This poem is not from "Smiling Proud Jianghu", but suddenly popped into his mind when he put it down. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before that, he had planned to write a famous poem "Forgetting to Return".

"In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunken ...... in the world" Liu Guang read it twice, his eyes widened and said: "Show the martial arts style to the fullest, buddy, which martial arts novel did you see it from?" ”

Qiao Yu smiled.

Academician Wen came back to his senses from the realm of calligraphy, and when he saw Qiao Yu's expression, he already knew it, and said to Liu Guang: "Don't think about it, he wrote it himself." ”

"Wrote it yourself?" Liu Guang saw that Qiao Yu was only twenty years old, and the martial arts masters he knew didn't have this person at all, so he said with a little suspicion: "Won't it?" Without decades of life insights, I'm afraid I can't write it. ”

Fang Nianqin was also a little unconvinced.

However, this boy who is half a year younger than himself has no good calligraphy.

Looking at it, there is the feeling of watching a 3D movie, as if the words on the painting are about to fly out.

Could it be that this is the second realm of calligraphy, Shunxin?

"You don't believe me?" Academician Wen said funny: "Last time at Meng Lao's birthday banquet, Chensheng didn't believe it, and as a result, he lost very badly. ”

Dusty? Today's giant master who writes martial arts novels actually folded into the hands of this teenager?

Liu Guang was shocked.

Chensheng is one of his most admired martial arts masters, and the women and children in the pen Xiaolu Tanhua are well known, and his reputation is strong, covering how many first-line celebrities and superstars.

What kind of despicable means did this young man use to make the earthly master stumble?

Just as he was speculating, Fang Nianqin's eyes became brighter and brighter, not like lighting a lamp, but gradually widening his eyes.

Amazement, disbelief, disbelief!

"You, is your surname Joe?" Fang Nianqin didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear of missing the young man's next move.

Qiao Yu smiled and nodded, "Yes, senior sister." ”

Fang Nianqin breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that it's someone who has hit him before, otherwise he would have to suffer a new round of blows.

"You're a calligrapher?"

Qiao Yu shook his head.

"If you write so well, you must have a foundation, a calligraphy family?"

Qiao Yu shook his head again.

Academician Wen stopped and said half-jokingly: "It's better not to know some truths, otherwise, you will feel even more uncomfortable." ”

At this time, Academician Wen remembered that at the birthday banquet that day, there was a girl who was Qiao Yu's classmate and said that he was playing basketball, and an hour ago, Qiao Yu said that he was singing.

She is also a little blindfolded now, what is this guy Qiao Yu doing?

It's too unprofessional, isn't it?

"Well, I'm not going to ask about that." Fang Nianqin looked at the tutor and said, "Teacher, so to speak, this calligraphy and painting is also a work of 'living beings'?" ”

Academician Wen smiled and nodded.

Qiao Yu suddenly patted his forehead, "Teacher Wen, I'm afraid this calligraphy and painting is not suitable for you." ”

You just found out? Academician Wen waved his hand and said: "It's okay, the realm of calligraphy has arrived, and the artistic conception doesn't matter." ”

The first time he came here, Qiao Yu didn't want Academician Wen to leave any regrets in his heart, so he picked up the pen again and wrote a comfortable poem that was popular in the world.

Academician Wen smiled from ear to ear.

In the space where Qiao Yu was writing, Fang Nianqin told Liu Guang what he knew about Qiao Yu's deeds, and the latter was stunned for a moment.

After receiving the paper, Liu Guang asked curiously: "Qiao Yu, that poem is full of martial arts style, do you also have a martial arts story in your heart?" ”

Then without waiting for Qiao Yu to answer, Tu Qian Dagger saw it, "Can you tell me about it, I can be worried about martial arts novels recently, no matter how I write, it's a flutter." ”

Qiao Yu shook his head, he has a novel, but he can't say it, he still has to wait for it to be published.

……

Leaving the Academy of Letters, Qiao Yu saw that it was still early and walked towards the Electronic City.

If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work.

Don't even have a computer and still want to write a novel?

Taking the subway, Qiao Yu came to Science and Technology Street, found a brand store and bought a portable notebook, and asked the store staff to install the necessary software, and then he turned back.

Nothing to say all the way.

Back at the hotel, Qiao Yu turned on the computer, connected the Internet cable, and opened the Golden Start Novel Network.

Golden Start is currently the largest Chinese network in China.

There is a large flow of readers and high popularity.

Although he doesn't read novels much, there are a lot of e-book parties around him, and he doesn't know these things in a blind eye.

There are major categories such as fantasy, fantasy, urban, martial arts, Xianxia, military, history, science fiction, sports, games, and supernatural products.

It is divided into boys' nets and girls' nets.

The number of books in various categories directly reflects the current trend of novels.

Fantasy and urban are the current hot spots, with dozens of new books added every day, with a total of 500,000 and 300,000.

And martial arts ...... Qiao Yu clicked on it and took a look, and it was half cold.

There are 30,000 books in total, which is only one-tenth of the city's total, and the recent new books are even more pitiful, very few, and they don't even fill the list.

"Anyway, let's send it first."

Qiao Yu clicked on the "Writer's Zone" at the top, created a writer's account, and began to create a new chapter.

The paragraphs of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" in my mind are too long, and the length of one section is too large to read. He split it up.

He didn't want to save the manuscript, so he wrote and typed, made up enough 2,000 words for review, and directly clicked to upload.

I don't know how long it will take, so he closes his computer, gets up and walks outside.

As soon as she went out, Xue Jingyi walked over from the side, "It's just right, let's go to dinner, shall we?" ”

"Well, today I invite you."

Xue Jingyi smiled suspiciously, "The sun is coming out in the west today, invite me to dinner?" ”

Qiao Yu said: "I was impulsive today, I apologize to you." ”

Xue Jingyi gave him a blank look, "Then I'm going to slaughter you severely!" ”

Just as she was about to walk to the parking place, she stopped, "I won't drive anymore, let's take the subway, it's faster." At this point, it will be the peak time to get off the bus in a while. ”

Qingyue Palace, shopping mall.

Fan Siting was dragged by the good sisters in the dormitory to go shopping, and every time she went to a store and saw the skirt, the absurd things she experienced in the afternoon would come to mind tirelessly.

The boy who tore her skirt with brute force said at the time to buy her a new one, and she flatly refused.

Unless a boy makes her tempted, she will never accept a gift from the other party.

The two of them were tired of shopping, so they came to the hot pot restaurant with the clothes they bought and came to the hot pot restaurant on the basement floor.

……

"When you say eating a big meal, you mean eating hot pot?"

Qiao Yu looked at the three big words "good taste", and asked Xue Jingyi with a smile.

"Can't you?" Xue Jingyi was rarely arrogant, and walked towards the card seat inside with her bag. "Eating hot pot can also make you poor."

The waiter hurriedly followed.