After discovering that he was a Buddha, he looked at Dongshu much more pleasing to the eye.

Because he saw it, He Zhixing was finally able to move his stiff body, and he also had the right to breathe.

Dongshu didn't take advantage of him, and he didn't have other thoughts.

I just want to write songs by his hand.

He didn't know at the beginning of his trip, so he was still a little trembling, and even wondered in his heart, is he too stupid to meet the requirements of a winner in life, so this is preparing to end him from behind?

As a result, in the next second, He Zhixing saw that his hand was not under his control.

Slowly, he began to write on the paper.

The font is still his, only more powerful than his words.

"The wolf smoke rises, the war is raging, the horn sounds, and thousands of soldiers are ready to go into battle."

"The wind and sand fall, the war drums sound, the battlefield of ice and fire, burying countless white bones and heroic souls."

……

"At that glance, the general raised his sword and struck the horse to behead the enemy, and the battle was decided."

"That touch of remnant sun, the future generations will sing only in front of the grave, a bottle of flame wine."

……

At the beginning of He Zhixing, he was still suspicious, how could Dongshu, an intelligent AI, write songs?

But by the time Dongshu's words were written, He Zhixing had changed from suspicion at the beginning to amazement later.

She really wrote about the cruelty of the battlefield, as well as the thoughts of the heroes on the battlefield after the wolf smoke desert rose.

There is desert wolf smoke, and there are also some juvenile moods.

However, it is more of a tragic sigh and helplessness for the battlefield.

Write word by word, slowly.

There's hardly anything to think about in between.

How can you need time to think?

Dongshu has been thinking about this kind of song since last night.

At this time, the pen comes.

Many words have been changed back and forth countless times in my mind.

This time, it was all finalized by Dongshu.

It's not necessarily the best, but it's the one written by Dongshu that feels the most and responds to the title.

"Wolf Smoke" is written about a tragic, but unrepentant military feelings.

Before, although He Zhixing wanted to use the acting skills he had honed in his previous life to reprocess and polish these roles he had played.

After all, this is a regret in my previous life, when my acting skills were young, I couldn't express myself better, and I couldn't better express my role.

But the acting skills are there, and I still feel a little worse.

If you can't get into that situation, you won't be able to find the corresponding feeling.

Therefore, although He Zhixing has a heart, it is also a little lacking.

But when this song appeared in front of him, He Zhixing felt that he had found a feeling between the lines.

That kind of awe of the battlefield, but also the aversion to war.

But for the sake of the family and the country, he has no regrets.

Until Dongshu's last word fell, and then let go of He Zhixing's hand, He Zhixing still didn't react.

Even with a slight tremor in his hand, he went to get the piece of paper.

I found the feeling.

He found the kind of tragic and intense feeling that this drama needs, but he has no regrets.

This feeling is very important, and with a sense of drama, the character can be more integrated in the end.

He was very excited.

It's a pity that Dongshu will always break all the brewing atmosphere at this time.

Transformed into a cat, floating in mid-air, after Dongshu picked up her little hands, she spoke: "For the sake of your first time, for the sake of not being proficient, this is considered cheating, write it yourself next time, by the way, if this song is hired, Nanguo Pear will share half of me." ”

As soon as he heard Dongshu say this, the various emotions that He Zhixing had brewed just now ran away in an instant.

His mind was empty for a moment, and then He Zhixing gritted his teeth and spoke with the back socket: "I'm not afraid of a bad stomach after eating." ”

In this regard, Dongshu replied quietly: "I am just an intelligent AI, so I don't have so many troubles. ”

He Zhixing responded with Dongshu's indifferent face before: "Oh. ”

One person is unified, and in the end they look at each other and hate each other, and then separate.

He Zhixing carefully put away the manuscript and put it into his gift box, eager to find a lock and lock the box.

In the end, I still didn't feel safe, so I took it out again and wanted to put it under my pillow.

It's still not good, and it's put in the pocket of the underwear again.

Dongshu couldn't stand it anymore, so she could only whisper: "Why don't you tear it off, I'll write another one for you when you go back." ”

After listening to He's end, he was silent for a moment, and then put the manuscript back into the gift box, and refused very indifferently: "Thank you, no need." ”

When he thinks of a big goose, maybe it may be rolling, or an American leopard holding himself to write a song, He Zhixing will feel that life is not friendly to him.

"Oh." Dongshu was not annoyed by the rejection, but responded indifferently.

He Zhixing finally put the manuscript back in the gift box, and then went back to bed.

Before going to bed, He Zhixing remembered the apple of last night.

Thinking that I have a hard day today, if I don't eat something produced by the system, what should I do if I have no strength tomorrow?

Thinking of this, He Zhixing asked in a low voice, "Can I advance a Nanguo pear first?" ”

Although He Zhixing bravely spoke, he was not very confident.

Dongshu thought about it, and couldn't be too strict with the host.

Then, generously advanced two pieces.

Seeing two fresh Nanguo pears on his bedside table, He Zhixing pursed his lips and asked with a wary face, "Do you have interest?" ”

Otherwise, how could he be kind enough to give two, neither sarcastic nor difficult for him?

He couldn't believe it.

"Then you don't want to eat, even if you ......" Dongshu saw that He Zhixing was frightened, and he didn't bother to explain anything to him.

You have to train him.

So, pretend to want to take it back.

In the next second, He Zhixing, who had already been lying back on the bed, quickly got up from the bed at the speed of being single for 22 years, grabbed two Nanguo pears, and ran to the bathroom.

Jokes, things in hand, how can you spit them out?

Even if there is interest, that's after that.

Eat it in your mouth first, and then say that the rest loves whoever you want.

He Zhixing ate two Nanguo pears beautifully.

Because I haven't covered it, it's fresh now.

So, Nanguo pears are crisp and juicy.

Take a bite, sweet and moist.

He Zhixing squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and thought about it in his heart, if this is covered for a few days, wait until it is soft.

When you bite into it, the flesh is soft and fragrant, and it is even more beautiful when you think about it.

But he didn't dare to cover it, he was afraid that Dongshu would eat it secretly.

This small system is obviously an intelligent AI, but it is like a small animal every day, too greedy, and eats more.

From Dongshu's body, He Zhixing understood a sentence.

Weak, pitiful and helpless.

However, I can eat it!

One person dominates, and they dislike each other and go to sleep.

He Zhixing ate Nanguo pears, tired his body for a day, and got the nourishment of the system's high-quality fruits, and when he got up the next day, he was still alive and well.