Zhuo Qingqing knew that Xue Mu was telling the truth, and it couldn't be true anymore. But it was obviously self-worthy when it came to Xiao Qingwu's ears. If he said he was not merciful, why did he help him realize his ideal?

Poor Xue Mu wanted to say that he was not a pervert, and the girl insisted on thinking that he was a pervert. This time she said that she was not a good person, but the girl regarded him as a saint. Even the previous pervert judgment disappeared. How could such a great person be a pervert? He really wanted to be so lustful? He didn't do anything if he had any chance to take him along the way!

The girl was in a state of great excitement and didn't know what to say to express her idol worship. She could only see her ups and downs and magnificent chest.

Zhuo Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and said sourly: "I said Miss Xiao, ideals are full, reality is... can you write it?"

Xiao Qingwu was stunned.

Xue Mu waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, Miss Xiao has a very good origin. If you really want to talk about the writing skills, it is probably much better than me. Telling stories is not difficult, but the difficult thing is to convey thoughts silently. Anyway, read a few more articles and practice them yourself, and you will naturally understand them slowly. But Miss Xiao..."

"Ah? Ah...Mr. Xue, please tell me."

"What you want to reduce the cost of drugs and benefit the public. This is a long project, whether in terms of doctor awareness or drug research, not overnight. At least I have no idea now. Writing articles is extremely slow to work, and it also requires years and years of hiding in the house, which seems to have no improvement in your situation."

Xiao Qingwu was silent for a moment and whispered: "Mr. Xue let me see a glimmer of hope. Qingwu has a meaning for his existence, which is enough."

"At least you won't commit suicide by depression, right?"

Xiao Qingwu smiled: "Yes. Maybe General Manager Xue wants to do whatever he wants, but Qingwu still refuses at this time. I wonder if General Manager Xue is a little regretful?"

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at her smile.

This girl is rare to laugh, she always has a melancholy look. This time she smiled, with a hint of crampage, and looked like a weak plum blossom quietly blooming beside the wall, and she was a little playful in the tranquility.

Very beautiful.

As worthy of the choice of sensational chromatography, Xiahou Di has a really good vision.

He withdrew his gaze, stood up leisurely, and threw the leftover fish bones into the sea: "I, Xue Mu, saw the brightness of the stars and the moon, the flower blooming of the iron sword, the melting of the ice and the snow, and now I see the weak plum blossoms blooming lightly, and the faint fragrance comes slowly. The most beautiful thing in this world, Xue Mu only sees eight or nine, how can I regret it?"

"Let's go, go back!"

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The three of them went to sea at noon yesterday, and they returned to Luzhou in the afternoon. But it was more than a day and a night, and they really felt like they were returning to Jiangling for a day. Others didn't even notice that Xue Mu had disappeared for a day.

I don’t know that Xue Mu saw the most evil thing in this world and left a layer of darkness in his heart.

The one who was more cautious about the news about Xiesha was not Xue Mu, but Wu Ye. After hearing what Xue Mu saw, she jumped up and down, wrinkled her little face and paced back and forth for a long time. When she woke up, the first thing she did was to open the Star Array and inform Xue Qingqiu.

Then Xue Qingqiu scolded her and said that she did not protect Xue Mu, and she dared to let Xue Mu face the most terrifying thing in this world.

Xiao Ye handed over the call rights in grievance and asked Xue Mu to talk to him.

"And it, it's very relaxed. I've controlled that thing very much."

"There is a limit for all things to generate and control. Water can extinguish fire, but a cup of water cannot extinguish the flames of burning mountains, and it can only be evaporated." Xue Qingqiu said coldly there: "Don't rely on the little bit of heavenly aura that you don't know where you come from. If you really encounter a gathering of evil evil, you can't suppress it alone, let alone you!"

"Where is the possibility of a gathering at the foot of the Cause and Fate Cauldron?" Xue Mu was not afraid of her scolding and said with a smile: "Okay, shouldn't we be happy that we found the Xingwangshi Mine? Or the rich mine has completely solved our problem. In this way, you ask Pu Xiang to bring people here to coordinate and take charge of the matters related to buying or mining. Others are not good at doing these things, and I am not good at it either."

