I want to know who killed me

This is obviously his servant!

Shao Ting turned his head, stared at Zhu Sheng who looked like a crazy fanboy, and rolled his eyes angrily.

Xiao Zhanqiu nodded as usual, motioning for Zhusheng to lay down without courtesy, and then Zhusheng stood up, but his eyes still did not leave the leader.

Shao Ting couldn't stand it anymore, he put his hand on Zhusheng's shoulder, and said quietly: "Little Zhusheng, is this going too far?"

Zhu Sheng didn't turn her head back: "What is too much?"

Shao Ting: "..."

Shao Ting pressed his face with both hands, turned him back forcibly, and said word by word: "You shouldn't have forgotten, you are my servant, right?"

"I haven't forgotten," Zhu Sheng said with no shame on her face, "but Madam is also the leader's servant, so Zhusheng is also the leader's servant, of course you must greet the leader first."

Shao Ting: "..."

Shao Ting said firmly, "Then you should greet me now, right?"

Zhu Sheng pouted, reluctantly said: "Hi Ma'am."

Shao Ting almost cried out.

Why do you feel that his status in the Devil's Cult is getting lower and lower?Although it has never been higher...

Xiao Zhanqiu interrupted the sad conversation in time, and asked, "What did Lin Ru tell you when you went to the Siwenguan this time?"

Zhu Sheng finally remembered the business, and after briefly recounting the trivial things, he began to talk about the main points: "My brother said that he hopes to change "Chaos in the Rivers and Lakes" from the serialization of Qixingzhai to a single serialization."

"Oh?" Xiao Zhanqiu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Shao Ting's face, "Is the reputation of "The Chaos of the Rivers and Lakes" so good?"

Zhu Sheng smiled and said: "It is indeed the most popular article ever."

Xiao Zhanqiu looked at Shao Ting: "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" Shao Ting hurriedly responded, smiling and narrowing his eyes as early as when Zhu Sheng was talking about it, "I have no problem, but if there is a single copy, is there any word count requirement?"

In modern times, 30 to [-] books are printed casually, but ancient technology is not so developed, so I don’t know how much work it takes to make one book.

Zhu Sheng repeated Lin Ru's request.

The number of words in a single book should be between 25 and [-]. Shao Ting is required to deliver the manuscript within [-] days at the frequency of one book a month, and the remaining five days will be proofread, printed and bound by the staff of the bookstore.

After hearing this, Shao Ting thought that it would be fine for him to publish three books a month with this number of words.

But he didn't say this. After all, the most important thing in writing a story is to whet the appetite of the readers. Only when the appetite of the readers is whetted will he be interested in pursuing it. Most of the readers who broadcast ten episodes at once and go straight to the finale will make readers Aesthetic fatigue.

However, there is a suggestion that he still has to mention: "Zhusheng, do you think if I add illustrations to the book, with the printing standard of Siwenguan, can I print the pictures as well?"

Zhu Sheng was surprised: "Madam can paint?"

Shao Ting nodded and said: "Know it a little bit. Although it is not as good as those masters, it is definitely better than ordinary people."

No matter what, you can't lose face as an art student.

Now even Xiao Zhanqiu was a little surprised. Didn't he see that the usually stupid boy is so versatile?

Shao Ting benefited greatly from being watched by these two eyes.

Zhu Sheng said: "The painting has never been printed before, why don't you draw a rough one first, I will send someone to the Si Wenguan, let the printing master study it, there should be no major problems."

Shao Ting waved his hand immediately: "Bring paper and pen!"

Due to the difficulty of printing, Shao Ting did not draw too many fancy paintings. Most of them were outlined and filled with ink, and only a few places were colored. In less than half an hour, a lifelike Xiao The portrait of the leader was born.

As a person who watched the painting come out, Zhu Sheng was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

Shao Ting put down the brush and put his hands on his hips triumphantly.

In modern times, he can’t say it’s a big touch, a small touch is still competent, and the simple ink characters are basically sprinkled with water, and they are not professional works for selling money. It is enough to have a meaning, and the paintings are more casual. Mind.

It will take some time for the ink to dry, Shao Ting didn't dare to touch the painting immediately, but he praised Shao Ting in a stunning tone: "Ninth Madam, I really didn't realize that you are still hiding something."

"There are many more hidden!" Shao Ting boasted.

Xiao Zhanqiu gave him a funny look.

This kind of personality that shines brightly when given a little sunshine really makes people wonder what to say, but fortunately it is not a bad thing.

As soon as the ink dried, Zhusheng couldn't wait to roll up the drawing paper, found another piece of cloth to wrap it up, took the [-]-character manuscript provided by Shao Ting, and ran out of Huainan Palace without stopping.

Xiao Zhanqiu looked at Shao Ting lying on the table with a fluttering expression, and couldn't help but said, "Are you planning to put calligraphy and painting together?"

"Huh?" Shao Ting regained his senses from the fantasy of a bright future, "Yeah, why not if you have the opportunity, then again, Master Xiao, since the first publication of Qixingzhai, you haven't given me any payment for the manuscript. Eh."

Xiao Zhanqiu raised his eyebrows: "You asked me?"

