After listening to the piano and flute ensemble composed and played by Yao Jinse, these students were also very shocked.
Such music and melody are definitely not something that ordinary people can create. Can this most talented person in the world have such a level of composition? He is simply a god! I have never heard of this before.
A person can create such moving music. At first, we all doubted whether he had the ability to be the most talented person in the world. But now it seems that he does!
Such a talent makes people really can’t help but admire them!
After playing a song, Yao Jinse looked at the lake quietly, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of the little overlord Zhao Xuanyi.
How could she think of that little brat at this moment? [
It stands to reason that she is definitely not in that mood now. Nearly three years have passed since then. But she still occasionally thinks of the little bully Zhao Xuanyi who she beat up so hard. Time flies, so long.
Time has passed, except for those not-so-good things in her memory, and only these fun things are left. Thinking of the fight with Zhao Xuanyi back then, she can't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
I don’t know how this little bully is doing now. I heard that he went to the border before, and I don’t know what is happening now.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Qingyuan noticed Yao Jinse's expression, and the slightly raised corners of her lips should indicate that she was in a good mood, right? I don't know what Jin Xiandi was thinking about now, to have such a warm expression.
.
"I'm thinking about a friend." Yao Jinse's lips curled up slightly.
Xiao Qingyuan looked at Yao Jinse but didn't know who the friend she was talking about was. "What kind of friend?"
"He should be the happiest person in the world and the one with the strongest self-awareness. I don't know him very well, but I just think he is a rare person in this world who I have seen with an innocent heart." Yao Jinse
I still have a good eye for seeing people.
Xiao Qingyuan looked at Yao Jinse, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.
There was a slight feeling that the person who could make the always unsympathetic Jin Xiandi have such an expression must be someone who could make him feel dangerous. But... why would he feel dangerous? But he couldn't figure this out. In the past three years,
, he has always admired Jin Xiandi's talent. Even after arriving in the capital, he still felt that he could not let go of this young man.
Not only because he speaks well and has superb chess skills, but more importantly, he can give him a kind of calmness and stability that he has never had before. It is precisely because of this stability that he can make him feel in a good and good mood.
And being able to stay away from the hustle and bustle of work will make his life much more relaxed and comfortable.
"I hope one day I can get to know this person." A trace of jealousy flashed in Xiao Qingyuan's heart. Looking at Yao Jinse's slightly raised lips, he finally said politely.
Yao Jinse looked at him strangely and didn't speak further for a while.
Well, she remembers very clearly that Xiao Qingyuan and Zhao Xuanyi have always looked down on each other and hated each other. If she tells who that person is, his expression will probably become very exciting, right?
Therefore, she just hid these words in her heart and didn't say much.
I haven't been feeling well these past two days, and I've been feeling less and less. In the afternoon, the editor came to me and told me that this book was not a hit and it could be finished. I wasn't feeling well at first, but after reading the book reviews, I didn't want to say too much about this book.
Until now, when I am full of energy, I have updated up to eighteen times a day, and I have continued to do so for more than a month now. Only the day before yesterday and yesterday were less updated. When I saw readers saying that I was half-baked and unfinished, I also said
I said all kinds of unpleasant things, and my mood suddenly dropped to freezing point. I didn’t know what to say for a while.
I came to write articles last year and have been writing articles that I like. No matter whether the subject matter is interesting or not, and whether you can accept it or not, I have updated it intermittently after work, until now. Mortal Girl is a combination of modern cultivation and the Tao of the Book of Changes
The apocalypse is a zombie theme. Every time I write a book, I will have a big span and challenge myself.
Although I am not good at classical prose, I still wrote this book at the request of my editor.
Others write ambiguous urban romances, or fantasy romances about strong women, but I have been taking a different approach and writing fringe themes. I don’t write about the heroine going to bed with the hero OOXX, babies, pregnancy, mistresses, and entanglements. I only write inspirational growth stories.
Just like "Peerless Frivolity: Mercenary Goddess", what I want to tell all readers is my thoughts about friendship, about brotherhood, training together, growing up together, and taking risks together. Those emotions are the perfection we need to pursue.
Just like "The Legend of Mortal Girl Cultivating Immortality: Yi Yan Jiuding", Chu Yifan, who changed his life against the will of heaven, also shows part of my character. I don't want to go to work, I want freedom, and I want to write without any pressure. I hope I
Most readers support me instead of criticizing me. They are willing to wait for me no matter how long I write. This book also contains my thoughts and some understanding of the ancient Chinese Book of Changes, hoping that Chinese culture can be passed down. I am not simply
Write romance, write casual H-text. If you are a true fan, you should be able to understand it.
Just like "Travel to the Future, My Wife is a Bandit", Qiao Jin's own persistence and the pain of training, as well as her subsequent words to educate the soldiers, are also a kind of patience and persistence.[
There is also "My Life Is Not Controlled: Reborn in the End of the World", where you fight zombies just to protect your family and survive. Those who have hurt you are in the past and can be forgotten. The only thing we can have is ourselves.
When I write articles, I never think about giving up any book. I spend countless hours typing them word by word. It is my wealth, my persistence, and my understanding of the current situation of this society.
A reaction of dissatisfaction and rebellion.
I'm sorry that I can't stick to it. I don't know what to say. What you said is right, and it also makes me think deeply about whether I am really not suitable for this industry. If I don't stick to writing, I will eventually
The result will be nothing. So what am I doing if I’m still writing like this and haven’t made much money?
After I finish writing this book, I will resume the updates on the apocalypse and bandits. At least for these books, I will give you an ending. After I finish writing, will I write another book? I will just close it and stop telling my story.
I don’t know much about spreading my thoughts, really not at all. After all, readers already hate these three words Su Miliang. I have done too much, and it is not worth the harm a few words of abuse can do to me.
When I get better, I will update this book as soon as possible. If you hate me, you can stop reading the article from now on. Just pretend that I am not a good author and that I have fooled you again.
In fact, life is like this. If you are not in your position, you will not seek to achieve your goals. Maybe if you leave this stage, you will forget about me, and you will no longer remember that there was such an author. After all, in the vast sea of Internet articles
, I am just an insignificant little drop of water.
Whether the book is good or not, you all have other better choices.
For ten yuan, you can read thousands of books here, many of which are better written than mine, more recent and diligent than mine. In fact, you really don’t need to care too much about me. Let’s make each other feel comfortable.
Just forget about it.
I will finish all the articles. This is my last promise to you, and it is also the only promise I can say. Believe it or not, it really doesn’t matter. In the past year and a half, I have really learned a lot.
To those fans who have never given up on me, I am really grateful to you. Thank you for accompanying me for a year and a half. Thank you for spending money on my book, even though it is very cheap. It costs only two bowls of potato flour. Thank you.
Along with the excitement or joy of the characters in my books, I hope you can all have a happy and wonderful life, at least happier than me.