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Yuan Xiao returned to the small room he rented.

It should have come out during the winter solstice of the Yuan Dynasty, and there was a pile of garbage left in the lobby, all of which were leftover instant noodles.

With a baby, there will always be care.

But Yuan Xiao is not good at this.

Does he need a wife or something?

However... With his current situation, no matter in the outer world or the inner world, the probability of finding a wife is not high.

The 300 million years of companionship with the five-finger girl seems to continue.

Fate.

Yuan Xiao returned to school the next day, preparing to attack new absent students.

During this period of time, Su Chenyi, according to the agreement between the two, always came to class.

Yuan Xiao's class is still not taking anything, Su Chenyi has no complaints about it.

It was mainly because of the planning on the eve of Halloween that really shook Su Chenyi.

If it was done by an operation expert, Su Chenyi would not be surprised.

But the person who came up with this plan was the teacher of the first year of high school, so the situation is different.

Su Chenyi felt that Yuan Xiao had a mysterious charm.

Most of the bends are like this.

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and a beautiful figure appeared.

Su Chenyi couldn't help standing up: "Xia Wanqing?"

Yuan Xiao looked back and immediately recognized Xia Wanqing, one of the super beauties in Class [-] of Senior One.

He is also a writer who wants to write a masterpiece of love across the century and leave his name in history.

16 years old this year.

The figure is obviously not in line with the age, exceeding the standard.

With the lessons learned from Garfield, Yuan Xiao now rejects cats that are too fat.

But Xia Wanqing was obviously just right.

"Why did you come to school?" Su Chenyi walked towards the podium, and the rest of the students also raised their eyes.

Xia Wanqing is still very popular in the class.

No way, this is the prerogative of a beautiful woman.

Yuan Xiao was overjoyed, and finally came back one more, he stood up: "Xia..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xia Wanqing took out a utility knife and felt the pulse in her left hand.

"Teacher, I read the outline you sent me last time," Xia Wanqing said with a pleading expression on her face, "Can you give me a definite instruction, will the novel written like that be handed down from generation to generation?"

In view of Xia Wanqing's life goals, Yuan Xiao posted a work outline of his own idea last time after making minor corrections.

The title of the book is Sweet Pet Counterattack - The Heart Treasure of Billions of CEOs.

It is a common theme of online literature in Yuan Xiao's previous travels through the world.

Of course, this world does not yet have web articles.

Yuan Xiao was confused, how to answer this question, a web article, Xia Wanqing really wanted to be handed down from generation to generation.

Wake up quickly.

But if Yuan Xiao just shook her head, she probably cut it off with one knife.

The dead don't.

It's just that the student cut his wrist and committed suicide in the class, and his class teacher will come to an end.

It must be stopped.

This high school class four is really poisonous!

Su Chenyi on the side also covered his face: "Teacher, I just said it, why do you have to mess with Xia Wanqing."

Even if she is a super beautiful woman, her whole body is poisonous.

Yuan Xiao has learned the lesson.

"Wan Qing," he forced a smile, "That's the outline of the teacher's idea, what do you think?"

"It's a rare subject." Xia Wanqing has studied literature to some extent, "However, I always feel that if I write it, it may not be deep enough."

The utility knife in her hand approached her pulse.

"The depth of my production is definitely enough," Yuan Xiao was shocked, "For the target, the depth is absolutely enough."

"Really?" Xia Wanqing didn't believe it, "My parents said that I'm just a freshman in high school, what kind of in-depth works can I write?"

So you know it too!

What kind of famous works can a kid really be able to tinker with?

But at this time, I can't stimulate her, Yuan Xiao smiled: "I personally have my own opinions on the so-called masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

Not only does it refer to what is written, it has epoch-making historical significance, and it also has the meaning of creating a new literary world.

Wan Qing, my outline may not be a milestone in the palace of literature, but in the field of literature, I am 100% sure of finding new ways to innovate. "

Yuan Xiao himself doesn't believe this, who knows what people in this world think of online novels.

In the world of ancient poetry and literature, he has learned what is called the difference in cultural cognition.

But I can't control that much, let's fool people around first.

Xia Wanqing didn't believe it either, she turned to look at Su Chenyi.

Su Chenyi thought it was time for him to add bricks and tiles: "Teacher Yuan, I think if he is not sure, he would not dare to say that to you.

