Early the next morning, Zhang Yang set off for Hongqiao Airport.

Taking off from Hongqiao Airport to Jingdezhen, the flight is more than an hour, and you can take a nap on the plane.

So, it was past nine o'clock.

Zhang Yang sat in the business class, sitting and watching the ground far away from the porthole, the sky rushing in front of him, and the thick clouds.

Ten o'clock away, the plane had already landed.

"Wuyuan, I'm here." Zhang Yang stood outside the airport, muttered to himself, directly stopped a car, and prepared to drive directly to Wuyuan, which was seventy or eighty kilometers away.

Wuyuan is known as the most beautiful countryside in China, with a sea of rape flowers all over the mountains, a Hui-style building with pink walls and tiles, and a famous autumn land Huangling.

Anyway, on the short video platform, the popularity has always been very hot.

Those hazy and antique artistic conceptions of ancient villages look quite scratchy in the short video anyway.

Now that it is autumn, it is a good time for Huangling to bask in autumn, and Zhang Yang came just right.

"Huangling, I have a friend who has a store there." As soon as the taxi driver got in the car, he chatted with Zhang Yang a lot. "A good place is definitely a good place, you can appreciate the beauty of the ancient village of Huipai, you can also watch the autumn, and there are performances at night."

Zhang Yang sat in the co-pilot, dressed lightly and simply, and his clothes were just ordinary.

However, no matter how ordinary he wears, he has a temperament that he can't hide, and the driver who provokes him always looks at him from time to time.

"Brother, where are you coming from?"

"Oh, I'm from the Demon Capital." Zhang Yang replied casually.

"Demon Capital, by the way, I have a niece studying in Demon Capital, are you interested in getting to know her?" The driver gushed.

The drive of more than two hours was spent in small talk all the way.

When I arrived in Wuyuan, the weather was drizzling and rainy, and there was a smell of water vapor in the air.

Zhang Yang half-opened the car window, looked out the window at the hazy street scene, and felt a kind of quaint and quiet.

"When you get to the brother, there is the Huangling Scenic Area in front, you can live outside the scenic spot, or you can go in and find a homestay to live, by the way, you really don't want to know my niece?" The driver asked.

"I have a good intention, and I have a girlfriend." Zhang Yang smiled and paid to go down the mountain.

On one side of the road outside the car, there are large patches of rape flowers, all over the mountains, boundless, it looks spectacular, not far in front, is the ropeway into the scenic spot.

Have lunch before heading up the mountain.

In the afternoon, after a simple lunch, Zhang Yang bought an umbrella from the store, looked up at the drizzly sky, opened the umbrella and walked into the dripping rain and fog.

The ropeway goes up the mountain and enters the ancient village, surrounded by mist and mist, and there is indeed the artistic conception that can be brushed in the short video.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to find that Su Xiaoran, so he simply strolled through the ancient streets, stopped and stopped, and had a good taste of the Hui style charm of Huangling.

Today's rainy day, there are not many tourists, and the rhythm of Huangling has become unusually slow.

"Looks like this inn in front of you, right?" Zhang Yang muttered to himself and looked at the two-story Hui school building not far in front.

The room was brightly lit, and I don't know if there was a female writer on the second floor who was opening her notebook, looking at the rainy day outside, and at the same time meditating hard and looking for inspiration.

He stood downstairs in the rain and fog with an umbrella, looking down at his phone, ready to make another call.

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The second floor of the inn.

Her real name is Xie Shuting, a popular female writer with the pen name Su Xiaoran, who has been in Wuyuan Huangling for more than half a month, and basically stays in this inn opened with her own manuscript money every day to immerse herself in creation and find inspiration.

"No, no, no, I don't feel it at all." She deleted a large paragraph with a little irritation.

Creation is a difficult process, inspiration is crucial, you can't write feelings, you will only write more and more irritated, and you can't get the words that you can't touch, how can you move the reader?

"It's still not good to do it behind closed doors."

She thought that it would be a beautiful thing to return to Wuyuan Huangling alone, enjoy the scenery and folk customs here, and create at the same time.

But now it seems that the brain is just empty.

On the table, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Who's really, bothering me again." Xie Shuting glanced at the caller, "It's the number of the magic capital again?" It's endless. ”

She vaguely recalled the experience of being disturbed a few days ago, and instinctively wanted to hang up.

But after thinking about it, she still answered the phone.

