"Uncle!"

"Hmm. ”

In the small study, Shan Tianfang, who was wearing glasses, was writing at the desk, and when he saw Xu Fei coming in, he answered casually, and continued to code.

Xu Fei was polite, picked up a persimmon and nibbled on it, and saw a few pieces of written manuscript paper stacked on the desk, which read:

"Yu and Yu Jiulian, nicknamed the Eight Hundred Invincible Hands, Xuanyuan returned to the martial saint

Introduction: It is the pro-junior brother of Pudu and Snow Bamboo Lotus, and the protector of the apprentice Xia Suiliang (so he killed himself on the edge of the cliff), sitting in the Bixia Palace of Xiaopenglai in the East China Sea, and there are eight protectors around him.

Xia Suiliang, nicknamed the Golden Lantern Swordsman

Synopsis: Listening to the slander of the Kunlun monks, the three churches plotted against the Baiyun swordsman, and the three immortal islands set up the Seven Star Towers to frame the heroes, and they were the most heinous villains, and finally were chopped into meat by the chief gatekeeper, the long hair Dao and the three heroes and five righteousness.

Long Yunfeng, nicknamed the Flying Witch

Synopsis: Holding the Closed Moon Shame Light Sweeping Demon Sword, after Xu Liang returned to his hometown to bury his father, he met by chance, and taught Xu Liang swordsmanship together, and asked Xu Liang to promise him to kill someone in the future. Later, he killed the Kunlun monk and the Guyue monk in the Golden Lantern Array of Bagua Mountain, and was killed by Xia Suiliang.

Characteristics: Laughing is worse than crying. ”

"Hah!"

Xu Feile was happy, there were actually various character settings on this page, and then I looked at it again, but it was the beginning of "White Eyebrows".

He has studied storytelling and knows the terminology in the industry, and the audience seems to be quite simple when he listens to it, and when his lips touch Balabala, he is actually very knowledgeable.

For example, opening the face refers to the depiction of the appearance of the character, and a good open face will make the character vivid and powerful.

The end of the pendulum refers to the scene where the story is told.

Pulling the dictionary refers to the introduction of allusions in the book.

Book gall, refers to the protagonist of the book.

Shuten, refers to the front of the witty and funny character.

柁子, refers to the climax and important chapters of the book.

Just like what is written on the manuscript paper: "This person is eight feet tall, with sloping shoulders, two large crane legs, a face like purple sheep liver, small eyes, a hooked nose, a water chestnut beak, and the most conspicuous thing is that he has two white eyebrows." ”

This kind of opening face is called vivid, and the audience will have an impression at once.

Xu Fei finished flipping through a stack of papers and found that Shan Tianfang's creation was extremely rigorous, and the story background, character settings, weapons, martial arts rankings, character relationships, etc., were clearly arranged in advance.

Once you've written that, write the main body of the story.

Oh, the uncle was born decades early, otherwise he would be a platinum god in the next generation.

He was here YY, and Shan Tianfang also completed a retrospective, straightened his waist and said with a smile: "How do you feel after reading it?"

"It feels like it's urging the change!"

"Urging what?"

"Just let you write it quickly, when will this book be finished?"

"It will take half a year to say less, what, you have something?" Shan Tianfang was quite strange.

"It's okay, I'm in a hurry to see it. ”

Xu Fei put down the manuscript paper, sat on the small sofa, and asked, "Hey, uncle, after this book is finished, will the copyright be in your hands?"

"What is copyright?"

"It's copyright, proof that this book is you, uh......"

He smashed his mouth, there is no copyright law in China now, it's too early.

This operation made Shan Tianfang very confused, and asked: "You kid is weird today, there is nothing to do, you have to tell me something." ”

"Oh, it's fine, I'm going to hang out...... Okay, my mom is still waiting for me to eat, I'll go back!"

Xu Fei stood up and fled in panic under Shan Tianfang's inexplicable gaze.

At the beginning of January 1985, it was very cold, there was no wind, dry and cold.

He rode his bicycle through the gray city, and went to Chen Xiaoxu's house for a while, and then turned into the familiar alley, greeted the neighbors, and was polite.

No one could have imagined that just a week ago, this motivated young man who "can shoot TV series" in the eyes of everyone manipulated a game of cards with his own hands.

Xu Fei's character is actually very complex, sometimes very antagonistic, both crazy and savage, gentle and delicate, rough and unrestrained, and sentimental.

And these things are well integrated into a person, forming a unique attraction, the deeper the contact, the more I feel that the person has handsome facial features and is handsome.

Because as the saying goes, a good-looking skin is good-looking, and where does an interesting soul go!

