The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Xu Shaoting flipped through the sample magazine, and the second novel published in the magazine was "The Story of Spring Breeze".

After reading the novel printed in black typeface in a magazine, Xu Shaoting strolled to the balcony, and the iron balcony railings were covered with green and lush branches. Zhenzhen told him that pink and white flowers would bloom in the next spring, and now There are only leaves left.

Xu Shaoting thought to himself that a man with pink flowers in his room would feel like a motherfucker.What Xu Shaoting regretted even more was that Xu Yanran informed him and Zhenzhen with great enthusiasm yesterday that on Friday—that is, tomorrow, she invited many friends to a party on the lawn of the mansion, and the wives among them would bring some of their age to him. There are children who are close to Zhenzhen.

Xu Yanran specifically said to Xu Shaoting as if asking for credit: "Your room is facing the grass, you must come out to meet people and make more friends."

Mrs. Zhang said to him quietly: "If there is a girl you like, you can also get in touch."

Xu Shaoting's eyes went dark on the spot, and he is now devoting himself to his novel career.

Well, even if it is a start, you have to work hard at the start stage, how can you be disturbed by foreign objects?

——The above are just excuses, Xu Shaoting told Xu Yanran in a high-sounding manner, the real reason is that he really doesn't like to join in the fun, and he doesn't like dealing with girls.

He is still a little afraid of Xu Yanran.

After hearing his reason, Xu Yanran asked: "How much have you written in your new novel? Let me read it too. Recently, I am tired of reading romance novels. I heard from Zhenzhen that you wrote about mortals killing gods and becoming new gods." , I was really shocked when I first heard it, but the more I thought about it, the more curious I became."

Having said that, Xu Yanran lowered her voice, and approached Xu Shaoting mysteriously.

Xu Shaoting smelled the mild fragrance of perfume on the woman's body, and his hairs immediately stood on end.Xu Yanran's red lips parted slightly: "Shao Ting, aren't you making a metaphor for the current one?"

Xu Shaoting was ashamed, he knew that Xu Yanran was referring to the current national leader, but he really didn't know who the current name was, was it bald Jiang?Or is it the southern government of the Republic of China?

"No, I haven't." Xu Shaoting swallowed, "Auntie, don't think so much, this is just a fairy tale."

However, Xu Shaoting felt that what Xu Yanran said was also reasonable. Even if he did not have any ideas to criticize the current situation, it was inevitable that people with ulterior motives would have ulterior motives. He always remembered that many literati students died in this era.

Xu Shaoting then showed Xu Yanran the first [-] words that had been written, and Xu Yanran became addicted after reading it. As the first reader, she began to urge updates non-stop. It was Xu Shaoting who wrote as much as she immediately wrote. Use it to read.

It's not for nothing, Xu Yanran helped to proofread and correct typos.

Later, this "job" Zhenzhen was also added in. It turned out that Xu Yanran was holding the manuscript, crossing her legs and watching it on the sofa with relish. Zhenzhen naturally joined her aunt when she came home from school. looked away.

After she finished reading, in her mind, this book "The Great Dao of Immortal Journey" was ten thousand times better than all the love novels she had read.

Zhenzhen naturally took the manuscript to Mrs. Zhang, and she said excitedly, "Mom, come and read my brother's new novel, it's so good!"

Mrs. Zhang had been curious about the manuscript Xu Yanran was holding for a long time, Zhenzhen brought it to her, and she immediately took it without saying a word, just started to read it.

After reading it, Zhenzhen heard Zhang say: "The writing is very interesting, such imagination is incredible, how did Shaoting think of these characters and the plot?"

"It's just..." Mrs. Zhang smoothed the manuscript paper, "After reading it, I don't think it makes any sense."

Zhenzhen was not happy when she heard this comment, and said to Zhang: "I think this novel is very beautiful, why is it meaningless? The hero Ye Yunqi was a genius since he was a child, but he encountered difficulties for a while, and his cultivation stopped at the level of training. At that time, even his parents looked down on him, they either bullied and humiliated him or watched him coldly, even his fiancée brought people to his door to divorce him."

"Doesn't this reflect the reality?" Zhenzhen said, "Especially when the male protagonist faced all this, he didn't feel sorry for himself. Instead, he packed his bags and left the family. His parents, friends, and teachers all told him to accept his fate. The Lord said 'my fate is up to me', and I got goosebumps—I think this novel by my brother is very meaningful!"

Mrs. Zhang glanced at Zhenzhen: "How can there be parents who don't love their children, what your brother wrote is not realistic at all."

Zhenzhen said again: "It's a fairy tale, of course it's not realistic!"

Mrs. Zhang simply had nothing to say to her daughter. She found that the girl Zhenzhen had completely entered the level of blind worship for Xu Shaoting. In her eyes, whatever his brother wrote casually, this girl must be regarded as a standard.

When Xu Huaiqing went home that night, Zhenzhen showed him Xu Shaoting's [-]-word manuscript.