"Who, I said it all, I'm not interested in any activities, don't disturb my creation anymore."

"That... We just got in touch yesterday. On the phone, there was a vaguely familiar voice.

Xie Shuting frowned, remembering that she seemed to have hung up such a phone call yesterday.

"No, I already said it yesterday, I'm not interested, why is this ghostly lingering, and I still called, that's it, I'm hanging here, and if I fight again, I'll be blocked."

She unceremoniously gave a burst of output, and then, just about to hang up the phone.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait, I'm here, is Huajian a homestay you opened? I'm here, and I want to talk to you. Said aloud from the other side.

"What?!" Xie Shuting was suddenly a little incredible. "Where are you?"

"I'm downstairs." Respond to the other side.

Xie Shuting stood up and looked at the drizzle outside.

Under the hazy rain curtain, a tall figure held an umbrella, with a dusty temperament, quite a sense of seclusion and independence.

Her eyes widened slightly.

In my mind, lightning flashed across the sky.

A moment later, outside the inn, Xie Shuting finally saw the boy who persevered and chased after him from the magic capital up close.

Just looking at the temperament from afar.

Looking at it closely, the man in front of him has eyes as bright as stars, and he walks out alive.

"You're the one who contacted me yesterday, aren't you, so persistent, all the way from the magic capital to Wuyuan? Is there a reason why I had to be invited? Xie Shuting couldn't help but say, "Then you come in first, it's raining outside." ”

"That bothered." Zhang Yang put down his umbrella and walked in.

Why do you have to ask for it? When he thought.

He is a billionaire worth billions, and some girls are around him, if it weren't for the great benefits, he might have come all the way to beg for help alone?

"Visitors are guests, let's have a cup of tea." Xie Shuting poured tea and asked Zhang Yang to sit down.

No matter how impatient she was on the phone, at this moment, people came all the way, and this sincerity was enough to make her polite.

What's more, the one in front of you··

"Thank you, introduce yourself, Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang looked at the popular beauty writer in front of him. "You're just on the second floor, are you creating?"

Well, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, looking at the book is very strong, and as for the appearance, it is indeed worthy of the title of beautiful writer.

"yes, for inspiration." Xie Shuting took a sip of tea and looked at the guest in front of her, "I haven't carefully understood, what kind of e-commerce platform are you an employee or a manager?" Want to work with me to sell books? ”

"It's a good product." Zhang Yang explained, "The main thing is to invite you to be a guest in the live broadcast room, similar to a small talk in the form of a discussion, not the kind of goods you imagined." ”

He opened the live broadcast room of the best products and showed it.

It just so happened that books were being sold in the live broadcast room at this time.

The style of the courteous anchor's live broadcast is like tasting tea, light as water, not in a hurry, and there is no sense of impetuousness at all.

"It feels like the style is quite unique when you look at it." Xie Shuting glanced at it and nodded, "However, I still can't participate, and I won't consider it." ”

"Because you don't want to be distracted?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yes, creation is very focused, which authors have you seen who participate in activities all day long, and are prolific?" Xie Shuting chuckled, "I have to find inspiration, I have to find ideas, and I can't distract myself at all." ”

Zhang Yang blinked.

To be honest, I really want to spend money to ask, how much money is willing to go.

Keep it simple and don't waste everyone's time.

But he also knows that talking about money in front of her will be counterproductive, after all, Xie Shuting can say that for the sake of ideals, not for money.

"It's good to go out for a spin, inspiration will come, and you can still make money, and you can make money." Zhang Yang raised it euphemistically, hoping that Xie Shuting would pick up the conversation and ask how much she was paid.

It's a pity that Xie Shuting didn't blink her eyes.

"No, that's it, since you're a guest, you can stay for a day or two if you're interested, and I can also take you around, but don't mention it again when you participate in the event."

"Not at all?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.

"Unless I'm inspired and writing smoothly, maybe I'm willing to go out and change my mood, but I guess it's very slim." Xie Shuting shook her head, "Forget it, you're not a good errand, did the leader deliberately put you in small shoes to arrange for you to come?" ”

"Not really." Zhang Yang pondered in his heart, "Then since I'm here, let's stay first." ”

"Welcome, then." Xie Shuting held the teacup in both hands and covered it in the palm of her hand, with a smile in her eyes. "Let's go, I'll show you the room."

