Chapter 60 Human Laziness

There is no road in this valley. If you build a house here, you will definitely build the road first. Seeing Gao Zhan sweating profusely and sweating profusely, an old man gave him a constructive opinion. Tiezhu and others were blushing. Why didn't he notice this? Gao Zhan had piled up the stones there for a long time, but he didn't tell him to pave the gravel on the road: This is a win-win situation. In the next two days, he will have to build a big house, and this road still needs to be built, otherwise, I don't know what the valley will be like when I come and go.

Li Zhenshan and the villagers have completed today's work. After the beam nailed on the ground, the beams were directly held and then nailed the purlins, set up a mountain, lay them into oil felts, and nailed them to wooden boards.

Gao Zhan, who was so tired that he was sweating, ran to take a bath in the hot spring and called out to the secretary: The salary has not been paid yet.

He took out a few sweat-soaked red old man's heads from the clothes he threw on the ground, and Gao Zhan stuffed the money into the branch secretary: "Uncle Li, please ask you to help the villagers. This is not easy for a day, and I can't let the villagers work for nothing."

Li Zhenshan took over, turned his head, and smiled calmly: "I want to give it to you myself, don't lend it to me. Didn't you let the villagers scold me?"

Gao Zhan was a little helpless. Didn’t this be paid for the wages in the morning? Why did he become a slack again?

Li Zhenshan shook his arm, and his loud voice echoed among the mountains: "Hey, everyone is stopping, Gao Zhan is ready to pay everyone's wages, um. Everyone is here."

How could Gao Zhan hear that Li Zhenshan feel that his voice was unauthorized. As expected, when he turned around, the villagers were stunned at first, and then scattered like birds and beasts, laughing as if they didn't hear it. They lifted their clothes to their shoulders and went home and flashed their eyes.

Gao Zhan was a little anxious and wanted to catch up, but he couldn't get rid of Li Zhenshan's pliers-like hand, so he had to do it in the end.

However, Gao Zhan made up his mind that he would have to pay the wages! Otherwise, he would be dissatisfied with it.

The sun was still west, and Gao Zhan returned to Bai Lu's house.

When he went back, the beard called Gao Zhan at the door of his shop. He was wearing a single cloth jacket, revealing his thick arms, and handed him a string of firecrackers.

"I didn't buy firecrackers." Gao Zhan thought it was the shopping list he wrote to Hu Zi before.

"You can't guess?" Hu Zi was happily looking at Gao Zhan. Although beard was careless, he remembered it at critical moments. Although he was smart, he had long guessed that Gao Zhan had probably built a house because of Lu Ying, or that the house was built for her. Although he was a little angry at Gao Zhan without listening to advice, he kept thinking about it. Seeing Gao Zhan back, he smiled and called Gao Zhan.

"Is it used to use the beam tomorrow?" Gao Zhan looked at the firecrackers, then thought of the story of Li Zhenshan telling the beam today, and smiled.

"Hey, do you know this too? It's rare." Beard was stunned at first, but was a little surprised that the kids from the city knew this.

Seeing Gao Zhan touching his pocket with his hand, the beard's face immediately changed. He stood there and sneered: "Gao Zhan, you want to shiver me. I haven't even gone to work, and I feel uncomfortable."

Gao Zhan retracted his head after being shaken by this beard and cursed himself in his heart. Why is he so unreal? This villagers rely on their heart to make friends. Do you still don’t understand his character after dating him for so long?

"Okay, then I won't say anything. I'll go to Bailu's house another day and I'll invite you to drink, okay?" Gao Zhan took the firecrackers and made a promise.

Hu Zi then stretched out his big slap and patted Gao Zhan's shoulder a few times, very happy: "Haha, I love hearing these words, I can drink!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cold voice of his bearded sister-in-law sounded in the room. The sound was obviously raised several degrees: "Do you still drink? If you drink again, your body will be crossed!"

Beard smiled awkwardly, spread his hands and pointed to the room. Gao Zhan's eyes smiled, waved his hands gently, and then left.

Holding a firecracker in his hand, Gao Zhan pushed the door and entered the yard. Bai Lu was busy there, with a few carp, sugarcane, and rice cakes steamed at the stove.

What is this for? Gao Zhan looked into the room in confusion, and there were no guests. He was also tired, putting the firecrackers on the table, slapped water and washed his face, and then he felt that his face was not so hot.

Bai Lu seemed to be busy in the stove for a while, with sweat on her face and the sea in front of her was touching her forehead. It might be because she was too close to the fire. Her little mouth, which was originally Mingrun, had lost a bit of luster. Seeing Gao Zhan back, she smiled brightly, and her eyes were bent into a crescent moon.

"I'll use it tomorrow. My sister-in-law came to explain it in the morning." Bai Lu answered Gao Zhan's question while filling in the fire.

So many people are concerned about building their own houses. They are so warm that Gao Zhan took off his coat and only wore a vest. Then he is ready to go into the stove to help, but Bai Lu is driven out: "You are tired all day, so take a break soon, the meal will be ready."

During the meal, Bai Lu brought out a few black noodles steamed buns and boiled some chili: "This thing is appetizing, and it tastes better when dipped in chili. It depends on what you like to eat, so you steamed a few."