I don't understand literature, but I know that not long ago, my company successfully opened up new markets because of Mr. Yuan's plan, and the turnover increased by 30.00%.

This is the actual result of actual commercial combat, and facts cannot deceive people. "

Xia Wanqing snorted, "I never thought that President Su, who always had his eyes high above his head, would actually admire Teacher so much.

In this case, should I also discuss with the teacher in depth? "

Chapter 43: Entering the Field of Internet Literature

Su Chenyi's words were full of admiration for Yuan Xiao.

This was a good thing, but at this moment, it felt like adding fuel to the fire.

Xia Wanqing's utility knife was already leaning on her pulse: "Then teacher, I can listen to you, but we also made it clear in advance that if the effect you said cannot be achieved by then, I will definitely cut my wrist."

"..." Yuan Xiao suddenly felt that he had entered a big pit again.

Fortunately, after Xia Wanqing finished speaking, she put away the utility knife.

He dragged a chair and sat in front of Yuan Xiao: "Teacher, I have read the outline, and the writing style, which one do you think is better.

My writing skills are said to be poor. "

That's for sure, a rich second-generation high school student, who has not been beaten by society, can have any profound experience.

The text is like the voice of the heart, my heart can't jump, and the words certainly won't be very brilliant.

However, these cannot be used to stimulate Xia Wanqing.

Yuan Xiao thought for a while: "Have you written anything, show me first."

Su Chenyi and several interested people in the class surrounded him.

They have seen a lot of teachers of comprehensive subjects.

But it was the first time they met the teacher who taught the students to write novels.

And I can temporarily persuade (shui, the fourth tone, book friends who are afraid of poor Chinese, please make a special note, so as not to mislead your children) Xia Wanqing, just rush here, everyone should come and watch.

Xia Wanqing took out a notebook and handed it to Yuan Xiao.

After opening Yimu Shixing and reading a few pages, Yuan Xiao understood.

Xia Wanqing's writing style is not bad at all.

On the contrary, it is too literary.

A simple sentence requires a lot of modifiers.

There is also a sense of reading, which makes people feel awkward.

In addition, the plot direction is lukewarm.

After looking at a few photos, there is no suspense, doubt, or attraction.

If it is traditional paper literature, as long as your reputation is big enough, it may not be impossible to write like this.

But put it in the world of online novels that Yuan Xiao wants to open up.

Basically impossible to even sign a contract.

For such an article, Yuan Xiao thinks that others might as well read the famous works of this world.

Yuan Xiao has experienced the world of ancient poetry and prose, and he has also looked up the words of the literary world.

I have to say that in human civilization, in many places, it can be said that different routes lead to the same goal.

The books displayed in the bookstore are actually of a very high standard.

It is absolutely impossible for Xia Wanqing to stand shoulder to shoulder with these writers.

To put it bluntly, this thing is actually Xia Wanqing's fantasy.

A play house game played by the rich lady.

Yuan Xiao wouldn't want to do such a troublesome thing if he hadn't considered unifying Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

Xia Wanqing looked at Yuan Xiao's expression, and she knew the general answer.

"Wow" opened the window, she climbed up and stood on the edge of the window.

"Teacher, it seems that I am destined to miss out on literature. Goodbye to this world." She said without turning her head.

Yuan Xiao's face changed.

Peat, this is highly poisonous, it will kill you at every turn.

"Wait...wait a minute," Yuan Xiao's brow was covered with sweat, "Wan Qing, there is nothing wrong with your writing style.

It's just that what I plan for you this time is to enter the new world of literature.

So I personally think that some writing methods, wording, etc. need to be corrected.

I think that if you can fix it, it guarantees the success of your book. "

No matter, let's fool around first.

Xia Wanqing stood on the edge of the window sill, her short skirt was about to fly up.

what!wrong.

Yuan Xiao wanted to give himself a slap, what was he still thinking at this time.

"Really?" Xia Wanqing turned around and asked, "Are you sure I can still be saved."

"Yes, there must be." Yuan Xiao was sweating profusely.

When I become a god, today's affairs must be thoroughly calculated.

"Okay," Xia Wanqing bowed her head, "then follow what the teacher said, if it doesn't work, I'll jump off the building again."

Yuan Xiao pulled Xia Wanqing down and heaved a sigh of relief.

Su Chenyi was speechless.