fishing dragon

Five days later, Yinglu Academy.

"You can leave your teacher now."

It was a thick summer, and the scorching sun was like fire.In a side hall of Yinglu Academy, there is a faint fragrance, and the mountain-shaped ice cubes in the ice basin in the corner are gradually melting.

Mr. Huansha put down the teacup, smiled and said, "You have all grown up."

Sitting opposite Yu Changle and Ao Yan, they both froze when they heard this sentence.

Mr. Huansha took a sip of his tea: "It's fine to go back to the academy once in a while. Liutao and I have no objections... Well, Zihua may still think that you have to study for another ten years and memorize five cart books."

Her ridicule made Yu Changle laugh, and he raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of liveliness: "Maybe one day when the interest comes, Yan Yan and I will come to be Mr. Zuo and work with Mr. Zihua."

Mr. Huansha smiled: "Then I will wait and see."

Yu Changle was silent for a moment, and finally asked: "Then, where is Ming Hua?"

Five days ago, after the battle on the top of Xianfu Mountain, Yu Changle and Ao Yan returned to Yinglu Academy.The battle consumes energy, and it takes five days to rest.

After Shen Yuanting's death, it seems that his body was returned to the Shen family, and the Zhong brothers returned to Xianfu Mountain and settled in their hometown again.Hearing the news, some old ministries and dependent families went to talk to the two of them, Xiurong should be very busy at the moment.

At present, the world is in turmoil. For the aristocratic family, Shen Yuanting is dead, the Zhong family's twins are still alive, Shen Yuanting is doing evil in secret, and he brought down the Zhong family... These news are more explosive than the other.

Cen Shan was calm and peaceful, but the world was already in chaos outside, and he didn't know when he would be able to calm down.The question of how to treat monsters was brought up again, and there were endless quarrels.

Bai Huaigu disappeared after confirming Shen Yuanting's death.In five days, he only met Yu Changle once, and Yu Changle told him what Shen Yuanting said before he died, that Hua Huaili was not what he wanted to kill.

"I don't believe a single word he said." Bai Huaigu replied with a sneer, "No matter what, the senior sister died because of him."

Does Yu Changle believe Shen Yuanting's words?

To be honest, he didn't want to care.Because no matter what, the person who has passed away cannot be changed.He also personally ended Shang Bufan who served poisoned wine, but one death would not bring back a lifetime.

Yu Changle went to ask Mr. Shen Yuanting about the formation left by Shen Yuanting.Zhang Zihua looked through the ancient books for three days and three nights, and told him that it was a formation to rest the souls of the dead, not the killing formation that Shen Yuanting threatened them with.

The undead who are suitable for this array are those who have been dead for a long time, have suffered so much pain before death that their souls have been torn apart, and it is difficult for them to enter reincarnation.

The reason why it is a forbidden technique is because this formation requires the exchange of life for death, and the soul of the living to mend the broken souls of the undead.

The burnt wood-like thing is the remains of Shen Yuanting's mother.His father Shen Feng burned the magnolia tree to ashes, leaving only a little bit of burnt wood as a medium for the formation.

Shen Yuanting used his own life to mend the mother's dead soul instead of other innocent people, maybe it was the last pure land he left for this bloodline.

These days, the students of Yinglu Academy also heard the news, and many people came to see Yan Xia and his wife.Except for Ouyang Ling, everyone else was rejected by Yu Changle.

The bedroom next to him was empty, even covered with a thin layer of dust.Shen Minghua never came back.

"Minghua has taken over as Patriarch." Mr. Huansha said.

Yu Changle gave a sullen "hmm", nodded, and took a sip of tea.

"He will be a good Patriarch." After a while, Yu Changle said.As if to be sure, he said again, "It will definitely be."

The Shen family will inevitably fall from the first family to the altar, but the centipede is dead but not stiff, Shen Minghua is still going to take over a huge family.He took over many years earlier than planned, took office in a hurry, and faced a mess.

But back then, Shen Yuanting was also at about the same age, leading the Shen family to rise from a small family.

