I write novels in Liyue

This is Liyue's instrument.

The sound is clear and distant.

And in his hand, there is a book of "[-] Centimeters per Second" that is blown by the breeze from time to time.

And what he is playing now is a ditty from his hometown.

Under the mast, the crew who stayed on board changed from the usual noise after drinking.

Several crew members were lying on the ship's side, holding wine bottles and drinking one sip at a time, their eyes were reddish, and the macho man was crying.

"Oh, time is really cruel. Remember back then, I also had such a childhood sweetheart in my hometown. She followed me like a follower all day long. I asked her why she followed me. She said she liked me and wanted to grow up. Marry me, I took her to the fields, I squeezed a city out of mud, and said that I would definitely marry her in the future..."

"Aren't you unmarried?"

Said a middle-aged sailor on the side.

"That's right, I didn't get married, because at that time, my father became a sailor in Liyue, and my mother and I moved to Liyue. After I said goodbye to her, we separated. I always wanted to go back to see her, but I had no money, and my family refused to let me, so I had to give up. Until later, I joined Sister Beidou's Southern Cross fleet and got my first salary. The little girl who is going to marry me is already a mother, and she married a person who is not as handsome as I am, I thought she was forced, but when I saw her smile from a distance, I felt I know, she is very happy now, so I left without seeing her, but I still can't let her go, Miss Fang Qiu's "[-] Centimeters per Second" really wrote in my heart."

As the young man spoke, tears flowed out and dripped into the sea.

"Come, drink."

Seeing the young man like this, the middle-aged sailor beside him sighed, lifted the wine bottle, and said.

He and the lad had been on board for several years.

Once the Southern Cross fleet encountered a hurricane at sea, and a civilian ship nearby was killed at the same time.

Sister Beidou saw the boat swaying in the huge waves, and ordered the civilian boat to be pulled into the safe zone regardless of the danger of the keel breaking.

And that time, in order to save the boat, the young man had a big gash in his arm, bleeding profusely, and the paralyzing drugs on the boat were used up, so he could only sew needles directly.

But the kid just tried not to shed a tear, and passed out immediately after sewing.

It can be said that he is a tough guy who can be compared with him.

But when it comes to the past, the tears can't stop.

The young man picked up the wine bottle, gulped down a few swigs, then let out a long breath of foul air, and looked up at the sky full of stars.

"Brother Wanye plays this piece really well."

The young man murmured: "Brother Li, do you think I should do what Miss Fang Qiu wrote, that I should not live in the past, but let go of the past and look forward?"

"Who knows."

The middle-aged uncle said: "In one's life, there will always be things big and small that you can't let go of. Let it be, come and drink."

"Come, drink, and get drunk to relieve a thousand worries."

Several sailors on the side also raised the wine bottles and said.

"Huh, drink."

The young man exhaled another breath of foul air and took a sip of wine.

And on the mast.

Listening to their conversation, Manyo just played quietly without speaking.

And the captain indoors.

"Fang Qiu, this little girl, writes really well."

Beidou closed the sakura-colored pages, lifted the jug and took a sip and said.

"Yeah, I'm not even in the mood to practice rock and roll after watching it."

Xin Yan at the side sighed and said.

"Oh? What? You also have a childhood sweetheart you missed?"

Beidou frowned, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and asked.

"No, but after reading Miss Fang Qiu's writing, I can feel the feeling of regret."

Xin Yan shook his head and said.

"I see."

Beidou said: "This is where this little girl Fang Qiu is so good."

"How about you, Big Dipper? Do you have any childhood sweethearts?"

Xin Yan asked.

"Childhood sweetheart? Of course not. I don't have much interest in that kind of thing. When I was a child, all I could think about was beheading the big fish whose head I had chopped off now."

Beidou laughed, waved his hand, and said.

"As expected of Miss Beidou."

Xin Yan said.

"Speaking of which, I don't know how that woman is doing with her preparations? I'm really looking forward to what she will do."

