Talent is Ren, provoked by the little witch, with the foreshadowing of "Poetry Two Hundred and Five", the news of "Xu Wenchang wants to write a book and speak" instantly became popular all over the country, and was sought after by the world, whether it was Shilin students, Fengyue places, or market gangsters, traffickers and pawns, everyone was looking forward to it, and everyone looked forward to it, all of them looked forward to the autumn water, not to mention the taste in their hearts, it seemed that there were twenty-five little mice in it - a hundred claws scratching their hearts.

So the world is not calm enough, this news has wings, after flying all over the country, and unceremoniously occupies the headline position of Jiangnan entertainment news, there are many discussions, and there are literary explorers, anyway, it has become an important topic of conversation for the majority of Li people after dinner---- there is no one.

Ordinary people and students are okay, but all they care about is what the content of the book is. Is there any viewing? Can you win everyone's attention? Or is it enough to resonate with sentimentality? The ladies of etiquette in the Fenghua Xueyue venue did not think so, and they closed the door to delve into such in-depth exploration as the ideological origin, creative intention, and theoretical academic ....... of "Dream of Red Mansions" After the achievements of the literary field, it was unanimously agreed that ........red is willow green and pink, Lou is Chu Pavilion Qinglou, and dream is drunk and sleeping", how elegant and interesting the idea is, and the idea is even more unusual.

Such a face-giving behavior, how can Fengyue place be without? Then they thought that they were inevitably involved, and it was no longer a problem for Xu Dacai alone, and they needed the full support of Fengyue to win valuable time for the book to be completed as soon as possible......

So the Fengyue place collectively moved, and solidly carried out the 'Fengyue Boundless Cultural Tour Activity', vigorously cultivating the etiquette lady to talk and makeup internally, strengthening the shaping of the Hongchen cultural image externally, and implementing a one-stop service of eating, drinking, playing and having fun for Xu Dacaizi.

Xu Wei is on fire, and Internet celebrities are rampant in Nanjing City, and everyone looks up to them.

His fire is his fire, and the breeze blows the hills; He is happy to be happy, and the bright moon shines on the river.

Xu Wei was on fire, but he suffered a certain adult surnamed Qianhu.

Then placed in the book mountain text, Zhang Mingyuan was also worried, he was stunned for a long time, the ink on the tip of the pen was solidified, Zhang Mingyuan still didn't know how to conceive a more detailed section, so he had amnesia, his eyes were hollow, and he was sad for a long time.

With a sigh, Zhang Mingyuan came back to his senses, put down the brush in his hand, slammed into the Taishi chair, looked at the ceiling stupidly, and wandered in the fairy world.

The task of writing a book for ---- given by the little witch surnamed Xu is too grinding, and hundreds of millions of brain cells burst out, I wanted to change some dry goods, but I didn't expect to hold back the three-word ---- "Dream of Red Mansions" in two days.

To tell the truth, as a traverser, Zhang Mingyuan has not yet reached the level of openness, the power of the golden finger is amazing, but it is limited to the macro control and grasp of historical events and famous scientific research achievements, the details and difficult points are not transparent, coupled with the limited skills of the ancient vernacular, the quality of 'writer's self-cultivation' is not good, Zhang Mingyuan has a feeling of lying down like a cocoon.

What a book to write!

I have ** silk disease in my brain, why give up treatment?

I originally thought that with my own rough understanding of the "Dream of Red Mansions" section, combined with Xu Dacai's super high literary literacy and strong logical thinking function, they joined forces to jointly develop and promote a masterpiece that will leave a good name through the ages.

Who thinks that 'the agency is too clever to calculate, but it is wrong to miss the king's life'.

It is an indisputable fact that Xu Wei has a high moral standard, and he definitely disdains this, so he tried his best to pull Xu Wan into the water, and borrowed the little witch to make a name for himself.

It is undeniable that Xu Wei is a literary and artistic youth, he is immersed in the poetic and picturesque literary artistic conception created by himself, with the pastoral atmosphere of 'the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream', the cynicism of 'the breeze is illiterate, why do you flip through the books', and the romance of 'My Fair Lady and Gentleman', and there is no lack of 'drunk and lying in the field of the gentleman Mo Xiao's pursuit of fame and fortune.

tranquil, cynical, windy, famous, all four poisons, he is a 'perfect person', and it stands to reason that he should leap to try.

Now that Xu Wan has made a move, the momentum is almost over, and the market's 'hunger marketing method' has whetted the appetite of the world, Xu Wei should also wake up, why didn't he come for a long time?

"It's time to come, right?"

Zhang Mingyuan's big eyes flickered, his generous face twitched, and he looked anxiously in the direction of the door, looking forward to it......... Xu Wei is here, and the pace of making money is near.

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"Brother Virtuous Save Me ........."

A loud roar.

Xu Wei finally came, the kind of faint come, staggering, disheveled, his hair was scattered, his face, forehead, and neck were full of red mouth marks, and it was obvious that he had been in a severely unhealthy place again.