"Where do you want to go in the future?" Mr. Huansha asked.

Yu Changle said: "I want to travel around with Yanyan... just like my parents."

"However," he paused, glanced at Ao Yan, and said with a smile, "Before that, we have to go to a place first. There is one thing I want to show you."

Three days later, at the foot of Biluo Mountain.

Yu Changle pushed open the door, and the wind chimes were crisp.It was still early in the morning, and there were trivial busy sounds in the room, and he called out in a good mood: "Is the proprietress here? Here are two bowls of bean curd."

"Come on!" came a voice from inside the room.People in Shu have a relaxed and laid-back style, even if they don't come out to greet guests, they don't feel neglected.

Ao Yan said, "Two bowls are enough for you?"

"It's not that I ate two bowls, but one is yours. We haven't tasted the rest of the food in this store yet." Yu Changle said happily, paused, then looked up at Ao Yan and laughed, "However, in the future There are more opportunities."

——There will be more opportunities in the future.

There seems to be something hidden behind this sentence, and a faint sweetness seeps out from it.Ao Yan was startled, seeing Yu Changle blinked slyly, put his hand to his mouth and coughed, and said, "Humph."

But the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Yu Changle sat down on the stone table under the tree, dragged his chin with his hands, and looked around the yard.

Speaking of which, even though he has been here several times, he has never looked at this small courtyard as carefully as today.The moods of the three times were all different.

The bluestone slabs in the center of the courtyard are wet, while a layer of unknown flowers has fallen on the edge, pink like clouds, lightly fragrant.The crabapple trees are already covered with dense green shade, leaving only a few golden spots of morning light on the ground.

Looking at it, Yu Changle's eyes moved to Ao Yan who was beside him, but they collided with each other's eyes.

Those purple-blue eyes were also staring at him, and the violent ocean was extraordinarily calm and gentle at the moment, as if imprinting Yu Changle into the depths of his heart.

"...Yanyan, you're peeking at me!" Yu Changle was amused when he said this.He inexplicably felt that Lian was a little hot, so he leaned down, put his face on the cool table and looked at Ao Yan, thinking, what kind of eyes do I look at him?

Ao Yan stared at him for a while, and suddenly there was a bit of bad taste in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "Fool."

"Where am I stupid? You're—"

"Tsk."

"You stay!"

……

After a few rounds of meaningless wheels, Yu Changle made a gesture to hit him.Ao Yan raised his eyebrows, and grabbed Yu Changle's waist provocatively.

Yu Changle leaned her head on his chest and laughed a few times, with eyebrows and eyes curved, blurted out: "This is the happiest day I've had these days."

"Oh?" Ao Yan said, "Then you will have many more happy days in the future."

There will be many.

This is infinitely close to a guarantee.

Yu Changle smiled and said, "Yes!"

Just as I was talking, the proprietress came with tofu curd.As soon as she saw the two of them, her eyes lit up: "The two guests are back?"

"Yes." Yu Changle nodded with a smile, "We will be staying for a long time when we come back this time, and we will leave after this summer."

He gestured for a range with both arms, and said: "Then we will travel to many places, meet many people, and see many scenery——"

I will watch these scenery with you.

"That's great," the proprietress smiled and said sincerely, "Compared to the previous two times, the guest is much better today."

Yu Changle asked: "Really?"

The proprietress nodded, but she smiled and said nothing, she just took the board and asked, "Do you want anything else?"

Yu Changle's attention was immediately attracted, and he and Ao Yan got together, pointing to the menu in a low voice.

The proprietress stood aside, a gleam of relief flashed in her eyes.Although she didn't know what the two young masters had experienced, the first time she saw the young man in white, the eyes of the young man in white were dead silent, while the young man in blue had cold eyes; carrying something heavy.

When I saw it today, the thing that weighed people down was gone.When they said something, there would be regret in their eyes, but the pressure was really gone.

After the two finished ordering the dishes, the proprietress took them and walked back to the inner room with ease.When he got to the window and looked at the sky, a smile appeared on his lips.

