Searching for the stars pondered for a moment.

That's not right.

It stands to reason that under his "scheming" speech, shouldn't Song Lanyi be more optimistic about himself?

Xingxing shook his head, human beings, it's really complicated.

A huge mansion, after Song Lanyi appeared, almost immediately became vivid.

It's like a rumbling machine, and every part begins to turn with precise logic.

In just a moment, the whole house was filled with a kind of earthly fireworks.

Song Lanyi sat on the cushion in the study, thought for a moment, took advantage of the leisure, pressed his eyebrows, and took out the gilded book.

But in a moment, the figure of Cao Gong jumped out of the big book.

As soon as he appeared, he still had a little temper.

"I don't usually come to me, but now that I need it, I remember to summon me."

Song Lanyi was a little weak-hearted, and took out a pot of wine with a flattering face, "Gong Cao, look, how about this pot of wine?" ”

The tip of Cao Gong's nose shrugged slightly, as if he had some intention, but he still only snorted coldly.

He's not that easy to coax!

Song Lanyi sneered and lifted the wine jug and slowly poured a jug of wine into the wine cup.

While pouring wine, she was also coaxing a child, and discussed, "Gong Cao, you just take a sip, if it's not delicious, you can spit it out, that's not impossible!" ”

As soon as Cao Gong heard this, he was anxious, "Then how can it be!" You little girl, don't patronize me to make me happy. This wine is made from grain, and it is the most precious thing. ”

After that, he sighed again, "Where did the food come from?" It is from the people who plough day after day, in the wind and sun. The sentence 'On the day of hoeing, the sweat drops into the soil.' Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. It's not just talking......'"

Song Lanyi nodded, "Gong Cao is right, so this wine ...... You can only drink it. ”

Cao Gong only reacted at this time, Song Lanyi was sure of himself.

He shook his head and smiled, how could there be any complaints in his heart, and after taking a sip of wine, he felt that the whole person had a sense of being comfortable and fluttering.

As soon as he took a sip of wine, his mood immediately improved.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Song Lanyi smiled, spread out a piece of paper, and stood aside to grind it for Cao Gong, "Cao Gong, I haven't finished reading the Dream of Red Mansions last time." ”

"What's so hard about that?"

Cao Gong raised the pen and waved, I don't know if it was because of the reason for the wine, he waved the ink and lifted the pen, the speed was extremely fast, and after a while, a few lines of words fell.

Song Lanyi also took advantage of this time to open the drifting bottle.

Sure enough, there were several questions from pen pals on it.

At first, she was very anxious, throwing dozens of drifting bottles a day, but later the number of drifting bottles decreased.

Song Lanyi guessed that she might have realized that she was participating in the Great Contest of All Races.

She unhurriedly transmitted the content of Cao Gong's writing to the drifting bottle word by word, and noted Cao Gong's signature at the end.

The bottle was thrown again.

But there was no immediate response.

Song Lanyi was not in a hurry, just stood aside, slowly reminiscing about this classic that was passed down in later generations.

Above the Nine Heavens.

Baihua's face was slightly tired.

When she saw Mo Sheng coming, she rubbed her eyebrows, "Where did you solve it?" ”

Mo Sheng nodded slightly, and then looked at the Hundred Flowers Saint with some concern: "Your state...... Are you sure it can be good? ”

Baihua waved his hand, "It's just a little bit of a minor injury, it's inevitable, don't care." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly felt a slight burn.

At this time...... Who else could be looking for her?

Baihua was puzzled at first, and then, as if she had thought of something, a touch of joy appeared on her face.

Could it be ...... Is that little friend coming?

Pleasantly surprised, she turned on the screen directly despite Mo Sheng's presence here.

Mo Sheng was also amazed by the sidelines.

What kind of fairy character is this, which actually provoked Baihua, who has always been careless, to become so ...... Monkey urgency.

Mo Sheng could only come up with the word "monkey urgency".

The Hundred Flowers Sage looked at the handwriting on the screen in fascination, frowning and pondering for a while, and stroking his palms and laughing for a while.

This made Mo Sheng also curious.

What is it that can attract a saint to be happy and angry.

Who's the guess, this look...... Mo Sheng himself fell into it.

He didn't know the plot of the first half, let alone the gist of the book, but that's it, and he watched it with relish.

Even the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

He sees more deeply than a hundred flowers.

Because through this book, he thought of a person - Pu Song.

Pu Song's road, he can't understand it anymore.

But the only thing that is certain is that he is preparing to create a new kind of culture.

This text ...... It seems to be called ——。

From the current point of view, this so-called style of writing happens to be similar to the style seen by the Hundred Flowers Sage.

Thinking like this, Mo Sheng couldn't help but get excited.

"Where did you read this article?"

The Hundred Flowers Sage is still reminiscing about today's update with endless meaning.

I just think that the dog author has been a person today.

It's rare to write a big fat chapter.

It's just that as soon as she heard Mo Sheng's words, she was stunned: "What? Is it difficult to write this article...... Is there another mystery? ”