"What if it's more than just a story?" Ling Yun looked at Liu Qian, who had her eyes closed, and said softly. Indeed, in Ling Yun's heart, this is not just a story, it is something that really happened to him.

"Really?" Liu Qian opened her eyes, slightly surprised. Looking at the confident big boy in front of him, it seemed that he was waiting for his explanation.

"I don't know what to do." Ling Yun shook his head and smiled lightly.

Liu Qian blinked, and suddenly felt that this boy was very interesting. "When you say that, I think it's true."

"I don't know what to do," Ling Yun then responded, and at the same time, there was no sadness or joy on his face, so that people couldn't see anything.

"I don't know what to do" Liu Qian said heavily, and then said suddenly: "I don't know what to do, forget it"

The things in the world are true or false, and no one can say whether they are true or false. Ling Yun felt that it was better to leave a suspense in anything. Many things can't be happy endings, and it is precisely because of the separation after the most reluctance that the happiness of getting together halfway can be shown.

"For many authors who write love dramas, write a story, love someone, and lose a love." Ling Yun said with a smile.

"So, you are the same," Liu Qian asked. Of course, she can understand the meaning of this sentence, when creating, only by putting her heart into it can she write an immortal story.

"I'm not." Ling Yun shook his head, he thought he was just writing a story, not creating.

Writing a story and creating a story are two different concepts. Writing a story is something you already know, and you can tell it in skillful and perfect words. It can only test a person's ability to control words, and the ultimate requirement of creation is for an author to use his own thinking to sketch a perfect, rigorous, and touching story, which is much more demanding.

The most important thing for a writer is inspiration. If there is no inspiration, it is clear that the creation will be stagnant. Even if it is written, it is the kind of article that is rigid and does not have any sense of substitution.

"You're not? Anyway, I don't understand, so I won't talk about it. Liu Qian shook her head, in her eyes, Hongyan is a young man with great potential. I think young people like you can go in another direction. She had a slight smile on her face.

"The other way? In what direction? Ling Yun was a little surprised.

At this time, I saw Liu Qian glancing around, and seeing that no one around was paying attention here, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ling Yun's ear: "Hongyan, I think you can be it, little white face" When he spoke, the last sentence was also elongated, which seemed to be emphasizing.

Feeling that Liu Qian was slightly fragrant in her ear, Ling Yun smiled awkwardly: "Little white face, I don't have this capital, besides, even if I am willing to be, no one will take care of it."

"I'm willing" Liu Qian's eyebrows rose slightly, driving the expression on her face to dance lightly. It was completely different from her seductive smile, which came from the heart and showed her happiness.

"Then I can't ask for it," Ling Yun continued, and he could tell that Liu Qian was joking.

There is no doubt that Liu Qian is a very shrewd woman. This can be seen from her rapid foothold in the anchor world, and she knows how to get closer to people.

For young people like Ling Yun, they like the feeling of being uninhibited. A proper joke can ease the relationship between the two.

"Really?"

"Then one day I can't afford to eat, so I'll go find your bag*." Ling Yun said as he looked into the distance.

"I'll wait"

Under Liu Qian's ability, the two quickly became one, as if they hated each other. There was a sentence, and there was no word of chatting.

"It's time to prepare." At this time, Mr. Liu came over.

Liu Qian, who was originally talking to Ling Yunpan with a brisk smile on her face, changed her original appearance in a blink of an eye, which was fascinating.

"Okay Mr. Liu, I'll prepare right away." Seeing Mr. Liu coming over, Liu Qian said.

It's really an old disrespectful guy, at this time Ling Yun couldn't help but scold in his heart, just now, Ling Yun saw a flash of fire in Mr. Liu's eyes, and the meaning of that blazing heat is self-evident.

……

"Hmph, it's really unlucky, it's just a little bit" Mu Qingyan stomped her foot lightly, and her puffing appearance quickly attracted the fiery eyes of the few boys around. ,

"What do you see, I haven't seen a beautiful woman" Sweeping the surroundings, Mu Qingyan said angrily. If it was usual, of course she would ignore these gazes, but now she is angry, and she can't help but vent.

"Okay, didn't you just go in." Luo Xiaoluo smiled, the indifference on his face was completely incomparable to Mu Qingyan. Seeing her appearance, it is difficult for anyone to imagine that this girl has an outstanding kung fu.

After finishing speaking, Luo Xiaoluo's heart still couldn't help but want to laugh. Mu Qingyan took her just now, and the two of them were sneakily wandering around the book building, at first Luo Xiaoluo didn't know what Mu Qingyan meant, just go shopping, why did it look like he was unsightly.

Just when she was puzzled, she suddenly found that Mu Qingyan's eyes radiated a dazzling glow. It was as if a miser had seen a treasure, and Luo Xiaoluo was very amazed at that time, could it be that there was a handsome guy in front of him, so that his friend had such a big reaction.

Turning his gaze forward, Luo Xiaoluo suddenly found that it was a small door. Hidden in a corner, it's hard to spot. After a slight turn of thought, Luo Xiaoluo immediately understood that this door must be a passage behind the front desk.

You must know that the main entrance in front of you is blocked by security guards, and you can't enter at all.

"It seems that today's luck is not bad." At that time, Mu Qingyan said with a little excitement, and then pulled Luo Xiaoluo and ran in.

But there are unforeseen circumstances, and they are indeed looking for the right door, but they are not very lucky. As soon as I entered, I saw several people standing in front of them, waiting for them.

The rest of the results can be imagined, the two of them were blasted out, and there was no pity for the jade, which made Mu Qingyan very hurt.

The boys around who were not many in the past all smiled awkwardly when they heard Mu Qingyan's words. For beautiful women, they certainly don't count.

"It's about to start" A girl's excited voice came, and sure enough, the big curtain at the front desk gradually opened, and the huge clock outside the building rang out, and the time was nine o'clock.