Gao Zhan saw that Bai Lu was so hot, and he used his sleeves to swell his forehead, his heart was undulating, and he didn't know what to say for a while. He just said that he liked to eat this steamed bun, and Bai Lu specially made a few more of this Bai Lu for himself at night.

"It's okay, it won't take much effort." Bai Lu kept waving her hands.

"Whoever married Lulu, it was really blue smoke coming from the ancestral tomb." Gao Zhan was full of praise.

"What are you talking about? I'm still a student." Bai Lu smiled, her face flushed and her eyes shining like autumn water.

After dinner, Bai Lu shrank into her hut and went to read the textbooks, and didn't chat with Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan lit a cigarette, made a cup of coffee, returned to the west room, opened his notebook, connected to the Internet, and logged on to QQ.

I habitually opened I to the homepage of the origin, and saw that although the monthly votes of his books on the PK list increased, his ranking dropped by one and returned to sixth place.

The competition is fierce! It's just the beginning of the month. If you want to keep it and not make it out of the list, in addition to the plot, the most important thing is to be stable and updated.

Although there are still a few chapters of the manuscript that are regularly updated, Gao Zhan knew that he must not have any slack thoughts. According to what Lao Jue told him in the group, when he is a writer, he must always pretend to be a reader and a book friend. Updated is the responsibility and obligation of the writer. A writer without responsibility will never be liked by readers.

Lao Jue also told him that writers should always maintain interactions with book friends. In addition to being in the book review area, it is best to build several book friends groups for everyone to communicate together.

Thinking about it, I still have a super group that is useless. Gao Zhan plans to post a chapter on the work and publish the book friend group number to the book friend.

Entering the author management background, collecting has fluctuated greatly in the past few days, sometimes falling and sometimes rising. If the monthly ticket pk list is not supported on the homepage, it will definitely have fallen below the 10,000 mark.

However, thinking that he would be able to make it to the strong recommendation list less than the afternoon of this week, Gao Zhan was relieved.

Opening word, Gao Zhan held the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, looked at the blank document for a while, straightened his ideas, and then began to tap the plate, gradually getting faster and faster...

By around 10 o'clock in the evening, the update task of 10,000 words was completed relatively easily. The timely release and uploading it was thrown into the VIP channel. For some reason, he was stunned at the subscription data on the screen.

Today's subscriptions have not increased significantly, with the highest number of chapters increasing by less than 100, only 1218. After a brief calculation of the average subscription, it is about 1100.

The laziness hidden in people's bones has begun to make a weird thing. I can still have time to write more, but for some reason, Gao Zhan felt that he didn't want to write anymore.

This was the first time this thought came out of his heart, and Gao Zhan didn't understand what was going on.

Drink the cold half of the coffee, lit a cigarette, and opened the study group.

The group is very lively, with seven online people, and I don’t know how many people are invisible.

It took a long time to open the group before receiving the message. Gao Zhan muttered in his heart that there must be at least more than a thousand messages.

"It's over. Is it over? Is it because I have a copy of the manuscript that people will gradually become lazy?" Gao Zhan knocked this sentence into the learning group.

The most pure god: Damn, that's why you find yourself a reason. Little wings, you have just started the Tao. You must not have this idea, otherwise you will be finished!

Lao Jue: Well, the god is right, wings, you have to adjust your mindset. VIP regular release is not to make us lazy, but to prevent us from interrupting if we delay something. Don’t worry about whether these manuscripts are stored or not, just pretend that they have been updated.

Gao Zhan: Yes, I just coded more than 10,000 words today, so I don’t want to code anymore.

Xiyang brand cigarettes: huge wings, how many subscribed birds?

High-end: The highest 1200, the average 1100

Xiyang brand cigarettes: 8 mistakes and 8 mistakes. After 1,500 orders, the big seal is waving to you, holding your wings and huge legs first.

Gao Zhan developed a QQ expression of sweating in the waterfall.

The most pure god: Come on with your little wings, I will watch you!

Gao Zhan: Thank you, God, Fairy, and Slim Sun.

Lao Jue: Wings, aren’t you a full-time typing now?

Gao Zhan: Well, I am still a student, and I will prepare to repeat the exam for one year next year to take the college entrance examination.

Lao Jue: It is best to save the manuscript when you are not a full-time job. It is even more taboo to mix at the origin!

Gao Zhan: Yes, thank you Lao Jue.

Lao Jue: Keeping tens of thousands of words a day is the best update standard. Too much is not enough. Too much is to develop readers' subscription inertia is the king.

Gao Zhan: I understand, everyone, thank you for giving me some tips, diving and typing more.

After chatting in the group for a while, the previous lazyness was wiped out.

Gao Zhan turned off the QQ and continued to code while it was still early.

This code was not completed until one o'clock in the morning and divided it into two chapters and threw it into the VIP timed release column.

Then I wrote a work related to it, notifying the book friends that the VIP chapter will be updated on time every day, and then post it in the group of book friends.

I managed the book review area and processed the notebook one by one, and then closed the notebook.
Chapter completed!