The sky was extremely overcast, and the heavy snow blocked the view. It was difficult to estimate the time, but Ye Xusheng had no intention of sleeping and simply ran to Zhang's house to torment Zhang Dongqiang.
"Did the brat not sleep again?"
Young Master Pianpian, who is as gentle as jade, is also angry when he wakes up. After all, anyone who sleeps well in a warm bed will be unhappy if someone wakes him up unexpectedly.
"It's Yin time, get up and practice."
"Only a ghost would believe you!"
Although he said this, Zhang Dongqiang still got up out of dignity. Zhang Tieniu, who was sleeping in the other room, also heard the noise, tidied up quickly and rushed over.
"Hey, boy Sheng, has he thought of another difficult move?"
Seeing Ye Xusheng's energetic appearance, Zhang Tieniu couldn't help but joke.
"The Palm of the Sad Soul."
"Haha, as the saying goes: Those who are in ecstasy can only say goodbye~"
"This set of palm techniques was created by people who are frustrated and frustrated. They must be in a gloomy mood to exert its power. How can a young and high-spirited boy like you figure it out?"
In fact, the so-called inability to figure it out is just a joke by Ye Xusheng. It is a made-up character and made-up moves. He just made the fighting process more exciting.
However, what Zhang Tieniu said is correct. Now Ye Xusheng naturally has difficulty understanding the mood of a frustrated person. He always feels that the Yang Guo he writes is lacking. Therefore, The Legend of the Condor Heroes has been completed, so he is not in a hurry to send it away to print.
Written into a book.
Now Zhang Tieniu's words were really like a wake-up call, which made Ye Xusheng suddenly enlightened and he couldn't help but feel refreshed: "Dongqiang, Dongqiang, I thought of it, I thought of it..."
Until now, Zhang Tieniu had only fought and discussed with him, but had not participated in any aspects of writing. Zhang Dongqiang worked with him to polish the writing.
Even though both of them are extremely smart and have good literary skills, due to age restrictions and having never been in love, it is naturally difficult to describe the heart-wrenching emotions.
No matter how precise the wording is, no matter how beautiful the language is, there is always something missing that makes people feel sympathetic.
Well, two knowledgeable people are not as thorough as Zhang Tieniu, a rough guy.
As a result, Ye Xusheng and Zhang Dongqiang both hurriedly found the manuscript and discussed where they needed to be revised...
Seeing the two people in such high spirits, Zhang Tieniu felt amused, and he lightly lit a small stove to boil water, and then left quietly.
There was a fire dragon in Zhang Dongqiang's room, and it was as warm as spring. It was so hot that Ye Xusheng took off his coat and wore only a black coat. He and Zhang Dongqiang, who was wearing a white singlet, sat on both sides of the desk, revising the manuscript with great enthusiasm.
The two of them, one white and one black, complement each other perfectly.
The two people were obsessed with each other and worked for a whole day until night fell again and they put down the pen and paper in their hands.
If Zhang Tieniu hadn't come in at the right time to bring food and drinks to the two of them, the two of them would have probably forgotten about eating.
"Uncle Zhang, what time is it?"
"At three o'clock in the morning."
When the two people were finally satisfied with the revision, Ye Xusheng realized that candles had been lit in the room. Zhang Tieniu happened to come in again to pour water for the two of them, so he asked casually.
"It's so late, I have to go back."
"Oh, you can come when you want, and you can go when you want. It's not that easy."
"How are you doing?"
"Practice the left-right fighting technique with me."
Ever since "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhang Dongqiang has been fascinated by this dual-tasking left-right fighting technique, but unfortunately he can't always use it as he pleases. Now the two have written "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", in which Zhou Botong wrote
The left and right fighting technique is on a par with Yang Guo's Ecstasy Palm.
Zhang Dongqiang is itching to scratch his head and is determined to practice this level of kung fu. Whenever Ye Xusheng has the time, he will definitely pester him to compete. This chapter has been completed!