"What about the price?" Zhang Yang got up and asked.

"I invite you, it's rare for you to come all the way." Xie Shuting waved her hand, looking very generous.

Walking through the B&B, surrounded by ancient trees, horizontal corridors, everything is antique.

"This way." Xie Shuting guided.

Approaching the B&B wing, the furnishings inside are simple and refreshing, and there is a feeling of traveling through time and space and staying in an ancient inn.

Outside the window, the rain hits the eaves, and when you look up, you can see the well-layered and continuous villages one after another.

"How? It's a little simpler, but it's okay to stay. Xie Shuting introduced the furnishings in the room slightly, and then looked at Zhang Yang, "I'm next door to you, if you need any help, just knock on the door." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you." Zhang Yang nodded, "By the way, you can think about it again, right?" ”

"Here we go again." Xie Shuting smiled and shook her head.

After the person left, Zhang Yang was lying on the window of the rain, feeling a little difficult.

It's all coming to the door, this kind of sincerity, it's not even good?

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Next door, as soon as the door was closed, Xie Shuting leaned her back against the door, her eyes a little excited.

Because, the problem that has been bothering her for a long time seems to have finally loosened a little.

Since the creation, she has always felt that the image of the male protagonist is a bit too thin and not vivid enough, and it is always a bit foggy and hazy and not three-dimensional when written.

But today, because of the arrival of that uninvited guest, the problem was solved in an instant. The character that has been set up for a long time seems to be three-dimensional all of a sudden.

"It's just, do you still have to follow the original story?" Xie Shuting muttered to herself and sat down in front of the computer, her fingers resting on the keyboard.

Then, she picked up another document and tapped her fingers on the keyboard.

As an inspired writer, writing a book does not require much deliberate preparation at all, and the direction of the story is completely left to the work itself.

[Chapter 1: Unexpected Encounters]

[After the breakup, I resigned and came to Wuyuan alone to heal.

The fog and rain are beautiful. But the humid weather and the bedding that never dries out did not give me any relief in my lovelorn heart.

One evening before I decided to leave, I was sitting bored under the porch of the inn drinking tea.

In the rain and fog, an umbrella suddenly appeared.

"Excuse me, is there still a room here?" The face under the umbrella made me a little distracted. 】

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On a big night, Zhang Yang lived next door and sneezed vigorously.

"It's impossible, I can't catch a cold, right?"

Of course, he didn't know that the goal of his trip hadn't made any progress, and it had already been written into a book by someone next door... Blood deficit.

Sure enough, being the person who appears next to the writer is at risk of being written into the book at any time.

"No, you have to take the initiative and ask her for help when you get acquainted." Zhang Yang muttered to himself, suddenly couldn't sit still, thought about it, walked out of the room directly, and walked next door.

Then, he knocked on the door. After a while, footsteps were heard and the door opened.

"What's wrong?" Xie Shuting leaned out and asked.

"I wanted to ask you... Why don't you go out for a meal together, it just so happens that I'm a little unfamiliar with this place. Zhang Yang vaguely saw that the laptop screen in the room was still on. Hey? You're still writing, and going out for a change of mood will help you get inspired. ”

"Eat, um... All right. Xie Shuting noticed Zhang Yang's gaze, and suddenly blocked in front of her with a little weakness.

"Then, you can decide the place later, and I don't know where to eat." Zhang Yang said, "I'll go back first, you can get busy first!" ”

"Oh good." Xie Shuting whispered and closed the door.

Then, I continued to sit in front of the computer, and then wrote a sentence: On the night I moved in, he asked me out for dinner, and by the way, he wanted to listen to me talk about the mountains and rivers of Huangling, and I agreed...

In the evening, Zhang Yang and Xie Shuting went to a restaurant in the Huangling Scenic Area to eat.

"The price of this is not expensive, and the taste is okay, by the way, I please, you don't have to pay for it." Xie Shuting said generously.

"I'll come, I didn't pay for your homestay, so I can't take advantage of it, right?" Zhang Yang beckoned to the menu.

"You're coming? Do you want me to be embarrassed to refuse you then? Don't think about it, do you? There's no way I'm going to go. Xie Shuting deliberately emphasized. Don't bother with any more energy, really. ”

"It's not... Do you need to emphasize? Besides, I just want to ask back, this is called mutual non-debt, okay? Zhang Yang was speechless.

(End of chapter)