There was no greeting from guests, like meeting old friends for many years, Zhang Mingyuan held back Xu Wei's strong alcohol, greeted him with a smile, helped him, let him to the seat, and poured tea again.

"Virtuous brother, foolish brother...... The foolish brother's head hurts, he has no ideas, no ideas. Xu Wei roared until his face was distorted and distorted.

Zhang Mingyuan entered the role in seconds, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he squeezed out a few tears: "Brother Xu, could it be that he also suffered from the little devil....... The county lord threatened, did he write the book of Naraush? ”

Xu Wei took away the pain in seconds and glanced at him: "How can you be intimidated about the affairs of the scholars?" The lord of the small county remembered that I had only learned from others, and I intended to persuade him, but the foolish brother was not talented, and he was willing to reach a new high, and he wanted to ........ back then."

Zhang Mingyuan smiled, the little witch has amazing methods, forcibly lowering the moral level of the great talent, but the great talent is against his will, and it seems to be even lower.

"I don't know what Brother Xu thinks?"

Xu Wei was stunned for a moment, and the good feeling suddenly disappeared, his brows were frowned, and his face was distorted again: "......... My head hurts! Still no idea. ”

There is no need to fool, Xu Wei automatically went to the road, and Zhang Mingyuan is not used to following the rules, so he did not hesitate to provide the fastest and most effective solution.

------- stack of manuscripts on the table.

Xu Wei was at a loss: "Brother Xian, this is?" ”

"Brother Xu, don't you hear 'two sentences for three years, one groaning and two tears.'"

"Ahh Of course. Xu Wei's eyes were miserable.

"Brother Xu has worked too much, his brain can't turn for a while, this is said to be no 'inspiration', the younger brother is not talented, I would like to present a number of outlines of ideas, please brother Zhang Xiaona."

Zhang Mingyuan is too authoritative, so he can't believe it.

"Inspiration? Outline? Xu Wei savored it, and suddenly his eyes were shining: "Hmm! Brother Xian's words are so wonderful, wake up the people in your dreams! Hehe. ”

After speaking, he copied the manuscript, looked greedily at a glance and ten lines, the more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, the more he looked at the bigger his mouth, and in the end he couldn't control himself, and he danced with his hands in his hand............

Zhang Mingyuan looked at Xu Wei with kindness in his eyes........ What a dazzling Xu Da Yin! Lo and behold, the glittering ingots, the beckoning hand that never reveals his wealth....... It's all over the place.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and Xu Wei realized that it is easy to make money.......

After integrating into this era for a long time, Zhang Mingyuan's view of money has inevitably changed, he can't make money in his previous life, and he can't enjoy a lot of drunken dreams and deaths. The more money the better, the brain burns out to dislike it, not to mention the low salary level of the Ming Dynasty, the corruption of military salaries and unreliable, making life very insecure, the future of disarming and returning to the field, what is lacking, just can't lack money.

Therefore, he wants to see the needle and use all legal or immoral means to make money, and the means of making money must of course fall on the great talent in front of him.

After a long time, Xu Wei looked up at the sky, and the corners of his eyes gradually moistened: "God is pitiful, I, Xu Wenchang, am inspired." ”

Zhang Mingyuan was speechless, as soon as he provided him with inspiration, he immediately transferred his intellectual property rights, and he was embarrassed, this person's moral level was declining rapidly far beyond the GDP of the Ming Dynasty.

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In the end, there are many literati and ink writers, immersed in the manuscript section and unable to extricate themselves, once the spleen is right, there is an excellent literary and artistic conception as a companion, and how much humiliation and hatred are forgotten.

At present, Xu Wei is this kind of heart, what is pleasing to the eye, and his attitude towards Zhang Mingyuan is inexplicable.

"Brother Xian, at the beginning of the book, it is said that 'Fusheng is very busy and busy, and the feast is over. Sorrows and joys are all the same as fantasy bubbles, and a dream in ancient and modern times is absurd. The red sleeves of the abuse are scarred, and they are even more obsessed and hateful. Every word seems to be blood, and ten years of hard work is unusual. 'Okay?' ”

"Miao, Miao, Brother Xu is talented."

"Brother Xian, Lin Daiyu was originally a woman, why did you call her a man?"

"Huh!"

"Brother Xian, in the section of "Daiyu Burial Flowers", why did you let Lin Daiyu kill Jia Baoyu?"

"Yawn, hehe!"

Zhang Mingyuan presented two big snot bubbles in time, and Xu Wei closed his eyes in disgust.

"Virtuous Brother,........ Xue Baochai slowly moved his feet, came to the Grand View Garden, saw Grandma Liu sitting on the threshold, busy giving a light salute, and saw the ......... people in the hall, this paragraph of the foolish brother didn't know how to continue, what should Xue Baochai say? Please give me some advice. ”

"Yawn, hehe!"

"Brother Xian, you don't talk like a ghost, it's good for you to make a noise......"

Zhang Mingyuan was excited, woke up suddenly, and smirked: "Uncle Huang, the Sprinkle family is waiting for you in Yihong Courtyard.........."

All right! "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin", and "Dream of Red Mansions" are three-in-one.

Xu Wei's face darkened.

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