Lao Song pushed his glasses and leaked the heavenly secret,

"It's impossible to buy it in line now, but I asked the bookstore owner to leave it in advance, after all, Mr. Shanhe, your fame, sometimes, is very useful. ”

"Hahaha!"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "You old Song, you're old, and you're still so skinny." ”

Bao Zhongtian also smiled, but he was not embarrassed to make fun of Lao Song, so he pointed to the stack and opened the topic and said,

"I remember that the few of them probably contributed to the magazines of "Chivalry Bones Talk Today" and "Swordsman". Why are there so many? There are about 20 of them. ”

"President Bao, you don't know. ”

Lao Song explained with a smile.

The generosity of the old man of Shanhe has spread in the martial arts circle.

In the past few days, there has been some relaxation in others, martial arts, but it is just the right time. There are nearly 30 martial arts masters, and they also choose to announce their new works in martial arts magazines that have been famous for a long time today!

In other words, what Lao Song brought this time is all today's martial arts!

No wonder there is such a thick stack!

"There are so many?" the old man was startled at first, and then after roughly estimating the number, he proposed with a smile, "President Bao, I think we just depend on luck?" Why don't we draw one casually, and then change to the next one after reading, no matter who draws it, we have to read it." ”

You know, in these magazines, in addition to the people of the Detective Association, there are also works by many writers, large and small, but there are a lot of them, and it is difficult to determine who they are drawing from when they read the books. It's also an interesting idea.

But fortunately, neither of them participated, but was a judge.

If you are a judge, as long as you read these in these days, you can do it. There was no hurry today, so Bao Zhongtian readily agreed.

"Then you're welcome," Bao Zhongtian smiled, then looked at the colorful magazine, took a copy of it, picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but say, ""Qunxia Zhi, a magazine I haven't heard of." ”

"Haha," the old man laughed, "look at my new book." ”

As he spoke, he shook it in front of Bao Zhongtian.

In this event, the original creators can be said to be hanging pens, so their expectations for the works of hanging pens are still very high.

"The hanging pen is cast this time in "Swordsman", the color of "Swordsman", I remember it clearly. ”

The old man said with a smile.

Bao Zhongtian is indeed smoked casually, but the old man of Shanhe is selectively smoked.

"It's okay, it's okay, please. Bao Zhongtian waved his hand.

The two sat down, and one of them picked up a book in his hand and read it.

And Lao Song on the side also picked up a copy as if no one was around, moved a small maza, and squatted aside to read.

What he has in his hand is also "Heroes"

These two don't know, but Lao Song knows that the new book on "Heroes of the Heroes" is actually the work of Mr. Yanyan!

……

An hour later.

The old man raised his head, rubbed his eyes, sighed, and said,

"It's really good to write this book, it's not in vain that he has spent so much effort. ”

There was silence.

It stands to reason that after the old man of Shanhe made a comment, Bao Zhongtian had to say two sentences, no matter how bad it was, Lao Song had to respond with two sentences.

Now this situation, he is very embarrassed......

"Little bag?"

Shanhe tentatively screamed again.

There was still silence, and the two men ignored him.

"Old Song?"

Still no one answered.

It's even more embarrassing.

However, they didn't pay attention, but the old man was quite calm, and immediately sensed that something was wrong in his heart.

Hanging pen is a writer who is good at martial arts novels, and the one he watched just now, the number of words is naturally longer than that of Bao Zhongtian and Lao Song, how can I read it twice, these two people are still so engrossed, could it be that it has been repeated many times?

"Huh?

The old man of Shanhe inadvertently touched the teacup and made two sounds, which woke up Bao Zhongtian who was drunk.

"Mr. Shanhe, did you say anything just now?"

Bao Zhongtian said a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, it's just that which one are you looking at, why are you so engrossed?" the old man shook his hand, looked over, and asked curiously.

"This one can be said to be ancient...... A masterpiece of the past!"

Bao Zhongtian was very excited, and after thinking about it for a long time, he came up with such a word.

"Oh, whose work is this?"

The old man asked intuitively.

"I haven't ......read it yet," Bao Zhongtian said, turning the first page, and after reading it, he was happy, "No wonder, it's the work of Mr. Yan." ”

"Tell me!"

"Oops!"

Bao Zhongtian was caught off guard, and was snatched away by the old man Shanhe.

He was speechless for a while, "Teacher Shanhe, I still want to watch it again!"

"It's okay, you look at the others first. ”

The old man of the mountains and rivers didn't look at it, and from that stack, he took out a copy and stuffed it into the bag.

"This color must be the magazine submitted by the ancient city, you read this first. ”

"Don't!"

Bao Zhongtian was very reluctant, and looked at it with blank eyes,

"Mr. Shanhe, I'll be honest with you, this time Mr. Yanyan's style has changed greatly, his writing style is so attractive, I really want to see it. ”

"Why, you can't grab it from me!"

Teacher Shanhe said with a straight face.

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Bao Zhongtian looked at the book being taken away, he looked around, only saw Lao Song, and he was also very fascinated, this went around and took a look, and it was indeed the "Fragrance in the Sea of Blood"!

"Old Song, you choose, do you give me this one, or do you go and buy one for me again!"

Bao Zhongtian also lost face, and grabbed it with Lao Song.

The old man of the mountains and rivers turned the first page.

"Wen Jun has a white jade beauty, carved with wonderful hands, extremely graceful, and yearning for it. Tonight, when I step on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain.

……”

Such an elegant beginning turned out to be the early warning notice left by "Xiang Shuai" before the theft.

The note was now laid out on the shiny marble tabletop, and the candlelight from the pink gauze shroud reflected the pale blue paper into a wonderful light purple, and made the handwriting look more elegant and chic, and the letter was unnamed, but with the scent of tulips, which was ethereal and poetic, enough to show who wrote it.

Immediately afterwards, "The son is accompanied by flowers and loses beauty, and the handsome thief walks on the moon and leaves the fragrance." ”

In just a few hundred words, it outlines an extremely ethereal, artistic, beautiful, and intelligent ...... Such a theft!