The uneventful in the ordinary, the time passed in a tense and busy and passionate burst, and for several days in a row, he stayed at home, stuffy in his room and wrote novels, oh no, more appropriately, he wrote books in his dreams at home.

A lonely lamp, a bookshelf, a table and chairs, a slightly lonely figure, smiling slightly, holding a book, sitting comfortably cross-legged on the bed, as if in a fake sleep to see Zhou Gong. This is the basic normal state of our day.

At present, with the cooperation of Win Sick Ji and Cat Bear, Sou Shen Ji has progressed to the third volume. After smooth sailing at the beginning, after the rapid stabbing of the waves, the specific plot portrayal development has to be carefully considered, after repeated thinking, although there is a cat bear from the genetic memory to write down the main outline of the search for the gods, but many subtle places have been derailed from the original version, after all, winning the disease is not a cat bear, according to the imagination of the composition of the search for the gods, has had some changes, such as the desolate monsters described in the search for the gods, the fairy spell, win the disease has long imagined that the Buddha is the way, Zhu Xian, and other wonderful descriptions of the four divine beast Dao method.

The product of his own fantasy has changed, and what the cat and bear who naturally take his thoughts as the first criterion are depicted are naturally equivalent to the image he thinks.

However, after reading the new version of the Win Sick Edition, I feel that the similarity compared to the original work has been * not far from ten, and the taste also has a slight hint of Zhu Xian, Buddha is the Tao and other hundreds of schools of thought and rhyme, under the meticulous craftsmanship of the cat bear, the pinnacle of everyone, it is definitely not worse than the original work, with the original penmanship, the outline of the plot content, and then the collection of the essence of the hundred schools, the victory of the disease has been like a fairy like a fantasy, true and false imagination, 100% is a super-first-class masterpiece!

At least in the eyes of Ying Zhi, whether it is viewed by God's vision, or by the author of the author, or by the ordinary mind of the audience, decades of age of books

The experience of sù win the disease yourself, this book compared to the original, compared to the Buddha is the Tao and so on later gods, never drop points!

However, it is said that there are a thousand ways and ten thousand, and there are no works that have been identified and affirmed by the market, whether you are a novel or a movie song, it is okay to say that it is a masterpiece or a boast, and others only let you boast about it, Huang Po sells melons and boasts, who wouldn't brag! It's the mule or the horse that leads it out to slip around, give the audience a look, take a look, they host the good or bad, they say you're a good thing, then you're 100% good, they say you're a rotten egg broken thing, then it's a stinky moldy rotten egg, a broken broken thing! Why, half-seriously and half-jokingly, because the eyes of the masses are bright, because the audience is God!

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is a warm afternoon.

Lin Fang walked out of the house in plain clothes, she looked up at the sky, the warm sunlight sprinkled on her face that was no longer young but still beautiful, bringing her a comfortable and warm feeling, although there are foreign debts at home, but the children are filial and sensible, it is finally a happy event, which makes her lips can't help but raise a happy smile.

"It's a good day too." She said to herself in the bottom of her heart, not forgetting that she turned around and closed the door, planning to go to the factory to continue working.

At this moment, the door of the neighbor's house next door clanged, and suddenly it opened.

The winner wins the sick in their own room.

Although he doesn't know how to write novels, he believes that only by moving himself first can he move readers, and only by bringing himself wholeheartedly into the world of Sou Shen Ji can the cat bear write a beautiful plot that readers can empathize with in the most realistic way.

Win sick has tried to bring himself into the role of the protagonist Tuoba Ye, in the real scene in the dream, most of the time he is Tuoba Ye, Tuoba Ye is him, the two are not separated from each other, but to tell the truth, Win Sick Ji and Tuoba Ye are completely two people with two personalities, and they are not the same in life, so it can be said that they are two extreme people.

