Chapter 015 Fat is coming

If you compare the circle of online literature to rivers and lakes.

Xu Mu, who is a god in a book, can only be regarded as a rookie in the rivers and lakes.

can fight for some fame and status in this industry.

Use the forced grid in the rivers and lakes to measure the words of Xu Mu, the new god of Xianxia Channel this year.

The word 'young man' is just right.

Yes, even if the fairy sword is ordered to more than 10,000, it is often in the top ten of the starting point Xianxia.

Plus the ending ends in tragedy.... Being smashed by a group of indignant readers is just a ripple in this ocean.

A truly good story can withstand the fermentation of years and be proven by time.

For Xianjian Yi, Xu Mu has always had confidence.

Therefore...

On the night of Xianyi's end, after posting this testimonial, Xu Mu didn't go to see what kind of landslide and tsunami-like indignation was in the book review area and the buckle group.

took advantage of the time to write out more than 10,000 words of the text of Xianjian San, said hello to the editor in charge Winnie on the buckle, and sent the more than 10,000 words without waiting for her reply.

After that, Xu Mu took a bath comfortably and fell asleep.

Wait until the next day, after the daily morning exercise, when you have breakfast.

Xu Mu, who has not yet received a reply from the editor-in-charge Winnie, logs in to the Writer's Assistant App with her mobile phone...

went backstage and created the book "The Legend of Sword and Fairy III", and got the classification and introduction right.

Xu Mu divided the more than 10,000 words he wrote yesterday into three chapters... It's all sent out.

After eating breakfast and tidying up everything, Xu Mu didn't care about whether Xian San passed the review or not.

Instead, with the indifference of an old monk, he turned on the computer...

More than 10,000 words of manuscript were sent out at once.

Of course, it's the manuscript that is the big deal at the moment...

Thereupon... The living room remembered the rhythm of crackling again.

Waiting until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, aside from the transparent people in the program group, Xu Mu, who lives alone in an empty nest mushroom house, wrote another 20,000-word Xiansan manuscript in this more hour's effort.

Just as he closed the laptop, Xu Mu, who had just moved his feet to the yard and was about to move his body, saw that the wooden door of his house was opened.

How did the door open?

Xu Mu was stunned, and doubts appeared in his heart: Is someone coming?

Xu Mu turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw two people stepping over the threshold and stepping on the sturdy stone slabs of the courtyard as soon as he stepped forward.

These two people are Huang Sanshi and He Yu.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed...

Huang He and the others returned to their home in Wuliu Village.

"Hey, Teacher Huang, Teacher He, who should I be, it turns out that you two are fat!"

"What fly?"

"Moon-ba, fat!"

"Teacher Huang, Xu Mu is talking about your fat. ”

"No, no, no, embarrassed, you're wrong, it's you. ”

"But, Mr. Huang, you have to be clear, I only weigh 50 kilograms. ”

"Hahaha. ”

This chic conversation made all three people in the courtyard laugh.

It's just that Huang He and the others laughed presumptuously.

And Xu Mu's smile was a little dull and stiff...

"After two days of tossing, we finally went home again. ”

As soon as he entered the door, Huang Sanshi stretched out his arms and circled in the courtyard, filling this Wuliu Village with fresh and comfortable air, breathing and hugging without delay.

He Yi ran forward quickly, opening his hand to hug Xu Mu.

"Oh, Xu Mu, I haven't seen you for two days, but I miss me. ”

Seeing this, Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, and also opened his arms to give He Yu a bear hug.

Huang Sanshi, who took a breath of pleasure, retracted his posture, walked slowly to Xu Mu and He Yi, and teased: "Embarrassment, you see that you scared Xu Mu so much that he didn't dare to speak." ”

"I wasn't scared, but I had just stopped writing and was about to come out to breathe when I saw you guys back.

When I came back, I didn't send me a message to say hello, I must have been a little stunned when I saw you for a while. ”

"That's right,"

"Sorry, we were negligent. ”

Huang He and the others nodded, understanding what was going on.

After a normal person is detached from a highly concentrated mental state, there will generally be a brief period of consciousness wandering and trance.

People tend to be a little sluggish in their nervous response at this time.

"I said I'll see what kind of hysteria you're doing here. ”

"I thought it was embarrassing that I scared you when I hugged you just now. ”

"How is it possible?" After coming out to breathe for a while, Xu Mu broke away from that stunned state.

"Teacher Huang, Teacher He, let's go into the house and talk. ”

"Hmm. ”

The three of them raised their steps and were about to walk towards the house, when Huang Sanshi suddenly put down his steps, and raised his left palm above his head.

"Stop, stop first. ”

"What's wrong, Mr. Huang?"

He Yu asked, and Xu Mu also looked at Huang Sanshi with questions.

"Xu Mu, you take the embarrassment and my backpack upstairs first. ”

"Uh, okay. ”

Xu Mu grabbed the backpacks of Huang He and the others and did not leave, but stayed where he was and waited.

He wanted to see what Huang Sanshi was trying to do when he suddenly stopped here and didn't leave?

I saw Huang He and the two looking at each other, as if they had a soul, and the two walked towards the open space in the courtyard without speaking.

Seeing this, Xu Mu's doubts were even heavier, did these two people have a tacit understanding enough to be able to make eye contact?

Why didn't you speak, and people went out one after the other?

If you don't know that these two people are both families and have wives and children.

Xu Mu really wants to suspect that these two people who are over forty years old have a deep friendship and tacit understanding...

Belch... It's crooked.

In fact, Xu Mu knows that this is the skill that He Yu has practiced as a host for many years.

I can guess what the people around me want to do in an instant.

This is also why He Yu has been in the entertainment industry for nearly 20 years.

To put it mildly, half of the people in the entertainment industry are friends of He Yu.

All of this stems from the person He Yi, who has a gentle personality and is not easy to get angry, and his enthusiasm for others is not false...

Treating people and things is like a spring breeze, and I feel good unconsciously...

(Hey, it's far away again, and the kite is forcibly pulled back!!)

"Teacher Huang, have you punched in the scarf today?"

"Not yet. ”

"What about yesterday?"

"That's a must!"

As the two of them walked towards the middle of the courtyard, He Yan asked.

The two stood still in the middle of the courtyard, staring at each other face to face, and then the two continued to communicate.

"Come on, embarrassed, let me see how you've practiced in the past two days. ”

Huang Sanshi's tone was quite solemn, as if he was about to start a contest between top masters with He Yu.

has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years, and He Yi, who has been focusing on entertainment variety shows, is also a drama master.

Stretched out his right hand, his right palm facing Huang Sanshi: "Wait!"

Then He Yan turned his head to the right and looked at Xu Mu: "Xu Mu, you put our backpacks in the house first." ”

"Then I came down and took some photos and videos of Mr. Huang and me. ”

"We wore our hair around our necks to punch in. ”

"Oh, okay. ”

Xu Mu, who was arranged, threw Huang He's backpack into their bedroom, and then came in a hurry.

Holding a mobile phone and turning on the camera, he acted as a real-time recording reporter for this yearning for the showdown of the mushroom house masters.

Everything was ready, and Huang He, the two drama spirits who had just returned to the mushroom house, began to compete in the courtyard.

It's just, a duel of masters,

There must be a wound...