Typewriter becomes a daily practice

"In the past, the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan is not a cloud." When Bu Chenqing's eyes fell on this poem, his beautiful peach eyes drooped slightly, covering the melancholy and complicated emotions in his eyes. They looked at each other and smiled together, somehow they felt a little envious, and suddenly understood what it means to "envy only mandarin ducks but not immortals".

Throwing a middle-grade spirit stone, he threw a few jade slips into the storage ring. Of course, he didn't buy the story book for the unromantic reason of worrying that he would cry!

Afterwards, Bu Chenqing turned around and left the bookstore. Outside the bookstore, there was a gentle breeze, and the sun was gentle but not glaring. With warm colors, it shone on the bustling crowd, and the businesses of the small shops were doing very well. All the pedestrians on the road walked together. The smile was sweet, as if the whole Dingjiang city had softened in the warm sun.

Among the crowd was a young man with long hair, with exquisite facial features and a pair of clear almond eyes, flickering at the crowd coming and going, walking slowly with a curious but not annoying look.

Just mixed in the crowd like this, Bu Chenqing saw the young man at a glance. When he looked at the young man, he remembered a picture in his mind. It was once when he and Luo Yantong sat under the same roof, looking up together. When looking up at the starry sky.

That was the last time he was so close to Luo Yantong, so close that he could hug Luo Yantong as long as he stretched out his hand, but he turned his head and looked at Luo Yantong's soft facial features. The stars in the sky seemed impatient to be watched by him, he turned his head and smiled and said, "Don't look at me, look at the night sky."

He wanted to say that the stars are not as beautiful as you, but he has already lost the opportunity to say such ambiguous words. He raised his head, and saw the sky full of stars at a glance, and the incomparably bright Big Dipper, which was very conspicuous among the stars, He thought that Luo Yantong was like the Big Dipper he met and saw, so bright that he couldn't pay attention to it, he felt a little depressed, he still raised his head, and asked: "Why did you choose him in the end?"

He didn't dare to see Luo Yantong's affectionate appearance towards another devil, but he heard Luo Yantong's tone relaxed, as if whenever he mentioned the love in his heart, his voice became sweet: "Because I don't want to let go of someone who is going against the flow of people. Come and hold my hand."

These words suddenly appeared in Bu Chenqing's mind, and then Bu Chenqing walked forward, and after a while, he met the young man's amazing but smiling eyes.

Bu Chenqing is used to hiding his mind-reading skills, but when he looked at the young man, he wanted to see what the young man thought of when he saw him, but when he thought of it, he was used to it and heard it coming from all directions. The chaotic thoughts, very noisy.

His mind was concentrated, and his peach blossom eyes widened slightly. He lowered his head to hide his interest and surprise. He didn't feel any emotions and thoughts of the young man for such a moment. So the young man is the human race from the same hometown as Luo Yantong? ?It was not at all like Luo Yantong back then. Luo Yantong, who had just arrived, didn't panic at all, as if he had expected everything, calm and calm, revealing a maturity that didn't match his age.

And the young man has a curiosity that fits his appearance, and even the occasional smile is a little innocent and innocent, like a well-protected family child, pure and quiet, very well-behaved.

Bu Chenqing was a little surprised, did this young man write the script that made him feel a little fluctuated?Bu Chenqing walked slowly to the side of the young man, who was standing in front of a crossword puzzle stand. He didn't guess the crossword puzzle himself, but blinked his eyes to see others guessing. , the teenager will also show a bit of regret.

"Looking at it for so long? Why don't you guess it yourself?" Bu Chenqing was a little surprised when he said it. He hasn't taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with others for a long time.

Bu Chenqing suppressed the surprise in his heart, and saw the young man scratching his head, his cheeks were flushed, and said with some embarrassment: "I think it's more interesting to watch other people guess."

Hearing this, Bu Chenqing thought that the first time he noticed the young man was because among the bustling crowd, only the young man stopped in his tracks and stood aside looking at the bustling crowd.

