The days of being a writer in a different world

Zhechongqian really lived up to his imposing name, and the rush of money made the master tremble. Based on the auction price of the short story of "Peach Blossom Spring", several 8-figure sums were added, which did not make the master feel at all. There is a chance that the "heretical" idea of ​​"wanting to auction" will appear.

Seeing the young Master An's golden eyes, and the dizzy look of being knocked down by the huge power of money, Zhe rushed forward and was also secretly proud.Throwing money is also skillful, if you don't spend it, you will lose it if you do.Adding little by little, begging hard to bargain, not only loses the best, but also damages the friendship between each other.

The friendship with Master Zhen Guo is much more precious than this little thing!

The ancients said: Talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money!

The little abacus in his heart was also rattling.What is a spiritual book?It is the cornerstone of the world and the foundation of human beings!A township spiritual book is a treasure of the country, not to mention that this special spiritual book is not only closely related to the national economy and people's livelihood, but also has such a good effect. .

Not to mention that it is so plump and fragrant, and the market customs are like life, but it still wants to talk, half concealed, and it is sent to the literary review with the highest rating of N16 (under the age of 16 is not allowed to read or buy), the general public is so impressed. It is absolutely delightful.

As long as the general "vulgar books" that can't inspire spirits are of this kind of subject matter and have a bit of writing style, the sales volume will be booming. When this national milestone spirit book comes out in the future, the old Zhejia's late mood will be overwhelming. Holding the spiritual book and staring in all directions, with his nose turned to the sky, he shouted: Who else? !

It is indeed a bit stressful to take out such a sum of cash all at once, and it took a lot of effort to borrow and mortgage, in exchange for the appreciation of the master, it is worth it!Quite worth it!Acceptance is soft, and the master is willing to accept it, so there is no need to worry that he will not contribute wholeheartedly to his later wishes in "Wenhuiji".

Just over 16 years old, Master An, who is barely able to read the spiritual book written by himself, has a bank card in his pocket, and enters a sleepwalking state with his feet on cotton.

Without a little bit of defense, why did it suddenly become so embarrassing?In the first few books, I went step by step, and I was more entangled in various complicated things than I was happy, and I didn't care about my pocketbook.But this time, Lao Zhe's straight punch directly sent his small purse deposit to 9 figures... so frightening!

To say that this is a literary giant, I feel guilty.He is a visitor all over the world, but he just stepped on the shoulders of giants and made some small adaptations and emotional integration.But when it comes to Wenhao, let alone Huaguo, it is estimated that he can rank in the hundreds of places in this different world.

Holding this heavy bank card, Cheng Chen walked slower and slower.With the support of this huge amount of money, his life has no material pressure at all, not to mention that he is not a very material person at first, but a technical geek who wears a mask and wanders in society for a better life.

what is lifeTeacher Gao said: It’s not just about living, there’s also poetry and distance.

Because of the golden finger of crossing and the lucky value of reincarnation, it can be said that he has basically never endured the "suffering" of life in this different world, even when he first woke up with no one to rely on, no relatives by his side, and no family. Treat his material life badly.

Although there were hardships and pains step by step, he broke through under the protection of kindness and love. Maybe what was waiting ahead was not only poetry and the distance, but he was fearless.

"When the money reaches a certain amount, it is just a number." This kind of backache-free words, he used to bend down and listen to investors and Party A casually showing off.Only now, when his purse was about to overflow, did Cheng Chen understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Thinking of the suffering of the younger sister of the Lin family who was unable to enlighten the spirit that day, the pinholes on the arms of the younger brother Lin, and the silent children lying in the "bucket" in Chakan Village, standing outside the hotel door just to rub the children Parents with a bit of spirituality, there are more and more children who can't even be called human beings and can only be called "meat fruit"...

Cheng Chen let out a long breath, and decided so happily, "It's better to be scared alone than to be scared by others", let Teacher He be shocked too, and send half of the money to the "Young Seedling Fund"!Seeing the conscientious, responsible and enthusiastic caring attitude of Teacher He and those college volunteers, he also has a good impression of this fund.More importantly, er, if a lazy person wants to do good deeds, he will only shout: "Pay the bill!"

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The children in the academy were assigned a full weekend of reading and reading comprehension homework. Seeing the bitter faces of the children, the head of the boss pulled the black-faced dean and eloped happily and quietly.

Direction - Wugong Mountain!

Concerned about the fragments of "Laoshan Taoist" sent by Zhe Xiaopang for the master to figure out, the young master is full of curiosity and longing for the mysterious famous Taoist mountain.

Monks and Taoists have always been looking for scenery. For flower growers on the earth, wherever there are famous mountains and rivers with beautiful scenery, there must be temples and Taoist temples. The number of the former still has a slight advantage.However, one of the negative effects brought about by the prosperity of the country and the gradual prosperity of the people's lives is that when those scenic spots come to holidays, the mountains and plains can only be seen "crowded" with people's heads, and there is no view at all.

