"Jinzi, don't leave today, let's go out together. Huh?" Pressing her head on Wu Jin, Zhang Qianjiao begged.

"Hmm", he groaned comfortably, and Wu Jin spoke, "No, I have something to do today, I have to rush back to make breakfast for Xiao Zi." ”

Don't think about it, he just stretched. If you want to go to the corner of the wall, you will be punished.

"Hmph, can't you coax me? Ah, I'll bite you to death. Zhang Qian hugged Wu Jin's arm and bit it down hard.

"Ah, you crazy, you loosen up, ah,, grandma, you loosen up. Wu Jin grabbed Zhang Qian hard and pushed it out.

"Woo, hoo. Zhang Qian bit hard at first, making a strange sound in her mouth, but she didn't let go, and then she couldn't bear it before she let go.

"What kind of nerves are you? ”

"I'm going to leave a mark on you, or you'll forget me. ”

"Hmph, I'm leaving. "Fortunately, it's autumn now, and I'm wearing a coat with long sleeves, otherwise Guo Zi saw it, and I don't know what would happen.

"Are you angry?"

"No, I have to go back. ”

"Oh, get out of the way, I want to summon you later, hmph. ”

“…………”

Without saying anything, Wu Jin hurried out the door.

"Friends, brothers, sisters, it's been three months since I first wrote the martial arts novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and it is almost over, I decided to continue to write martial arts, seamless connection, and make you happier.

I've already thought of a name, it's called "Smiling Proud Jianghu", you must support me. Thank you.

Finally, I would like to announce one thing, that is, my plan for my life, I decided that in this life, I will write many martial arts books. Composed of this poem, the snow shoots the white deer in the sky, and the laughing book god leans on the blue duck. How about my dreams, come and worship the big guy. ”

That's right, Wu Jin is about to finish writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", after all, in his previous life, Mr. Jin had only been writing for four months, and if he couldn't be a copyist himself, how could this be worthy of the readers.

"Wow, this is his lifelong dream, right? Writing so many books, you have to throw the rest of your life into the giant pit of martial arts, right?"

"I have a longer life than the author。。。。。 ”

"The big guy is the big guy, and he actually wants to use his own poems, my God, bow and worship. ”

"Come on, take our heavenly painting halberd, I want to pick Xiu'er's teeth. ”

"Come on, take my jade seal, I'm going to smash walnuts for Xiu'er to eat. ”

"What's the matter, Da Da is such a genius, shouldn't these books be casual? Really, who do you look down on? Wu Da, don't you can't get out of martial arts novels. ”

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Why did you choose "Smiling Proud Jianghu"? There are still two reasons for this.

First, Wu Jin likes Ling Hu Chong, he is not a spiritual powerhouse like Guo Jing, Yang Guo, and Xiao Feng, nor does he have the heart of the virgin like Zhang Wuji and the author's deliberate preference, so Ling Hu Chong is always scarred when facing the sinister rivers and lakes.

Second, the rivers and lakes in Wujin's dream are described with a frightening brushstroke. Young people, who have never wanted to go to the rivers and lakes with a sword, who does not want to walk all over the world, who does not want to have gray temples, can say to the children and grandchildren around the knee, "I once went to the country with a sword, and left my relatives and traveled far away." ”

There's no teenager who doesn't want to. But the rivers and lakes are sinister, and it is not a lie. How many young people have fallen to pieces, and how many young people have become ruthless. "Smiling Proud Jianghu" writes the rivers and lakes very realistically.

People in the rivers and lakes, you fight for me, swords and swords, but they are all for the word fame and fortune, for the sake of fame and fame, for the sake of fame and sanctimony, for the sake of profit, secretly killing people and destroying families. It is said that once you enter the master, you are like father and son, but between Yue Buqun's master and apprentice, I am deceitful, which is chilling.

It is this book that makes Wu Jin's understanding of reality more realistic. The rivers and lakes were once rivers and lakes where you were happy to enmity and enmity? The rivers and lakes are the places where you fight for me? Those who are famous and those who are profitable will eventually turn into dust. It is a good death, and it is also a luxury.

