Chapter 114

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But as long as Tang Qin's fans don't know Ling Xiao - everyone knows that his family has openly confessed to the "male god" with a strip every now and then, and even some of Ling Xiao's fans are taken by Tang Qin to fan her. Several people are the backbone members of the Tang Qin Book Club, and naturally they recognized this "male god with a big heart" at a glance.

In fact, Tang Qin's case has also been popular on the Internet for a while recently, and those who don't know each other on Weibo have expressed extreme condolences and regrets for this, but Ling Xiao didn't say anything - early in the morning, many fans asked Ling Xiao to participate in the investigation and catch the murderer, Ling Xiao not only didn't answer half a sentence about this, but even Weibo has not been updated in the past month, as if he didn't care about this matter at all, and didn't say a word.

This indifferent attitude immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of some of Tang Qin's fans, who have complained about it these days, complaining in private that Ling Xiao is too indifferent, after all, they are also acquaintances, and Tang Qin likes her so much, at this time she actually has no reaction at all.

To be honest, these people present at the moment are really more or less dissatisfied with this in their hearts. Until they saw the inky figure not far away, several people were stunned and finally a little stunned - it turned out that she was not really indifferent.

At this moment, the mourning in the sound of the flute is so obvious that even people who don't understand music can't help but have a sour nose when they hear it, but they don't know why they can't cry.

A few people didn't dare to disturb, so they just stood in place and quietly listened to a flute song. It wasn't until a piece of heavy cloth as thick as ink came into their sight that they seemed to wake up all of a sudden, quickly raised their heads, and suddenly bumped into a pair of phoenix eyes with long eyebrows and sideburns.

Several people hurriedly opened their mouths to say hello, but they saw Ling Xiao bowing slightly at him, and then he had already passed his group without waiting for him to speak. Several people watched her stunned as she walked and put the flute into her sleeve, she was obviously not walking very fast, but it seemed that she just disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye.

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The end of January is already final exam week. Fortunately, Ling Xiao usually works hard and never has to surprise before the exam, so this case has no impact on her grades. Immediately followed by the New Year, Ye Lin still did not return to Ye's house, and spent a simple but warm New Year with Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao has been busy since the winter vacation, and it was not until April of the following year that he breathed a sigh of relief - Tang Qin's painting collection was published.

Ling Xiao found many unpublished drawings in her home and notebook, some of which had already been completed and some of which were unfinished. Ling Xiao discussed with her parents, and finally decided to sort out all these drawings for her and publish them in a collection of paintings. At the end of April, the collection of paintings was published, and Ling Xiao named this collection "Red Heart Collection", wrote the title of the book by himself, and mentioned eight big characters on the title page——

"The heart of a child, nine deaths without regrets".

That's probably ...... It was the most appropriate description she could think of for Tang Qin.

It was also at this time that those readers who were dissatisfied with Ling Xiao finally blushed a little - it turned out that she didn't do nothing, she just ...... Say nothing.

After the book was released, it sold amazingly, and it quickly appeared on the best-selling list, and the publisher even urgently reprinted it. Ling Xiao collected Tang Qin's manuscript fee on behalf of Tang Qin's parents under the entrustment of Tang Qin's parents, and then donated it to the mountainous area - that was a primary school in the mountainous area that Tang Qin often remitted money to fund during her lifetime.

By the time the dust settled, it was already mid-spring at the end of May. Ling Xiao was busy for half a year before he could finally catch his breath. At this time, when Shen Qing came to look for her, the weather was just right, and she was lazily leaning under the tree on the school lawn, squinting at the little doll in front of her, shouting "Shi Mu" in a milky voice, and swaying into her arms.

Nie Yan is a year old, and she has long learned to walk and talk, but she is still walking steadily, and her speech is also vague, and she can only jump out word by word. Usually Qin Yao and Nie Zheng have to work, and most of the time during the day, Nie Zheng's parents take care of their children at home. Ling Xiao has finally been free in the past few days, and he is not nervous about the work of arranging classes and the actual room, so he often brings the little apprentice to the school to help with the belt.

She often carries such a young child in and out of school as a girl, and it is inevitable that there will always be some ugly discussions and speculations. She didn't care about it, she still took her little apprentice to swagger through the market every day, asking the stars not to pick the moon, and she couldn't wait to be spoiled by the sky.

Although Nie Yao still looks like a small ball of pink and tender, because of her young age and delicate facial features, it is difficult to distinguish the gender at first glance, and she looks like a beautiful doll. But in fact, although Ling Xiao is busy, he has always been very attentive to this little apprentice, the little guy has grown to a year old, almost never even sick, and looks much stronger than children of the same age. He was only a few steps away from Ling Xiao, and he ran a few steps excitedly, seeing that he was about to pounce into the arms of his master's fragrant softness, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him.

