After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and not long after Chu Nan lay down, he heard Lao Bai shouting in the lobby:

"Xiucai, what are you doing, come on, come on! Xiucai, it's better to die than to live, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome..."

I'm rubbing, listen to this meaning, the show is to find a short-term view?

When everyone rushed to the lobby, they found that Lao Bai was holding Xiucai's thigh, and Xiucai was standing on the table, holding a hemp rope in his hand, and looked up along Xiucai's head, which was the beam of the room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The first reaction of everyone was that Xiucai was going to hang himself, so everyone pulled him off the table with all hands and feet, and held him down to prevent him from doing stupid things.

"Xiucai, you can't think about it. ”

"Yes, there are so many delicious things in the world. ”

"You haven't married yet..."

"Yes, if you die, your family will be ruined. ”

“....”

"Stop, who said I'm going to die? I don't want to die!"

"And what are you doing here?"

Xiucai pointed to the top of his head, "Head hanging." ”

"Hey, you're scared the hell out of us. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately let him go.

Xiucai smiled at Lao Bai, and then pointed to the stool next to him, "You sit there." ”

Lao Bai didn't care, and sat down with his ass. Immediately, Lao Bai's face changed.

"Cone thorn strands. ”

With Xiucai's faint tone, Lao Bai jumped up directly screaming, and everyone saw that there was a sharp wooden wedge standing on the stool, and they didn't know when he went in.

"Let you talk a lot, tell Mr. Zhu that I write a novel. ”

Lao Bai was also very aggrieved, "This is really not what I said. ”

Xiucai didn't care whether Lao Bai leaked the secret or not, anyway, after taking revenge on the society, Xiucai finally got angry.

"I won't take anything to heart about what others say. ”

"It's long overdue, how did you figure it out?"

Xiucai smiled slightly, "I write novels because I want to write, I have a desire to talk, I want to record the stories that happen around me, and that's enough." ”

"You're really not asking for much. Lao Bai rubbed his buttocks and complained.

"I know that my novels have no literary value, or any special meaning, and they are unlikely to last forever, but at least I can enjoy myself, and most importantly, I know what I am going to do.

Writing a novel is the first active choice I made in my life, and what is fame and fortune compared to my own choice, compared to the fulfillment and happiness of my heart?"

Chu Nan was very happy to see Xiucai's enlightenment, and presumably Old Master Zhu should be very relieved to hear this.

Papapa~ There was warm applause in the lobby, cheering for the new life of Xiucai.

"By the way, after all that, have you thought of writing anything?"

Xiucai was very proud, "No one has touched this subject yet." ”

"What's the subject?"

"Martial arts!"

Hearing this bloody conversation, Chu Nan only felt that he was acting every minute. But after thinking about it, I can fully participate in it, so many classic novels of Jin Yong and Gu Long, plus Xiucai's writing, you can give it a try.

If these two gods can't do it, they can further innovate on the existing stories, such as "Tang Bohu Bian Qiuxiang", "The Mother of the Troubled Boy Loves Me Again", "The Sloppy Female Devil", "Joyful and Heng Yuanxiang", so many classics, writing them can definitely dominate the novel world.

In a hurry, Chu Nan hurriedly asked, "Have you thought about what to write?"

"It's the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, grievances and hatreds. ”

Lao Bai, the old Jianghu, is very embarrassed, "Do you know what Jianghu is?"

"Aren't you all from the rivers and lakes? ”

When Lao Bai heard this, he became even more proud, "Okay, I'll think of a story, it's called the Legend of the White-Haired Devil, and it's about..."

"Hey, hey, I'm writing about martial arts, not gods. ”

Big Mouth then proposed: "Then write the Four Great Divine Catches." ”

"You dare to touch the people of the court, you don't want to live as a cook?"

Xiao Guo was not to be outdone, "I also have one, called Bird Shooting Heroes." ”

Xiucai bit the pen, "It's a little interesting, you talk about it carefully." ”

"It's about a silly boy with mediocre qualifications, who has gone through hardships and finally grown into a generation of heroes. ”

When Xiucai heard this, he immediately vetoed: "Vulgar, and stingy, what I want to write is the entire martial arts." ”

The youngest Mo Xiaobei also has his own thoughts: "I have one, the twelve divisions of Tianlong." ”

Maybe it's because Xiaobei was born in the Hengshan faction and has been exposed to it since he was a child, Xiucai is very polite: "What is this story about?"

It's a pity that Xiucai completely overestimated Mo Xiaobei.

"It's about a monk, a flowery heart, and a hero, all of them are fighting randomly. ”

I don't know what to say, I think it clearly before answering. ”

Then there is Tong Xiangyu, the eldest lady from the Longmen Dart Bureau also has her own opinions on martial arts. "Then the ruthless sword of the abusive swordsman is about a big conspiracy to destroy the martial arts. ”

"It's really bad enough, and it's false, what I want to write is the real rivers and lakes, and I am in charge of my rivers and lakes!"