"Then you look at me and guess?" Bu Chenqing couldn't help being a little curious about the young man. Seeing the young man bent his eyes and nodded, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

"Boss, I want to guess some crossword puzzles." Bu Chenqing said slowly to the white-haired old man in a black Taoist robe.

The old man looked very kind, and Bu Chenqing could tell at a glance that the old man was not very old, and his bone age was about forty. If it is dark, add eyes and fly away."

Bu Chenqing knew the answer in the blink of an eye. From the corner of his eye, he saw the young man thinking, but he was not in a hurry to say the answer. It was not until the young man's eyes lit up that Bu Chenqing said, "Wu."

The old man went on to say: "Look at the beautiful scenery on a good day."

This is not a difficult crossword puzzle. Bu Chen swept away the young man who was watching him intently, pondered for a while, and then answered: "Tian."

After guessing several times in a row, Bu Chenqing purposely made himself seem to be guessing faster and faster, noticing the flash of contentment in the young man's eyes, Bu Chenqing had a guess in his heart.

Then Bu Chenqing smiled and said to the young man, "Next time, Bu Chenqing, what about you?"

Hearing the words, the young man opened his eyes wide, his clear apricot eyes were filled with obvious surprise, and he blurted out: "I have been admiring my name for a long time! My name is Dazi Ji."

After hearing this, Bu Chenqing thought of the pseudonym Typewriter, and couldn't help but smile: "So your pseudonym is a homonym of your name?"

Answer Ziji smiled but did not deny it, when he heard that Bu Chenqing invited him to a teahouse for a drink together, out of curiosity about this legendary romantic prince, Answer Ziji nodded.

It has to be said that Bu Chenqing is a demon who is very good at closing distances and chatting very well, and his behavior and behavior inadvertently revealed his self-cultivation and demeanor. Bu Chenqing would stretch out his long arms so that Answer Ji could walk without feeling crowded.

After entering the teahouse, Bu Chenqing will also considerately let Answer Ji choose the tea he wants to drink, and introduce it in a timely manner. During the introduction, he will not talk about the appearance of the tea, but only the taste of the tea, and will also be simple Bring two sentences about the origin of a certain tea and its allusions.

Just through the witty introduction when picking tea, An Ziji relaxed, and the chatterbox gradually opened up.

Bu Chenqing also learned that the original answer Ji was as he had guessed, whether it seemed that the crowds seemed to be coming and going unintentionally, or it seemed that it seemed interesting to watch others guess the crossword puzzle, in fact, it was all for the purpose of watching people guess. The expressions, gestures, and actions that people show inadvertently deepen the portrayal of different characters in his mind.

In this way, Bu Chenqing finally understood why such a simple and quiet personality could write a story that touched his heart. Thinking of this, Bu Chenqing couldn't help but sincerely said: "Your story is very good, I am very happy." I like it, I almost cried."

Seeing Bu Chenqing smiled and said that she was about to cry, she couldn't help but be surprised when she answered Ziji, her expression was clearly "You are a demon who has passed through Qianfan and you are so easy to be touched", Bu Chen Looking at the undisguised expression of Answer Ji, Qing couldn't help laughing: "No way, sometimes I just feel the same way."

Sure enough, he is a monster with a story, and answering Jiji was feeling emotional, and heard Bu Chenqing say very calmly: "It's too difficult to let go of the white moonlight in my heart."

Answer Ziji nodded, looking at Bu Chenqing's emotional appearance, a flash of light flashed in his heart, Bu Chenqing looked at Answer Ziji's clear apricot eyes, for some reason, he had a long-lost desire to talk, everyone felt that He should look like a prodigal son. No one believes that he used to have only one person. No one believes that he will be very sad and inferior, so he can only hold his head high and act like I didn't care, as if the apex of my heart had never bleed.

Bu Chenqing said it was a confidant, but he didn't tell a story like a story, but complained more like a memory, and the melancholy was greater than the complaint.

"I also left a shadow in his eyes, but I didn't live up to it and couldn't keep it."

"When he looks at me, it's more like looking at an ignorant child, a proud and self-willed child, so he will smile at me, and all my seemingly romantic methods will fall apart in his smile."

