The young man's name is Li Gufan, his father Li Dahan, and his mother Bu Qingyan, that is, the middle-aged man with a beard and the middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The devil knows how the difference between the two of them is so big.

In his early years, he was told by a fortune teller that there was a catastrophe when he was seven years old, and if there was no one who was destined, he would definitely die.

This kind of feudal superstition does not play a role in the countryside, because even in the countryside, people are full of poetry and books, and they will not believe in this kind of thing, but the immortal master in the palace once said that the three princes are tiger generals, but they don't want to fulfill it.

The immortal master is not unique to the palace, he wandered away from the mainland, wherever he went, where he went, once passed by a small village, but he didn't want to have a child there, there was a great calamity when he was seven years old, if there was no destined person to help, he would definitely die, but unfortunately, the people there did not believe him, and drove him out with brooms and hoes and other things, and at the same time shouted liars.

The immortal master is an immortal master, ethereal and without a trace, mortals do not know it, and they will not believe it, as a result, the child died at the age of seven, and returned to heaven in his sleep, if it were not for Wang Chao's intervention, how could the two simple peasants still be complacent on the ox cart, with a happy smile on their faces.

The ox cart is not fast, but it is better to be able to walk, and it is not tiring to walk for a day and a night, from Li Gufan's house to the scholarly courtyard, it does take a day and a night.

So they found a hotel on the side of the road for a while, the hotel was not big, but it could accommodate people, which was enough for ordinary farmers.

Li Dahan and Chen Zhong lived in the same room, and the two big men were talking about Li Gufan's future, and they also got a bottle of wine and drank it with a few dishes.

Li Gufan and Bu Qingyan lived in the same room, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Bu Qingyan had already fallen asleep, but Li Gufan couldn't sleep.

I can't stop thinking about those tidal waves of memories in my head.

"Everyone in this world can be an author, as long as you register an account and get a pen name, you can publish a book, and the clicks, favorites and recommendation votes of the book can increase the energy of the owner of the book, such as strength and speed. ”

Thinking of these words, Li Gufan couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, but he started violently, he couldn't bear it, he had to take a look.

Following the words in his memory, Li Gufan relaxed his thoughts, searched for the divine consciousness hidden in his body, and then connected to the virtual space.

"Buzz!"

It's like a shaking electromagnetic wave that suddenly turns into a straight line.

Li Gufan found that his body was not in the hotel, but floating in the universe.

Here, there are books everywhere.

Some have titles, some have covers, some occupy very prominent positions, and some books are only in a small corner.

Seeing this picture, Li Gufan couldn't help but feel a sad mood, in his previous life, his books were always in that inconspicuous corner, and only a few people could inadvertently glimpse them.

Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion surged in Li Gufan's heart, he wanted to get on that extremely eye-catching position, so that his book could be boarded there.

This emotion flashed and did not disappear, but he understood that it was impossible to achieve these things without certain achievements.

For the first time, Li Gufan felt that he was really swimming in the ocean of books, looking at the dazzling array of books, Li Gufan could only choose those books that were placed in extremely eye-catching places, and as for the corners of the books, Li Gufan himself couldn't read them.

Click on one at random, the title of this book is extremely domineering, "Dragon", the cover is also extremely domineering, a golden dragon that soars for nine days, click on the first page, Li Gufan began to read.

This is a book about the story of the snake dragon, the snake that crawls on the ground, and finally becomes a dragon that soars for nine days, the kind of unyielding and daring spirit embodied in the book deeply shocked Li Gufan, he is silent, this world, compared with those great gods, is still the author of the street.

When I saw half of the book, I couldn't read it, and the later chapters actually needed to be paid, Li Gufan was still unsatisfied, but he was helpless, this was exactly the same as the previous life, and the story behind it should be about the story after the dragon arrived for nine days, but Li Gufan couldn't read it.

After deliberately looking for a few books in the corner, Li Gufan shook his head, I don't know if this is a book written by ordinary people, the writing is really not good, maybe they are fantasizing about one day they can become a god with a book, just like Wang Chao at the beginning.

After reading a few books, Li Gufan couldn't stand it anymore, the emotion that he wanted to write a book by himself had been affecting him, and the heart that was about to die came back to life.

As soon as his mind moved, an interface appeared in front of Li Gufan, click on the registration button, and only need a drop of blood, and then tell the system your pen name, and if you want to upload the article now, it's fine.

Li Gufan thought for a moment, then bit his finger and dripped the blood in, and the blood entered, like entering the sea, with a little ripple.

Li Gufan's pen name, he decided to call it a big lie, just like this world that is not real to him, maybe it's a lie, maybe it's him, maybe it's this world.

The four big words of successful registration appear on the screen, with a back button below and a button for the next step.

Li Gufan pondered for a moment and clicked the next step.

Next, it is time to upload the text, and the upload of the text needs to reach 2,000 words, which is not a matter for Li Gufan.

Interestingly, the code word here does not need to be typed by hand, because of the drop of blood, so you only need to think about it, and you can present the word on the screen, which is much faster than typing, and you don't have to worry about typos.

