"What? Is there really something wrong with your sanity? ”

"My biggest headache right now is how to persuade my parents to follow us in their cultivation!"

Even if Zhang Xuezhou didn't believe in the judgment of any life, practicing the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra" and "Spiritual Enhancement Chapter" would not bring any harm.

The former can rely on Pei Yuan Dan to stimulate the entry, while the latter requires a certain amount of talent, and may also need greater pressure and stimulation to make the spiritual enhancement practice smooth, and even the subsequent stage needs to use medicinal stimulation.

Zhang Xuezhou knew very well how to practice these two contents, but how to get Song Fengying and Zhang Weimeng to learn was a problem.

He constantly communicated with Zhang Manqian on communication.

"This thing is too difficult to do, my parents will definitely not believe the cultivation techniques you have tinkered with," Zhang Manqian replied, "Not to mention feeding them to drink medicine." ”

"These things are difficult to do, but what I'm more afraid of is that my parents won't be able to fix it!"

Zhang Xuezhou's response was a little low, which made Zhang Manqian feel heavy.

In Song Fengying's view, the two children are healthy and sunny, but their upward demand is extremely high, and they are even constantly looking for ways to support their parents' industry.

In Song Fengying's opinion, a huge sum of six million is the one-time fee for them to enter a higher nursing institution.

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian were very wise and did not mention the matter of genetic fighting techniques and cultivation techniques, because they were afraid that Song Fengying would be under pressure.

And the judgment of any life undoubtedly makes them have to explain the relevant information, and even pull their parents to practice together.

Cultivation is not easy, and it is not only a matter of money and resources, but also about qualifications and even age.

Cultivation needs to be early, it is very unrealistic to expect people in their forties to become famous in their cultivation, and the requirements mentioned in Ren Sheng's life are extremely high, and even for Song Fengying and Zhang Weimeng, there is not much time left in their lives.

"Is Professor Ren's judgment accurate?" Zhang Manqian asked in disbelief.

"Do you dare bet?"

Zhang Xuezhou asked rhetorically, which made Zhang Manqian no longer have any hesitation.

You can't gamble on this kind of thing, and you can't afford to gamble.

"Mom will be in Xijing City these days, I'll pester Mom!"

In the end, each had its own assigned task, Zhang Manqian persuaded Song Fengying, and Zhang Xuezhou needed to get Zhang Weimeng.

Zhang Xuezhou pondered for a while before taking some video records for himself, and then he added the communication number and sent the video to Zhang Weimeng's communication.

"Shocked, he actually did such a thing with his pants!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the video he sent, and then looked at the title name he took, he felt that Zhang Weimeng would not wait until a few days later to click on the video and take a look at it casually.

A fake trick to mix private goods in the book finally became a way to tempt Zhang Weimeng, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt that the world was impermanent.

In the video, Zhang Xuezhou held his hair, and the hair strands rotated extremely flexibly in his hands, and finally used the hair strands to penetrate the fabric on his pants.

His level is far from the level of Jin Chang casually piercing cowhide, but it is completely enough for show.

"When did you practice the Sunflower Classic?"

In just a few minutes, the new friend verification was passed, and Zhang Weimeng's familiar response was also presented on the text.

"What sunflower tome?" Zhang Xuezhou was surprised.

"This is the next book I prepared, called Xiaoao Jianghu, there is a person named Dongfang Undefeated, she is very good at killing people with needles and threads," Zhang Weimeng replied.

"Is the Heavenly Dragon Babu coming to an end?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"The income is not good, it is not over, it is not over" Zhang Weimeng said: "A group of readers said that if I want to write classical martial arts, I will write it well, interspersed with what Tong Mu Qiushui Wuyazi is simply anti-human, it doesn't look like sword martial arts at all, all kinds of sprays in my book, I can't write it." ”

"Don't be unfinished, rotten ends and ruins character," Zhang Xuezhou persuaded.

"I've decided to start another author number" Zhang Weimeng replied: "The trumpet I use has become a black powder, not only spraying my own books recklessly every day, but also saying that this kind of garbage I write casually is better than 'copying Jin Yong', and swore in the comment area to write a book to slap the face of 'copying Jin Yong', and now it has been built 9,999 floors, and there should be a group of readers who join in the fun!" ”

"Now the realm has played to this extent?"

"You don't understand Dad's readership market ...... today"

Zhang Weimeng spat out bitterness for a while.

In the past, when there were few people, most of them were readers who loved martial arts, and there were various praises in his books, and the readership was small but fine.

But when he advertised at the award ceremony in Sudong City, some parents who didn't like martial arts followed suit, and some young readers also plugged in.

The most troublesome thing is that the young students did not tap Zhang Xuezhou's outstanding ability in the adult examination from his martial arts, but fell into the temptation of extracurricular activities, resulting in average performance in the adult examination.

Zhang Weimeng received subscription money from parents the year before, and began to suffer backlash after the adult exam.

In the comment area of his book, in addition to discussing the plot, it is more about scolding the street.