It must be a fine day today.

The mountains are full of green bamboos like the sea, and the blue flowers in Chengyue Valley stretch to the sky.

The small wooden house was not occupied for a while, it was dusty, and Yu Changle and Ao Yan were cleaning it.I didn't see my master, maybe I didn't like the hot weather and went somewhere to enjoy the cool air.

"What do you want to show me?" Ao Yan asked.

Yu Changle was mysterious, lowered his voice and said, "Wait until tonight, I will give you a surprise tonight."

Ao Yan's eyes seemed to darken, and Yu Changle blushed immediately when he saw him like this: "Don't think about it!"

"I didn't." Ao Yan said nonchalantly, "It's your own wrong thinking."

Yu Changle: "..."

"Anyway, you'll know at night." Yu Changle gave him a hammer.

I didn't do anything, and the time in the mountains passed quickly.In the evening, the stream was dyed colorful by the sunset glow, and the sky was full of burning clouds, which was extremely warm.

When the last bit of melting gold in the setting sun disappeared into the sky, the clouds turned dark purple, then gradually deepened, and finally turned into a dark blue that was close to pure black, and the first morning star appeared in the sky.

Night has come.

"Let's go!" Yu Changle couldn't hide his excitement, and ran into the night with Ao Yan.

They walked up the stream, stepped on the wet rocks, and the cool water splashed on their ankles and clothes.The moonlight and starlight are reflected in the stream, like flowing broken silver.

They walked through the bamboo forest, and the cool night breeze brought the calming fragrance of Wangyou bamboo, and then suddenly opened up.

Drilling out of the bamboo forest, the two of them came to the top of a towering cliff, the wind blowing towards them, and the magnificent forest under the moon appeared in front of them, as if their souls were trembling for this scene.

Ao Yan's expression moved slightly, but Yu Changle put an index finger on his lips, and said with a light smile, "Shh, don't talk."

He took a bamboo leaf, jumped lightly and sat on the stone by the cliff.Putting the green bamboo leaves to his lips, Yu Changle lowered his eyes halfway, and blew out the first syllable——

As if a piece of jade was thrown into the water, with the cliff as the center, the clear and moving music spread like water ripples.It's like a white crane chirping, flying into the clouds, and then the tune changes, and it's like a whale heading to the sea, with waves bursting.

Ao Yan's eyes widened slightly. In Yu Changle's hands, the simple bamboo leaves possessed the most magnificent and complex changes, as if even the fairy palace instruments could not match them.

The tune is melodious and melodious, free and easy, the lightest point is like the touch of butterfly wings, but there are intense emotions rushing out.There are drunken songs, happy rivers and lakes, and young heartstrings.

Then, an even more incredible picture appeared.

Along with the sound of music, flickering spots of light appeared in the valley forest.There are more and more light spots, and they are getting brighter and brighter. Countless fireflies fly out from the dark forest, and the shining jade light lights up the entire valley, like a river of stars flowing backwards!

Is this music used to summon fireflies?

Ao Yan felt that he couldn't take his eyes off the young man in front of him, Shengxue in white clothes, sitting casually on the boulder, with green bamboo leaves and white fingertips, smiling lips, star-like eyes, unparalleled beauty.

And behind him are fireflies all over the mountains and plains, even in the darkest night, it is like being in a galaxy.

At the end of the song, Yu Changle jumped off the boulder, and Ao Yan reached out to catch him, and both of them rolled into the grass.More and more fireflies are still flying.

"Does it look good?" Yu Changle leaned on Ao Yan's shoulder and asked with a smile, "I composed the song myself."

"This is what you were busy with during the five days?" Ao Yan said.He moved his eyelashes and said solemnly, "It sounds very good, very beautiful."

"I have one more thing to give!"

Yu Changle spread out his hand, revealing a fishhook.The style is very simple, and it was carved secretly within five days without telling Ao Yan.

He shook the fishhook in his hand, coughed, and the more nervous he became, the more nonsense he was teasing: "Look, Yanyan, I've already given you tokens of love, did you express anything?"

