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Chapter 32: Don't slap people's faces, please read)

Even though Xu Yi was thick-skinned, he was a little embarrassed to hear the praise of such a beautiful woman.

"Uh, just write it casually and just pass the time."

At this time, He Yinglan also came to him and stared at the novel curiously: "Hey, Taoyuan Xiaoshan Village, are you writing novels based on your prototype?"

"Well, it's a bit. But the protagonist I wrote is much more powerful. I have had an adventure, got a good golden finger, shocking medical skills, invincible martial arts, and constant love luck."

Feeling He Yinglan's hot figure, Xu Yi immediately replied absent-mindedly.

It’s not a big mistake for his heartbeat to speed up. In order to see the content of the novel, He Yinglan stood next to him and leaned over with his head tilted.

At this time, Xu Yi just turned the computer chair and slightly left the table.

If he wanted, just use his hand gently to bring the other person's entire body to fall into his arms, allowing him to hold a faint fragrance.

He Yinglan has a pleasant fragrance, and I don’t know if it is perfume, shower gel, or the body fragrance unique to women in the legend.

You know, the other party was not drunk today, nor did he smell bad after vomiting that night.

I have to say that He Yinglan's charm is so swaying. Xu Yi was a little excited after such a short contact.

If he hadn't had a high concentration, he wouldn't have been able to help.

As a last resort, he had to kick his toes on the ground, and then took a step or two slightly back.

In this way, he finally left He Yinglan a little further away, and his heart calmed down a little.

At this time, He Yinglan also noticed Xu Yi's strangeness and suddenly became strange in her heart.

But she was such a smart person. She immediately understood the reason, and her face became hot for no reason.

Just now, she read the content of a chapter and thought it was really well written. She had no idea about the writing style, and the plot was also very attractive.

After turning his head, He Yinglan looked at Xu Yi with a lot of curiosity again.

Not only can he sing, but he can also write songs and novels. Xu Yi is really a literary young man with real talent and knowledge.

The most important thing is that such a person can endure loneliness and run to the mountains to open a homestay, which really makes her feel a little confused.

"It's very well written, even a person who doesn't read novels very much." He Yinglan also stood up and said with a smile.

"Oh, since you say it's OK, I'll be relieved. When I was writing before, I was a little skeptical about my writing ability. I was afraid that no one would read it, and it would be bad if it was spread online."

Xu Yi was not polite at all, and at the same time he felt relieved. It seemed that the master writing skills he obtained by signing in were really good.

Hearing this, He Yinglan immediately asked: "You want to spread it to the Internet?"

"Of course, I won't post it online. Could it be that I'll read it myself? Of course, I have to share it with you. I can make some money by the way." Xu Yi said with a smile.

"Okay, when will you upload it? I will give you a reward and help you promote it."

At this time, He Yinglan was excited and actually said she wanted to give Xu Yi a reward.

Xu Yi immediately felt better and thought this was pretty good. His new book became much more popular.

Anyway, He Yinglan is a rich woman, and even if she gives a reward of 10,000, he still has no psychological burden at all.

"Okay, then I'll tell you after I sign the contract. It's about April 1st, and it's been two days."

"good."

He Yinglan nodded, then remembered the purpose of coming up and said, "By the way, I came up to you to play guitar and sing the song I had last night."

"Ah, guitar, I haven't played it for a long time."

Xu Yi was also stunned. Unexpectedly, He Yinglan wanted to listen to him playing the guitar.

He really can't play guitar. Although his predecessor can play, some memories that do not belong to him have almost fallen out in the past six months.

At this time, it was really a bit difficult for him to play the guitar.

"Yes, since you can write folk songs, playing guitar must be very good. Boss Xu, please satisfy my curiosity and play it to me."

He Yinglan looked at Xu Yi and said with a little flattering voice.

I got drunk last night, and the singing of Xu Yi did not have much less flavor.

Today, when he accidentally discovered the guitar in the storage room, He Yinglan immediately became interested, especially Xu Yi.

I have to say that Xu Yi really surprised He Yinglan at this time, which is not a good thing for a woman.

Listening to He Yinglan's almost flattering tone, Xu Yi suddenly felt soft, and he nodded after thinking for a while: "Okay, then just pop it."

"Okay, then we're here?" He Yinglan was very happy when he saw Xu Yi agreeing.

Xu Yi stood up and picked up the guitar next to him: "Of course, go to the balcony, the environment there is quite good."

Then, He Yinglan followed him to the balcony and exclaimed.

"Wow, you actually have a small garden here, it's so beautiful."

Looking at the many beautiful flowers blooming around the balcony, He Yinglan, who loved flowers, suddenly became excited and fell closer and smelled it.

Xu Yi bought potted plants with flowers and then transplanted them to the balcony, so they are basically in full bloom now.

So, as soon as you walk to the balcony, it feels like you are in a sea of ​​flowers, and the fragrance of flowers is everywhere in front of you.

"Uh, that's OK."

Xu Yi said modestly, then sat on the stool beside him, picked up the guitar to brew it.

When He Yinglan saw Xu Yi's actions, she sat obediently and looked over quietly.

The moment he picked up the guitar, Xu Yi's hand seemed to be conditioned reflex, with a familiar smell, and the seemingly disappearing guitar skills in his mind became inexplicably clear.

Tap your fingertips, and the melody of the song "Painting" actually bloomed from the guitar and spread in the air.

At the same time, Xu Yi also started singing.

"Draw a large window for the deserted house, a stove and firewood.

We were born and lived together, and drew a group of birds around me, and then drew a green ridge and a green slope.

…”

I have to say that the guitar level and singing level of my predecessor were really good. Xu Yi also integrated it while singing, and felt like he was a music genius.

He Yinglan next to him was also fascinated by the sound of his face, and his face was full of brilliance.

She didn't expect that Xu Yi was really powerful and played the guitar so well.

When I was in college, I was completely comparable to the guitar masters of the school guitar club.

"Hey, this must be recorded as a souvenir."

Suddenly, she thought something was missing, so she took out her phone and started recording.

Xu Yi also saw her movements and hurriedly said, "Hey, don't pat your face."

Hearing this, He Yinglan immediately smiled and said, "Why don't you pat your face?"

Xu Yi said: "What if you post on Moments and are forwarded to the Internet, what should I do if I become popular? I don't want to become an internet celebrity, I'm afraid of trouble."
Chapter completed!
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