"Xiaobai, it's okay if you want me to help you, but I also have a condition. Jiang Qinglan said.

"On what terms?"

Li Bai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if Jiang Qinglan really agreed to himself so easily, he would feel unsteady in his heart, there would be no pie in the sky, even if there was, it would be a trap in the shape of a pie.

Jiang Qinglan looked at Li Bai's expression and smiled slightly, very good, the psychological defense line broke through successfully.

"You also know that anyone who wants this book is in business, and I am no exception, and I can fully support you in getting this book, but after you get it, you have to let me take a look at it. Jiang Qinglan said.

Li Bai was a little embarrassed, then he had to see what kind of support he had in advance, in case the full support in Jiang Qinglan's mouth was just to tell himself the address of the old gentleman, and he didn't care about anything else, wouldn't it be a loss if he got the book but wanted to share it with him?

Seeing that Li Bai didn't speak, Jiang Qinglan had a better impression of him, it was rare to have such determination at the age of fifteen.

"As long as you promise, all your expenses in the future will be under my control, and as long as you write a poem, I will give you money, and the better you write, the more you will give. Jiang Qinglan said.

"You buy the poems I wrote?" Li Bai was surprised at first, and then waved his hand, "No." ”

"Why? Are you afraid that I will buy your poems and say them are my own, or are you afraid that I will not speak and will not give me money?" Jiang Qinglan said.

"Neither. Li Bai shook his head and said, "Brother Jiang is willing to help me, I naturally can't hide it from you, I'm not interested in poetry and articles, and I'm afraid that what I write can't reach the old gentleman's love at all, how can I let Brother Jiang spend money in vain?"

Jiang Qinglan smiled when she heard this, "Xiaobai is so honest, then I'll tell you the truth, I bought your poems for business, and I won't spend money in vain." ”

"Can writing poetry still make a business?" Rao is Li Bai is smart, and he was also confused by Jiang Qinglan's words, how to do it?

"Absolutely. Jiang Qinglan nodded, "Do you know about idol creation?"

Li Bai shook his head, he hadn't heard of it.

"Pan An knows, right?" Jiang Qinglan asked again.

Li Bai nodded, this does know, the beautiful man who was thrown fruits and vegetables as soon as he went out, but what does this have to do with writing poems and doing business?

"Pan An went out on a trip, and when he came back, he could eat the food in the car for a month, just because people liked his beauty. Jiang Qinglan continued, "If a person has a good image, temperament and talent, are there more people who like him?"

Li Bai nodded again.

Yang Tian said on the side, "It may also be that there are more people who are jealous of him." ”

Jiang Qinglan glared at him angrily, "If it's just a little bit better than others, it's quite enviable, but if it's so good that others can't reach it, admiration must be more than jealousy, the essence of people is Mu Qiang." ”

Yangtian didn't speak, but Li Bai agreed, "Brother Jiang is right, just like I make a little more money than me, I always think about how to surpass him, but like Brother Jiang, I can only admire." ”

Jiang Qinglan gave Yang Tian a brain meltdown, and when he came to the nether, he didn't say anything, and he dismantled his platform when he opened his mouth, which was not well-behaved and cute at all.

"Look at Xiaobai, you can talk a lot. If you can't speak, talk less, isn't it good to be a transparent person?"

Yang Tian was bulleted and stayed in place, this woman! Do you do this casually to anyone!

Jiang Qinglan didn't pay attention to him, turned her head and said to Li Bai with a smile, "Don't you like to make money?

"But I can't write poetry......" Li Bai was still a little hesitant.

"Didn't you tell me before that writing poetry is just about describing things, so you don't have to worry about whether you can or not, just write what you see and think. Jiang Qinglan flicked the sleeves of her robe heroically, "Think about the silver with white flowers, think about the book of business and forbearance, you can write anything, how about it, are you willing?"

Jiang Qinglan's last words were like a dose of chicken blood, which directly made Li Bai go to the head.

"Okay, I promise you. Li Bai gritted his teeth, what are you afraid of, anyway, you don't have to do anything, and you don't have to worry about losing money, isn't it just writing poems?

"Okay, let's try to write one. Jiang Qinglan smiled at the two of them and said, "I heard that other poets like to climb high and look into the distance, let's try it in a while, I have already told the abbot of Jiangxin Temple that I will climb the scripture building in their temple." ”

"Xiaobai, you will make a poem about climbing the stairs later, if you can get a good sentence, a thousand taels of silver!"

When Yang Tian heard this, he hissed in his heart, are poor people spending money so arrogantly?

"A little more. He expressed his opinion succinctly.

"Is it too much?" Jiang Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "It's just a thousand taels, I still think it's too little." ”

Yangtian was silent, and at the same time, above the heavens, the Heavenly Emperor who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of heartache appeared on his always cold face, and Hong Xiao was dumbfounded.

Unlike Yangtian's silence, Li Bai was directly smashed by this number and his legs were a little weak, and even the speed of going to Jiangxin Temple to climb the Tibetan Scripture Building slowed down.

Originally, I could have climbed to the top of the building in the evening, but it was not until dark that the three of them arrived.

The night sky is vast, and the stars are covered, but ...... The light of the stars does not shine into the stairs of the Tibetan Scripture Building.

There is no guardrail on the stairs of this scripture building, if there is no light to illuminate the road, it is very easy to have accidents up and down, Jiang Qinglan and no one thought that they would climb until dark when they came up, so they did not prepare oil lamps and candles or anything.

It came up, but it couldn't go down.

At this moment, the three of them looked at each other on the roof of the scripture building.

Li Bai looked at the dark scripture building and blamed himself a little, "If it weren't for the delay because of me, I wouldn't be trapped here at this time." ”

Although this matter was a little embarrassing, Jiang Qinglan saw it very openly, and she comforted Li Bai and said, "It's okay, it's quite spacious here anyway, we will stay here for one night, and it will be the same if we go downstairs tomorrow morning." ”

The main thing is that there is no other way.

Li Bai couldn't sleep, the wind upstairs was very loud, and he was a little afraid.

"Brother Jiang, I'...... I'm a little scared. Li Bai rubbed next to Jiang Qinglan.

"Afraid?" Jiang Qinglan's voice was extremely gentle, "Why don't I tell you a story?"

Li Bai nodded happily, "Brother Jiang, you speak." ”

"Do you know that in addition to people, there are also gods and ghosts in this world?" Jiang Qinglan's voice suddenly lowered.

"Do you look up at the sky and see that there's something else up there?"