Sou Shen Ji is set according to the wild fox land under the tree: Tuoba Ye is handsome and free, kind and upright, easy-going, very affinity and charm, and is also very feminine, and has a nickname called "Tuoba Magnet". What does that mean? It means that a woman's heart is as difficult to find as a needle under the sea, but when she encounters this magnet, she automatically sucks it all together.

This skill is really one of the two most coveted nirvana skills for dealing with women!

According to common sense, Tuoba Ye deserves to be a perfect man. But in the eyes of women, he is amorous and merciful, and in the eyes of winning the disease, he coincides with each other. In addition, there is no similarity, in the period of the wilderness, Tuoba Ye did not have a city, on the contrary, he won the disease of his own city government very deeply, destined not to open his heart to others, let alone be deceived by ordinary people, Tuoba Ye is destined to be deceived.

He has a scheming to win the disease, and he counts himself, but Tuoba Ye has no scheming and is destined to lose. Winning the illness is unkind, and Tuoba Ye is too affectionate and righteous, destined to believe the wrong person, and be burdened by love. He can't be hard-hearted to win the disease, but he is never merciful to outsiders who are not his own people, Tuoba Ye is just the opposite, he is too easy to be soft-hearted, and he is destined to have no vigorous and resolute domineering. When it comes to ambition, the ambition to win oneself is endless, immortal and immortal! On the contrary, the same Tuoba Ye has no ambition, it is destined to be easy to decadent, and it will not be able to achieve hegemony for thousands of years!

But if Win Sick and Tuoba Ye are placed in the same novel, in the same space world, people will definitely regard Win Sick as the villain, and Tuoba Ye as the messenger of justice, the Holy Mother and the like.

Because although Tuoba Ye does not have the character to win the disease, he is simple because he does not have a city government, so many people are willing to lose their lives for him. He has no scheming, so Corporal Lixian trusts and gains the trust of others. He values love and righteousness, so there will be real brothers, and there will be people who will be born and die for him. He is soft-hearted, so he is broad-minded and can endure what others can't endure. He has no ambitions, so he can herd Ma Nanshan with his lover Concubine Yu and live a happy life. That's what he wants, and that's what he really deserves for someone like him.

This world is like this, in the final analysis, Tuoba Ye is not in danger for most ordinary people, or sympathy or heroic feelings, in short, the comparison of the personality of people like Tuoba Ye and Tuoba Ye is unliked, and they have the heart of the world, but they lose a lot of affection.

But whatever, be yourself, always believe in this, and win the disease will not be worse than anyone else!

Thinking about it this way, in order to take care of this book, I also tried my best to conceive the character of Tuoba Ye and substitute for this role, but it is inevitable to add a little bit of the private goods of the patient.

With the tacit cooperation between Win Sick and Panda, the details of the book will only progress more and more smoothly and faster, and now I am thinking about his various experiences, killing, killing, running, running, faster, faster, Winning Sick is roaring in the sky, forgetting himself and forgetting him, lawless!

Happy from the heart, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Every time my sister Ying Xianfeng comes home, she will occasionally come over to see what he is doing in the room every day, and her mysterious appearance is like a cat scratching people.

Every time she or Lin Fang's knock on the door appeared, the cat bear would immediately untie the link between himself and his own mind.

Win sick has been swimming in the ocean of thoughts, in vain was interrupted, naturally annoyed, no way you don't say what you are doing, win Xianfeng just want to entangle you, every time Win sick has just about to attack, she smiled like a flower on the ground to comfort him and sat down, asking this and that, originally she didn't want such a person to teach him to do sneaky things, others can not be curious!

Today, the crisp laughter of Ying Xianfeng came again: "Hehe, what the hell are you hiding in the room today!?" ”

Knocked on the door casually, Ying Xianfeng took small steps, walked in, Ying Xianfeng sat on the bed, looked up, and saw that she was wearing a light cyan long skirt today, outlining her praised figure, two slender * exposed, wavy hair scattered, slightly covering her eyebrows, under the light of the fire, just like a nourishing green lotus, it looks beautiful and refined.

