Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 77

The car was still driving on the highway, and the situation was similar when it came and went. Fan Chengfeng was no stranger to it.

On the contrary, Zhang Xianqu, who has never been to Shannan, still has some novelty.

Especially some news about Qieryou. In fact, some people have written about this thing in some browsers.

It's a pity that when the two arrived in Shannan, it was already dark, and Zhang Xianqu didn't see it with his own eyes, so he always felt a little unbelievable when he just heard about it.

Fan Chengfeng didn't continue talking, and read the chat history with the beauty editor of the novel website, even though the book has reached the signing standard, but in fact the beauty editor is not particularly optimistic about the future of the book.

Fan Chengfeng asked if he could find a way to publish or change the route of the TV series. The beauty editor only said that he would try to recommend it to the higher-ups after a while.

Of course, all this will have to wait until the signing.

Fan Chengfeng nodded indifferently, this is just a preliminary attempt, since another door has been opened, the old things in Dongdu are not good enough, and we can find other ones in the future.

In a culture of another time and space, it is impossible for even a single seed of hope to germinate, right?

When we arrived in the small town, it was past one o'clock in the morning.

Instead of going up the mountain, Fan Chengfeng opened a double room in the small town.

Zhang Xianqu fell asleep while lying on the bed, while Fan Chengfeng opened the drift bottle to start a new day's check-in task.

The drift bottle was picked twice in a row, a starfish fragment, and Cai Wu's bottle.

Because Xing Hongyun has already responded to Xing Hongyun's bottle, Xing Hongyun will no longer have a sense of presence every night.

It looked like Fan Chengfeng had completed a hidden mission.

A drifting bottle from Cai Wu of the Daxing Dynasty: I heard that idiot Xing Hongyun didn't know who he listened to, but he actually believed that reading wild historical stories could help him learn to write poetry.Turning on the light in the middle of the night to read the old stories in Dongdu, thanks to him being able to figure it out, it's really laughable.

Xing Hongyun read the old stories of Dongdu in the middle of the night, and everyone in Dongdu knew about it. I don't know how many people secretly laughed at this ignorant son, and it became a joke in Dongdu's circle of sons.

Cai Wu finally caught the opportunity, so he naturally wanted to laugh at it.

It's a pity that Xing Hongyun always stays behind closed doors, and he has never found a chance to laugh at him face to face.

Therefore, there are a lot of things in my heart that I can only talk about in my dreams.

Fan Chengfeng had already asked Xing Hongyun, and when he communicated with him, this guy was asleep.

All the communication between the two was regarded by Xing Hongyun as the gods in the dream guiding him. As for the reply, it was completely an instinctive reaction deep in his heart.

Therefore, Xing Hongyun also had a back, and he was beaten up for no reason on the charge of looking down on the "god".

"Of course you listened to me,"

Fan Chengfeng replied a message with a smile, "You can definitely write good poems by reading a storybook, and you will know tomorrow."

Cai Wushua's sense of presence is also quite a lot, Fan Chengfeng feels that this fat sheep should also be slaughtered.

"how is this possible,"

"Master, I have read quite a few novels. Why haven't I seen you choking out half a line of poetry for so many years?"

Cai Wu snorted disdainfully, obviously thinking that this statement was absurd, and only an idiot like Xing Hongyun would foolishly make people play around.

"You'll believe it, tomorrow."

Fan Chengfeng lightly dropped a sentence, then quit the conversation with Cai Wu, and found Xing Hongyun's conversation.

"Have you learned anything from reading these days?"

A book of Dongdu's old stories is full of more than [-] yuan. When describing Wang Shiying's love setbacks, it also intersperses the whole process of a dynasty and a wealthy family from prosperity to decline.

Xing Hongyun read without sleep or food, his voice became hoarse, and he only read less than half of it.

Even the old man at home took a whip and couldn't stop him from studying. He worked so hard, but there was no luck at all.

Originally, my mind was blank, but now, it seems that there are a little more romantic stories.

As for the original intention of reading to write better poems, it has long been thrown out of the blue.

Facing the voice in his mind, Xing Hongyun smiled wryly, unable to tell the pain, as uncomfortable as eating Coptis chinensis.

Whether it is useful or not, you know.

dare not say,

After squeaking and whining for a long time, I couldn't tell why.

Fan Chengfeng understood what was going on at a glance. He was ignorant in the past, and it was impossible for him to become a great poet of a generation immediately after reading a novel.

Therefore, Fan Chengfeng naturally did not expect too much from Xing Hongyun.

"How does the knight standing behind Wang Shiying feel?"

Xing Hongyun immediately blurted out: "Is this still a man? If you like someone, you have to speak out boldly."

A young man like Xing Hongyun just confesses his love if he likes it, and if he doesn't, he will force it, anyway, you must get the same person or heart.

Few of the sons of the prefect's family in the eastern capital had the courage to refuse any woman they fell in love with.

Xing Hongyun couldn't understand the matter of love.

"The two have different ideas, and his love can probably be described in one sentence."

"If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan."

Xing Hongyun's eyes suddenly brightened, "You are right, you are right."

"Easy to change but the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is changeable."

Using a character's comment to express emotion, Fan Chengfeng directly spoke out about Nalan's masterpiece.

After that, I commented on the character Wang Shiying.It took a while to suddenly look back, but the man was in the dimly lit place.

Two words, corresponding to two characters.

"By the way, it's best not to go out these few days. The matter of you reading novels at home has caused a lot of trouble in the city. That guy Cai Wu is looking for you everywhere and wants to mock you in person."

Fan Chengfeng pretended to be kind and warned again.

But these words were extremely uncomfortable in Xing Hongyun's ears.

Anyway, he is also the son of the magistrate's family, who was he afraid of in this eastern capital city?
What is Cai Wu?
Still want to mock this young master?
Tomorrow, I want to see who is mocking whom.

All the thoughts in Xing Hongyun's heart were converted into words verbatim and fell into Fan Chengfeng's eyes through the message in the drifting bottle.

It's fine if you're not convinced, I'll wait for you to trouble Cai Wu tomorrow.

A smug smile crossed the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The bait has been put down, and it depends on how hard Xing Hongyun suppresses, the harder he bullies Cai Wu, the easier it will be to operate later.

In the early morning of the next day, Fan Chengfeng woke up Zhang Xianqu, and the two went up the mountain together.

"Let's rest here for two days, do some preparatory work, and go to work after a week."

Zhang Xianqu was confused, "What are you preparing for? What kind of work am I going to do?"

"Pay more attention to some news about antiques on the Internet, and we will do this in the future."

antique?

Whatareyou doing?
(End of this chapter)