After saying the title of the book, Kuroki City regretted it a little, sure enough, one lie needs a hundred lies to fill.

Writing a book is a temporary idea, and the title of the book is also a whim, and I think it is enough to pretend to be forced.

The status of the book "The Tale of Genji" is equivalent to the Dream of Red Mansions here.

Born in the Heian period, when literature was lacking, it was like a light in the darkness and had a profound impact.

There are not many disasters in parallel worlds, and the cultural fault line is not serious

Although there is no "The Tale of Genji", other classic works that represent the decline of things were also born.

Akiho asked him what story he was going to write.

"Or I'll dictate it to you, and you can write it down."

Blackwood City had a whim, storytelling needs a closed space, and two people stay in that environment, and the relationship can't go up.

"Okay."

Qiu Sui led him to the school with a wide and long stone staircase, which could be used as a stool to sit on, and the two of them sat side by side.

Autumn-like eyes stared at him, Kuroki Castle was a little unnatural, and he considered his words.

The book "The Tale of Genji" has a long history, and the words used are equivalent to classical Chinese, so it is definitely not possible to take it out directly.

He reacted quickly and thought of the Chinese translation of the book.

This is equivalent to translating into Chinese and then Chinese into Japanese.

According to the laws of physics, there must be a loss of energy conversion, and such an operation may lose the essence of the original work.

I'm sorry, I don't say that there won't be this book in this world, it's not a waste. Kuroki Castle thought in his heart the author Fujiwara Grandma, no, grandma, no, no, grandma's grandmother.

Immediately, the narration began.

Kuroki Castle used the Lin Wenyue translation because it had been in the Japanese environment for a while.

Coupled with the memory hall, it can be seamlessly converted, otherwise there will definitely be stuck.

"The story is that in the era of the emperor, there were many concubines in the harem of a certain imperial court, and there was a dressing ...... in it"

He spoke, and Qiu Sui listened.

Akiho appreciates Kuroki Castle's storytelling look, and his steady tone and unwavering face are very tasteful.

Compared to the frivolity of high school, it has changed a lot.

Between life and death, there is indeed the power to make people grow.

Qiu Sui silently wrote down this passage in her heart, as a talented woman, she must always remember her inspiration.

Not far away, Hattori and a few of his insiders walked by.

The sun hit the two people on the steps from behind.

"It really smells like a golden boy and a girl."

Someone couldn't help but say, just sighed, and felt Hattori's cold gaze.

Hattori snorted coldly, and a person quickened his pace and walked in front.

A man behind him quickly followed, a friend of his.

"That guy looks angry and finds someone to beat him up." My friend said excitedly.

"Are we still in the high school?"

Hattori doesn't have a good airway, and if he denies this proposal, he is already an adult, can his fists still solve the problem?

"What if it's not high school, fists are eternal, and the big guy in the movie intimidates his opponent, that is, he blows up the car when others go out, and scares one by one."

Hattori shook his head, his face impatient.

That's the kind of stupidity he won't do.

Suddenly, Hattori froze in place, his eyes widening.

I saw Kuroki Castle, who was sitting there, stop talking and brush away Qiu Sui's falling hair.

Autumn Sui subconsciously ducked back, but immediately stopped.

Then, Qiu Sui's face flushed and touched his earlobe.

Hattori thought that the earrings that Akiho was wearing today were indeed beautiful.

Kuroki took advantage of the speech, pretending to find it by accident, and then stretched out his sinful big hand, deliberately ignoring the distance between men and women.

Despicable and shameless!

Hattori is all in front of Akiho and restricts himself with a gentlemanly demeanor.

"Is the person you invited reliable?" Hattori asked.

It is impossible for a rich second generation like them to have a group of thugs around them.

There is often a middleman like his friend.

Friends will meet so-called social people in bars or other places.

This social person will then ask someone to do it.

One ring after another, no one knew that it was someone invited by Hattori.

"Don't worry, I know a Chinese person, and they don't care about the severity of the fight."

The friend couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Do you want to pass the word?" ”

"When you do it, tell him not to come to our school again, otherwise he will be beaten again." Hattori said.

"Okay."

His friend was excited to give high-fives and was keen to do such things.

……

Akiho finds herself unconsciously immersed in the story.

At first, she couldn't grasp the point, but when Kuroki City slowly unfolded the background and explained the characters, she stepped in.

She thought of what the teacher said about the sense of substitution.

"The sense of substitution does not mean that the character is exactly the same as the reader, but that the character has the resonance that the reader wants.

For example, if a character can fly, is it because the reader can fly?

Flying is a fantasy in human genes, so when readers know that a character can fly, they will definitely associate the story after flying, which is the sense of substitution.

As for the story after flying, it depends on the author's ability. ”

In the same way, Qiu Sui is not a palace concubine.

However, the story that takes place in the palace is irresistible to many viewers, especially women.

Soon, the first chapter, 'Tong Pot', was finished.

Complicated emotions appeared on Qiu Sui's beautiful face, looking at him and not letting go.

"Why did I never see you have such a talent when I was studying?"

"Because you've never come close to see me."

Qiu Sui was immersed in the story and did not hear the ambiguity in these words.

The novel starts from childhood, which means that it will contain a lifetime, and if she were to write this, she would definitely not be able to write it, and it would take a long time to just read the materials every day.

Blackwood City spoke very lightly, and the atmosphere of the times came to his face, which was reflected in many details.

"It's better to write it yourself." Qiu Sui did not have the confidence to write.

Kuroki Castle is not completely colloquial, it is a story, and it is okay to directly transcribe what he says, but it must be polished and embellished.

Qiu Sui felt that he was not good enough.

"My novels are only written by you, and if they are other masters, I can't read them." Kuroki said.

"Then I'll try."

Qiu Sui smiled lightly, not too embarrassed.

Taking advantage of the atmosphere to be enough, Kuroki took out the watch that had been returned last time.

The last time the relationship was determined was because of the two watches.

Later, the watch was returned at the school gate, representing Qiu Sui's attitude.

"We're getting along well now." Qiu Sui looked at his watch intently.

Kuroki Castle was shocked, at first Akiho didn't hold on to Tamura, talking and laughing with him, and getting along with friends.

If you want to go further, what happened last time will form a wall.

Akiho wasn't blaming him, he was worried that he would let Kuroki Castle be hated by Miss Tamura and affect his career.

"The problem is that I don't really have anything with her."

Akiho didn't speak.

Blackwood suddenly found himself too anxious, like an iron man.

Last time, the two sides were in agreement, and now it is his unilateral attack.

Qiu Sui has the right to refuse and not to refuse, and the taboo of chasing girls is to let girls decide too early.

A kiss, a hand-holding can be worth a thousand words.

"Okay then, I'll take it and return it." Blackwood put away his watch.

"Huh?"

Qiu Sui raised his delicate chin, looking at the helplessness on his face and the look of having to do this, his lips slightly lowered.

What, really.