It's not that Zhang Weimeng doesn't want to use the author number that he has worked hard to maintain in the past, but his current author number is already stinky, and the benefits of opening a new book are predictably poor.

"From now on, when you revise the chapter on my behalf and publish it, you must not send it to the account of 'copying Jin Yong', my new author's name is 'Dongfang Shuo'," Zhang Weimeng said.

"Dongfang Shuo? You just changed our Sudong City to a pen name, will this be discovered? Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"My black fan leader's name is Dongfang Shuo, and his prestige in the black powder is already very high, so I can't change my name anymore" Zhang Weimeng said: "And my name is not changed casually, this involves an important person in my book, and this pen name is only available under the combination of each other." ”

"Forget it, don't discuss pen names, you be careful, don't be beaten to death!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied casually, and when he saw the word 'killed', he came back to his senses and wanted to do the right thing.

"Tell me about the design of the Sunflower Treasure Book of Martial Arts," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"That martial art I designed is a bit similar to this little magic trick you played, and it's set in ......"

Zhang Weimeng talked eloquently, while Zhang Xuezhou watched Zhang Weimeng's tirade absentmindedly.

"You still have to bring needles to kill, it's explosive, Jin Chang...... But Jin Chang can't do it either, his kind of puppet silk is too expensive, and if there is no puppet silk, it will be scrapped, this needlework can be used locally, and it is not useless! ”

Zhang Weimeng's top-level high-level manual kills people with needles and threads, which is indeed an innovation in classical martial arts.

Accustomed to the exchange of swords, the needle and thread will indeed bring a sense of novelty.

But for Zhang Xuezhou, who has seen the puppet technique of Jinchang, this setting is not too novel.

Looking at Zhang Weimeng's triumphant inquiry, Zhang Xuezhou had to say a few words.

"You are a person who writes martial arts, you can't do it with both hands, can others believe in this novel design?" Zhang Xuezhou finally asked.

"Isn't it just a setting?" Zhang Weimeng said: "It's normal to write your own settings!" ”

"You're not afraid of black powder spraying, your setting is not scientific and logical?" Zhang Xuezhou replied with a smile.

"Let me tell you, I'm a black fan now, and there are nearly 10,000 people under the door, and they all agree with me!"

"Won't the little brother who built the building turn black?"

"How do you speak, I haven't even sent the book yet, you make me very worried when you say that!"

Zhang Weimeng looked at the content of Zhang Xuezhou's reply, and his already bottomless heart was even more bottomless.

was ruined by black fans, and if he didn't have another copy, he could only drink the northwest wind.

Thinking of his mother-in-law's big hole where he spent money without limits, Zhang Weimeng felt that his liver hurt.

"Do you want to learn from me the Sunflower Treasure Book? When the time comes, it will be able to stand in front of black fans! ”

When Zhang Weimeng was in a bad mood, he saw Zhang Xuezhou send a message again.

"I'm clumsy, I can't learn your little magic," Zhang Weimeng refused.

"It's very easy to learn, but if you put a little effort into it, you can do it, after I laid the foundation, this only took three days, and our Canglan Academy not only has this kind of small magic, but also sprays water to cure diseases, and changes your appearance, you think about it, you think about it, you want to learn these Jianghu stunts, this may also drive the sales of your martial arts, this is a classical book I found from the library of Canglan Academy, few people use it for practice, it is very rare......"

Zhang Xuezhou threw bait layer by layer, which made Zhang Weimeng feel a little reasonable.

"You're right, people who write martial arts don't perform martial arts with both hands, it's untenable to say it, even if it's tricks and small magic tricks, I can play both hands!"

Looking at the invitation sent by Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Weimeng felt that when the manuscript fee was sent, he could go to Xijing City to collect style.

"What's the matter, you also transferred money to me, what do you mean?"

When Zhang Weimeng euphemistically expressed the time when he went to Xijing City, he only heard a reminder from the communication that the e-wallet had arrived.

He looked at the 5,000 yuan that Zhang Xuezhou transferred, and didn't understand why Zhang Xuezhou had such a loose hand.

"Dad, you hurry up and learn this little craft, you may be the best performer among the authors, maybe you can lead the sensation, so as to make more money by writing!"

Zhang Xuezhou's response made Zhang Weimeng silent for a few seconds.

He feels that he really has a 'good son', and he is not ambiguous at all in urging his parents to earn money, and he tries to be as efficient as possible.

"I am now an advanced student of Canglan Academy, I can eat and drink for free every day, and I have a salary of 3,000 yuan a month, of course, if you come to the academy to write, I will go to the academy to apply for it, and maybe I can give you a place for free food and drink!"

"Eat and drink for free?"

"Choose meat and vegetables every day, there are fruits to eat at will, and there is a spacious big house to live in, you can rest assured that you are satisfied!"

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, come and take a look!"

In order to bring his father ashore to treat possible mental illness, Zhang Xuezhou also coaxed and deceived.

He didn't believe it, other people's families were all masters of sequencers, and he and Zhang Manqian couldn't even bring their parents ashore.