Shao Ting said: "Isn't the Siwenguan the property of the Demon Cult? Naturally, all the money of the Demon Cult is in the hands of the leader. Otherwise, you will ask the Siwenguan to pay me."

Xiao Zhanqiu just said: "I'm not responsible for this, you can ask Zuo Wenyuan about the money."

Shao Ting said: "If I ask him, will he give me the money?"

"..." Xiao Zhanqiu said, "Not necessarily."

Shao Ting had an expression that I knew: "That's it, why don't you just give it to me, what's 20 taels and 50 taels, you can give it to me."

Xiao Zhanqiu frowned and said, "What do you want so much money for?"

"Of course it's flowers," Shao Ting saw Xiao Zhanqiu's reluctance, so he had to confess, "I heard someone on the road today saying that there will be a temple fair in a few days, you want to go for a stroll, can't you? "

Xiao Zhanqiu said: "It is possible, but you don't have to take the money yourself."

Shao Ting said: "Then I'm going to buy something, who wants it, bamboo fungus?"

Xiao Zhanqiu pointed to himself without saying a word.

Shao Ting widened his eyes and said in surprise: "You want to accompany me to the temple fair?!"

Xiao Zhanqiu was unhappy: "What is your expression?"

"...a flattered expression," Shao Ting quickly picked up his jaw that had dropped from shock, "I thought your usual hobbies were practicing martial arts and beating people, and you wouldn't like going to temple fairs."

Xiao Zhanqiu said: "I really don't like it, it will be very noisy."

Shao Ting: "..." Then what are you talking about.

Xiao Zhanqiu said: "But if you want me to go with you, I can also reluctantly."

Reluctantly your size!

Shao Ting really wanted to go back like this, but it seemed that Master Xiao didn't intend to give him some money. For the sake of the Lord, he had no choice but to smile and said: "Then we will see each other on the day of the temple fair."

Master Xiao replied with a cold "Yes".

A few days before the temple fair, Shao Ting couldn't get out.

The first reason is that Xiao Jiaozhu knows the taste of food, and pesters him every night, making him very tired, and he always wakes up at noon the next day, with backache and back pain, and a strong sense of kidney deficiency .

In the afternoon, he had to code and write. For his own career, Shao Ting had to give up entertainment time.

Of course, even if he wants to entertain, no one can accompany him to entertain him--Xiao Hierarch only likes to do bed exercises with him, and bamboo pipes can at most help him grind ink. Zuo Wenyuan is not very familiar with him, and You Wuying wants to Killing him with his eyes, let alone Liu Chengying.

The article "Chaos in the Rivers and Lakes" was originally intended to test the waters, so his outline is not very long, and it is even designed to be a type that can be cut in half at any time.After publishing a single volume this time, it is estimated that the publication of another volume will almost complete it.

After finishing the daily schedule, Shao Ting began to think about another matter.

He hadn't expected that the Qingqiong Sect's report would attract so much attention, but after it was taken seriously, the next series of operations became very important. After all, it was an appetizer to cleanse the Demon Cult, and it must not be anticlimactic.Shao Ting pondered for two days and planned to write a short story of less than [-] words. He wrote a story about the process of Master Xiao's extermination of the Qingqiong Sect, and paired it with two portraits of Master Xiao's wise and martial arts.

He even thought of the title of the short story, it's called "Xiao Jiaozhu vs. Qing Qiong Old Demon"!

After Xiao Zhanqiu heard about it, he expressed extreme disgust.

But he didn't intend to stop Shao Ting, even though he wrote dozens of pages about the matter between himself and the Qingqiong Sect, it seemed that Xiao Jiaozhu, one of the parties involved, couldn't help but think—this is what the hell wrote is it him?But after all, what ordinary people read is the story, not the facts, and the key point is that the story is wonderful.

It took one day to code the short story, and another day to polish and paint. On the third day, Shao Ting asked Zhusheng to send the manuscript to the Siwenguan.

As for whether it is possible to print pictures, I got an answer a day ago-absolutely!Colors are also available!

Shao Ting is not concerned about how ancient technology can print colored paintings in batches. The wife of the leader who has completed all the work is now full of temple fairs!

It has been almost two months since he came to this world. The first half of the time he stayed in the main altar of the Demon Cult, and the second half was on his way. He had no time to appreciate the customs and customs of this era. If he goes with him, if he doesn't seize the opportunity, he doesn't know when he will have to wait for the next time he comes out to play.

After all, Shao Ting also knew that the leader Xiao seemed to come to Huainan this time to find someone, and it was impossible for him to be so idle all the time.

As soon as the lanterns came on, Shao Ting couldn't wait to take Master Xiao out.

Followed by a little tail named Liu Chengying.

Fortunately, Shao Ting didn't intend to come out to date the leader, so he didn't feel anything special, so he let him go.

Not to mention the fact that Zhusheng, the guards of the palace, and the hidden guards who don't know where they are hiding have been following from afar, and there will be no taste of a two-person world.

This temple fair is said to be the grandest of the year in Huainan, and the streets and alleys are crowded with people.

Shao Ting could only hug Xiao Zhanqiu's arm tightly to avoid being scattered by the crowd.

Liu Chengying followed behind, speechless: "Look, look, can't you take care of people who don't have wives? How cruel."