"Okay, I've convinced you, what can I do, of course, it's to do things that can make money." Seeing the visitor, Ying Sick did not hide the cat and bear this time, but generously took it in his hand and said directly.

Originally, I wanted to sue them after the submission was successful, and give them a surprise, but I always wiped out all the thoughts of creation.

Getting along under one roof, some things may be better to confess, people are like gears, only by adapting to each other, constantly correcting each other's friction, in the end can we fully fit, so as to keep running smoothly.

Winning the sick had carefully tore off the pages of the book that the cat bear had absorbed, and handed them all to her, waving his hand, motioning for a look.

The little brother who never likes to read writes novels!? For Ying Xianfeng, this incident is enough to call it the funniest joke of this century!

Ying Xianfeng's eyes widened in disbelief, she gently took the manuscript of Sou Shenji's novel, looked at Ying Xianji, who didn't say anything, and said in her heart: "No matter what, I have to take a look." She was intrigued.

With his white palm, he looked interested in holding the paper, glanced at the title of the book, and turned his gaze to the novel that had already been written. The novel opened, her eyes shuttled between the lines, and as the words entered her eyes, her expression was sometimes surprised, sometimes suspicious.

When her eyes fluttered with the words, she didn't bother, squinted slightly, and looked at her with one hand on her jaw. The noncommittal expression on Ying Xianfeng's face also abruptly disappeared, replaced by freshness and a hint of indulgence.

The first chapter is completely copied by the cat bear cracking the genes of the sick itself.

"As the sun sets, the sunset reflects the golden surface of the sea, the microwave is swaying, and the vast thousands of miles are full of golden light. The evening breeze was warm, blowing through the poplar forest on the cliff, rolling up the white flocculent in the sky, floating around, falling on his nose and face. The warm and itchy feeling suddenly reminded him of many things when he was a child.

This is the place where he first saw the sea, and he didn't expect that time would fly by, and he would come to the Nanji Mountain in the East China Sea today. This is the peak of Nanji Mountain, and the top stream around him bubbles through the peach forest, merging into a torrent that cascades down from the Dragon's Tooth Rock to form an amazing waterfall. Because the mountain is too high, the waterfall falls halfway up the mountain, and it is blown by the sea breeze. At the foot of the mountain, there is no waterfall in sight, and you can only feel the drizzle in the sky.

The scenery is the same, and the deceased is like it. However, the ambitious young man of the year has already become an old man with crane hair.

In a few hours, spring will pass, what about his life? The old man's heart was filled with a faint sadness. Falling flowers are flying, butterflies are circling, the sunset is like fire, and the sound of the waves is faint. He lay on the grass on the edge of the cliff, listening to the flowing water in his ears and the seagulls in the sky, and his heart was quiet. ”

After reading the beautiful sentences describing the scenery at the beginning, Ying Xianfeng's heart was secretly speechless, and her calm heart couldn't help but ripple in a circle, and her eyes looked down intently, and the more she looked at it, the more shocked she became, she found that this novel was written in a flowing stream, hearty, and not only beautiful and not gorgeous, it was just right.

Originally, I thought it was just a child's graffiti, but gradually, she was fascinated by the novel. She was gradually moved by the thrilling writing and whimsical nature in it, like an ordinary book lover. A thick pile, there are three volumes of more than 200,000 words of the novel can not be read in a while and a half, Ying Xianfeng is gradually fallen by the plot of the novel, with the plot or happy or sad, it is indeed self-extricable.

There was a burning urge to finish the novel, so much so that she forgot that it was almost time for her to go to work.

Still Win the illness couldn't help but interrupt her, and reminded her to come back to her senses suddenly. Whether this is a revenge for oneself is unknown.