Li Gufan had already thought about it all before the code, and more than ten years of experience in fighting the street made him know how to write the beginning to be attractive, and he also knew that the introduction and cover were the first elements to attract readers.

It's just that what he wrote this time will be very different from what people in this world think.

In his previous life, if he wrote this kind of book, he would have been GG in minutes, but here, he thinks, maybe he can.

The old driver wants to drive, and no one can stop it, I don't know what to say here, it will GG, but presumably readers should also guess what book Li Gufan is going to write.

Thinking on the screen, the words appeared.

"Young Woman White Flower"

These four words appeared, Rao is Li Gufan's determination, there was an excited look, he loved to read this book in his previous life, and read it back and forth dozens of times, although it can't be restored word by word, but the plot is still clear, Li Gufan has even watched a TV series, this is a fight, the old driver either becomes the god of the mountain car in autumn, or, the car is destroyed and people die.

The book here can make people become gods, stemming from the power of the divine stone, so Li Gufan is not sure whether the divine stone will agree with this kind of book, but Li Gufan has been on the street for more than ten years, that kind of bitterness and pain, the kind of grief that is full of ambition but feels unappreciated, the kind of gritting teeth but no one watches the pain, that inexplicable emotion spreads in his body, he, he doesn't want to fail again, God gave him the opportunity to start over, perhaps, it is just for him to fight, even if it is death, even if it is the price of his life.

The words are sad and boiling.

But when he wrote it, Li Gufan still couldn't help but have the feeling that he was about to become a god, but he was quickly suppressed by him, he laughed at himself, this feeling would appear every time he had a new inspiration, and he had long been accustomed to it, and he didn't report hope.

The first chapter took two hours, and Li Gufan felt that he was still writing conservatively, although it would still make people blush when they read it, but there were some funny and light-hearted elements mixed in it.

The title of the Demon King, Li Gufan felt that he had deserved it.

After uploading the first chapter, Li Gufan took a deep breath.

Then, with a weird smile, the second chapter was written.

After writing three chapters in a row, Li Gufan felt sleepy, he knew that this was because he didn't use a pen or a hand to write a book, and he used his brain to think, so he quickly got tired, and this kind of mental activity ordinary people can't last too long.

But Li Gufan is not in a hurry, writing a book is a long road, lonely and lonely, he still understands this truth.

Exiting that interface, Li Gufan found that his mother didn't know when to get up, looked at herself, and then asked: "You baby, you don't sleep well, why do you sit up suddenly, scare me." ”

In that virtual space, Li Gufan spent more than six hours writing a book, but in reality, it didn't take more than a minute.

Li Gufan felt extremely sleepy, but he suddenly thought that everyone can write books, but what about their parents, do they write books? Even if they don't write books, they should have pen names, after all, if you want to read books, you have to register an account to read books, and you can't always read books as tourists, so you can't collect, vote, or subscribe.

So Li Gufan endured his sleepiness and asked, "Mother, do you have a pen name, what about Dad?" ”

Bu Qingyan was stopped by this question, and after thinking for a moment, he said embarrassedly: "Baby, both of us have pen names. ”

"What's that called? I'm going to read your books." Li Gufan thought that if there was a book, then his father and mother would not write it very well, so he could find time to read it and help them correct it.

But to Li Gufan's surprise, Bu Qingyan's face showed a confused expression, and she muttered: "It seems that your father and I both write books, but it doesn't seem to be, it's too long to forget, it's really old." ”

Li Gufan frowned, he has been writing books for more than ten years, but he still remembers the first book he wrote, and even remembers the content, how could his parents forget it, they should also read books.

"Silly boy, don't think about it, your father and I are both farmers, we usually read books, and the books we write by ourselves can't be made to the hall of elegance, no matter whether he writes or not, as long as you study hard and write a good book, your father and I will be very pleased. Bu Qingyan stroked Li Gufan's head dotingly.

Then she seemed to think of something, and said, "Your name seems to have come from your father's pen name." ”

Li Gufan was surprised, this was not in his memory.

"What's Dad's pen name?" Li Gufan hurriedly asked.

"I forgot, it seems to be called a lonely sailboat, so you named it Li Gufan. ”

"Then mother, are you called the shadow who has gone away?" Li Gufan said helplessly.

Bu Qingyan heard this, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Baby, how do you know, I remember that I didn't mention it." “

Li Gufan was helpless, and said with his small hands: "Mother, haven't you heard that Gufan is far away and the sky is blue." ”

"What is the lonely sail in the far shadow of the blue sky, is it a poem you wrote?" Bu Qingyan showed a happy look on his face.

However, when these words fell into Li Gufan's ears, they were like thunder on the ground.

He thought in his heart: "Yes, the people of this world have never heard of the famous sentence that the lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River skyline flows, so do they not know the ancient poems of my world, can this become a characteristic of my writing?"

But at this time, the sleepiness was surging, and I couldn't support it anymore, so for some reason, I closed my eyes.

Bu Qingyan saw that the baby was asleep, smiled, helped him cover the quilt, and also lay down to sleep.