"He said that he didn't choose me in the end because the guy he chose would hold his hand against the flow of people. I wanted to say that I would do the same, but I didn't say anything because I was afraid that he would feel embarrassed."

He has never been so clumsy that he liked someone, but in the end he lost completely. Answer Ziji thought this way, he has never experienced such a relationship, but it sounds a little sad. If you put your heart into love, there will always be such a thing. Two or three points of pain to the bone, but because the pain was brought by the sweetheart, he is always willing, like eating honey.

"I made you laugh." Bu Chenqing took a sip of his tea and relaxed a little. He smiled, "It's hard work after listening to so much nonsense from me."

Answer Zi Ji shook his head, paused, and then said: "I have never experienced such a relationship, I only know that people often say that love is the most difficult thing to overcome. In my opinion, if you feel that white moonlight in your heart, you If you can let it go, then try to let it go, if you really can't let it go, then hang that white moonlight high, it doesn't matter if you hang it in your heart."

Saying the answer, Ji chuckled: "Anyway, you can't pick it, you can't touch it, and what's not yours is not yours after all."

Bu Chenqing had heard too much talk about letting go, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's good that what's not mine is not mine after all!"

Answering Ziji and Bu Chenqing, who had a very happy talk, drank a few pots of tea and then met again next time. Seeing Bu Chenqing leaving with brisk steps, Answering Ziji also walked back, thinking in his mind A lot of stories.

Just walking like this, a beautiful figure came into Da Ziji's eyes, and Da Ziji couldn't help but stop, watching the man walking slowly, with lotuses growing every step of the way, his long black hair was tied high at random with a long rope Raised up, revealing a smooth forehead, eyes as bright as obsidian, arrogance and coldness, just a simple black long dress, but there is a hint of heroism.

So lovely!

A Ziji thought in this way, the man walked straight past him, and A Ziji was still staring at her back in a daze, he hadn't seen such a good-looking person for a long time, so good-looking that he could catch people's eyes at a glance In the past, the last time I saw such a good-looking person was when I saw Ah Mo's real appearance. Thinking of this, An Ziji sighed lightly, stretched out his hand and patted his face twice, and cheered up again.

But what An Ziji didn't know was that the tips of the ears of the man who stunned him were slightly red, and he quickly turned into an alley, then leaned against the wall, poked out his head, and watched his back gradually disappear like an obsidian. His eyes gradually became darker.

This person is none other than Tan Shaomo. After Tan Shaomo felt that the typewriter was the person he was looking for, when he found out that the typewriter's new story book was first released in Dingjiang City, he was inexplicably sure that the typewriter must be in Dingjiang City at this moment. , Even the queen came to Dingjiang City without saying a word.

Today is his first day in Dingjiang City. He was walking on the street. He wanted to go to the bookstore to see if he could find any clues, but when he saw a pair of clear almond eyes, he couldn't help but tremble. , He he he, he found it!

Then after talking about Shao Mo, he found that the clear almond eyes were staring at him all the time, and he couldn't help but raise his head and chest out, thinking that he was a woman at this time, and the "girl's family" that Cen Yilin once said appeared in his mind. If you walk like a man, if you stride too far, it will be ugly." Then he subconsciously controlled his long legs.

After sneaking into the alley, Tan Shaomo couldn't help but feel a little hot, wondering if he behaved well just now, and whether he could satisfy Answer Ji, thinking like this, he couldn't help looking at Answer Ji, and slowly disappeared , and then he felt that Answer Ji was very satisfied, and he heard Answer Ji thinking in his mind: "It's so beautiful! It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen except Ah Mo!"

Tan Shaomo felt that he was a little disappointed, his heart was beating a little fast, and he couldn't help showing a smile, he thought, really, why are you so good at praising others!

At this time, a post with an extremely cute painting style appeared on the cloud altar.

#Our Potato Essence!real!not fat!Really slim! #

The most beautiful potato essence in the main building: After watching "Quick Transmigration: Let You Dream", I was really sweetened and wanted to be more careful with the typewriter, but I have to say one thing, I hope the typewriter can see it, Our potato essence is slim!real!Our main body may look rounder!

