"Jingchang, I feel much better after seeing you start working." Tianxie came to Yan Jingchang's room and saw that his room was full of discarded manuscripts. He immediately felt that his work seemed to be okay.
, at least you don’t have to write these things.
It can be seen from the sky that their loyalty to Baili Fanhua is unquestionable.
But this definitely does not include writing materials.
Writing materials is simply a torture in heaven and earth. The pain of racking your brains and not being able to write anything decent is no less than cutting flesh with a soft knife.
"It's really difficult." Yan Jingchang raised his head helplessly, "Are you almost done with your work?"
"It's almost time." Tianxie replied casually, "After you finish writing, go and revise it for the minister. She always has many new ideas."
"I understand." Yan Jingchang lamented, suddenly feeling that he had been too naive.
At first, he just felt that it was not good for him to eat and drink for free in the Salvation Ministry. It would be better to do something to help Baili Fanhua. But now that he started doing things, he realized that it was not easy at all.
Yes, Baili Fanhua is really good to its subordinates. It gives them vacations, increases their wages, and teaches them step by step. But work will not become easier because of these kindnesses.
Little did they know, it was their state that pleased Baili Fanhua.
However, one night, something new suddenly happened.
The Seven Star World has been in constant turmoil over the years, and the various sects have not been having an easy time either.
That's good, it's just that they have to be busy to this extent so that they won't think about those weird things.
After they read it in one breath, they felt that Master Wangfeng was simply disgusting and should go to the eighteenth level of hell.
There are many words printed on the paper, and its name is written in the middle.
When Yan Jingchang sent the manuscript that he had finally revised to Baili Fanhua, Baili Fanhua took a look at it and began to make major changes.
The monks in the Crystal Palace began to get busy.
At that time, their only hope was Xue Rong.
"What are you afraid of? If the Xiaoyao Sect dares to knock on your door? I will help you fight back." Xuerong said nonchalantly, "Didn't you want to promote the Crystal Palace before? It just so happened that this time it became famous directly.
From now on, our reputation will be known to everyone in the world of cultivation."
This is always the case in the world of cultivation, with a new generation replacing the old.
But fortunately, after the Po Yuan Sect incident happened, no one talked about the Xiaoyao Sect Yan Jingchang anymore.
There are just a few stories in the world of cultivation, and there is nothing new at all. But even so, they are still spiritual food for many monks. When have they ever seen such exciting titles, such twists and turns, and such shocking words?
manuscript?
The manuscript was not completely revised until not a single word written by Yan Jingchang was revised in the entire manuscript.
"Well, go back and study it carefully, and this is how you will write the manuscript from now on." Baili Fanhua yawned, "Study hard, you still have a lot to learn."
They are busy with typesetting and design, and they have to print 100,000 copies of the manuscript continuously. At the same time, they also need to make plans. How should these 100,000 copies be distributed? At the same time, they also need to print directly on the newspaper to prevent reverse printing.
formation, so that the manuscript will not be plagiarized by others.
But if they didn't do well, Xue Rong wouldn't tolerate them, and would just slap them with a big tail, which made the monks fall over and had to get up and continue working.
The monks in the Crystal Palace used to be pampered. How could they ever do so much work?
This fish looked stupid before, but now it suddenly becomes enlightened?
People in the Xiaoyao Sect can also breathe a sigh of relief.
Could it be that this is Xue Rong's method, deliberately cutting off all their escape routes and leaving them loyal to him?
"Maybe this is what mortals say, pens can kill people." Xia Qiushan also said.
The monks in the Crystal Palace kept wailing, but there was no way to resist.
If this newspaper comes out, they will be in a situation where everyone calls for beatings.
This, this, this...
At this time, several people on the field came up with the same idea:
None of the monks in the Crystal Palace were human beings, otherwise they would not have the guts to trick Xuerong into working for them.
Unknowingly, Xue Rong's mind has been quietly changed.
Tian Xie touched his heart and couldn't help but said, "Are all the immortal officials in the immortal world so scary? I feel that after this kind of manuscript is published, the reputation that Master Wangfeng has accumulated over thousands of years will be lost."
"Sure enough, I feel most comfortable watching other people work." Xuerong murmured to himself, "I also have to think of a way to let these monks do more work for me in the future. Otherwise, when will I be able to show my talents in the eyes of the minister?
Director, become a confidant?"
"Isn't there something strange here? The truth of the matter is not like that..."
"Yes, even a demon like me wants to hit someone." Xue Rong also felt sad.
Yan Jingchang looked at the manuscript in his hand in silence, and then bowed to Baili Fanhua with conviction, "Understood."
All I can say is that work kills people.
"But writing this way is interesting and bloody enough, so that monks will read it." Baili Fanhua said lazily, "Besides, what we write is gossip. As long as the truth does not change, we will do the rest of the process.
It could be polished up a little bit.”
The title is not scary enough, change it!
After returning home, Tian Xie, Xue Rong and Xia Qiu Shan gathered around the manuscript that Yan Jingchang brought back and read it back and forth. They had to admire Baili Fanhua's ability to process words.
terrible.
No, we don't want this level of fame either.
Even if Yan Jingchang was once famous, as long as a few decades pass, no one will remember him.
At the same time, in different places, especially in various sects, major markets in the world of cultivation, and in short, places with a lot of people, a lot of paper fell from the sky.
Of course, they also read the contents of the newspaper. While they were yelling at Mr. Wangfeng, they were also worried about their personal safety.
Really, I was too good to them before.
The opening is not exciting enough, change it!
The ending is not thought-provoking enough, change it!
Hundreds of miles of flowers are blooming, it’s really scary.
"Crystal Palace Today's Gossip News".
News, what the hell is that?
There is so much written on it, is it true?
But soon, the monks were attracted by a huge headline on the newspaper. When they saw clearly what was written inside, they said "huh" again, almost stunned their own eyes.
"Take a disciple as a concubine, but it's me who cultivates the cauldron twice?"