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Hmm, should I get rid of "A Laugh in the Sea"? Well, I have to get it out. In his previous life, he listened to songs and read comments, which made him very emotional.

"Gu Long has passed away, Jin Yong has sealed the pen, Tsui Hark is late, Huang Zhan is deceased, the gods and spirits of the ninth uncle and the afternoon horse intersect, and the world will return to the rivers and lakes. ”

There are no more rivers and lakes in the world, especially after the death of Old Man Jin, the rivers and lakes of Wujin when he was a child have disappeared and disappeared. Just rushed to this comment, he must make this song out.

Sitting at the table, Wu Jin wrote the lyrics word by word.

Canghai laughed

The tide on both sides of the strait

Ups and downs follow the waves, remembering the present

The sky is smiling, and the tide is in the world

God knows who loses and who wins

Where is the sheng flute

The sound of the piano goes into the sheath

I dipped the water of the Yellow River in ink

But Lu Zhengyao is like a knife in this life

If you get drunk for a while, you will see that I am not old

The sea should be wide and the sky high

Laugh out loud

Laughed off the write-off

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There is still pride left in the evening photo

There is still pride left in the evening photo

Guo Zi sat next to him, watching him write word by word, and also read word by word. Although she is a girl, her timbre is crisp and not bold enough, but because every word is proud, every sentence is heroic. She still makes people ambitious and full of pride when she reads it.

"Are you the lyrics?"

"Yes. ”

"How can you still write songs? Why don't I know?"

"When the book "The Legend of Wukong" was promoted, I wrote a song called "Wukong", you have heard it, and later sold the copyright for more than 100,000 yuan. Hmph, you don't know. ”

"Oh, that's right. Your lyrics feel so imposing. I feel like after you and I were together, you always wrote those greasy things for me, and I haven't written such proud things for a long time. Did I influence you, is it true, Gentle Township is a hero's mound. ”

When Guo Zi said this, he was a little strange.

"Look at what you said, haven't I been writing martial arts novels and writing about the rivers and lakes, isn't this still pride? Don't always be cranky. Wu Jin was a little funny, like a child, "What do you think when you read these lyrics?"

"Well, I just thought, well, how do you say it? a little desolate and helpless, and I feel a lot of anger. ”

Wu Jin pretended to be profound and decent, and began to talk to Guo Zi.

"Haha, what I think is that a group of people in white clothes, boating in the river, under the dusk, the sound of the piano is long, a laugh in the sea, how many mortal worlds are as far as the chest, pleasant and romantic, although crazy, but also look down on everything, only love this mountain high and long, clouds and mountains. ”

Although this forced pretending to be a bit old-fashioned, but it couldn't stand Wu Jin just wrote a song, Guo Zi's eyes immediately lit up, all of them were little stars, and he hugged Wu Jin's arm, "Wow, I feel so good, you are really a genius, why are you so smart." ”

"Hmph, don't look at who I am, but your husband, even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in your own husband's vision. Definitely not bad. ”

"Hmm. Wu Jin licked it like this, Guo Zi was really much more comfortable, so the girl must have a licking dog, so that she can easily get happy, because there will always be someone who will try their best to make you happy. It's a pity for men, I don't know how good it must be to be able to lick a dog. (┯_┯)

Well, I'll have to call someone to help compose the music, but I won't. Well, you can have a music composition contest on the Internet. Then send a few books at random, and then sign a few names, the cost is low, the speed is fast, I am really too smart. Well, if you think of it, you will be Wu Langjun.

"Brothers, I have one thing I need to ask you for help with, I don't know if you don't want to? Come, squeak willingly, or no one will pay attention to me, and I will not die of embarrassment. ”

"Big, what's the matter, you said, I've fought on the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, don't get me wrong, I don't like you, it's your reward that is too tempting. ”

“+1”

“+1”

"What's the matter, you said, as long as you pay seriously, you let me confess that I'm all on it. ”

“+1”

"Greatly let us help? What are you doing? Could it be that he wants to the powder, oh my God, I'm too wide and afraid, come to me, I'm 1.7 meters, convex and backward, gender... Man. ”

"Why are you so showy. ”

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