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Chapter 931: Is this about a book?

Although He Xiner's "Collection of Children's Stories" is not as popular as the Condor Heroes, the sales volume is not bad. The whimsical fairy tales are popular, lively, and full of childlike interest, which can arouse children's strong curiosity and reading pleasure.

Being in a small mountain village, He Xiner had no idea about the outside world's evaluation of this book. She only knew that she had a lot more money in her hands.

So, someone felt quite proud.

Hey, the baby is also a little talented girl!

She has a slow personality and doesn't like to use her brain. Those obscure ancient Chinese poems always make her dizzy. She has realized more than once that the child at this time is so amazing!

She struggled to read other people's enlightenment textbooks. Thinking about it, the gap was really not that big.

So frustrating!

Inferiority!

Hehe, nothing at all!

Her "Collection of Children's Stories" will surely deeply attract those little adults who are shaking their heads, and help those little scholars who have been taught by the Master to be pedantic and dull since childhood, regain their innocence and fun, and become real children.



Haha, isn’t the baby awesome?

After the plot framework of The Legend of the Condor Heroes was finalized, He Xiner devoted herself passionately to her fairy tale world. She often discussed small details with her little cousin, thinking from a child's perspective, and seeing the world around her.

A flower, a piece of grass, an ant, a small fish, all have endless fun...

But Ye Xusheng no longer had time to accompany her at night, and the character's fate and emotional entanglements were all decided. He had to design the martial arts scene with Dong Qiang.

"Master-disciple romance? Rape. Depravity? Losing chastity?"

Zhang Dongqiang, who usually always has a calm and elegant face, looked like an immortal figure in He Xiner's eyes. He was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Wearing white clothes, he was a refined and refined young man with picturesque features, fresh and handsome face. His slender eyebrows were almost twisted together and his voice was slightly hoarse. He stared deeply at Ye Xusheng's expressionless cold face and said in a deep voice, "Xu

Sheng, do you know how much criticism a book like this will bring once it is released?"

The other party glanced at him lightly and said in a brisk tone, "No one knows who the author is, so just talk about it if you like."

Zhang Dongqiang...

Is he destined to be eaten?

The stupid boy is cruel enough!

In He Xiner's eyes, Zhang Dongqiang, who was graceful, elegant and graceful, was so angry that he copied a book and threw it away...

As a result, Ye Xusheng easily reached out and caught it. The man who had been keeping a cold face since the topic started suddenly smiled evilly and said, "It's just a book. It's just a made-up story. Why is Dongqiang so excited?"

strength?"

Zhang Dongqiang choked.

"Is this a book thing? It's a challenge to the world."

"..."

Ye Xushengmo.

March is the season when spring flowers bloom, the wind is clear and the air is warm.

It is now the middle of the month, and a full moon hangs in the sky. The moonlight is like water, shrouding the Zhang family courtyard in silence.

The two sat quietly around the desk facing each other, and no one spoke for a while.

"Ask the world what love is, and teach us the promise of life and death..."

After a moment of silence, Ye Xusheng gently pulled out a piece of paper, and it was clearly "Moyuer. Yanqiu Ci" written by him.

Zhang Dongqiang read slowly, and every word was as heavy as a thousand stones, weighing heavily on his heart, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

What a "asking what love is in the world"!

What a "straightforward teacher who promises life and death"!

Those long-distant past events came back to his mind. Zhang Dongqiang's chest felt sore and painful, his eyes were moist, and he was on the verge of losing his composure. Fortunately, Ye Xusheng lowered his head in deep thought and did not notice him.

After slowly calming down, Zhang Dongqiang casually looked at the manuscript paper in his hand and chuckled, "From the looks of it, Li Mochou, the Scarlet Fairy who became a demon because of love, is a pitiful person..."
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