Little Demon King on the first floor: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you are so cute, do your patriarchs know that!

The landlord on the second floor: Go back upstairs, you know, our patriarch watched my post, and he is very supportive of me.

Jin Yuanbao on the third floor: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, no, the whole family of Tuojing are so cute! [laughs]

Chinese cabbage on the fourth floor: I know, I know a friend who is good at potatoes, and his style of painting is exactly the same as that of the original poster. It’s really pleasing! [cute]

Wood on the fifth floor: I just want to say that after this volume, there will be fewer Potato Essence singles. [Thinking]

Feixue on the sixth floor: Alright, I'm going to the Southeast City to grab Potato Essence and become a Taoist companion!

Tangtang on the seventh floor: Take me one, take me one!

What they were talking about was a world in "Quick Transmigration: Let You Dream". Zuo Meng was very angry, so she asked Dandan to let her choose the cannon fodder and choose the world. Dandan readily agreed. It seemed to Zuo Meng that Zuo Meng was a very dedicated and excellent host, so he gave Zuo Meng a few scripts for Zuo Meng to choose.

After Zuo Meng quickly scanned, he chose a silly and sweet story in the fairyland. Although the story happened in the fairyland, because it was a love storybook, the interpersonal relationship was unexpectedly simple, and there was only one cannon fodder in this storybook. This cannon fodder is a stupid potato spirit in Zuo Meng's eyes.

The potato essence was picked up by Xianjun when he went down to the world to practice. Because he picked it up, he threw it into the garden. Potatoes become spirits, potato essences, potato essences are simple-minded, and want to get close to Xianjun, Xianjun sees that potato essences are stupid, so he takes care of them.

The Potato Essence is small, chubby, and soft when poked, so Xianjun puts the Potato Essence in his arms from time to time to let the stupid Potato Essence learn more.

Until one day Xianjun picked up a bunch of orchid grass, the orchid grass was a little wilted, but green and tender, Xianjun was afraid that the orchid grass would not survive, so he put it in a vase in his room, kept it in spiritual water, within two days, the orchid grass Then he stood tall and straight.

When Tuo Jing looked for Xian Jun several times, he found that Xian Jun was concentrating on tending the orchid grass. Potato Jing was stupid and laughed that the orchid grass would not roll in the mud by itself, so it would grow well if it rolled in the mud!

The orchid grass that Tuo Jing didn't know was the official consort of the immortal king, until one day the orchid grass took the shape of a human being, slender and delicate, completely different from him.

In the story book, Potato Jing hid wisely, until later, when the fairy was injured, Potato Jing gave all his essence to the fairy, and this time he finally became able to stay in the mud , ordinary potatoes that can't even be rolled.

The reason why Zuo Meng chose Potato Essence is because in his opinion, the more innocent and less concerned, the easier it is to fall into a sweet dream.

When Zuo Meng entered the world, the orchid grass had already turned into a human form, Zuo Meng said to Tuo Jing, "Do you want to be with Xianjun forever?"

Potato Jing secretly glanced at Xianjun who was watering the bluegrass that had become a prototype again, and nodded: "Think about it."

Zuo Meng was very satisfied, this stupid potato essence didn't need to be fooled at all, so Zuo Meng said: "Close your eyes, and you can be with Xianjun all the time."

When Potato Jing opened her eyes, she habitually looked up at Xianjun's room, and found that there was no vase with bluegrass on the window sill. Potato Jing couldn't help being overjoyed. Sit down and look at Xianjun's room with your face in your hands.

Potato Jing actually likes Yuanzi very much, because Yuanzi is facing the back window of Xianjun's room, and he can see Xianjun at a glance.

When I saw Xianjun waving to him, I said to him: "Go, I will take you out for a stroll."

Potato Jing trotted all the way, and saw Xianjun smiled gently at him, and then stretched out his hand to touch his face in a funny way: "Did it hit somewhere again? It hurts, and I shed tears."

