Writing novels is invincible

"Then I will give you a bamboo stone."

After speaking, he wrote on the title page of the first volume with a pen:

竹石

He insisted that Qingshan would not relax, and Ligen was in the broken rock.

Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from southeast to northwest.

After finishing writing, he handed over the book and said with a smile:

"It's ugly."

Xue Ziwei took it over and read it word by word softly. The expression on her face couldn't tell whether she liked it or was disappointed, she just said softly:

"Well written!"

After thinking about it, he looked at Chu Tianxing with a smile:

"There's still a second volume."

"Ah?" Chu Tianxing was stunned: "The title page of the second volume, do you want me to write a poem?"

Xue Ziwei slapped her long eyelashes twice: "If you don't do it, you can't stop!"

"Is this sentence interpreted in this way?"

Chu Tianxing muttered, thinking about it, there is no problem. Just as he was about to swipe his pen, Xue Ziwei made another request:

"Can you write a love poem?"

It happened that Qin Ling came over with the brewed tea, she rolled her eyes unhappily when she heard this, and said to herself:

"That's a lot to ask for."

But she has always taken care of Chu Tianxing's face.

Xue Ziwei was a Chu Tianxing fan, and she liked him so much. Qin Ling cared about Chu Tianxing's face, so of course she would not resist her openly, but would guard her all the way to prevent her from doing evil things to Chu Tianxing.

He didn't say much at the moment, handed the teacup to Xue Ziwei's hand, and said:

"Sister Xue, please drink tea."

After Xue Ziwei took the teacup, Qin Ling sat on the chair diagonally opposite her, with her head held high, her eyes piercingly fixed on Xue Ziwei.

And Chu Tianxing couldn't help feeling dizzy after hearing Xue Ziwei's request.

Love poems?

Master, you are trying to embarrass me, Xiao Chu!

He politely declined at the moment:

"Ziwei, the theme of this novel..."

Xue Ziwei said solemnly:

"Shooting the Condors is certainly a story about the growth of a tenacious teenager, but the love story between Xiao Guo and Huang Rong is also the biggest highlight, even the most attractive one! So, writing a love poem shouldn't be considered a digression, right?"

"..."

Chu Tianxing was speechless, and said to his wife, you really know how to talk, forget it, if you don’t do it, you can’t stop, love poems are love poems.

At the moment, the great transportation technique is sacrificed, and a poem is brought in:

Banana leaves are passionate, one leaf is comfortable and the other is healthy.

Naturally, the lovesickness can't be exhausted, but it teaches the wind and rain to resent the autumn sound.

There was originally Nalan Xingde's "Life is just like the first time I saw it" and Cangyang Gyatso's love poem to write, but after thinking about it, it was not suitable, so I reluctantly chose this song "Ode to Banana".

Xue Ziwei took it and recited it silently, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He looked up at Chu Tianxing, got up and said:

"Okay, the autographs are coming, and I even got two poems over the quota. If I make a lot of money tonight, I won't bother you. Skywalker, thank you."

Then he picked up two books and left.

This sharpness surprised Qin Ling slightly:

"Hey, you just left? You really didn't intend to use force?"

Chu Tianxing didn't think too much about it, and said with a smile:

"Why are you in such a hurry, you didn't take a sip of the tea Ling'er made..."

"That's right!" Xue Ziwei was taken aback, then walked back in two steps, picked up the hot teacup and drank it down in one gulp, then smacked her small mouth twice:

"It's a little hot, but it tastes good."

She smiled and waved to Chu Tianxing and Qin Ling:

"I am leaving."

Qin Ling got up and waved her hands: "Goodbye, Sister Xue."

Chu Tianxing sent her to the door, and when he was about to say goodbye, Xue Ziwei suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Have you practiced boy kung fu?"

Chu Tianxing was startled: "What boy's skill?"

Seeing him like this, Xue Ziwei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, giggled, turned around and ran:

"I understand! See you tomorrow, Chu Tianxing!"

Looking at her inexplicably cheerful back, Chu Tianxing was bewildered and bewildered.

[There are [-] words today, please get a ticket~! 】

147, different spells, hole card [1/3]

midnight.

Chu Tianxing finished a round of meditation, locked the bedroom door, entered the Rubik's Cube space, and came to the room full of evil spirits and growing Yin Linguo.

After entering, he sat down cross-legged without saying a word, and led the evil spirit into his body.