Faced with the unfilial behavior of the unfilial daughter, someone happily put his other face forward, truly reaching the lofty state of turning the right cheek when someone hits you on the left cheek.
It’s not difficult for my daughter to ride in a car. My family makes cars and we have plenty of them.
As soon as I saw that I was going to check the car, Wan Chongyang ran out from some rat hole like a magic trick.
It seems to be a common problem that children love riding in cars. The best way to solve this problem is to satisfy their desire to ride in cars.
This time, Wan Feng didn't drive while holding his daughter, as that was too dangerous.
He placed his son and daughter side by side in the passenger seat and strapped the two little ones to the seats with seat belts.
"Hold your sister and sit still, okay? If you don't behave, you'll get a bad headache. If you don't behave this time, I won't take you in the car again until you're ten years old."
"Dad! Is there a small car like that that I can drive? I also want to drive one." Wan Chongyang made his request very seriously.
Wan Feng began to scratch his head. It was not difficult to make a small car for his son.
It's possible to make an electric kid's car, but the key question is where will it go? If it's driven on the highway, it will disrupt public order!
Although there is a market for children's electric vehicles, it is not a very large market.
If there is a small company with nothing to do, it is not a bad idea. It can sell a few thousand cars a year and realize hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.
But Nanwan won’t do that, just have fun!
"We'll talk about this later. See if Dad has the time. If he does, I'll make one for you. Sit tight, I'm going to drive."
Wan Feng started the car, slowly drove out of the yard, and slowly drove around the cement road in the village.
The two little ones were very well behaved in the car, not making any noise at all, their four eyes looking around.
Wan Yu was small and couldn't see the scenery outside the car or boat, and he was still shouting.
It took six or seven minutes to go around the village and back from the main road.
"Okay, now it's time to go back and eat your meal. After dinner, go to sleep. If you're good, Dad will take you for a ride tomorrow."
"I want to take a lot of rides tomorrow." Wan Chongyang put forward the condition.
Lots and lots of wind? No need to worry about a stroke.
"Okay, let's go for a lot of rides tomorrow."
The older one ran back home, and Wan Feng carried the younger one out of the car.
As usual, dinner consisted of four dishes and one soup, and of course, Wan Feng’s favorite tofu or shredded potatoes were indispensable.
After dinner, Wan Feng returned to the third floor and prepared to start work.
Not only the two wives are waiting, but I guess many readers are waiting as well.
Compared with the lifeless traditional literature, Wan Feng's novels are as addictive as the spring breeze that greens the south bank of the river.
What made him depressed was that his two wives sat on either side like bees, while I was the flower in bud waiting to bloom.
"Hey, can you two stop swarming around me like bees? Stay three hundred meters away from me, okay? You're affecting my thinking."
"What a lousy book! There are so many problems with it, Zhang Xuan! Beat him up!"
Zhang Xuan is very smart, she just smiles without doing anything.
After the two bees were driven away, Wan Feng began to write a new chapter of the novel.
There are more than a thousand comments under his novel, and the click rate has exceeded 10,000.
The click rate only appeared yesterday, and it exceeded 10,000 in less than two days. It can be seen that there are many people hiding on the Internet.
It took more than an hour to create a 2,000-word chapter, and a few minutes to upload it to the website.
When uploading it to the website, Wan Feng was surprised to see that it was no longer just his novel that was performing the solo show, but a second novel had appeared.
After uploading the chapter, Wan Feng clicked on the novel.
This is a fantasy novel with a strong Western flavor, featuring werewolves, vampires, blood moons...
Wan Feng is not very interested in this kind of novels. Whether he is watching this kind of movies or playing this kind of games, these works are all dark in tone and make him feel like he is in the dark.
This made him very unhappy.
Moreover, the author's writing style is very average. Although online literature does not have such high requirements for words, at least you have made the sentences smooth.
If one or two sentences were incoherent, it could be passed off as such, but with so many incoherent sentences, Wan Feng suspected that the other party was just writing nonsense.
Wan Feng looked at the other party's ID: Cyber Knight.
Does this person look familiar?
No matter what, the other party is also the second author on Qidian, and Wan Feng is ready to give him a recommendation vote.
But unfortunately, it was discovered that Xu Meilin didn't even get any recommendation votes.
Xu Meilin is taking too long to improve her website. It's been several days, and she's only made a modification to the backend and got a click rate. Can she still do anything revolutionary?
Before leaving the computer, Wan Feng stretched and refreshed his novel.
Oh my god! In the time it took to fart, the comment section had over 200 more comments.
Oops! It’s updated! Grasshopper has updated!
Long live the Grasshopper Boss!
Long live the grasshopper prawn.
Who is the grasshopper?
After thinking for a long time, someone finally remembered that his ID was "I am not a grasshopper, I am a grasshopper."
So I am the grasshopper?
It was right to name him His Majesty the Emperor. This grasshopper is not as cool as the Emperor.
The two eagerly watching women saw the grasshopper boss stretching, and they quickly pulled their legs out of the soap opera, turned around and ran over to grab the computer.
Wan Feng was very tired: "Don't you have your own computer? Why are you trying to steal my computer?"
The two women disappeared from Wan Feng's sight in a flash and ran to open their computers.
The original Qidian.com appeared in 2003. Before that, China's online literature could only be said to be in its infancy.
Online literature in its budding stage was greatly influenced by traditional literature, and non-fantasy works were the mainstream of online literature.
This type of work is greatly influenced by Western and Japanese and Korean fantasy works.
These are mainly created on online BBS, and most of them are published on the Internet for free, to gain a sensational effect, seek publication, and adopt a profit-making model.
Famous works during this period include "The Legend of Sun Wukong" and "The Diary of Sha Wujing" in 2001, and "Chengdu Please Forget Me Tonight" serialized on Tianya in 2002, all of which were published in this form.
But now the Qidian website appeared four years earlier, and there is one more person who cheats, so will the original embryonic stage of China's Internet still exist?
Wanfeng's plan is to keep the website free from now until July next year, and start charging from August.
Wan Feng didn't consider whether anyone would see the show if he charged too early.
As long as authors receive royalties, the best authors on the Internet will inevitably gather there.
Everyone in the world is busy seeking profit. As long as there is money to be made, why worry that authors will not come? With authors, there will be works, and naturally there will be readers.
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