Everyone's life came out of the sudden accident and slowly precipitated into an emotion.

Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi lived in the same house, and time flew by.

Every day we go to and from school together, exercise, and laugh.

There was a small accident in the middle, Xia Mi's original household registration was found out to be in the capital, and Lao You asked her if she wanted to go to school in the North High School.

Xia Mi hooked Chu Zihang's neck and rolled her eyes, "Do you think there is a better place than here?" ”

Chu Zihang helplessly took off Xia Mi who was stuck to his body and gently knocked her head.

Lu Mingfei was snickering on the side, and was chased by the embarrassed Xia Mi, he turned around and ran, chasing in the yard.

It would be nice if time could stand still here. Everyone thought to themselves.

But time is ruthless, autumn is scattered and winter is gone, and spring and summer are blooming again.

The autumn sun is not scorching, Lu Mingfei is wearing a close-fitting cotton coat, outlining strong chest muscles and abdominal muscles, his eyes are bright and sharp, and he and Chu Zihang are standing in the courtyard.

"You're going to have an assessment today." Lao You said to the children in the yard.

"Zihang, this year's physical and sword apprenticeship has achieved a small success, this year I will invite a swordsman from the Sakura Country, your task is to defeat him."

Chu Zihang pressed the wooden knife on his waist and nodded, he didn't like to open his mouth very much, he only liked practical things.

"Xia Mi, you learn floristry, you complete the gardening pruning and design of our home within a year, and make a work to participate in the World Floral Art Competition, which does not require an award, but requires your mastery and understanding of power to be displayed." Yuki turned to Natsumi and said.

"Oh (≧∇≦)/!" Natsumi raised her hand happily.

You Qi nodded, and her teacher who studied floral art commented on Xia Mi that she was born with subtle attention, not only eyesight, but also an amazing grasp of the force of both hands and the control of the deformation of objects, just like the control of power...... God.

"Finally, Ming Fei, you and I have been learning the Strange Fighting Technique for a year, this does not need to be assessed, the effect of the Strange Fighting Technique is still in the future.

But you also learned the management and operation of the company, I want you to start your own business in the summer vacation after graduating from junior high school, the requirements are in the field of Internet network, and the start-up capital is all the money in your own account.

It should be linked to the epic task of writing a novel that was previously put on hold. ”

Old Yo paused, "Still have questions?" ”

"Nope." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Yuki thought for a moment and continued: "For example, academic pressure and the like......"

Halfway through speaking, he himself laughed: "Forget it, you guys, it's not bad if you don't put pressure on others." ”

Looking at the snickering children in front of him, Yuki shook his head:

"Let's get ready."

……

After You Qi left, Lu Mingfei and the three of them formed a circle.

Xia Mi's task is the easiest, for her talent, it is certain to win a prize in floral art, as for whether she can win the first place, it depends on whether the competition is shady.

Chu Zihang's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and his physical development is also very good, he is about 1.8 meters old at about 16 years old, although he has muscles on his body, he does not look bloated, and he has learned kendo and physical arts.

Master Yasuo, who rushed back to teach him for a month in the middle, also said, I have already taught what should be handed over, and whether you can find your own way depends on Chu Zihang himself.

And Lu Mingfei learned the strange fighting technique made up by Lao You, and felt that there was no fighting skill in the strange fighting technique, but You Qi insisted that he practice it, and he practiced it every day.

After all, Lao You's requirements for him seem to be just this, oh, there is also a linguistics.

Writing novels and starting a business? Lu Mingfei, who was already a little high-spirited, snickered.

Hmph, what's so hard about that.

Lu Mingfei had just finished the high school entrance examination, and he was going to join the Qingbei experimental class of Shilan Middle School in the summer, but he didn't want to go, and no teacher dared to force him, after all, he was the acting director of the school.

He has enough time to write novels and start a business, and he still has it at his fingertips?

Lu Mingfei first took a ride to the bank to check how much money he still had in his card.

Lu Mingfei came out of the bank, and the driver and bodyguard on the side followed.

"80,000 yuan, what can you do?"

Go to the forum to find some physical fiction authors and build a special website? By the way, write novels yourself?

Lu Mingfei pinched his chin in the back seat and thought, the website could ask Wang Huitie to do it, but the physical authors on the forum, they couldn't look down on this money.

Let's write it yourself and try it out!

When he got home, Lu Mingfei locked himself in his room and wrote all afternoon.

"Bumper bumper."

"Come in!"

"What are you doing in your room when you're eating?" Natsumi said as she stood in the doorway.

Lu Mingfei threw a few pieces of A4 paper on the table, slumped into his chair, and sighed, "It's too difficult to write a novel." ”

Xia Mi came over curiously, picked up the paper and looked at it,

"That's a good job."

"I squeezed out more than 1,000 words in one afternoon, and the key is that I am not satisfied." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Then why don't you write simpler?" Xia Mi read Lu Mingfei's novel again,

"To be honest, it's very hard to read, although the writing is very good, but reading novels is not about reading prose, it's too tiring."

Xia Mi saw Lu Mingfei looking over and waved his hand, "I'm just saying, I don't bother to read anything other than the books designated by the school." ”

"Wait, what you said makes a lot of sense," Lu Mingfei grabbed his brain with his right hand, "but I can't grasp this inspiration." ”

Xia Mi urged angrily: "What inspiration is not inspired, hurry up and eat, everyone is waiting for you."

Write straightforwardly, just be refreshing, just like dad tells a story. ”

"That's right, just hurry up, where I'm a junior high school student to figure out the writing and plot, it's just refreshing and simple." Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up and said happily.

"Okay, okay," Xia Mi waved his hand in disgust, "Great writer, let's go eat first." ”

Lu Mingfei: "......"

After eating, Lu Mingfei returned to his room.

I took out a new piece of scratch paper and wrote the words "refreshing" and "straightforward".

He thought back to the story his father told about the dragons and the gods, and with a draft in mind, he began to write an outline.

"A young man surnamed Lu was ridiculed by everyone as a waste in Wolong City, his parents were nowhere to be found, and during a hunt, he was pushed off the cliff by a despicable villain, but accidentally found a cave.

He fell from a great height, already badly injured, and had to grit his teeth and crawl into the cave, which was a pool of golden water, and his body moved involuntarily into the pool.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already in the depths of the pool, and he thought he was going to drown and held his breath, but found that he was able to move freely underwater.

There was a red light flickering at the bottom of the black, and he went downstream.

It turned out to be a blood-colored token, he picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly, a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart:

'Child, do you want to know the secrets of the dragons?' ’”