Regarding Liu Bai's behavior, Yang Shanshui was a little confused, and he really didn't know what to do. According to him, there is no way for such a story to be sent to the miscellaneous manuscripts.

Why?

Because the miscellaneous ones also want to make money, the stories they acquire are all stories that have the ability to make money and can attract readers, and those stories must also be able to help others cultivate, so that others can know how the Douwang has never been a Douwang step by step, so that others can envy and want to see it.

But the things in his hand were strange, he didn't know what he should use to explain these things, strange, if Liu Bai was his student, he must have taught him a good lesson.

But seeing that Liu Bai ignored himself, he finally sighed, or helped Liu Bai put away his things, and told Xiao Tianlei not to run around at home, while he walked towards the city in a hurry.

In his heart, Liu Bai is a master, and the master naturally can't be offended, in case the other party leaves, and no one protects him, wouldn't it be uneasy.

So no matter if he passes, he has to send Liu Bai's things to the miscellaneous copy side for review, which can be regarded as his best effort.

Coming to Kamikaze City, Yang Shanshui walked through several streets and finally came to the location where the miscellaneous organization was located. As soon as he reached the door, the guards outside recognized him.

"Village Chief Yang, it's time to vote for stories again. The guard asked with a smile.

"yes. Yang Shanshui nodded. "Is the steward there? ”

"The steward has just returned, so let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Shanshui nodded. Walking briskly in, through the long hallway, into a large house, I saw a young man in his twenties sitting on a chair, holding a few blank pieces of paper in his hand, as if reading a story from someone else.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man glanced back at Yang Shanshui, put down the white paper in his hand, and stood up, "Village Chief Yang." Didn't you write another story? But I can tell you. The story didn't sell well last time, and if the next issue isn't good, it may be over. ”

"Yes, yes. Yang Shanshui's face was a little embarrassed, "May I ask Wan Steward." ”

The young man walked up to him. Spread out your right hand. said, "Take it." I'll see, Wan Guan is so busy, where is the time to wait for your story. If we wait for your story, then we will not starve to death. ”

Yang Shanshui showed a stiff smile, and hurriedly took what Liu Bai wrote to the other party, explaining: "This is something written by a friend, I want to bring it over to Wan Guan Shi, he is kind to me......"

He didn't say anything about the following words, because the young man didn't mean to listen to him at all, he just looked at the story roughly, and before he finished reading it, his face changed and he smashed a few pieces of paper on Yang Shanshui's face.

"What a bullshit story! Don't you know what you should write now?! Look at what kind of bullshit story you have! And bring it to Wan Guan to see! Let me tell you, fortunately you met me, if it is Wan Guanshi, I'm afraid that Wan Guan will directly blow you away, don't get out of here! The more you write, the better it is, what a piece of garbage!"

Yang Shanshui nodded with an ugly face, his lips trembled twice, and he still didn't argue with the other party after all. He knew the identity of the other party, and he copied the nephew of one of the people in power, and he had to give up his intention to argue with the other party for the sake of money in the future.

When the young man saw that Yang Shanshui hadn't left yet, he was immediately furious, "Why don't you get out of here!"

"Yes, yes. Yang Shanshui nodded hurriedly, originally wanted to wait for Wan Guan to come back, but now it seems that there is no such opportunity at all.

Without waiting for the young man to continue the abuse, he fled out in embarrassment, and did not even dare to pick up the paper on the ground, for fear that the other party would beat him, he was not the opponent of the other party.

When the young man saw Yang Shanshui leaving, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lifted the paper on the ground aside. A few pieces of paper crumpled and flew under the table, where they lay quietly, and if no one had cleaned them, no one would have found them again.

Litter.

The young man sneered, turned around and sat down on the chair again, picked up the paper on it and looked at it, admiring the words on it.

After a while, the sound of dull footsteps sounded, and the young man was excited, and he hurriedly got up from his chair, and turned his head to look out the door.

I saw an old man in a white coat walk in from outside, holding a miscellaneous copy in his hand, as if he had just come out of another room.

"Stewardship. The young man shouted respectfully, the other party can be regarded as the patriarch of miscellaneous copying, and he has a great right to speak within the miscellaneous copy, and because of the special existence of miscellaneous copying, their identity is vaguely comparable to that of the pharmacist.

Steward Wan raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party, nodded, and walked straight to the chair and sat down.

The young man hurriedly took out the paper in his hand and said, "Wan Guan, this is the latest story I have written, I don't know if I can help see if it meets the requirements for sale." ”

Steward Wan didn't speak, but reached out and took the paper, and began to read it seriously, and at the end of the reading, he sighed.

Hearing Wan Guan's words, the young man's heart tightened, obviously he didn't know what was going on, but he could know from the sigh that it must be that what he wrote did not satisfy the other party.

"If you have too little experience, you can't write a good story after all. You're still young, you've seen so little, and what you're writing about is completely unappealing, it's like eating Ula cuisine, without a hint of flavor. Wan Guan commented. "Since you have the talent for cultivation, then don't waste it, it's true to cultivate well. After that, you will naturally have the strength to write stories, and it is not a good thing to become famous. ”

"Yes. The young man did not have the high-flying momentum he had before, but listened to the other party's lecture honestly.

Steward continued, "I was able to write good stories because I experienced them, and that's the most important aspect. The second is to know what people want to see, and you can capture it, but you don't capture the real essence of it. ”

He picked up the brush on the right, sketched it a few times, and said: "These places are all nonsense, and writing on them makes people have no interest in reading it at all, or that sentence, or practice hard, don't write it for the time being." ”

"Yes, Stewardship. ”

"By the way, did anyone come to me when I was away? Steward Wan asked.

"Nope. The young man denied it.

"Hmm. Steward Wan nodded and placed the brush on the right side, but the brush did not stop quietly, but rolled towards the right side.

Wan Guan was quick and hurriedly tried to hold it down, but the brush was faster, as if it was blown by the wind driven by his sleeve, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Steward Wan bent down, and as soon as he picked up the brush, he saw a few pieces of paper under the table where he had written on it, and thought it was his own, so he squatted down and picked up a few pieces of paper.

Worst!

The young man didn't expect that Wan Guan would find out what was underneath, but as soon as he thought of the things written in the story, he immediately calmed down.

What kind of bullshit stuff is written, I'm afraid that this kind of thing won't get into the other party's eyes at all, and it's estimated that it will be thrown away just by looking at it twice, and it will definitely not ask you what happened.

Hum.

That Yang Shanshui, a waste, what qualifications do you have to write articles, if you don't write well, then the other party's writing will definitely be even worse.

He glanced at Wan Guan Shi and found that the other party was still reading the things on it, so he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Wan Guan Shi, what is so beautiful about that thing, it is completely nonsense." This kind of thing even children don't want to read, and they don't know how to have the courage to write it, maybe it's just a fool's whimsy. ”

Suddenly!

Steward Wan stood up, he looked at the young man excitedly, and asked, "Just now! Did someone come just now......?