7. Storyteller Ning Qian
Ning Qian is like a storyteller. "'Haha...... Yes, yes, this kind of superb goods are not in vain, sir, I came here for you. The young man's crisp voice echoed in Qing Tingxuan. ”
"Where can Qing Tingxuan allow him to be so presumptuous, before Hongxu can speak, Qing Tingxuan's escort has already rushed into the atrium. The young man in white continued to unscrupulously take advantage of his tongue in the tent. 'You guards still don't retreat?' At such a grand event, everyone here is the world's first-class son, and they don't speak, you dare to be so presumptuous?
"I heard that Wuxi Cliff doesn't seem to be a teenager, who are you?!" asked one of the people on the second floor.
"Oh, it's Shen Zhongjun who speaks, aren't you working so hard to rush from Feiqiguo to Jingping, just to see the beauty of the red girl, hoping to spend the Spring Festival together?" now the red girl is in my arms...... she said, not knowing what kind of technique was used, but it made the red silk Jiaojiao gasp. Then she asked again. 'How's it going?'
Of course, Shen Zhongjun can sit here because he has a good culture, and he returns. Hugh is vain, don't you have anything to say, and such a grand event should make such a situation so unbearable. ’
Hey, when he said this, he was tantamount to occupying the position of righteousness, and in an instant, others began to verbally attack. ”
Yi Ming's face was black when he heard it, but he had to admit that it was really attractive.
However, words alone could not have any effect on the young man in the tent. 'Is it true that a gentleman is as empty as you?' The young man was small, but his words were still quite sharp.
In that case, let me meet you for a while. Shen Zhongjun jumped into the atrium from the second floor, and then broke into the tent, but saw that the young man was holding the red floc in his arms, one of his hands was rubbing it wantonly on the chest of the red flocon, and his lips were gently grinding close to the ears of the red floop......
Seeing Shen Zhongjun break into the Luo tent, the young man glanced at him and said. 'Yo, I thought that the people who could be named as sons were handsome people, but I didn't expect there to be an exception like Shen Pingjun. ’
Shen Zhongjun was humiliated by this, and he was unwilling to give up, but Qing Tingxuan was not allowed to wear a sword when he entered, so he went up alone. The young man flashed out of the tent with a little frightened red floc, not looking at his young age and small stature, but his light skills and the strength in his hands were very good. After flashing out of the tent, he leaped into the air, carrying the red flop up to the area where he had jumped before, and pushed the light veil into it. ”
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Yi Ming really wanted to complain about how it was so vivid, but he didn't want to hit Ning Qian's Yaxing at the moment.
Ning Qian took a sip of water, and then said to Yi Ming. "This is the novel I tried to write, how about it?"
Yi Ming returned. "It's a rare thing you remember so clearly. ”
"I watched it over and over again, and I felt that this part of the story was really interesting, and finally memorized it all. ”
Yi Ming. “...... Count you awesome. ”
"Alright, I'm going to continue. ”
......
Shen Zhongjun followed, but before he thought about it, he was kicked out with one foot before he got on the railing. A young man appeared from behind the tulle, and he said to everyone on the second floor. Since Huahua wants to have a play, as an elder brother, he can only carry around. This person is the Wuxi Cliff that everyone thought before, and the flower in his mouth is the nickname of the dance flower.
Behind the corridor is the room, Wu Feihua entered the room with the red flotsam, and then opened the window, the crowd outside the window boiled for a moment, Wu Feihua jumped up from the window, and brought the red flotsam to the roof. 'Guys, do you know who this person is next to me?'
When everyone saw the red dress and the beautiful red flocculation, it was naturally not difficult to guess that for a while, the streets and the surrounding inns were noisy. The young man picked up the skirt at the feet of the red catkins, and then deliberately threw it upward, revealing the white feet and slender legs of the red flocculents. 'Haha...... Do you want to see under this red dress?' the boy shouted. ”
Everyone followed suit, and the boy did not ink. 'If this kind of beauty can only be hidden in the deep boudoir, it is a pity in the world, since you want to see it, then let you see enough, and then go back and hug your wife~ Haha......' The young man spoke, pushed the red flom away, pulled it in his hand, and the red clothes on the red flocculation slipped off, although she tried her best to pull, but how could a weak woman do it, a woman like the red house, in addition to the red clothes, only a layer of tulle and the obscene clothes inside were left......
The boy held the red robe in both hands and handed it to his face, he buried his face in it and sniffed it deeply, and after a few seconds of intoxication, he threw the red roof from the roof. "This fragrant dress will be given to you!" The tulle on Hongxi's body fluttered in the breeze, and a pair of breathtaking legs and the obscene clothes that went up made people crazy......
The young man's behavior made the crowd in the distance frantically crowd closer, and some even climbed on top of the crowd, flying over with good light skills, and came to the front. The boy continued to walk into the red floc, and then lifted her chin, this step-by-step provocation deeply caught everyone's attention and breath. Just as the boy was about to tear off all the tulle and obscene clothes, a man jumped up from below, a young man dressed in black.
At this moment, another voice came from behind, and the young man in white glanced back, it was Qing Tingxuan's guard, she chuckled, and pushed the red wool in her hand towards the young man in black, and the red wool fell from the eaves to the young man in black. 'If you are so anxious, then this peerless beauty will be given to you.' ’
The black-clothed young man hugged the red catkins, the soft and smooth touch in his hands made his heart flutter slightly, when he leaned over, the helpless eyes of the red floc stared straight into his eyes, the black-clothed young man retracted his mind, looked at the white-clothed young man who was moving on the roof, he took off his black coat and wrapped the dazzling spring color in his arms, and then pushed the red catkins to the guards who walked in. Without any hesitation, he chased after the young man in white......"
Ning Qian paused at this point, as if this paragraph touched her in particular. "This is the first time Feiliuyun and Wu Feihua met, and then the two chased each other like this for eight years, they have traveled through dozens of countries, experienced countless life and death dangers, and seen the love, hatred, and hatred in the world......"
Yi Ming asked. "So you wrote it in length?"
Ning Qian returned. "I want to write a long story, but I have experienced too little, and I can't write about the kind of leisure chasing the rivers and lakes and the gradual change of feelings in it. ”
"I think you can give it a try. Yi Ming encouraged. "I really didn't expect you to have a talent in this area, I think this story is very good, and you can consider serializing it on "Student" when you have the opportunity in the future, and there will definitely be many people who like it. ”
"Really?" Ning Qian said for so long, picking up her teacup and taking a big sip of water.
"I don't think it's okay for you to tell a story. ”
"Cut, laughing at me again. ”
"No, it's true, you speak very vividly, the ups and downs of your tone are well controlled, and the logic is very clear. ”