Are You OK

Twenty-nine

Yingtai watched the lonely sky fly by at the end of the sky, full of melancholy.Seeing that Shan Bo was dull again, he couldn't help feeling sad, and said with tears: "How can you believe me? They promised me to the Ma Young Master, but it was my fault?" Shan Bo laughed and said, "You married Since he happens to be the right person, there is no need to follow me in fear."

Yingtai untied the sachet and threw it down the mountain, crying: "My heart was picked up by you a long time ago, but you don't want it. I marry him, it is better not to live." She softened in a few words, hugged her tightly, and they kissed one place on the top of the mountain.

thirty

"It's a mere mechanical method, no literary talent. The'climbing' section just sees the low pattern. Throughout the story, there is no illness and moaning, no disposition insight, and it is like a walking dead!"

This is a private evaluation made by Hanlin Bachelor Li after reading "The Black-bellied Gardener Falls in Love with Me".These two harsh sentences came out quickly for some reason, causing a wave of waves with one stone.

During this period of time, "Black-bellied Gardener Falling in Love with Me" became so popular in Luoyang that the books were all over the mountains, and it seemed to have driven other novels to a dead end.Many literati and booksellers have long been indignant. They regarded Mr. Fan as a thorn in his flesh, but he was helpless.This time there was finally an authoritative voice, like a thunderstorm, which immediately evoked a rolling echo.

"Master Li said that it is like a walking dead!"

"Who sees who is not good!"

"If the country does not exist, why does family work? In troubled times, if we do not write about war, but write about the love of these children, is it to weaken morale?"

"A real masterpiece should be insightful. For example, "Fighting the Wolf" just came out next door."

"Now place an order to buy "Fighting the Wolf" and have a chance to get the author's signature."

...

thirty-one

The war in the literary criticism circle soon burned to the streets of the market.

As soon as the storyteller in the teahouse talked about the "British Taiwan Throwing Sachets" section, a big guy jumped out and shouted: "What about those boring things? The court is killing the enemy hard in the north. We are in a corner of the south. Rely on these miscellaneous books to whitewash the peace!"

Another human said: "That is, those who traveled through burned my house and killed my family, but you are here to say that the two are happy and live in peace. It is really damnable."

But there was another person who said: "Don't the court kill your family? If they don't stand still and kill those who pass by, why would they cause war and harm civilians?"

The big man ridiculed: "Grandson, did your pioneering father pay you?"

Suddenly the teapot bone dish "Ping Li Pong Cang" fell to the ground.

"What's the noise?" A woman patted the table and said, "Auntie wants to have fun, and all the scolding people go out!"

She said humanely to the table: "Look, this is the brainwashed fan of that free book."

The woman akimbo said: "Hey, you are the navy of the opponent? My Fan Lang is so popular, is it blocking your Patriarch's way?"

Suddenly the teapot bone plate fell to the ground again.

"Brain Disabled Books, whoever sees brain Disabled!"

"You are jealous!"

"Well said, we, Mr. Fan, are more talented than the sky, and the outdated old guy in the Imperial Academy just relies on him to find his presence."

"How do you say the previous one?"

"Hanlin Academy also stepped on it?"

"Calm down, calm down, everyone! That's a fan of anti-loyalty, who specifically picked things up for Mr. Fan!"

...

Thirty-two

In the Wulin League.

After hearing the situation, Fan Aiguo said after a long while: "It doesn't mean to say I'm groaning?"

"Don't care, that's what caused the war."

Fan Aiguo shrugged and said: "What do I care about, I just eat a meal. Besides, I haven't kissed anyone on the mountain, so naturally I don't write it like-or ask the Wulin League to sponsor it once -?"

The host turned a deaf ear to it and said: "I think 80% of the stumbling block level is made by the court, and the pioneering team is still brewing big moves. Don't worry about that. We arranged a nationwide signing at the end of the month, and get ready early."

Fan Aiguo Road: "Oh."

"Also, don't forget to write the manuscript for the signing, and submit the final copy of the one-line block copy as soon as possible."

"..."

Fan Aiguo said in grief: "Why do you want a three-month manuscript now?"

The original poster said: "The theater team wants to start the adaptation ahead of time. At that time, the new drama and the new book will be launched simultaneously, which will drive each other's popularity and are very high-end."