He didn't shed tears, he just realized that Xianjun hadn't taken him out for a long time, he shook his head: "No, I just miss Xianjun."

"You," Xianjun said with a fondness in his tone, "what can you do without me."

When Tuo Jing heard this, tears fell uncontrollably, he really didn't know what to do without Xianjun?He is not as good-looking as bluegrass, not as delicate, not as slender as bluegrass, he is chubby, and he is not smart.

The more I thought about Potato Jing, the sadder she became, and the more I cried. At this time, I thought that Potato Jing had just fallen, and the usual gentle face showed obvious panic. He picked up Potato Jing, limp Yes, it was as soft as if tears had fallen into his heart, which made him feel distressed: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, good..."

Immortal Healing Techniques Don’t sprinkle fairy energy on potato essence all at once. While crying, potato essence can’t help inhaling fairy energy, sucking and sucking, potato essence hiccups, stretches out his arms to hug Xianjun, and mutters in a low voice : "Xianjun, I'm so sleepy..."

Xianjun looked at Little Tudou who was crying and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder, it was funny and helpless, but he still patted Little Tudou's back gently as if he was putting a child to sleep.

In the dream, Potato Essence couldn't stop sticking to the Immortal Monarch. This time, Zuo Meng clearly felt that Potato Essence must have been indulging in a beautiful dream. Zuo Meng felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by his own wit.

What Zuo Meng didn't know was that, as Potato Jing fell into a sweet dream, Xianjun noticed that Little Tudou's soul was silent, so he found Tuo Jing's dream all the way.

When Xianjun saw Little Tudou who was holding him to sleep and didn't let go, he was taken aback for a moment, and then pulled the quilt on Little Tudou, revealing a big waist, what if he felt cold in his dream.

Potato Jing slowly opened his eyes, and it felt so good to be able to see Xianjun in his eyes: "Xianjun! Xianjun! Didn't you say that you want to teach me to recite poems today?"

Xianjun pretended that he knew everything without changing his face, then took out a collection of poems and asked Tudou Jing to pick one. Tudou Jing stretched out his finger, and Xianjun said slowly: "Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not Yun. Take Hua Cong to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king."

Potato King knows this poem. This is the only poem he remembers. It was when he saw Xianjun running out angrily and just watering the bluegrass regardless of his yelling. He sneaked down to a school by accident , there was a man in blue with long hair and hands behind his back in the school, speaking this poem slowly.

"This poem means that if you have experienced the magnificent sea, you will not be attracted by other waters... In your heart, he is the best person, and no one can replace him..."

No one can replace him, Potato Essence silently memorized the poem after hearing it.

When I heard Xianjun chanting like this, I didn't even know that this was a sad poem. Potato essence raised her head with a smile and said: "Xianjun, you are my sea."

Little Tudou's eyes were shining brightly, his eyes were full of him, his body was soft, his voice was soft, and he told him that he was his sea, and then Xianjun's face was softly pasted, Little Tudou was stupid. Xixi smiled: "Mine."

For a moment, Xianjun was a little jealous of Xianjun in Little Tudou's dream, and it was time for his Little Tudou to wake up.

So when Zuo Meng happily hummed a little song and was about to commit suicide, he saw Xian Jun striding forward, Zuo Meng had an ominous premonition: "Why don't you come here to hold orchid grass!"

The next moment, Zuo Meng got out of Tuo Jing's body, watched Xian Jun hug Tuo Jing, kissed Tuo Jing's eyes, and said softly: "I never hugged him, only hugged you."

Potato Jing opened his eyes, still a little dazed, thinking he was still in a dream, so he hugged him back, then "babbled" on Xianjun's face, and smiled silly.

Eggy twirled happily, and unceremoniously praised his hardworking host: "This world is completed faster than before. I thought you picked it yourself because you wanted to relax. I didn't expect you to work so hard!"

Zuo Meng twitched the corner of her mouth: keep smiling :)

The author has something to say: Are you bigger than your heart every day?

【small theater】

The answer is Ji: Ah!So lovely!

Tan Shaomo: No wonder I gave him the soul seal, he is really a compliment!