"Bell bell!"

Xu Fei rang the bell and approached the door of the house, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhang Guiqin waiting there, holding his hands, his face was purple from the cold.

He kicked a few times and said strangely, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"When you come back, you've been gone for a long time, and I thought I had been robbed. ”

"Who robbed me in broad daylight?"

"Maybe, how dangerous our family is now, you really need to pay attention. ”

Xu Fei's head was sweating, since the two of them brought a box of money home, the old lady was a little stunned, and even herself, she had to turn around outside the toilet three times, for fear of falling into the ditch.

Abbreviated as persecution paranoia.

When the two entered the house, he glanced at Xu Xiaowen sitting on the kang and expressed helplessness.

Zhang Guiqin nagged and prepared to start the meal, brought a pot of cabbage, and a plate of pickled radish, which were gone.

"Didn't I buy half a catty of meat yesterday?" Xu Xiaowen pulled in the basin.

"What kind of meat do you eat during the New Year's holidays, I'm afraid that others won't know that our family is rich?"

“......”

Xu Fei also took a look, forget about the cabbage, there was only a little oil flower floating on the soup noodles, and it looked pitiful.

This won't work!

He thought for a moment and asked, "Mom, are you still teaching now?"

"Teach, but now there are few people in the group, and there are not a few students left. ”

"And what do you do all day?"

"Stay in the group. ”

"Then you just don't do it and start your own shop. Just opening a small restaurant, selling breakfast in the morning, and employing two or three people, is not considered a bourgeois restoration. The store doesn't need to be too big, five or six tables, plus decoration and labor, it doesn't cost a thousand yuan. ”

"Open, open a hotel?"

Zhang Guiqin felt that the topic had changed a little quickly, and said in a daze: "I'm very good in the group." ”

"What's the matter? You don't go on stage now, and you don't have any students to take you, so you go there all day long to eat melon seeds? You're only forty years old, don't live like an old lady, you have to rejuvenate the second spring. ”

"Phew, don't talk nonsense, what a second spring!"

Zhang Guiqin turned his head and complained: "Look, you don't care?"

"Oh, I think what Xiao Fei said makes sense. ”

"Xu, you don't have a fever, do you?" Mom's eyes widened.

"What kind of fever do I have, you are now dozens of dollars a month, you are not bored earning, you can still move when you open a store, don't you feel that you have gained weight recently?"

"Ah, I'm fat?"

My mother is a dancer, so she quickly pinched her stomach.

Xu Xiaowen used to look down on the so-called "crooked ways", but after going to Spring City, his thoughts changed significantly.

Xu Feite likes this kind of parent, willing to grow up and progress, instead of holding his own old ideas and stumbling with others, not allowing his children to say the slightest mistake, and he doesn't know that he is eliminated from the society.

Zhang Guiqin was still very worried, and said: "Our family is not safe now, isn't it more worrying to open another store?"

"What are you thinking about all day long? The money is all in the bank, and no one knows what's unsafe! So much money can't be spoiled, and it has to be spent.

If you really don't worry, the song and dance troupe will give you sick leave first, and I also have friends on the industrial and commercial side, so it's not difficult to get a self-employed license. ”

“......”

Zhang Guiqin was besieged by the two of them, and her mind began to float, "Then, then I'll try it first." ”

............

In the middle of the night, a north wind finally blew outside.

The big hole with a needle nose and a strong wind, the habit of the northeast, must all the window seams with paper paste, otherwise you can freeze to death.

Zhang Guiqin lay on the kang, listening to the raging north wind outside the window, and couldn't sleep. She simply got up, opened the door to look at her son, and saw that Xu Fei was sleeping soundly, and returned to the pit.

"Hey!"

"Hmm!"

Xu Xiaowen was woken up and said in a daze: "What are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Don't sleep......"

She turned her husband's face and said in a low voice, "Don't you think, Xiao Fei is too much worse than before?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"What's the matter! I've always felt a little scared. ”

"Tsk, the eighteenth change of the female college, won't our children be allowed to grow up?"

Xu Xiaowen couldn't fall asleep when he was agitated, and said: "He used to nest in this place, what kind of world can he see? Since he went to the capital last year, you see, his horizons have been broadened, and he has more ideas, and now the book is still in his hand, and I also saw him reading a book to identify antiques during the day."

Did he have this in mind before? It means that the child has grown up and understands that he has to do something. What is the difference between being a man without a dream and a novel without the one mentioned in this chapter, they are all salted fish.

Besides, what does it matter if it doesn't change, it's our son after all. ”

“......”

Zhang Guiqin thought for a long time and lay down again, "Yes, it's our son after all, let's sleep." ”