Speaking of this, Xiucai's blood was full of blood, and he only felt that a spirit in his chest was agitated and immortal, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy.

"Bring the pen!"

I saw Xiucai's pen walking the dragon and snake, scolding Fang Xuan, brushing and brushing, leaving four big characters on the manuscript paper - martial arts biography!

"Keep writing. ”

Xiucai was excited, and withered directly: "I haven't thought about the rest yet." Heck, you need a new brush, preferably from Huzhou. ”

Lao Bai sneered and turned to leave.

"I also need a pair of cotton boots, and it feels cold at night. ”

"Cut!" this time it was Xiao Guo and the shopkeeper.

"I have to have a supper, I'm hungry in the middle of the night, it's best, I can have a bowl of hot noodle soup, don't forget to lie on two eggs, it's going to be yellow, and ah..."

Now even the big mouth that sleeps in the same room with Xiucai can't help it. If you still want to eat runny eggs, why don't you go to heaven?

When Xiucai finished YY, when he looked up, he found that there was only Chu Nan beside him.

"Hey, what about people, why is there only one?"

"I'm waiting to eat the yony egg with you. "Chu Nan didn't have a good airway.

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Early the next morning, Chu Nan was eating fried steamed bread slices and drinking millet porridge. At this happy moment, I saw the big mouth carrying this burden, with a restless face, and hurriedly ran out of the backyard.

"Big mouth, what's wrong with you?"

"Second shopkeeper, my mother is critically ill, I have to rush back to see her for the last time. ”

Chu Nan didn't think about it carefully, and said directly: "Then what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you go quickly?"

"But I'm going to be gone for three days, who is going to cook?"

"I'll take care of this, you can go. Chu Nan looked up and saw that it was Xiao Guo.

When the big mouth heard it, it was also like being pardoned, and he ran away.

At this time, the shopkeeper heard the movement and also came down from the upper floor, "Big mouth, big mouth... Come back..."

Chu Nan felt very strange: "Big Mouth went home to see his mother, his mother was sick." ”

The shopkeeper sneered, "Every first day and fifteenth day of the new year, his mother gets sick once, and one illness is three days, not much in one day, not much in one day, and after three days, the illness will be cured immediately." ”

Chu Nan understood now, I said how did Dazui suddenly know that his mother was critically ill, and I didn't see anyone carrying a letter, and it was time for the relationship. Chu Nan estimated that it was because the old lady wanted her son that he made this decision.

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, Xiao Guo has decided to take over the big mouth, by the way, Xiao Guo, you have no problem, right?"

Xiao Guo has long been dumbfounded, and his feelings are tricked by his big mouth, but the children of the rivers and lakes, a promise, if they say it, splash out the water, if they go back on their word, how will they mix in the rivers and lakes in the future?

"Don't worry, isn't it just cooking?"

Seeing Xiao Guo Hao enter the back kitchen in a dry manner, Chu Nan silently put away the steamed bread slices, relying on this little thing in the next three days.

What? Didn't you say Xiao Guo went to cook?

Hehe, you're naïve.

。。。。

It's noon.

Guo Furong was unexpected, lived up to expectations, and it was not surprising that she brought out a plate of black charcoal from the kitchen.

And the moment she opened the kitchen door, a pungent stench of burnt fire also emanated.

"What does it smell like, why does it smell so bad?"

"What's the mess, what's the mess?"

Xiao Guo smiled extraordinarily brightly, proudly showing the dish he made: "It's not mushy, that's the taste of charcoal-grilled tenderloin." ”

"Carbon is good carbon, but where's the tenderloin?"

It's no wonder that the shopkeeper spoke harshly, looking at the black stuff on the plate, who could have guessed that it was the tenderloin?

However, Xiao Guo was very skeptical of everyone's level of appreciation, and pointed to the black thing and said: "This is the tenderloin, the best charcoal-grilled tenderloin, come, everyone taste it." ”

Seeing Xiao Guo's plate of black charcoal, everyone avoided it one after another, for fear of becoming Xiao Guo's experiment.

In the end, Lao Bai used the spear of the son and the shield of the attacker, and bluntly let Xiao Guo taste it first. But Xiao Guo is not stupid, he knows what he does, and he can only say that the best things should be left to everyone, and he must be selflessly dedicated.

In the end, Xiucai couldn't help it: "The son once said..."

"Say it after you taste it!"

"Zi said: Don't eat if you are evil, don't eat when you smell evil, don't eat if you don't eat, don't eat from time to time. ”

Who knew that Xiao Guo directly picked up a piece of black charcoal, and was about to stuff it into Xiucai's mouth: "Open your mouth, you have to eat if you don't eat!"

Just at this moment, I heard someone outside shouting: "It's over, it's over, it's over...."