When Lu Yang put Sprite by Cao Xue's hand, Cao Xue was surprised, and turned her face to look at Lu Yang suspiciously. After seeing Lu Yang, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she was polite to Lu Yang. After smiling, he lowered his head to read a book.

　　 Lu Yang glanced at it. The book seemed to be about musical instruments.

　　 Lu Yang saw that Cao Xue continued to read the book. He didn't mean to communicate with himself, and he was not disappointed. It just so happened that he hadn't written a word today, so he could write quietly at this time.

Spreading out the snow-white manuscript paper, holding the pencil that had been sharpened a long time ago, Lu Yang subconsciously reached out and took out a cigarette in his trouser pocket. When his fingers had touched the cigarette case, he suddenly remembered smoking. Cao Xue knew.

　　 So, the action of taking out the cigarette had to be stopped, and the hand of taking out the cigarette had to be retracted empty again.

　　 Then, Lu Yang held the pencil, trying to sink his mind and conceive the plot, and then started writing.

　　 But, soon, Lu Yang's brows wrinkled and tightened.

Because Lu Yang has been used to lighting a cigarette when conceiving the plot for many years, but at this time, he can't smoke, there is no cigarette in his mouth, and there is no smell of nicotine in his lungs. He always feels something is missing in his heart. I am uncomfortable, I want to sink my mind as soon as possible rationally, then conceive the plot, and start writing as soon as possible.

　　 But, I always feel that there is something missing in my mouth, and there is always a thought in my heart that the right hand holding the pen always wants to reach into the pocket to get a cigarette.

　　 So Lu Yang was a tragedy.

　　 After ten minutes of entanglement, Lu Yang felt that this was not the way to go, and suddenly looked at the Sprite beside him.

　　 When he came just now, he bought two bottles of Sprite and gave one to Cao Xue. He also had a bottle beside him. Lu Yang suddenly reached out and unscrewed the bottle cap, gulping two big mouths into his belly.

　　 The sound of Lu Yang drinking Sprite seems to have affected Cao Xue's reading. She who was looking down while reading, frowned slightly, but did not raise her head to say Lu Yang because of this trivial matter.

　　 "Maybe he is thirsty."

　　 Cao Xue explained to Lu Yang in her heart.

　　 Lu Yang did not notice that Cao Xue frowned slightly. After putting down the Sprite bottle, Lu Yang held the pencil again, twisted his brows, and began to work hard to sink his mind and enter the state, hoping to conceive the specific plot needed tonight as soon as possible.

　　 But, Sprite is not a cigarette after all, and the ingredients are not similar to cigarettes.

　　 On the contrary, after Sprite’s carbonated beverage gas was poured into Lu Yang’s stomach suddenly, it burst out, causing Lu Yang to belch suddenly.

　　 Lu Yang hadn't found it in the first place, but because of this hiccup, he stopped again.

When she heard Lu Yang's hiccups, Cao Xue's brows that had just stretched out next to him frowned again, but he hiccups after drinking Sprite, which is a normal phenomenon. It is not good for her to say Lu Yang for this reason. So, this She still didn't look up to say Lu Yang this time.

　　 Lu Yang curled his lips helplessly, took a deep breath, and continued to sink his mind, looking for the state of writing a novel.

　　 However, he still felt that a cigarette was missing from his mouth.

　　 In the past, when Lu Yang was writing a novel, when he habitually lit a cigarette, Lu Yang didn't think it was a bad habit.

　　 Even when writing, even if it is not lit, Lu Yang habitually holds a cigarette in his mouth, and Lu Yang doesn't think there is anything.

　　 After all, this is not his habit alone. Most novel authors need cigarettes or coffee to concentrate when writing.

　　 But, at this moment, when he couldn't smoke cigarettes, but he wanted to write a manuscript, Lu Yang was really upset and couldn't find the status!

　　 After sitting in his seat for more than ten minutes annoyingly, Lu Yang found that he still couldn't find a little state, plus the ten minutes wasted before, more than half an hour has passed.

　　 This makes Lu Yang feel very bad. The night is the prime time for writing his own manuscripts. It is a waste of such a waste, what a pity.

"How to do?"

　　 Lu Yang turned his face slightly and glanced at Cao Xue, who was reading quietly beside him, and an idea came into his heart. Since smoking is a must, then go out!

　　 went out and smoked while conceiving the specific plot to be written tonight, and when the plot was well conceived, then hurry in and start writing while still in the state.

　　 Lu Yang, who couldn't think of any other way for a while, did what he thought of, left his seat lightly and walked out of the classroom softly.

　　 Lu Yang didn't know that after his arrival, Cao Xue hadn't been addicted to the world in the book, and had been paying attention to him.

　　 After all, he is the boy who has been chasing her recently. Inwardly, Cao Xue hopes to know him a little bit more.

　　 It's a pity that Lu Yang left a bad impression on her after such a moment of secret attention.

When I came to study at night, I brought only white paper and pencils, not even a book. After sitting down, I didn’t do a business thing. I sat there for ten minutes and then opened it suddenly. Sprite drank two mouthfuls, followed by another ten minutes, and after that, she was even more outrageous, thinking that she was concentrating on reading and didn't pay attention to him, so she slipped out quietly.

　　 "Is he a poor student who doesn't like studying at all? He pursued me because he wanted to find a beautiful girlfriend to spend four years at university with him?"

　　 Cao Xue couldn't help but feel such suspicion in her heart.

　　The delicate brows wrinkled tighter.

　　……

Lu Yang didn’t know that his performance for a while had already made Cao Xue’s impression of him so bad. If Lu Yang knew that it would produce such an effect, he would definitely pay attention to his subtle performance tonight and would never behave like this." Tired of learning".

After quietly walking outside the classroom, Lu Yang came to an old pine tree outside the corridor. There was a fence under the old pine tree. Lu Yang sat on the edge of the fence casually, and let out a sigh of relief. .

　　 took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket~lightnovelpub.net~ took out one to light it, and took a deep breath in his mouth.

The familiar smell of nicotine was inhaled into his lungs, making Lu Yang's entire mental state begin to change. His mind quickly stabilized. After smoking a few cigarettes, Lu Yang's mind has completely calmed down, and his thinking has completely entered the world of the novel. , The whole brain began to become ethereal.

　　 As mentioned earlier, Lu Yang has already written the outline of the first volume of "The Doomsday Wasteland", and Lu Yang has long been aware of the story of the first volume of this work.

　　 Before I start writing every day, I only need to think about the specific plot of the day.

　　 outlines the branches of the story, and the specific plots Lu Yang conceives every day are like the twigs and tender leaves on a large branch.

　　 The overall story is good or bad, and it depends on the branches; when it comes to the details of each chapter, it depends on the twigs and tender leaves.

　　 Two cigarettes only smoked one and a half, Lu Yang thought of the specific plots of the two chapters to be written tonight.

　　 At this point, Lu Yang finally showed a smile on his face. He threw the remaining half of the cigarette under his feet and crushed it with his toes. Lu Yang strode into the classroom and returned to his seat with a smile.

　　 When Lu Yang went out, he was light-handed, fearing that Cao Xue would be alarmed. When he came back, he was full of the storyline to be written tonight, so his actions were a little bigger.

　　 So, it was a bit noisy to Cao Xue.

　　 This made Cao Xue's impression of Lu Yang almost to the extreme, and she decided in her heart that starting from tomorrow night, she would no longer come here to study at night, and she would no longer pay attention to this boy in the future.