It was less than seven o'clock in the morning, and the window was still dark outside, but the sound of cars passing by in the distance was gradually getting denser.

The booked alarm clock rang on time, Cui Qiwei closed his eyes and turned on the light, and then turned off the alarm clock of his mobile phone.

Getting up early in winter is simply torture, even with heating!

After sniffing for two more minutes, he opened his eyes and quickly turned over and put his clothes on.

As a fresh graduate who has just returned from internship, it is not easy for Cui Qiwei to rent a single-room supporting house in a bustling big city.

The busy life every day almost made him breathless. The happiest time every day is reading books while commuting to get off work, immersing in the book world, and the troubles in the outside world are temporarily blocked.

Sitting on the toilet, Cui Qiwei started playing with his phone. The news that he had accumulated all night would be eliminated when he went to the toilet. Although there were reports that this might cause constipation, playing with his phone in the toilet was a perfect match.

"The 15th Year of Wanli?"

As a former literary youth, Cui Qiwei knew history very well, but he didn't read historical works very much.

“What’s the best thing to write about this year?”

As the comments said, the weather was good, there were no major disasters, no invasion of the Huns, no peasant uprisings, all of which were so ordinary.

Emperor Wanli, who is 24 years old, has been on the throne for 15 years. The former chief minister Zhang Juzheng had passed away five years ago. The only thing worth remembering is that the famous honest official Hai Rui died in a lonely state.

It was not normal at all. Cui Qiwei didn't know what the book was about to lose his head! And his only idea was to see if Hu Wei and his experts would spoil it slightly.

...

Zhang Chu, who was sleeping, didn't know what kind of sensation his Weibo caused. He closed his eyes at around four o'clock and slept until lunch time.

The biggest problem with Apple phones is that their battery life is poor. If Chu Lan hadn't knocked on the door directly, he would probably not know what time it was!

While plugging his phone into the charger, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he appeared on the dining table with his wet hair, Zhang Bowen looked sleepy.

"Eat first, and after dinner, I will call you Uncle Zhou. He just called me and asked why your phone was turned off."

Zhang Chu picked up a piece of sausage and put it in his mouth. He replied: "I didn't have much power when I went to bed last night. I turned off the power automatically when I got up. I'm charging now."

Chu Lan stared at the two of you and said angrily: "Did you both go to be thieves last night? You don't sleep in the middle of the night. After dinner, you'll blow dry your hair, otherwise you won't feel uncomfortable when you have a cold or a headache!"

"Okay."

Don’t go against your mother at home during winter vacation. You have to agree to everything in order to maintain family harmony.

Zhang Chu ate two bowls of rice before leaving the table, with almost no grain of rice left in the bowl, so he avoided nagging to start with small things and details!

When he returned to the room, he didn't care about blowing his hair and quickly turned on his phone. As soon as he turned on the phone, the sound of a text message notification sounded.

Not to mention the prompt sound from WeChat. Fortunately, he wisely rejected the message push from QQ and Weibo before, otherwise it would be even worse.

When cooperating with publishing institutions, it is obvious that we cannot only look at the royalty ratio. Even if some small publishing houses offer Zhang Chu a top royalty of 15%, Zhou Kang will not agree!
Chapter completed!