"Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicions. ”

In Lincang Academy, Old Master Zheng recited the ancient poem "Long Dry Journey" in a frustrated manner. The homework of the academy is mainly Taoist, and the author of this ancient poem is a master of Taoism in ancient times.

Compared with the profound "Tao Te Ching", the students do love this kind of poetry class more, after the master recited, dozens of students in the courtyard recited loudly together: "Lang rides a bamboo horse and goes around the bed to make green plums......

Click!

Jiang Bai's right hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and the green bamboo pen barrel was suddenly broken into two sections.

"What's wrong, Xiaobai?"

Xiuxiu, who was sitting in front of Jiang Bai, heard the voice, looked back, saw the broken brush, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, only one hand has broken the pen, it seems that Jiang Shaoxia's magic has been accomplished!"

If it was in the past, Jiang Bai would definitely have fun with Xiuxiu, but since he was misunderstood by his father that night, this guy will be a little inexplicably restrained when facing Xiuxiu.

"Xiaobai, shouldn't you practice while studying?" Zhai Xiaopang turned his head and asked.

Since the whereabouts of the three of them were discovered by Jiang's father, five days have passed now, and Jiang Bai has already informed Xiuxiu and Xiaopang of the revelation of their whereabouts, telling them not to go to the deserted temple outside the city in the near future. In the past five days, Xiuxiu compared sword moves at home, and Jiang Bai himself went to the Cangshui River to practice secretly, as for Zhai Xiaopang, he must have taken the opportunity to give himself a holiday......

"I'm fine, maybe my fingers are a little out of control. Jiang Bai explained with a wry smile.

I won't admit that I was "stimulated" by "green plums"......

However, in the past month, I have practiced the "Gengjin Divine Finger", and the index finger of my right hand has indeed become very hard, although it is not as hard as gold and iron, but it is as hard as jade. It seems that the first stage of this martial art has achieved a small success, and in the future, it will cooperate with the practice of the "Heart Chapter" and enter the second stage.

"Master is crazy, he has always seen the beginning and not the end of the dragon, and I don't know if I can ask him about the cultivation of the Gengjin Divine Finger. Jiang Bai put away the broken brush, took out another one from the book bag, and held it carefully, "Also, my new book is about to start serialization, and this time I haven't been guided by the master, so I'm a little panicked." ”

What genre of routines is used in the novel, whether the title of the book is attractive enough, whether the rhythm of the plot is bright enough, what is the golden finger of the protagonist, and can the first three chapters of the opening leave readers...... Many problems have to be solved by themselves, and the business boss has a unique vision for selling books, but in writing books, there is no way to give Jiang Bai more help.

Raising his head, he secretly glanced at Master Zheng, the old man was standing in the center of the academy, citing scriptures to explain the many difficulties of "Long Dry Xing", and thus extended to the question of the artistic conception of ancient poetry.

"The new book is a chivalrous novel about the return of the strong......"

Jiang Bai picked up a copy of "Selected Readings of Ancient Poems" in front of him, and quietly put a stack of manuscript paper full of handwriting on the table, silently recalling the entire story outline in his heart: "The protagonist Ji Feiyang, the image of a middle-aged handsome uncle with a perennial sick appearance, is characterized by deep affection and is terminally ill...... Sixteen years ago, in an accident, his sweetheart Shi Yao died in his arms, so he was the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation on the rivers and lakes back then, and he was discouraged and gave up everything to escape from the gate. Sixteen years later, the original enemy teamed up with Shi Yao's twin sister to set up a mortal situation in the rivers and lakes again, luring Ji Feiyang to enter the customs again. ”

"Master said that the vast majority of chivalrous novels have the existence of 'golden fingers', the so-called golden fingers, which are the will of the authors who are high above, in order to make the protagonist different, or fall off the cliff and get peerless martial arts, or be born with a genius, and practice for a day is comparable to a year of cultivation compared to others, or worship a mysterious old man as a teacher, get peerless weapons, and so on. In my new book, the golden finger of the protagonist Ji Feiyang is the immortal flying knife that terrified the rivers and lakes three hundred years ago!"

While pondering the plot, Jiang Bai bit the tip of the brush unconsciously, and suddenly thought of the Gengjin Divine Finger that he cultivated, and secretly said that if he was the protagonist of a novel, the golden finger would actually be the golden finger......

He was thinking wildly when he suddenly felt a figure blocking the sunlight and standing beside him.

Looking up, the person who appeared next to him was Zheng Zhengqiu, Jiang Bai was suddenly startled, and the brush in his hand was cut off again with a "click": "Husband, master!"

Jiang Bai's face was full of despair, and he hurriedly covered the manuscript of the novel, trying to cover up the evidence that he did not attend the lecture.

"Hehe, what are you thinking about, you are so engrossed?" Master Zheng smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, "What are those pieces of paper on which the words are written, and why do you want to cover them with books when you see me?"

"Uh, that...... It's ......"

Jiang Bai hesitated and couldn't say the answer.

Zheng Fuzi stroked his long beard and smiled kindly: "Could it be a chivalrous novel...... Mr. Taibai Swordsman?"

"Ahh

Jiang Bai exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widened, how could Old Master Zheng know his pen name? Could it be that he had been secretly writing novels in the academy class for the past six months, and the master had been looking at him?

"Master, Master, how can you ...... How do you know my pen name?" Jiang Bai looked at Zheng Zhengqiu, who was smiling kindly, with a shocked face.

Zheng Fuzi didn't answer Jiang Bai's question immediately, first turned around and waved his hand to the young students who came over to watch: "Could it be that your homework has been completed?"

The students dispersed and returned to their seats.

Master Zheng looked at Jiang Bai with a smile and said: "Jiang Bai, Jiang Bai, with the profound martial arts of Hu Fei, the 'first sword in Saibei', and the strong stimulation of Mo Sanniang exchanging his life for his life, I'm afraid it won't take long to blade the enemy, why did you write it five times?"

Oh, my God!

Master has read my novels!

And...... And is this an expression of dissatisfaction with my ending! In the face of enthusiastic readers, I can't carry the pot of watering......

Having made up his mind, Jiang Bai gritted his teeth and said: "It could have ended in one time, but the business boss of Linlang Bookstore didn't follow, so he had to ask me to write a few more times." ”

"It's okay for businessmen to pursue profits, but it's a bit of a pity that this is a good book. ”

Zheng Fuzi said lightly: "In a few days, a famous monk from the Great Ci'en Temple in Shenxiao City will come to Cangcheng to talk about Buddhism, and there will be a 'Tianzi No. 1' troublemaker coming over, this little ghost is a book lover, and when the time comes, I will ask you, the 'Taibai Swordsman', to update more novels to entangle her, lest she turn Lincang City upside down!"

Great Mercy & Grace Temple?

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, it is famous through the ages, and it is the "first temple in the world" that the royal pen personally sealed!

When will a remote town like Lincang City be able to invite such a high-level big man to give a lecture?

Jiang Bai's heart was full of questions, but he didn't show it, but glanced at the master seriously, and said sincerely: "Master, I used the time I studied in the academy to write chivalrous novels, don't you blame me?"

"As long as you can keep up with your schoolwork, there's nothing to blame you. Zheng Fuzi said lightly, "Prepare the new book well, I'm looking forward to it." ”