Ying Xianfeng sat on the chair of Ying Xianfeng, and the incredible voice finally came: "You really wrote this book?" ”

Her voice may be a little loud, but it's no wonder that she is suspicious, after all, although she is naturally smart, she has no interest in reading and studying literature, and often says that she is sleepy when she sees a book, so how can she write such a mature sentence? And even if this kid can't hide it well, how can he use the whole text so skillfully at this young age?

"Although your sister and I are not novelist fiction fans, but there is still a sense of appreciation, this book is magnificent, the plot twists and turns, the characters are vivid and impressive, especially the spells and monsters in the text are so vivid and real incredible, the world of the whole book is like a real existence, there is such a strange book in the world, compared to the ancient dragon Jin Yong, it is not much better......" As he spoke, Ying Xianfeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally his eyes were like a scorching sun, flashing with strange brilliance.

After speaking, she raised her head and looked at Ying Zhiji, who was observing her reaction to the book with great interest, and couldn't help but say again: "Who wrote this book?" ”

Although Win Sick has said bluntly that this is the result of his labor in the past few days, and the introduction of Sou Shen Ji has been clearly written on the author's pen name, Win Sick has three big characters of three iron pens and silver hooks! She was still a little incredulous!

"This is a novel written by my brother who never liked to read?" At that moment, an incredible thought welled up in her heart.

Ying Zhiji's face was solemn, and he said without blushing and breathing: "Ahem, it's the deity."

After being confirmed again by Win Sick, Win Xianfeng finally believed it. There is nothing to say, Ying Xianfeng was completely impressed by him, praised again and again, read just a few articles, although there are still many follow-up undug, only the pen and imagination are already very good, but even she herself sighs to herself, although she is not a novelist, but perennial reading Qiong Yao Zhang Ailing and other famous romance novels, heard and was influenced by this, and couldn't help but write short stories in private.

When it comes to this writing, in fact, the rhetoric is full of heads, but it is like winning the disease has been applied to this realm, and the natural beauty revealed inside and out, elegant and vulgar appreciation, but it is absolutely unattainable.

And self-criticizing that Ying Xianfeng's novel is gorgeous, but the content is not substantial, and it is not much more empty than Ying Sick's Sou Shen Ji, and there is no comparison at all, which completely hit her.

But then Win Xianfeng's face was happy, and Hui Xuan's bright eyes were round and glued. I am proud of my brother, and my brother doesn't like to read. can still write this kind of masterpiece, it can be seen that the genius of the sky! How could she not rejoice!

"Okay, old man, you kid, you hide deep enough! I guess you may become a famous novelist in the future, not bad, yes, give my sister a long face. Win Immortal Phoenix's narrow Chao Ying Sick has shown a big smile. Although it was said in a playful tone, it was not entirely nonsense, and she had a hunch that as long as the whole writing of this novel was of this level, with a little more intention, it might not be a big hit.

Ying Xianfeng still doesn't know the actual power of this novel, but Ying Xianfeng is really clear, he can see it clearly, but he said: "False name, every qiē is a false name, just floating clouds."

The corners of his mouth were smiling, and a dark light flashed in Ying Xianfeng's soft pupils: "Hey, you said you were fat and you were still panting!" …… Yes! Miserable! I'm going to be late for work! ”

Ying Xianfeng shouted that it was not good, hurriedly dropped the original manuscript of Sou Shen Ji, and rushed out in a hurry, not caring about the image of a lady at all.

Winning the illness looked at his sister who ran away disapprovingly, and a smile appeared on his lips. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he pulled a sentence on his lips, and said: "Since you know everything, it's good to find her at night to be your staff officer!"

Thinking that Ying Xianfeng is a clerk and knows a lot about the novels of this era, it is good to ask her which newspaper her novel is published in, and let her read the novel first to see what is wrong with it.

The bear did not echo and continued to perform silently, like a dead thing. Win the illness has been secretly strange, and his ears moved.

Outside the room, two laughs resounded throughout the living room, breaking the silence of a room that belonged to the winners.