Fan Aiguodao: "I have no inspiration."

The original poster said: "What inspiration do you want to expand according to the outline?"

Fan Aiguo said: "My hands hurt. My cervical spine hurts. My eyes hurt."

The landlord didn't raise his eyelids and said, "I'm going to eat."

"..."

Thirty-three

No matter how arguing from all walks of life is endless, the popularity of "Black-bellied Gardener Falls in Love with Me" is unstoppably rising.

At the end of this month, Mr. Fan opened a nationwide signing.Speaking of the whole country, in fact, there are some areas in the itinerary that have not been hit by the war.

Fan Aiguo expressed deep concern about this: "What if I am assassinated by the court or the pioneer group?"

The host sneered and said: "They will only try to save your life. An unarmed literati was killed in their territory, and the people's saliva can drown them."

Fan Aiguo said: "Then what if the two sides assassinate me in each other's territory?"

The host said: "You don't have that face for the time being."

"..."

As expected, all local governments have attached great importance to Fan Aiguo's personal safety, and there are officers and soldiers' towns around every signing location.

Although the Wulin League spoke lightly, it still sent an additional group of masters to act as secret whistle.

Xie Liang, the personal bodyguard, had bird guns hidden on his body, and he stood at Yuan Yueyue beside Fan Aiguo, and without squinting his eyes stopped the waves of mad men and women rushing.

"This fan friend, please keep a polite distance and wait in line for your signature."

"Fan Lang!" The girl who was stopped stretched out her arms and said eagerly, "Can you take my handkerchief?"

Fan Aiguo was frightened by his popularity.

He took the silk kerchief she handed over flattered.

"Yeah--" The crowd screamed feverishly, and for a while, Kampa sachets were thrown at him like rain.

Fan Aiguo picked up a sachet, curled his mouth and glanced at Xie Liang.

Xie Liang grinded his teeth without squinting.

Thirty-four

Staying at the inn in the evening, Fan Aiguo asked for a beating: "Master Xie, did I break your sachet record?"

Xie Liang hummed coldly: "People love your writing. But your writing is not your writing."

Fan Aiguo said nonchalantly: "It was not originally, but now it is."

Xie Liang was waiting for a counterattack, and suddenly a secret whistle knocked on the door and said: "The original poster's flying pigeon passes on the book."

Xie Liang took the letter and unfolded a line, then slightly changed his color and said: "...this time it really is not."

Fan Aiguo's heart jumped, and he listened to him: "The pioneer team's big recruit is here."

Thirty-five

Seeing a tombstone hastily erected on the tomb, Zhu Niang couldn't help but knelt down and said, "Heaven, if you feel that I am sincere, tell me to go with Liang Sheng!" But there was a bang in the air, and a white one became pale. Thunder and lightning pierced the sky, "Kala" struck Liang Sheng's grave, and actually split it in half.

Everyone exclaimed and fled, only Zhu Niang was happy and murmured: "Liang Sheng, you are here." Then she jumped and sank into the tomb.Everyone wailed: "Miss! What the hell is this!" When I was going to look for it, there was no trace of Zhu Niang?

Before long, the thunder stopped raining, and suddenly there was a finger to the tombstone and said: "That's..." I saw a pair of colorful butterflies fluttering out of the tomb, playing with each other and slowly flying away.

Thirty-six

"..."

Fan Aiguo blinked blankly as if he had just been split in half by lightning.

Fan Aiguo Road: "What is this?"

Xie Liang handed him the letter paper, and saw the letter read: Excerpted from a new book released by the pioneer group gunmen.

Fan Aiguo Road: "How do they know..."

"Your male protagonist is called Shan Bo and female protagonist is called Yingtai. They don't know that there is a ghost." Xie Liang said, "This time it is good. They found the gunman to write the ending of Liang Zhu first, and it sold well. You If you write like this again, it would be blatant plagiarism and ruin."

Fan Aiguo Road: "What should I do?"

Xie Liang said: "The original poster makes you not panic, and work harder to think of something beyond it, more tragic, more tragic and more brainwashed.

"..."

Fan Aiguo smiled and said, "I was a PPT for a leader. He asked me to work harder to surpass Liang Zhu?"

Xie Liang was silent for a while.

Fan Aiguo went and threw himself onto the bed, lying still on his stomach.