Since the Meng family was electrified, the people who came to see the lights at night were the same as rushing to the market, and the originally quiet alleys were also very lively at night. From time to time, people come to talk with small benches, and the hawkers in the vicinity have now set up their night food stalls, and they can make a lot of money selling night snacks to the neighbors who watch the lights every day.

In the autumn night, there are not many mosquitoes and flies, and it is the most comfortable and cool time, and the neighbors gather together to talk about the world, so comfortable.

"We're not arguing about the drummers, are we?"

"This ...... You'll have to ask to find out, if you want to make noise about the drummers, let's not come. He also pointed to the drummer and hurried out a new book.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, someone immediately went to ask the concierge of the Meng family, and the concierge of the Meng family knew whether it was noisy or not, so he had to ask the servant woman to ask. Meng Yue was not an early sleeper, and even if she crossed, her routine did not change much. However, I still have to go to bed earlier than before, no mobile phone, no broadband, no brushing in the bed, of course, I go to bed early.

"I don't hear any movement here, but I want to ask Ah You, Sijin Courtyard is closer to the laneway. ”

What can Zhu Zaiyou have, he can now talk about the mountains with his neighbors who eat supper every day, and he won't feel noisy at all.

At breakfast that morning, Zhu Zaiyou also asked Meng Yue for his neighbors, of course, he also wanted to ask: "Auntie, when will "Superstar" be printed, and when will the Delin class and Honghe class start rehearsals?"

Meng Yue felt that this scene might not be easy to arrange, but after reading the manuscript, Delin and Honghe felt that it was okay. Since there was no problem, Meng Yue handed over the manuscript, and he was writing the script at this time. The bookseller has already printed it, and it will be able to be distributed soon, but the picture book will not be sold until the play starts, so she is not very clear about the specific date.

"It's still early, even if it's not an unboxing show, it won't be until November or February. "In fact, it's better to play out of the box and do it again, play one or two scenes and wait for next year, many anxious people will have a boring year for years.

Obviously, Zhu Zaiyou also thinks so: "If it's November or February, it's better to do it again next year, how uncomfortable it is to hang it." ”

"Let's see how the Delin class and the Honghe class are arranged, I don't have time to take care of this now. "The painting books are all big, and Meng Yue is also the first time to encounter the card "Wen".

All along, standing behind Meng Yue are countless modern screenwriters and writers, so she can draw the book smoothly. The difference with direct plagiarism is that her book routines and stalks are definitely familiar to everyone in modern times, but there will be no large similarities, of course, the story structure or something, she also copied it.

Now she suddenly stuck "Wen", which made her a little suspicious that the big guys standing behind her had all disappeared.

"Auntie still hasn't drawn it?"

"yes. ”

Zhu Zaiyou showed the expression of the mouse stealing the rice: "Auntie, I have a little idea, can I say it?"

"Of course, you say. Meng Yue thought that Zhu Zaiyou was going to analyze from the reader's point of view, how to write the next story.

I didn't expect it!

The young man took out a roll of paper from his arms and put it on the desk to spread out, the painting on it was actually Meng Yue's ready-made character design, although there were some discrepancies in the background or something, but the difference was not big, only a little illogical in some details: "Auntie, I think so......"

After listening to the boy's thoughts on the follow-up story, Meng Yue looked in the direction of Nanjing with a sad heart, feeling that he might be beaten to death by the boy's parents. This is the prince of the Ming Dynasty who will ascend the throne as the emperor in the future, so she was taken crooked to the crooked road of drawing comics, can you still let people live well!

"Is that all you going to do?"

"There are a lot more, since I read the book of "Boudoir Order", I started to draw. Sometimes I draw my aunt's story, sometimes I draw my own, but the story I draw is not as interesting as my aunt's. Zhu Jaeyou smiled a little shyly.

Meng Yue: Farewell, as a fandom, you don't need to be shy at all.

"I have a lot of words, do the officials and Her Royal Highness the Queen know?"

Zhu Zaiyou showed a super cute smile, and the whole person showed an extraordinarily warm and cute state and expression: "You know, as long as you don't delay your homework, it's okay." ”

Okay, that's fine.

Only then did Meng Yue put his frightened heart back into his chest, and began to pay attention to the contents of the paper scroll, and after a closer look, Meng Yue found that Zhu Zaiyou was very thoughtful. While this may not be quite in line with the development of her story, it would be interesting to see it as a stand-alone story entirely. However, the teenager's imagination is almost meaningless, and his ability to tell stories is mediocre: "It's good, Ah You's very good at making up stories." ”

"Really, then I can also publish picture books in the future, arrange a play, and let everyone see it?"

"Yes, but the storyteller must have a lot of things to say to others, and he has a lot of opinions and ideas about the world, about life, about all things in heaven and earth, and about the world. So Ayou, what do you want to say about this little fragment you painted, and what kind of views and thoughts do you want to express?"

Zhu Zaiyou frowned: "I didn't think about it." ”

"Then think about it, don't rush. ”

Meng Yue: Thank you for being scared by me, so I wrote to Nanjing and asked how to deal with a prince who loves to draw comics. Is it to communicate happily as a peer, or to tell the boy that there are more important things waiting for him to do, a broader stage waiting for him to conquer, and don't waste your energy on becoming a comic master.

The letter written by Meng Yue here, Emperor Xuanqing received it in the afternoon, opened it and looked at it, crying and laughing: "Minmin, Ah You seems to really like painting." ”

"He likes to paint, his painting skills, he can barely see people, and he can still draw a book, if he really wants to paint a hand-me-down, how can he have anything. ”

"Judging by the messy writing of this letter, you know that Ah Meng must have been stupid by him. Emperor Xuanqing handed the letter to Empress Xiao.

Empress Xiao took it, shook her head with a smile and said, "This kid is really not worry-free." ”

"I wrote back to Ah Meng and asked her to go with the flow, if Ah You really likes it, it is okay to teach him, he is a human being, and he will inevitably have a little hobby. "It's Emperor Xuanqing, don't you also love to watch dramas very much, theater fans don't just watch the play, Emperor Xuanqing is still very good at singing a few words, although it's just because of his hobby, but his singing voice is quite good.

"It's like Your Majesty has to sing a few words from time to time. ”

"Taizu still loves the kitchen. ”

The Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty, there is no one who does not think about his own little hobbies in private, painting and writing poems is common, it is not impossible to love cooking like Taizu, Emperor Xuanqing loves drama is nothing, and there are many people who love curiosity. In comparison, Emperor Xuanqing felt that his little Ayou was actually quite normal.

Small Theatre:

Taizu: Which eye saw that I love to cook!

Servant: All people, all eyes.

Taizu: Phew, nonsense, I just want to cook some hometown food and dispel homesickness.

Minister: From the sweet bean curd in the south to the salted bean curd in the north, from the messy stew to the Buddha jumping over the wall, from the soup bun to the sticky bean bun, from sauerkraut to plum dried cabbage, it is actually His Majesty's hometown food...... Your Majesty's hometown is a bit wide!

Taizu: Well, I do love cooking.