others are making time for it, what do you do with all this time?
Are you in a daze?
Lu Mengmeng said, "I understand! I'll try my best."
It is really troublesome to revise a text. The time it takes to revise it is as long as the time it takes to write it.
In this case, it is better to write slowly, polish it carefully, and keep a steady rhythm.
It’s not like now, when writing is fast and the rhythm of the book cannot be changed even if it is revised.
If the rhythm of the book is wrong, then the book is almost over.
Lu Mengmeng said weakly: "Then I'll write it!"
Ling Yingjun smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll watch you write."
Lu Mengmeng scratched her head and said, "I can't write if you watch me write."
It’s okay to type by yourself, even if there is someone next to you, but if someone is watching you type, it will feel very embarrassing.
Ling Yingjun shrugged and said, "I'm playing with my phone. I won't watch you while you're typing, and I won't disturb you."
After saying that, Ling Yingjun went to the other side of the bed, sat down, and started fiddling with his phone.
Lu Mengmeng held the computer, recalled what she had written before, and then began to create.
Everyone has self-discipline.
Finish typing in one breath without looking around, this is self-discipline.
Lu Mengmeng can't do it.
Fortunately, there was Ling Yingjun by her side at this time, um, editor!
Editing and supervising the typing online by herself, this is probably the only honor that Lu Mengmeng has, right?
"Don't be distracted!" Ling Yingjun's voice came.
As long as your hands and keyboard are not moving, you are definitely distracted!
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