Beidou narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"That woman? Which woman?"

Xin Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized, that Lord Tianquan.

"By the way, Sister Beidou, Tianquan is recruiting people who know music. I'm wondering whether to sign up for a try. Maybe I can take the opportunity to promote rock music."

"You can try it."

……

At this time, Yujingtai.

It was late at night, and the off-duty time was long past.

In addition to the guards in Yuehai Pavilion, only the secretariat and the top floor of Yuehai Pavilion are still active.

The top floor of Yuehai Pavilion is brightly lit.

Ningguang was standing on the terrace, overlooking the entire Liyue Port.

The melodious wind blew past, gently lifting her platinum-blonde long hair and the hem of her clothes.

After standing on the terrace for a while, Ning Guang returned to the desk and sat down.

There is a book and a stack of documents on the desk.

The cherry-colored book was put aside.

It is Fang Qiu's new book, "Five Centimeters Per Second".

And placed in the center of the desk are the preparatory materials for the filming of "Sword of Immortal Sword".

The above are some tools and resumes for purchasing and photo printing, as well as the hidden publicity report for the printing of "Legend of Sword".

Although it was just a small print, as a businessman, she could feel that this "Sword" would open up a blue ocean that no one had ever set foot on.

And her, the first fleet to sail into this blue sea, will gain a sea area far exceeding that of those who came later.

Of course, the premise is that her ship can't capsize.

After all, shopping malls are like battlefields. If the work "Sword" capsizes, Yingying's filming will fail, resulting in floods of negative reviews.

When other businessmen see the release of "Sword of Immortal Sword", they will react one by one, and will definitely follow up in large numbers.

"However, Fang Qiu's little girl is also quite business-minded, otherwise she wouldn't have said the plan I came up with, and there are some things I didn't even think of. In time, when she has accumulated enough rubbish If you are accumulating, you will surely enter the business world, and by then, there will be an interesting opponent on the chessboard."

Staring at the outside of the terrace, narrowing his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's really exciting."

Chapter 180 What happened to the second sad thing?

At this time, in the dressing room of the bathhouse.

"Hmm... um... so comfortable. After taking a bath, I feel like I can sleep well tonight."

Wrapped in a bath towel, Fang Qiu walked to the locker, stretched, and let out a soft moan.

The bath towel was tightly attached to the snow-white body, showing the curves of Miaoman's body vividly.

The snow-white mountain peak is even more ready to emerge under the stretch of the body when stretching, trying to burst the towel tightly wrapped around the body.

"Sure enough, when there are few people, it is comfortable to take a bath alone."

Fang Qiu opened the closet and took out a bottle of milk drink inside.

She bought it at the drink shop in Mond before she came to the bathhouse.

It is also one of the newly developed drinks in that store.

There was often this scene in the anime in the previous life, the protagonist and the others would often drink milk after taking a bath.

So, she also wanted to try.

So, Fang Qiu crossed her slender and flexible waist, gurgling, wanting to drink it all in one gulp.

However, after drinking half of it, his mouth was full, and milk overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping down the corner of his mouth onto the white snow peak, and then continued to flow down.

She stopped quickly and wiped off the milk on her chest and the corners of her mouth with a towel.

"It's really inconvenient to drink milk in this position, and I have to wash it again later."

Fang Qiu smiled awkwardly, fortunately no one saw it, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

After finishing speaking, he drank the remaining milk slowly.

After drinking, Fang Qiu stuck out his little tongue and licked the milk on his red lips.

Mmmm, it tastes good.

After taking a bath and drinking milk, there is an inexplicable sense of excitement after drinking.

Fanju sincerely does not deceive me.

Then he went back to the bathhouse helplessly, rinsed the parts that were contaminated with milk, and then returned to the dressing room, changed into the change of clothes he brought, and walked out of the bathhouse.

The streets of Liyue are much quieter, there are only a few pedestrians on the road.

The lights were dim.