The little guy blinked a little dazedly, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that his master's arms had been snatched away by others. He was in a hurry all of a sudden, he didn't take two steps and didn't walk steadily, and he couldn't care about falling on Ling Xiao all of a sudden, he stretched out his little hand to pull the corner of the man's clothes, and his eyes widened angrily: "Bad!" Bad! ”

"Your apprentice is so stingy!" Shen Qing turned his head and looked at the corner of the clothes that was being held in the palm of Nie Yan's hand, turned around and looked at Ling Xiao again, his expression was extremely sad, "I haven't seen you for a few days!" ”

Ling Xiao didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile.

Shen Qing was a little weak-hearted by her, and stepped back a little and gave up some distance. Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and lifted the little apprentice who was still fighting against Shen Qing into his arms, and then laughed again: "Don't blame me, it's you who have been busy these days, not me." ”

As soon as the little apprentice arrived in Ling Xiao's arms, he was steady, sitting quietly on her lap, playing with the bamboo flute in her hand with great interest.

Shen Qing was even more heartbroken when Ling Xiao said this, coughed twice and cleared his throat, pinched Nie Yao's face in disguise, and whispered, "Isn't that about to start filming." ”

Last semester, Shen Qing's novel was signed for a TV series. The producer was very optimistic about this work, and soon began to operate after signing the copyright, not only quickly contacting the famous screenwriter in the industry, but also taking the initiative to contact Shen Qing to participate in the screenwriting work. The script has been set after the Chinese New Year, and now the casting work has entered the end, and filming is about to start. Although Shen Qing does not have the right to cast, she is the author of the original book after all, and sometimes she is invited to audition together.

Of course, it's just about "looking".

Ling Xiao also knew the general progress, and looked at her with some amusement: "How is it?" ”

"Everything else is decided, but I can't find a suitable heroine." Shen Qing said, looked her up and down, blinked and pulled her sleeves, and shouted in a lengthened voice, "Ling Xiao......"

Ling Xiao hugged the little apprentice and turned sideways: "I didn't hear it." ”

The little apprentice reached out and covered her ears cooperatively, looking like he hadn't heard anything.

Shen Qing was angry and shook her sleeves vigorously: "Ling Xiao!" ”

Ling Xiao sighed, pulled the little apprentice's hand down, and reached out to lift him up while playing the game of "lifting high", while helplessly: "What are your plans?" ”

Shen Qing leaned over and coquettish: "You go and try it, right?" Especially for you! I used you as a prototype to write it in the first place! ”

"Huh?" Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows.

Shen Qing hurriedly covered his mouth - it's broken, it's leaking!

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and slanted at her.

The little girl shrank a little weakly, and as if she had thought of something, she turned around and rummaged in her bag for a while, and finally pulled out a novel she published last year, and stuffed her heart into Ling Xiao's hand: "Take a look!" Look and see what you have to lose! ”

After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel a little shy again, and before she knew it, she blushed, and after stuffing the book into Ling Xiao's hand, she stood up a little nervously, and glared at Ling Xiao without any intimidation: "I'll go back to class first." I don't care, anyway, you'll talk about it after you read it! So what...... This book is very popular, and everyone loves the heroine! ”

Ling Xiao held the book, watched the little girl leave in a hurry with a red face, shook her head helplessly, but really lowered her head and flipped it up-the heroine was written according to her prototype, everyone likes the heroine very much, the little girl wants to say ...... Everybody likes her, right?

Shen Qing started writing novels in college, and she has no shortage of luck and talent, and it is commendable that she has achieved such results in the past two years. But when you think about it, she really has never read the stories she writes, after all, she is really full and busy most of the time.

Ling Xiao didn't have anything else to do in the afternoon, he really leaned under the tree like this, read Shen Qing's book page by page, and in the evening, he closed the book and let out a long sigh.

The novel is not long, and the main plot line is not complicated, it is about a ranger who walks alone in the rivers and lakes when the country invades and the country is ruined...... Until the last moment of the story. The name of the book is "Merry Mound".

Ling Xiao is almost certain...... She saw something, or rather, guessed something.

In fact, this is not surprising, if you really want to count, she has spent the longest time with Ling Xiao - even Ye Lin is not by her side during the day. She even showed her internal strength in front of Shen Qing, although the little girl is simpler, she has always been very smart, plus she has a rich imagination in writing novels, and she has been piecing together for a few years, and she really guesses something.

Ling Xiao can probably know why she can't find a suitable person to play the heroine - Shen Qing really writes according to her character, she is self-willed and reckless, she is unruly when she walks alone in the rivers and lakes, and she is murderous when she wears battle armor.

In these years, there is no one like this except her - Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows.