Sioux City was silent, looking a little decadent for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In order not to distract you, Liu Mei also saw the scene between you and Wang Kaiyuan some time ago, she naturally knew that it was impossible, but she also took advantage of this and separated from you directly. Tang Yun continued.

"The Liu family has a deep heritage, even if they want you to evaporate from this world, it is not a difficult thing, but unfortunately, Liu Mei has always wanted to be low-key, so she just brought a housekeeper and lived in an ordinary residential area. ”

Su Cheng reacted at this time, no wonder he felt so weird when he found that neighbor the first few times.

"But later, for some reason, the housekeeper found out about the unusual relationship between you and Liu Mei and reported it to his superiors. Tang Yun's tone was extremely flat, and he looked at Su Cheng on the side, and frowned.

Su Cheng unconsciously clenched his hands and said slowly: "Tang Yun, Liu Mei she...... What will happen?"

"Grounded by the family, he will marry another family at the age of 20 or so, in order to enhance the strength of the family, after all, the current Liu family can only be regarded as a literary family. ”

Su Cheng touched his chin, frowned slightly when he heard this, then raised his head, looked at Tang Yun and asked Tang Yun, "What do you mean by this?"

"Because over the years of the Liu family, there have not been any overly famous writers in the three generations, they have been passed down from Liu Zongyuan's generation.

But when it came to Liu Mei's grandfather's generation, the Liu family suddenly began to weaken. According to the rules, if there is no work that can be put on the table within three generations of a literary family.

Then it will fall to the level of the family, and there is no one who can be called a writer in the six generations, so it will also fall to the level of the family.

I want to return to the level of the family again...... It's going to be a lot harder. ”

Su Cheng understood what Tang Yun meant, his fist gradually loosened, and asked Tang Yun, "So now, how is Liu Mei?" Su Cheng said slowly in a calm voice.

"There has been no news of Sister Liu Mei in the past few years, but depending on the time, she is going to be married by the family in the past two years. ”

Originally, Su Cheng just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard this, his heart was lifted up in an instant, and he suddenly thought that if he didn't make a quick move in the past two years to the point where he could compete with the Liu family, then in his life, he would really be separated from Liu Mei and the end of the world.

Sioux City's face was a little heavy, "I see." Leaving this sentence, Su Cheng didn't look back, and walked directly in the direction of Li Wei and the others.

Li Wei and the others looked at Su Cheng's face, gloomy, knowing that something bad might have happened, and a few people walked a little depressed along the way, Li Wei glanced at Su Cheng worriedly, and took the lead in saying: "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, Su Cheng, there is no hurdle in this world that cannot be passed, look at it, you look like you now, there is no way to solve any problems." Li Wei patted Su Cheng on the shoulder.

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, and did not continue to say anything.

"It seems that I'm obsessed, and now my strength is limited to online literature, and my influence on physical literature is a scum, it seems...... You're going to set foot in the physical literary world......" The corners of Su Cheng's mouth hooked slightly, "The big move is about to start exploding!"

That's right, the real killer move of Sioux City is not online literature, but physical literature that has experienced thousands of years of precipitation.

Several people each have their own Kan Dashan, and after a while, the five of them are completely acquainted, sure enough, at the dinner table, it is the fastest way to get acquainted with a person, even Cao Yuliang, who has been taciturn since they met, also wanted to open the conversation box at the dinner.

Naturally, Sioux City needs a blockbuster, and he needs a book that will be directly popular through half the sky.

However, at this moment, Su Cheng has already made a trace of decision in his heart, but it is a category that has never appeared in this world, tomb robbery!

However, at this moment, Su Cheng is a little entangled, he doesn't know which one to choose, whether it is "Notes on Tomb Robbery" issued by the third uncle of the Southern School, or "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" sung by the world, it can be said to be a boutique novel of the tomb robbery genre.

The characters of "Notes on Tomb Robbery" are portrayed very well, and they sold very well in their previous lives, but the only criticism is that the plot is not rigorous enough.

However, the plot of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" is rigorous, but it is not suitable for the public to read it, after all, it is a little scary to write, but this is also the charm of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", which makes people feel like the author's own experience when reading it.

Between the two, after all, they are classics of the same genre, Su Cheng bit it, and he finally chose "Tomb Robbery Notes".

But what he didn't know was that this choice was completely digging a big hole for himself, and he didn't expect that the writing problem at the beginning of the third uncle of the Southern School at that time was still ...... The last suspicion of unfinished ......

"Eh, I'm going to be busy again when I go back, and my head is big. Su Cheng moved his muscles and bones and directly mingled with those few people.

After the trouble, he returned to the dormitory with a toothpick in his mouth, opened the computer directly, and started crazy code words.

The sound of the "crackling" keyboard attracted the attention of several people, but looking at Su Cheng's engrossed appearance, he didn't bother him, thinking that Su Cheng was just playing games or chatting there.

"Whew. After Su Cheng saved the manuscript, he stretched his waist, Su Cheng lay down lazily, looking at the time on his phone, "It's early in the morning in the blink of an eye, and these bastards don't even call me." ”

Su Cheng looked at the guys who fell asleep one by one, washed up casually, and fell asleep directly, in fact, Su Cheng blamed them wrong, not that they were not called Su Cheng.

Instead, a few people shouted many times, but it was a pity that Su Cheng was too focused, and after a few words, a few people went away by themselves, which led to the current state.

"I've finally finished the Seven Star Lu Palace, I'm tired, find a publishing house tomorrow and send the first 30,000 words......" After muttering this sentence, Su Cheng fell asleep deeply.

Completely unconscious, Li Wei, who slept on the lower bunk, was in a state of seeming to be asleep, and in a daze, he heard a real thing.

"Seven Star Lu Palace...... Publishing house...... Call...... Beauty, sports car ......"

For a while, the whole situation was developing in a strange direction, giving people a kind of melancholy......