...What is it all about!what am i talking about!

After Yu Changle finished speaking, he couldn't grab the ground with his head, he just got into some kind of hole.How come it's like asking him for a gift, it's so tasteless!What does he want to exchange for a broken fishhook?

His eyes drifted away slowly, his face gradually turned red, he squeezed the hook tightly and wanted to take it back and throw it away.But he heard a muffled laugh from Ao Yan, and Ao Yan said word by word in a teasing and serious voice: "I sent it a long time ago."

"Huh?" Yu Changle couldn't react.

Ao Yan grabbed his hand, pulled out the hook, held it in his hand, and said casually, "You hang the stone around your neck."

Yu Changle pulled out the flat and angular "stone", looked down at the glittering scales on it, and suddenly a bold and absurd guess flashed in his heart: "...wait a minute, this stone is—"

"My reverse scale."

Really Ni Lin? !

...Unexpectedly, it was Ni Lin...

Yu Changle looked at Ao Yan in surprise, speechless: "You...I..."

When sending Nilin off, neither of them actually expected that they would become the relationship they are now, right?

And when he was enduring the torture in the blood pool, when he was burned by the raging flames... he didn't understand why he had to hold on to that Ni Lin, just because it was a gift from Ao Yan; he didn't understand why as long as he held it, It's like having great courage and hope.

I don't know the origin of the love, and the love is deep, so it is like this.

"he is my friend."

"Who else do you want?"

"Want to see? I'll take you up there."

"You won't. I'm here."

"He is my Ni Lin!"

"my heart……"

"I have a crush. I want him to be happy all the time, like a three-year-old. That's fine."

"I'm willing to wait."

……

A sound, a sentence, seemed to echo in Yu Changle's ears.

He came from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, waiting for a heavy rain that washed away the world.Waiting for a firm embrace and fiery kiss.

Yu Changle felt that the distance between the two of them seemed to be getting closer, his heart was beating like a drum, and the surrounding sounds seemed to be drowned out by his heartbeat.In the dim light, he was so close that he could clearly see Ao Yan's eyelashes and himself in his pupils.

It turned out that he looked at him—that's the same way, and it was also such an emotion that he couldn't even notice.

He will complete the unfinished confession before.

"I like you too, Yanyan."

It was a very soft voice, as light as a butterfly flying over the hearts of two people.Yu Changle lowered his eyelashes, and Ao Yan sealed his lips first.

They have breathed underwater and kissed in the light of knives.Now, they are kissing in the fireflies all over the mountains and plains like a sea of ​​stars.

Seeing Biluo for the first time, the mountains and the sea are separated, and ghosts meet in the city.After that, they never parted again.

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After typing the text, I let out a long sigh of relief.

——It's not easy!Finally finished writing, 40 words, I am exhausted.

The prince and the prince live happily together! !There should be another episode after this.

*(Separate line of broken thoughts)*

In fact, the postscript has been written long ago. To be precise, it should record my mood when writing.

It was very painful for me to write the book Fishing for Dragons.The pain is so painful that I don't want to think about it anymore. There have been countless times, and I can't hold on anymore.

The initial pain came from the fact that I took "Fishing the Dragon" too seriously.

It is my white moonlight.It was the most discussed story with my deskmate when I was under the most pressure in high school. Yanxia in the academy seemed to be living beside me.It means so special to me.

Now that it's over, I can finally talk about this story calmly.

#origin

The story of fishing for dragons originated from a dream at first.

One noon in my second year of high school, I dreamed of a village, an old man and a young man.

The old man is a smiling hermit with a white beard, who often holds a fishing rod.The boy is the child he picked up.One day the old man said, let me do the math, you can catch a dragon in a ditch outside the city one day.

The boy went and caught a wounded dragon.

This is the original version of Brain Hole, of course it is very different from what you have seen.

The first book I ordered earlier was actually not Marrying the Rebel, but Fishing for Dragons.Diaolong is the real eldest son.

