At this time, not professional computer science, most of the time in typing are a finger zen.

But Yun Hua has written so many novels in her last life. She has been dealing with keyboards all day long, and she has been able to do it blindly.

When the plot is not blocked, the speed of 6000-7000 per hour is not a problem.

In this novel, she has finished the character setting and outline, and even the detailed outline of the previous part. It's not hard to write, and the speed is very fast!

In addition, she always felt that she had not coded words for a long time. When she wrote, the deep impulse in her heart was very strong.

Although the fingers are a little stiff, because they need to adapt to the keyboard, all the keyboards are different. If you change a keyboard, you have to adapt again. The hand also has memory!

Unconsciously, more than three hours passed.

In addition to the three chapters that have been published, Yunhua still has three chapters in her hand. She plans to issue a chapter of 2000 words the next day.

Now the book has not been approved, cloud painting is also too lazy to read so many, she knows that her book will cause a sensation!

After all, it's 2006. After all, Qingchuan is still very, very fresh now. She wrote this period of time even earlier than some famous QingChuang novel in her previous life!

How can it not be fresh?

Cloud painting directly put the other three chapters in the background and release them regularly.

So she doesn't have to use the computer every day. These days, she can write a detailed outline of the next plot on paper, and then when Yun Congjun is not at home, she can quickly concentrate on coding!

"Painting, it's more than ten o'clock. Stop playing and go to bed early." Jiang Huanqing pushed the door in.

Cloud painting quickly shut down the computer page, "OK, I'm about to turn off the computer."

"You, if I don't come to call you, you don't have to. Don't play a little. Your father will not be happy when he knows about it. " Jiang Huan has a clear way.

Yun Hua turned his mouth and said, "Mom, can you stop hanging around my dad? You should also have your own life. Don't you feel bored staying at home all day doing housework and cooking? "

Jiang Huanqing was silent.

Of course she was bored.

She takes good care of her husband and daughter at home, but she doesn't know what to do with the rest of the time

But if she works and makes money like other women, she doesn't have a degree

Jiang Huanqing's mood is somewhat depressed.

Cloud painting is not comforting. Sometimes, it's good to let mom think more.

……

Saturday morning.

Yunhua still gets up at more than five o'clock.

She recited the words while running and had breakfast.

The swimming pool doesn't open until half past nine.

Taking advantage of this time, she went to the bank with her mother's ID card and applied for a bank card.

In 2006, the bank card is not as strict as ten years later, and many bank salesmen also have card opening task indicators, so it's completely OK not to do it myself!

Yunhua is 13 years old, and she doesn't even have an ID card. The bank certainly doesn't give her a card. Yunhua doesn't plan to apply for her own card. She plans to use her mother's ID card to sign a contract.

Sure enough, after going to the bank, the teller asked a few questions, and he directly dealt with the cloud painting card.

After finishing the card, cloud painting can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At more than nine o'clock, the swimming pool opens.

There are not many people coming to the natatorium these days, and the fees are not expensive. Cloud painting doesn't cost much. She has a card, which means that she can come six times for 100 yuan.

After entering the museum, there is no doubt that she is the first!

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