Lu Zexin took two steps up, turned his head again, and said with a little loneliness in his eyes: "Actually, sometimes it's good to be a normal person, isn't it?"

Liu Ziyi couldn't understand Lu Zexin's thoughts at all, so she chuckled and said: "It's good now, it's much better than before, and there are ...... for food." Saying that, he glanced at the fair-skinned and slender girl next to him, he was in a good mood but didn't continue, he and Lu Zexin have known each other for a long time, at that time, the two of them were still budding newcomers in the fantasy circle, and more than ten years have passed since now, and a lot of things have happened one after another, but the relationship between the two of them is still good, at least occasionally when they are in the same city, they will meet and chat or something, so he understands very well that what he is going to say next must be something that Lu Zexin does not want to hear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The thoughts of the two people were inevitably estranged in the end, Lu Zexin continued to walk up, his steps were a little hesitant, and finally he couldn't help but open his mouth, he bowed his head slightly, his long eyelashes cast a large shadow on his beautiful face, and he said: "Can you still figure it out? How long has it been since you wrote a novel?

There was no answer.

Lu Zexin knew that he couldn't get an answer, so after staying for a few seconds, he went upstairs by himself, packed his little luggage, and then took out a charm and left directly upstairs.

Liu Ziyi sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, thinking about it, he suddenly laughed, the louder he laughed, the louder he laughed, the more exaggerated he laughed, and in the end he almost rolled on the ground holding his stomach.

Finally stopped laughing, Liu Ziyi climbed to the girl who was sleeping on the side with her head straightened and crooked, he looked at her affectionately, and then asked her: "Look, I like you so much, if you suddenly have superpowers, what will you do to me?"

Cao Rongrong, who was unconscious, naturally wouldn't answer his question, so he answered himself again, he said: "Of course what I did to you, you will do it to me, just like it did to me at the beginning, I will return it one by one." As he spoke, he laughed again, only this time there was a hint of desolation in his wild laughter.

......

Xu Song didn't go far, took a rickety bus all the way to the library in Zhuhai District, the whole library is an ordinary building, sandwiched between commercial buildings is not inconspicuous at all, Xu Song almost went too far.

But there is really no ambiguity inside, there are a total of eight floors open to the outside world, each layer of bookshelves are full, some are specially made a rest area, and some desks are placed between the bookshelves, Xu Song was pleasantly surprised to walk through each floor, he always has a deep affection for the place where there are rows and rows of books, he likes such a quiet atmosphere, as if books have a magical power, people can't help but get up lightly, bookstores too, libraries are even more.

In the end, Xu Song took a few novels on the floor where the popular novels were located, and there were still quite a lot of people on this floor, Xu Song looked around and couldn't find an empty place for the entire table, so he looked and found a table where only one person sat and sat down.

The table was close to the window, probably because the air conditioning in the room was on sufficiently, and the young man took off his coat and put it on the chair next to him, wearing a cotton shirt and a dark blue woolen vest, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses.

Xu Song chose to sit opposite him, probably because the sound of moving a chair alarmed him, the man raised his head and glanced at Xu Song, Xu Song tried his best to lighten his hands and feet, smiled apologetically, the man also smiled understandingly, and then lowered his head and continued to look at the book in his hand. Xu Song's eyes naturally followed his line of sight, he was looking at a hard cover, a book that looked good, obviously it was a long work, and there were several other books next to it that seemed to be a series of "one, two, three, four" works, the cover was a vast sky, a few rays of sky light shone down from a corner, there were snow-capped mountains and heavy clouds in the distance, flying winged dragons, and in the middle was a circular sculpture, and then below was the golden title: Beicheng Changge.

But Xu Song was attracted by the author's name blurred by the golden light below, those three words were much smaller, Xu Song squinted his eyes and recognized it, it was: Wang Shuyi.

The name is a little familiar.

Xu Song thought about it for a while, and immediately remembered that not long ago, he searched for "god-making system" on the Internet, and then found an interface that was all blank, with only one line of words on it, and this name appeared in it.

Xu Song thought a lot in an instant, he subconsciously reached out to get the book on the table, but it alarmed the young man who was reading, the young man looked at Xu Song with some doubts, Xu Song smiled embarrassedly, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I think your book is quite interesting, what is written in it?"

The young man put his finger to his mouth and made a silent motion, then flipped through the pile of books, picked out a copy and handed it to Xu Song, Xu Song took it and looked at the words on the cover, it was "Beicheng Long Song (1)", Xu Song glanced at the young man and found that he was looking at himself with a smile, so he also smiled and made a "thank you" mouth, then sat down, turned the first page of the book, and began to read.

This is a very traditional Western fantasy novel, Xu Song turned two pages, the plot is arranged very well, but Xu Song's mind has not been on the content of the book, he has been thinking about the blank page that came out of the search "God Creation System" before, not long ago, so he still has a deep impression of this matter, there is only one sentence on that page: Wang Shuyi: Kneel and beg the gods for guidance, where to get the knocking brick task? And then there is the "make" word logo that looks the same as the "switch".

The clues are still not enough, and now that I know that Wang Shuyi is also an author of books, there is no more information, Xu Song is a little irritable, he wants to go home and use the computer to find out who this Wang Shuyi is, or to find out if he has a circle of book friends or something, if you can contact him, maybe you can know more things, maybe you can be recommended by this Wang Shuyi and then you can enter the group of people who have a god-making system, maybe this system is also like those online game servers, and then there will be a special forum, player exchange area, strategy area, trading area and the likeIn that case, many things will not need to be groped forward by him, and many things will progress much faster.

It's just that I can't go back today, and it's still unknown whether I can go back at night. Thinking of this, Xu Song was a little upset.