"Okay, okay." Xue Qingqiu had no choice but to say, "I'll let him whip up and arrive as soon as possible."

"Have Qin Wuye and Qianxue arrived in Lingzhou?"

"I just arrived and got along with Menglan. Do you have anything to explain?"

"I've finished explaining what I need. Let them communicate with me any changes or new ideas in their actual operations."

"Okay." Xue Qingqiu hesitated for a moment, but sighed lowly: "Xue Mu, you have to take good care of yourself. Don't go to dangerous places by yourself. You are not in my sight... I am always worried that something will happen to you."

Xue Mu said softly: "Okay, I understand. You must take care of yourself."

Xue Qingqiu said angrily: "Your sister, I am invincible in the world. Unlike you, a weak chicken, what can I take care of?"

Xue Mu smiled and said, "My chicken is not weak now."

"screw you!"

After finishing the call, Xiao Ye sniffed: "Why is it so easy for Dad to deal with this evil woman?"

"Because she is reluctant to scold her father." Xue Mu picked up Wei Ye and walked out of the Xingluo Formation: "Just like Dad is reluctant to scold Wei Ye."

"Nonsense, dad will spank me."

"You haven't hit me."

"Gee... Dad's butt is soft."

"Ph, you little thing!"

The father and daughter walked to the yard with laughter and quarreled all the way, and saw a group of girls breaking in a noisy way. Seeing Xue Mu, Li Xiaorui, the leader, lit up and ran up, pretending to cry: "Wow, young master, we'll stop doing it!"

Xue Mu was amused and laughed: "What's wrong? Aren't you so happy as a reporter? Who bullies you?"

"Look at my face!"

Xue Mu looked over and found that it was true that the black paint was covered with ink everywhere. Xiao Ye looked at it and clapped his hands and smiled: "Meow Meow Meow Meow, Little Ruirui is a little black cat!"

Li Xiaorui jumped: "Uncle Master, be careful, I will beat you!"

Xiao Ye sticks out his tongue: "A little bit~"

Xue Mu looked at the girls around, and they were all dark-faced and were about to beat Ye. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Why are they all touching their faces?"

Li Xiaorui was almost crying: "It has never been stopped since the first day. Every day, I go home like a cat. I hold a notebook and a pen in one hand, and an ink bottle. We don't have that many hands! We can't do this work anymore!"

Xue Mu knocked on the head.

This matter is really wrong with him. When I first started writing, I thought about making a hard pen to replace the brush. But first, I was not an expert in this matter, and second, things were messy at that time and I didn’t have the time to do research, so I put it aside. As time passed, I completely forgot it, but instead I began to use the brush habitually.

Since we want to develop entertainment and media, the efficiency of brushes is obviously not up to the times, and we must develop hard pens, and it is an urgent task.

This world can do any science, but it is a pity that if you don’t do cultural research, Xue Mu is really not an expert in this piece. He knows that pencils are made of graphite, but he has no idea how to do it. He doesn’t even know whether graphite is produced in this world. As for dipping quills ink, they have to dip them again without writing a few words, and the effect is not as good as a brush.

He pondered for a long time and asked, "What are you using to draw thrushes?"

The girls were stunned for a while, and Li Xiaorui replied carefully: "Grinse the stone dai into powder, add water to blend... This thing is a pigment."

"Can it be made into hard strips?"

"It should be possible."

"If it is refined into hard and thin strips, can it be written?"

"Yes, but it's easy to break, it's useless."

“Where are cork wrapped outside?”

"Huh..." Li Xiaorui thought for a while with his eyes straightened and hesitated: "It seems you can try it. Young Master, let's try it out in Meidai workshop."

"Yes, I have a better way." Xue Mu turned his head and looked, but Xiao Qingwu leaned against the door and whispered: "Mixed with stone powder and condensed water, and then dried, it becomes a dark jade-like hard block. If there are traces on the paper, the color will be dark. My sisters in Medicine King Valley often use them to draw thin eyebrows, which are easier to control lines than usual stone daisies and will not infringe on the skin."
Chapter completed!