I had no choice but to whisper: "Cat Bear, then you can create it yourself, the time limit is tentative, wait for me to come back."

I want to see who came to this house that I haven't seen for a long time, and it's not a problem to be bored in the room all day, and it is also necessary to move my muscles and bones.

Just stepped out of the door, a delicate female voice approached from far and near, opposite is the sister's room, the center of the two rooms is the corridor, through the corridor corner is the hall, come here and find that Lin Fang, who has already gone out, is actually at home, and a woman who is not far from the age of the Taoist, gathered in the living room to discuss.

Win the disease has sharp eyes, and from afar I can see the woman's thin body, wearing a blue homespun shirt skirt on her slender body, with fluffy temples, no fat powder on her face, and her white and delicate skin can be clearly seen under the plain makeup, and the phoenix eyes and moth eyebrows seem to be simple clothes, which cannot hide her natural beauty.

With a light cough, he pushed the ephemeral beautiful image out of his mind.

Ying Yi recalled it from his memory, and soon remembered that this was Aunt Li, the neighbor next door, a poor woman with a deceased husband and adopted daughter, as if she had just moved in recently, and they had not seen each other a few times combined. Listen to her say to Lin Fangyunyun: "Winner's heart, you must be right to listen to your sister's words, this stock is a spicy chicken, and it is very popular on the market."

The person who answered her words ...... hesitated but did not speak.

Aunt Li raised her eyebrows, hooked her lips and smiled, and continued: "I will build yì, you can also buy a few lots, don't buy odd shares, don't be afraid of losses, this is a sure profit and not a business, the stock is high water, and if you don't buy it, you can't buy it."

Win the illness has pulled back his thoughts, looking at the scene in front of him, what is going on? Is this looking for our family to buy stocks?

Frowning, he was about to step in to interrupt them, but Yi saw a watery eye, which was staring at him intently.

Those shining black eyes looked straight into the bottom of his eyes.

What a pair of clear and unblemished beautiful eyes, I can't help but praise in my heart.

Because she was too petite, she hid under the woman's left hand and sat obediently, so that she didn't notice it at the first time, and now she looked at him curiously.

Estimated to be ten years old, with curved willow eyebrows, charming small eyes, cherry-like pink mouth, coupled with a small waist that does not hold a hand and skin that can be broken by blowing, because it is short hair like a tomboy, it gives people a hearty and delicate feeling, very lively, and very sensible.

Seeing that Win has discovered his own movements. Then there was a "ah......" sound, and the little girl let out a soft exclamation like a little milk cat.

This exclamation woke up the two fiery women who were chatting and interrupted their conversation.

As soon as she spoke, Lin Fang seemed to have woken up from a big dream, turned her head and saw that Ying Sick had come out, and immediately beckoned to Win Sick with a clever smile and motioned for him to come over.

"Huh-" Her eyes flashed, and when Aunt Li saw Ying Zhiji's figure, she immediately put away the smile on the corner of her mouth, and her expression changed.

"This is a sick boy, I haven't seen anyone for a long time, and now I'm back to accompany your mother and them, it's really good, let my aunt take a look." She glanced at Ying Zhiji, and said with a smile to Ying Zhiji in a coaxing child's tone.

"Oh! Right. Winning the illness raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, mentioning his son, Lin Fang immediately smiled, wrote quickly on his small note, took over the conversation and said, "I just came back a few days ago."

Ying Yiji and Lin Fang glanced at each other, Aunt Li still had a gentle demeanor, grinned her beautiful lips, and said, "Well, take a closer look, she looks tall and strong, and she is very handsome."

"If it weren't for the fact that my family Tong'er was still young, I would have married her to your son now."

Her sincere words did not impress her.

Ignoring her words, he walked to the table and chair, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Instinct told him that something big was going to happen!

Sure enough, before his ass had time to sit on the chair, Aunt Li spoke again-

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