And the earliest background of fishing for dragons is not ancient, but modern.That's right, modern!Even the initial characters of Yu Xia and Ao Yan are completely different from the present.

But because my brain is too free, I thought, this is not good, it will be captured by jc in modern times, and it is a fart-so, just put it in ancient times!

And then, I found out, my god, there are too many and too complicated characters, and my first book will definitely collapse! — moved back again.

#person

Among the two protagonists, Ao Yan is okay, and the character design is done in one go.The second prince, unruly, brat, arrogant, cold-faced, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, does whatever he wants.These are all born together, and he stands in my heart.

And Yu Xia tortured me to death.Even the manuscript Chapter 1 is finished, I haven't caught his character design yet, I can't see him clearly.

And because of the conflict between several versions of characters, it is even more difficult for me to catch him.What kind of person is he?I couldn't make any progress in the first three chapters, and I had to stop and think hard about the character design.

I wrote about his childhood and his psychology.Write about him playing the flute on the treetops and jumping around in the stream.I broke up and wrote down all the childhood experiences I had in one stroke, and I regarded myself as a creature of Biluoshan, watching this boy.

So he came alive in my heart.

A "pure and good" protagonist is too difficult to write, maybe because I am not such a good person... So when I wrote Xia Xia, I actually used blank space in many places.

I like to write "established" characters the most, that is, the kind of people who have experienced things and have settled down, such as Lan Yuanyu in the first book.The white paper is the most embarrassing thing for me, because he will change and grow, and this delicate process is the most difficult to control.

Let's talk about other supporting roles.In fact, there is nothing to say, the character design is very smooth, Jinguan and Yin Ziwen are perfect and independent stories as early as the second year of high school, and the same is true for Shen Yan.All I had to do was embed them into the dragon-fishing story.

Regarding Jinguan, there are some small details that I did not include in the article.For example, he is a face control, for example, in his eyes, Ao Yan is not good-looking.Because of his early experience, he likes the slender and feminine appearance, not the aggressive and fierce handsomeness.So it makes sense for him to fall in love with Yin Ziwen at first sight.

The deadlock between him and Yin Ziwen may only be solved by rebirth.Tragedy is doomed.

As for Yin Ziwen... Although I didn't mention it in the main text, he is still very young. With such a long life, there is a high probability that he will live a happy life.The pain he has experienced will heal one day.

All the villains in my article, from the moment they were born in their own minds, how they died were also born.

Death is part of their character design, and it is the inevitable end.

I don't have any special preference for characters, and treat them equally.Basically, the protagonist and the important pros and cons are all "children of the mother", and they are equally attentive when creating.

If you want to ask me "why make him like this, why not balabala...", the answer is really simple.

Because he is such a person, he is such a person in my mind.No matter how hard it is, it's still the same.Maybe I have to consider the reader's perception of the protagonist, but the supporting role is completely barbaric.

But my writing power is still not enough, Shen Yuanting's line is a bit hasty.With so many characters and such a long serial time span, I have to work harder.

#trivial and some reflection

This is another leapfrog monster fight, but this time I have an outline and a little manuscript, so it is better than marrying back... I have no other feelings except tiredness at the end, maybe I will be happy after a few days.

The beginning of writing was especially tense.The last book Marrying a Rebel, Wan Shou was a really good achievement for a newcomer. I hit hot topics: transmigrating books, villains, dual personalities, and cold beauties.

...I think it's mainly because of these reasons, otherwise it would be difficult for newcomers to get everything.

"Fishing the Dragon", it is too different from Marriage - it's too big.It was belatedly that I realized what a hot theme is, and it has no hot elements at all!The name is also so frigid!

When I realized it, I had already fired, and there was no turning back when I opened the bow.I don’t know if it’s because I’m too hypocritical and sensitive. When I was writing more than 20 words, I continued to feel depressed, had nightmares, and suffered from insomnia.I made an appointment for psychological counseling, and urgently asked for help like a drowning person.And this period of time was almost also when Yu Xia was at her lowest point, but the pressure didn't come from Wen himself, but that I took the feedback from the outside world too seriously.

After a series of things happened, I gradually regained the motivation to write the article, and it was like this all the way to the end.

I didn't mention these when I was serializing, but now it seems unnecessary.The data in this article is not good. I can only get more than a dozen dollars a day at most. In the later stage, it may be that I am not capable enough, and I only get three or four dollars a day or even more than one dollar.Basically, only four or five people are chasing.

I can see the clicks in the background. In the next few chapters, the average number of clicks is really less than 6.How should I put it... I am really grateful to those genuine readers who have been with me all the time. I remember every name. Without you, this article should be silent and wait for it to end.

There are too many authors like me, who write for a few hours a day, earn less than ten yuan, and endure all-pervasive plagiarism. When I was writing 25 words, I was once forced by the stolen texts to not want to write. I felt that I was exhausted to generate electricity for love, so why bother?

A month before the writing, I actually had a premonition that it would be unpopular, and thought about whether to change to a popular subject, but in the end I still didn't.I still don't know if this choice is right for me. This article has exercised me and made me see many of my problems.

I didn’t admit it at first, but then I found out that the market’s failure to pay may not be all because of the “unrecognized talent” I thought at first, but that it has many flaws in itself. Unless you really write and understand it, you can’t comprehend it of.From this perspective, I should thank my own persistence (head iron).

If you don’t write and try those problems yourself, you can’t solve them even if you look at a hundred writing skills and get a hundred pointers from others.

The characters did nothing wrong and I shouldn't have given them up.

I rushed all the way to the end, and later realized the mistakes I made and its own many flaws, so I could only bite the bullet and write down, and the only way to save it was in the name and copywriting (in fact, it is not very useful. I still plan to change the name back to "Fishing Dragon" _(:з"∠)_)

I am the kind of character who is very competitive, and I am even more afraid of driving high and low when the boss has a good start.

Naturally, it made me even more miserable when it hit the street.It's like getting rich overnight and then going bankrupt.But now the mentality has become Buddhist, and there is a kind of "whatever" broken jar...

I should write the next "Tyrant" a little more lightly. I mentioned above that I considered whether to be the second child or not.This book should be more pleasant, whether it is writing or reading, will it be more enjoyable?I want to regulate myself.

Although, knives, wine and fighting, love and despair are my appetite.Therefore, it is still impossible to be a purely sweet article.

... I don't know if it's because I'm young that I like thick ink.

I know the disadvantages of marrying against each other. In fact, the author often knows better than the readers where his writing needs to be improved.But this is not enough to just talk...and it doesn't mean that what the readers say is right, so I don't really like the literary reviews that guide writing.

The limit was there in the first book, and it was impossible for me to soar even if I lost my hair.This is only useful if you write more.

Hey, anyway... I don’t know if I have made any progress in fishing for dragons, and I still don’t know if the rhythm will work. It’s really a bit hasty to marry less than 30w words. This kind of haste is a problem with the entire outline.The initial length of Fishing Dragon is 50 words, and I only wrote the outline of the first two volumes... What follows is a journey to mend the sky, no, Pan Gu opened the world =. =

ah! !If I don't finish the outline for the next book, I will be a dog!

...the familiar flag...

This book has two points that I tried to get: daily life and humor.

I don’t seem to have a sense of humor when I write… I can often make people laugh when I speak normally, but not when I write, and I don’t know why.If you really can’t go this way, let’s just let it go. Cold humor is also pretty good.I really envy other big TvTs that can make me hahaha

Everyday, ah, I especially like orgasms!break out! Drama!Crazy, crazy, dead! (...) Daily life is not good at all. When I write it myself, I doubt "Will readers really like daily life?" (.

I also have other shortcomings. I am also working hard. If there is any and how effective it is, I will prove it freely orz

It's still the same sentence, "How can it be as good as you want, but I want to be worthy of my heart."

As long as there are little angels who really like this story and the people in this story, I will be satisfied.

The journey is still long, see you by chance^^ "Tyrant" should be published in July, if you like it, please click to subscribe~