After reviewing the manuscript, Mrs. Fan slapped it on the table, and finally shook her head, "No, no, it doesn't work at all, you can't buy it if you write it like this!" ”

"It's a completely different plot than I imagined."

Aunt Fan sat in the first place and picked up the tone, "First of all, between this golden pen scholar and the hibiscus woman, you can't always be affectionate, you are strong and I am strong." ”

"To fight, to fight. But halfway through the fight, they were suddenly reconciled again. ”

"Nonsense, you are the author, you let them be good, do they dare to be bad? After they're all right, you don't care about anything and get straight to the point. ”

"Go to bed! After the two of them made firewood and turned over the clouds, the heroine became pregnant with the child. ”

On the contrary, it was Lu Xiucai, a kid, who couldn't help but bring himself into the plot, "Suitable and appropriate, what is inappropriate, readers like it." ”

Lao Bai was stupid, even Nezha, a little evil star, only stayed in his mother's womb for three years and six months.

"Of course not, it's a demon, a demon in the world! At the same time as he was born, the Fleur woman died in childbirth. ”

"It's dead, too, but it was bitten alive by that child."

Hearing Lao Bai start to ask about the plot, Aunt Fan showed a smug expression of "I know", "The selling point is here, the selling point is here, someone is chasing it, right?" After biting to death, this child grew up suddenly, and at this time, he had only one goal in mind, in order to take revenge. ”

"Father's revenge."

"Yes, but he didn't know it, so he searched, who killed my father? Who knows? But he didn't care, he found one and asked one, asked one to kill one, killed one and asked another, and the rivers and lakes were suddenly enveloped in blood and rain. ”

And Aunt Fan couldn't contain the inspiration that spewed out, "I haven't thought about the specifics yet, but there is one thing that needs special attention, it must be bloody, it must be dead, and it will continue to die." ”

Who would have thought that this Aunt Fan is also an old driver, in terms of the degree of loss, it is no less than the loss of a certain Lu Net, "Don't just die, you have to live, as long as the man and the woman meet together, no matter what holidays they have, they must go to bed." ”

"Then it's even more important, after you finish it, as soon as you know the truth, you have to die another one, or maybe two dead, it's up to you."

Aunt Fan said with great interest: "If you want to make everyone die, this book will be completed!" ”

"I can't make it, I can't write such a book!"

Guo Furong cautiously replied: "What he means is that he can't write." ”

Guo Furong suddenly had a bad premonition, "What kind of money?" ”

Guo Furong was about to explode, and she was furious: "This should be your compensation to us!" ”

Aunt Fan sneered, "Little girl, have you read this contract carefully?" Saying that, Mrs. Fan opened the contract and signaled: "If the book is not completed in the end, all losses will be compensated." ”

"How can there be Lu? How can there be Lu? Take a closer look! ”

Aunt Fan smiled wickedly, her eyes were full of pride, "Hehe, this is an ink spot." Less nonsense, pay back! ”

Lu Xiucai was afraid of causing a bigger incident, so he hurriedly stopped Xiao Guo, and then asked, "How much does it cost?" ”

Xiucai only felt a bolt from the blue, "Where can I find so much money?" ”

Xiucai was about to cry urgently, "I really don't have that much money." ”

Xiucai hurriedly explained: "This is not my inn!" ”

"This is an ancestral property, and I can't sell it if I kill it!"

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Hearing the ins and outs, Tong Xiangyu came to an afterthought, "Look, I said it a long time ago, this kind of thing can't be scribbled, and sure enough, the problem is written." ”

Tong Xiangyu was also very helpless: "Don't say that there are people, even if there is a god!" Three thousand taels of silver, where can I find it for you? ”

"What jewelry? My jewelry has long been smashed away by Lao Qian and Lao Xing! ”

Tong Xiangyu hurriedly pulled Lao Bai away, like an old cat guarding food, "No, this bag of things is a gift from God, I can't give it to him!" ”

"Lao Bai, come back!"

Tong Xiangyu watched a large amount of wealth fly away like this, and burst into tears in distress, "Toss the dead!" ”