Seeing that Wang Yuyan with a sad face was really unbearable, Zhao Rui said to Chu Chen: "Do you mind if I'll change your article?"

Chu Chen was stunned and asked, "Change? How do you want to change?"

Zhao Rui pulled and pulled Chu Chen up, sat on the chair, holding the brush tightly in his hand, and began to fly under the line that Chu Chen wrote.

Zhao Rui changed and recited it as he said: "He is exactly the same as his knife, both of which are bone-cold. Thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. At this time, the snow was getting heavier and darker, and the sky was about to be completely dark."

"Outside the willow forest, Zhang Da and Wang Er ran quickly from the east. The long swords in their hands were shining with cold light, which was really heart-wrenching. The people around them saw it and felt the coldness was biting!

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Since Chu Chen only wrote these two lines, Zhao Rui only changed this little.

When Zhao Rui raised his head, he saw that Murong Chunyu and Wang Yuyan had already come over.

The two girls stood at the desk, staring at Zhao Rui’s modified under what Chu Chen wrote.

Murong Chunyu asked anxiously: "I can't tell, my husband, you still have the talent for writing?"

Zhao Rui just shook his head and smiled.

Turning back, Wang Yuyan and Chu Chen were dumbfounded, especially Chu Chen, who was probably mentally hit hard, and for a moment he stood in place and shook back and forth.

He really couldn't have imagined that there was such a capable person in this world.

After making any changes, I immediately turned the garbage I wrote about in my thoughts into magic, which is nothing!

If this continues, let alone writing novels, even if you copy books for others, it seems that you can't recognize the reality!

Wang Yuyan's expression on her face was quite shocked, and she looked at Zhao Rui and said seriously: "You really have two brushes. If the things written by me, a waste husband, are for three-year-old children to read, then the one you wrote will be a killer.

Three wonderful books!"

Zhao Rui slowly stood up, shook his head and smiled, "I did this kind of thing without intention, but if I wanted to, I would definitely make some achievements."

Murong Chunyu couldn't help but cast admirational gaze at Zhao Rui.

Chu Chen no longer knew what to do now, and he really couldn't get out of the Taiwan Strait again, so he had to stand aside with his head down and remained silent.

At this time, the sky was already late, and the sky was full of snow and snow was endless. I believe that within a radius of thirty miles of Yuqing City, all of them would be turned into a snow country.

During dinner that night, Wang Yuyan took out all the only meat and fish in her home and cooked it carefully to reward Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu.

Chu Chen, who had not yet written two hundred words for a whole day, sat at the dining table, lowered his head, feeling depressed.

Wang Yuyan acted quickly to serve rice for Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu, shook her head and sighed, and said, "It really makes you two laugh. Chu Chen was not like this at all last year. It may be that it has been this year.

, the pressure is too great, and the setbacks are too much."

After Wang Yuyan sat down, she looked at Chu Chen with great dissatisfaction.

Chu Chen kept his head down and remained silent.

Zhao Rui was about to speak, but Wang Yuyan's face completely sank, sat upright and said, "Chu Chen, now in front of the two guests, I want to explain the words to you clearly."
Chapter completed!