It seems that the income of the people of Huaguo in different time and space in the 90s cannot support the phobia of scenic spots during holidays. There are not many vehicles on the national road to Wugong Mountain.Cheng Chen was a little motion sick. He lay on a certain wolf's strong thigh, plugged in his earphones, and listened to Xianbao's melodious voice. people's hearts.

Xianbao is a singer from the Guangdong Province of the Great China of this time and space. She has beautiful songs and sweet songs, and her male and female are indistinguishable. The promotion is also mysterious. Since the release of the first record, it has become popular all over the country. It is surprising that the people who eat melons have not figured it out. He (she) is male or female.It's a pity that since his debut, he has been singing "vulgar songs", and he failed to invite a big touch in the lyric world to write a "spiritual song".

Yes "spiritual".

When Cheng Chen heard this word at the beginning, a black aunt with a twisted voice popped into his head, holding the microphone and singing hymns.In this time and space, of course, spiritual songs do not refer to a particular black music.

Corresponding to the spiritual books, there are a small number of lyrics that sing songs about people and love, which are called spiritual songs.

In ancient times when writing, paper and industry were underdeveloped, and paper books were extremely difficult to spread, spiritual songs were the main means of spiritual enlightenment for the common people.There are clan songs and the Book of Songs far away, and there are Tang poetry and Yan Ci in the nearer. Although the ancient tunes have not been passed down, those beautiful poems were originally recited for singing and enlightening the people.Even though the original text has been annihilated, it is still rhythmic and articulate when read now.

If the lyricist who is lucky enough to create a spiritual song can give the first singing to the singer, the effect of the singing voice will be even more amazing than the general spiritual enlightenment.It's a pity that nowadays, with the inheritance and development of literary novels, lyrics that can inspire spirituality are extremely rare, and spiritual singing has gradually declined, leaving only "vulgar songs" that mostly cannot inspire spirituality to entertain the public.

For example, the song Xianbao is singing, the tune is very lingering, and the lyrics are quite interesting, but it's nothing more than the little enemy loves me or not, which makes Cheng Chen miss the old days and nights.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker.

Cheng Chen had money and time, so he didn't plan to make too much of a schedule.The plan is to go to the Shanju Hotel in the evening, watch the sunrise early tomorrow morning, go shopping for half a day and eat the very famous Taoist dishes at Wugong Mountain Taoist Temple, and then sit down with the "experts" invited by Lao Jiang for a while and consult Taoist knowledge. How rich and complete...

The mountain road winds up, and Yi Qing's superb driving skills hardly make Cheng Chen feel the bumps, but he is a little dizzy.

"Bang!" There was a sudden muffled sound, and the vehicle was hit by something.Yi Qing slammed on the brakes, and with a sharp squeak, the car came to a stop.Cheng Chen was caught off guard and almost rolled sideways onto the floor mats. Fortunately, the big wolf was quick enough to grab his own little meat bun.

"What's wrong?!" Cheng Chen woke up immediately and straightened his body.

Yi Qing turned his head and said in a deep voice, "There was something jumping over from the side, but it didn't escape for a while, it might be some kind of wild thing."

"Cheng Chen, you stay in the car, I'll go take a look." Lao Jiang took out the walkie-talkie and said something.The front and rear cars of the guards had already stopped, and several guards scattered around the main car, and when they heard the order, they searched in half.

Master An was really reluctant to engage in such a ostentatious tour, but last time such a big incident happened during the clan festival, both the Cultural Examination Bureau and the Lizhou government were scared out of their throats.In Lizhou, a poor village, it is rare that such a young master of the country has been born in hundreds of years. He is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is desperately trying to protect him.

In the past, the master had family guards when he came in and out, but now, although the bigwigs in Lizhou expressed great regret for the master's divorce, they may not be without a little joy in their hearts.Wouldn't it be much more convenient to take advantage of the void and win the heart and support of the master!

Not long after, Lao Jiang returned to the car and reported the reconnaissance results to the master.

"...The left side of the car body was hit with a 20 cm long and 56 cm wide shallow dent. There was no blood on the car or the ground nearby, and there were no obvious footprints. Two short white hairs were caught on the corner above the wheel. Looking at the strength and speed, I speculate that it should be an albino wild animal, probably horned deer, blue sheep, etc. They scattered around and searched, but they couldn't find anything. They probably didn't hit a vital point, and they ran quite fast. .”

"Oh!" Cheng Chen was relieved when he heard that it was probably a wild animal and it didn't hurt anyone. He yawned and fell asleep again. "Then hurry up and go to bed early. I heard that the sunrise will be at 4 o'clock tomorrow." Wake up more!"

A Lang patted his leg, indicating that the pillow was ready, Cheng Chen smiled and lay down lazily again.

Lao Jiang returned to the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. He and Yi Qing looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of worry.What kind of beast can escape under a "hard armored" car of a few yards?Not only did they come and go without a trace, they were silent, and they didn't leave even a single drop of blood.

If horned deer, blue sheep and the like could run like this, they would have already become fine!

Cheng Lang gently stroked Cheng Chen's soft fine hair, slowly turned his eyes to the outside of the car, staring at the dense forest at dusk beside the road, his dark green eyes gleamed faintly.

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