Fist of Imagination

Liang De raised his hands at a 120-degree angle, with helplessness written all over his face.

"Teacher Fengxian, my image has been distorted like this. What's the point of witnessing the end of Blue Star this time? I didn't do it in vain."

"Is it very twisted? No, it's not."

Tai Feng first stretched out his hand and pointed out a round light water mirror in the air, pointed at the stain on the tissue inside that looked like a dog and said:

"Axian, come and see who this is."

Li Zhixian leaned in front of the water mirror and probed:

"Isn't this Lao Liang? The degree of restoration is very high."

"shut up!"

Liang De glared at her:

"Brother Xian, can you have some backbone? No matter what the boss says, you are what you are. Will Teacher Fengxian fall for this? He will only think you are unprincipled!"

"They are obviously very similar. Don't you usually look in the mirror?"

Li Zhixian said unconvinced: "Look at this face, these eyes, these ears, this tail..."

“Where did I get my tail???”

"I can grow up without you. Lao Liang, do you know what subjective initiative is?"

"Haha, then I have to ask the opponent's fellow debater. As a..."

Liang De and Li Zhixian got into position, and were about to go from the blue star in this world to the edge of the universe, when they heard a loud shout next to their ears:

"You two are almost done!"

Tai Feng slammed the carton first, causing the whole bookstore to shake violently:

"This is a fucking sacrifice to God. I'm still sitting here. Can I be more serious!"

When Boss Tai yelled at them, Liang De and Li Zhixian shut up instantly. They stood side by side with their heads down and playing with their hands, like elementary school students standing in a forced stand.

"You, you, you..."

Tai Feng first stretched out his right finger and pointed, with a look of hatred on his face:

"Forget it, what do I have to say to you? I'm sorry!"

Boss Tai picked up the material scroll and spit three silver stars on it.

"What the hell is this thing written? It's thin and waterless. A primary school student's diary is more interesting than this. Sixty points can't be more!"

Liang De said quickly: "Teacher Fengxian, this is my first time writing, and it is undeniable that the writing is a bit dull, but it is valuable for its authenticity.

"You have even won the Gouxuankan Millennium Literature and Art Award. It can be said that you are the leader of the Kukai literary world that everyone expects. Should you also consider shouldering the social responsibility of cultivating new writers and creating more for the future of cross-strait literature..."

"Shut up."

Tai Feng first slowly raised his middle finger:

"Ade, can you have some backbone? Will I accept your trick? I will only think that you are very unprincipled.

“I’ve given you the three-star guarantee, what else do you want?

"Okay, if you're not satisfied, and you think I don't have a sense of social responsibility, then this Kukai literary leader will do it for you, and I will submit the manuscript to you, and you will pay me, okay?"

After Tai Feng finished speaking, he put on his shoes and stood up to walk under the cardboard altar:

"Come on, sit up. You squat on top of the box, and I'll report to you on the material collection work below."

Liang De quickly stopped the old man:

"No, no, no, no, no, teacher Fengxian, I'm just talking nonsense, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter..."

Tai Feng cursed and sat down again, unfolded the scroll of rated materials, pointed at the large blocks of text on it and said:

"It's so dark. Why are you building a wall here? Who are you? You dare to write like this. It's hundreds of words long and not divided into paragraphs. You're Dostoyevsky."

Liang De: "It could also be Victor Hugo."

"It's okay if you don't divide it into paragraphs. If you write something interesting, people will naturally be patient enough to read it. But damn, what's interesting about these things you write!"

Tai Fengxian poked his fingers back and forth on the scroll:

"Victor Liang, tell yourself, what's so interesting about it!"

Victor Liang lowered his head and made a deep expression as he heard the fist:

“This aspect, and others, are left for readers to discover for themselves.”

Tai Fengxian sneered: "What are you discovering? What can you discover? The whole article is described truthfully. Don't you have any thoughts and feelings of your own?"

Liang De's voice was a little hesitant:

"Ah, beautiful blue star, ah, hateful rice elephant?"

"It's okay, Ade, it's okay. Don't be emotional anymore. Just write down the running accounts."

Tai Feng first balled up the scroll in his hand and threw it away like toilet paper, then said expressionlessly:

"With your level, what qualifications do you have to dictate other people's creations?

"I think this Fang Weiyu's idea is very good. What happened to the Shiba Inu investigator? It's a gimmick to engage in outsiders. Maybe it will become popular one day. What do you know?"

Liang De grimaced, "She's of no use to me if she's popular. In the end, she's not a Shiba Inu. Who knew it was me."

"Old Liang, you are wrong."

Li Zhixian interjected from the side:

"If the novel becomes popular, there will definitely be experts in the industry who will draw you up. Then you can be a new person. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"Brother Xian, this circle you are talking about...what kind of circle is it?"

Li Zhixian flashed his words:

"Well... there may be this circle, and there may be that circle... You know, in the context of this modern subculture's struggle for beauty, it is inevitable that there will be some of this and that... Ahem, anyway, in the end, your purpose as a human being has been achieved, it's harmless. , it’s harmless.”

She patted Liang De on the shoulder:

"Old Liang, so many things in ancient and modern times are just jokes. Just look at it and it will be fine."

"No, I don't want to change, I don't want to change..."

Liang De murmured to himself, his voice full of helplessness.

As a mobile game player with extensive experience, he had experienced too many similar things in his previous life.

Although it is said that as the legend of the Blue Star series increases, it is inevitable that one's personal image will be transformed into a beast by an alienated mother, but this day comes too fast, and Mr. Liang is not mentally prepared yet.

If those things are transmitted to the Ancient Blue Star in the future and are seen by family members...

Hey! For the sake of big things, I don’t stick to trivial matters, and they will definitely understand me.

must!

must……

Woo hoo hoo, I said it must be a sure thing, it must be a sure thing.

Seeing the tragic look on Liang De's face getting stronger and stronger, Tai Feng sighed first and said:

"I personally am opposed to direct interference with creators in principle, but seeing that you have accumulated a lot of pressure at work recently, it is not easy... Well, since you have solemnly protested, I will send you to this world in advance.

"Go meet this Fang Weiyu and see if you can ask her to let you be a human being.

"Be decent and don't use too rough methods. We are all literary and artistic workers, so it is necessary to maintain a little basic respect."

Liang De came back to his senses:

"Teacher Fengxian, what does 'advance' mean?"

"Oh right, you don't know yet."

Tai Feng first pointed to the Sony Ericsson radar on Liang De's wrist:

"The next Blue Star doomsday that you need to witness will happen in Fang Weiyu's world."

Liang De raised his head and looked at the shadow of the evil god sitting on the altar.

"Teacher Fengxian, could it be that... whichever blue star my information is sent to the farthest from now on, that blue star will usher in a catastrophe?"

1. Thank you all for your tips, subscriptions, votes, and Amway support. The list of acknowledgments is so long that I can’t write it down. I turned it into a picture and posted it in this chapter. 2. Dedicate a tribute to Wei La's new book, "I Invented at Hogwarts". Wei La, stop stretching your hips and stand up! 3.Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow ('')