"Changge, have you heard it? Yesterday, there was an anonymous person in Yunzhou City who made a few sentences, which were so beautiful that they were catchy to read, and I heard the vendors on the street say that when the anonymous person made it, it actually caused the resonance of jade. ”

As soon as Li Changge entered the big competition, the youngest Yun Yanqiu excitedly took a piece of paper to Li Changge to see.

Li Changge was stunned after a glance, isn't this the enlightenment of sound rhythm?

"Hey, don't you know Changge? These sentences spread last night, and many people in the Wenfu knew about them early this morning. Yun Yanqiu said excitedly: "It's a pity that there are only a few sentences in these sentences." ”

Li Changge thought to himself that it was better not to tell them that he did it himself, and said, "These sentences are indeed very well done. ”

When Mr. Fu came to class, Li Changge found that he understood a lot of what he was talking about, and understood it more deeply than him.

In the end, I chose one and planned to write it down.

In the past few days, the sentences of "Anonymous" have spread so much that even children in Yunzhou City can recite and memorize them.

Everyone was speculating about who the anonymous person was, and whether there was anything else to do with those sentences.

There are also a small number of people who think that these sentences are simple and plain, and they are not novels, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, and they scoff at them.

In this wave of craze, Yunzhou Wenbao Weekly published again.

In the early morning of this day, the students gathered at the door of the newspaper point, waiting eagerly, and there were even vendors pulling carts and waiting early.

When the newspaper in Yunzhou City opened the door, the officials of the newspaper were dumbfounded when they saw the dense crowd at the door.

"Is there a Condor?"

"I want to buy "Condor", give me a copy!"

As the newspaper officials shouted, the crowd suddenly rushed up and snapped up the Yunzhou newspaper.

In less than an hour, newspaper officials were shocked to find that all 30,000 copies printed had been snapped up.

The official muttered to himself, "These people...... are all rushing to "Condor", this "Condor" is too popular, right? ”

Another official next to him exclaimed, "It's not just fire! I'm sure it's only a matter of time before Condor becomes a million-strong hit. ”

The official did not refute, but nodded, according to this momentum, the day when "Condor" will become sought after by millions of people is definitely not far away!

"Sought after by millions...... There are only a few books in today's big businessmen! The official sighed secretly.

Soon, those students who bought the newspaper hurried home, while some sat on the ground and read it directly at the door of the newspaper.

"Hey, the first article is "The Teacher Said", and the second article is "The Condor"?"

"This "Teacher Said" is concise, and it is really well written!"

"Fengling night talk? …… Sixteen years have passed? ”

"In this way, the little dragon girl is about to appear!"

"Shhh Gloomy ecstasy palm, this palm is too powerful, even the old naughty boy is difficult to resist! ”

"I don't know who is better than this Gloomy Ecstasy Palm and the Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms?"

"Guo Xiang, hiss! This Li Changge, the author of this dog, shouldn't want to match Guo Xiang and Yang Guo? ”

In the Pingyin Mansion, the county lord of Shaohui asked people to buy a newspaper early, and when he turned the first page, he saw the article "Shi Shuo", and Meimu couldn't help but refract the brilliance of his debut, and said: "Every time I read this "Shi Shuo", I will have a new experience. ”

Then she turned to the chapter of "Condor", slowly looked down, and soon immersed herself in the plot.

After seeing that sixteen years had passed, Yang Guo went to the Broken Intestine Cliff to look for the little dragon girl, and finally found out that it was just a lie, and the eyes of the county lord of Shaohui stayed on a line of handwriting: "Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable." Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. ”

Lord Shaohui's eyes froze, staring at the first half of the word.

A bleak picture seemed to emerge in her mind: a man and his wife had been separated for sixteen years, his wife's grave was thousands of miles away, and there was nowhere to talk about desolation.

Then, the eyes of the county lord of Shaohui couldn't help but turn red, and his heart ached, and his gaze quickly fell on the bottom of this poem:

"I came back to my hometown at night, Xiaoxuan window, and I was dressing up; Relatively speechless, only a thousand tears! It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

Smack!

The tears of the county lord of Shaohui could no longer hold back from their eyes, dripping on the paper of the newspaper, and soon their vision was blurred by tears!

Lord Shaohui stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes, and muttered, "I thought I wouldn't cry because of the love and hate of the novel, but this poem made me cry...... That's a really good word...... What did he go through to write such a poem? ”

On this day, the students of Yunzhou cried because of the plot in "Condor"!

Countless readers cried out loud because of a song "Jiangchengzi"!

Countless people are stunned because of the end of "Condor"!

At the same time, Dashang Wenbao also quietly appeared in "Condor".

Different from Yunzhou Wenbao, Dashang Wenbao has put the entire "Condor" on it, although "Condor" has more than one million words, but Dashang Wenbao uses paper made of demon skin, each paper can record more than 100,000 words, each word is as small as an ant's whiskers, but as long as the novelist is infused with a literary atmosphere, the words inside will be enlarged and appear in front of him.

Therefore, although each Dashang Wenbao is only a dozen or twenty pages, it records quite a lot of things, and one copy also reaches the price of 100 wen.

Of course, even if it is a hundred texts, there are many students who will buy it.

After all, Dashang Wenbao only has a monthly magazine, which is sold on the fifteenth of each month.

The newspaper's sales outlets are located in more than 100 states across the country, and only 300,000 copies are sold in each issue.

When the Shangwen Newspaper went on sale this time, there were also many student vendors gathered at the door, and when they bought the Dashang Wenbao, the students soon found that a novel "The Condor" appeared on it.

"The Condor? What kind of novel is this? ”

"It's more than a million words, that's too long, isn't it? Who wrote this? ”

"Li Changge, a native of Yunzhou, has never heard of this name, is he a high-quality novelist?"

"Hey, it's not bad......"

"Shhh The latter poem is simply tearful! ”

Leizhou, Stone Town.

Xu Fengyin stood on a dangerous wall, looking at the turbulent sea water in front of him, his face solemn.

On the surface of the sea, the figure of Dao Dao Yaksha appeared.

The Yaksha, the Yaksen Halberd, with twin lights in his eyes, and his claws claw to chop and eat deer, is a kraken.

Leizhou has been a place infested by the Kraken since ancient times, and this year's Yaksha's attack on Leizhou is also particularly ferocious.

Xu Fengyin is a student of Guowenfu, a five-grade novelist, and a thousand-grade official, a general in Leizhou, who fights against the Kraken all year round.

"Xu Qianhu, Yaksha is here again, we can't stop it!" One of the generals shouted

There was a terrible whining sound from the opposite side, and countless yaksha in the tide rushed towards him.