After reading it, Xu Huaiqing agreed with Zhang's rare thoughts, and gave Zhenzhen the following impression: "Rich imagination, compact plot and fascinating reading, the reading process is very refreshing, and it has a flavor of martial arts novels, but after reading it carefully and savoring it, it is also fascinating. I don't think this novel makes any sense."

Annoyed, Zhenzhen ran to Xu Shaoting's place, and the little girl told Xu Huaiqing and Zhang's evaluation without concealing the matter, and then modified her own and Xu Yanran's praise.

When Xu Shaoting heard the previous comments, Xu Huaiqing was not surprised. Hearing Zhang's words, he thought to himself that Chia Niang's reading skills are quite high.

After hearing Zhenzhen's praise of "The Great Dao and Immortal Journey", the praise is unique in heaven and earth, and she also analyzed the sinister heart and the tenacious character of the protagonist, which made Xu Shaoting break out in sweat.

He silently complained in his heart, did I poison the young and middle school students?It was also at this time that Xu Shaoting realized that a hundred years later, such a novel would still fascinate a large number of students to stay up all night and read it obsessively.

In the age of a hundred years ago, when the subject matter was single and the reading experience was not so fluent in vernacular, he thought...

It is estimated that the power will be greater than he imagined.

But in fact Xu Huaiqing and Zhang are right. "The Way of the Great Dao" is a typical upgraded novel with constant contradictions and conflicts, relying on the repeated rhythm of face-slapping-counterattack-adventures. What do you think of this kind of novel? It doesn't make sense. Some people do think that the protagonist should learn from him if he has a strong character, but overall this kind of novel is "cool".

To be honest, it is really unnecessary to pursue the so-called meaning in Shuangwen.

Xu Shaoting felt that as an elder brother, he should educate Zhenzhen, or read some classics, or read proses, poems, and novels written by celebrities in other magazines, which is better than reading fast food novels written by him.

For example, he was surprised to see in newspapers and magazines many famous masters who silently read and recited the full text in the textbooks of later generations.

Just filled with indignation at Shang Zhenzhen's righteous indignation and criticizing his parents for being ignorant, Xu Shaoting is also embarrassed to pour cold water on Zhenzhen at this time.

People speak for him, he came to see what your parents said is right, how much this hurts the little girl's heart.

On the second day after this incident, Xu Shaoting wrote a manuscript during the day, and when the sun was setting at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, people gradually came to Xu's mansion.

Xu Yanran went into her nephew's room and asked him to come out to receive guests together.

Xu Yanran said: "Shaoting, you are also the master, besides, you have been writing for a day, so tonight is just time to relax and have a good time."

Xu Shaoting thought of an excuse, and said, "I'm writing the key part right now, so don't interrupt, I can't participate in the grass party tonight, after all, if inspiration is lost, it's hard to get it back gone."

Xu Yanran has never written a novel, and she doesn't know how to write a novel. Now that her nephew writes a novel, she admires him very much, and she respects this skill very much.

Hearing what Xu Shaoting said, she was indeed intimidated, and wanted to persuade her again, thinking that she herself was anxious to read the sequel of the novel, scratching her heart and lungs every day, and it was indeed more valuable for him to write a novel than Xu Shaoting's participation in the party.

Xu Yanran also dismissed the nephew's idea of ​​leaving the room, and thoughtfully asked Eric to bring the dinner to Xu Shaoting's room, and even the location of the party was far away from Shaoting's room, trying to ensure a quiet writing environment for him.

It's just that Xu Shaoting's room was facing the lawn, and when night fell, nearly 30 people came to Xu's mansion.

Half a distance away from the balcony, Xu Shaoting's pen tip slammed down, and the sound of singing came from the lawn in the distance, it was the chorus of the girls with their voices divided.

Not to mention the laughter and the piercing screams of children, as well as the smoky smell of various barbecues wafting into the room.

There is no way to pass this day, Xu Shaoting thought sadly, the plot had flown thousands of miles away, he simply turned off the desk lamp, the room was plunged into darkness, and he just sat in the darkness in a daze.

The floor-to-ceiling windows between the room and the terrace were left open, half opened, and the curtains were only half covered, and the distant light from the outside shone into the room. Xu Shaoting got up when he heard the rustling of branches and leaves on the terrace and the noisy voices of people. Ready to go to the terrace to see the excitement in the distance.

When they walked to the French windows, a female voice accompanied Night Breeze's resentment: "Richard, I want to see your wife."

Xu Shaoting shivered, this female voice was called a plaintive, I don't know how many twists and turns, but it was enough to linger around for three days... like a female ghost.

Xu Shaoting walked to the terrace, and was about to see who was coming, and he didn't know where Xu Yanran had invited the idiot, when he heard a familiar voice: "Miss Shen, I don't think you need to meet her. "

It's his cheap dad!

After a pause, Xu Shaoting squatted down decisively when he saw two figures approaching from a distance. He was very grateful for the flourishing branches growing on the railing, which could just cover him.

In the next second, Xu Shaoting met his eyes.

Through the much weaker light coming from a distance, he could also see that it was a pale and handsome face. The man looked at him with dim eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him.