Martial arts, start by picking up Huang Rong as a cook

Therefore, Huang Rong, who was only 17 years old after the year, couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

A girl's longing is always a poem

Hearing this, Li Changan's sloppy voice came slowly from the side.

"If you want to know, wait for your strength and cultivation to improve and experience it yourself. Anyway, there are never more storms in this river and lake, and there are opportunities."

Huang Rong snorted softly, "That's for sure, even if you don't tell me I will."

However, after saying this, Huang Rong added: "But I'm still curious about what it would feel like."

Not to mention Huang Rong, in fact, even Wei, Xiao Zhao and Lin Shiyin looked curious.

Even if it is 婠婠, there is a bit of curiosity.

Li Changan, who was standing behind the curtain, pondered for a while, as if sorting out his words.

After more than ten breaths, Li Changan said, "Actually, that's what it feels like. It's similar to walking out of the tent after spending an afternoon in the sun, smelling the clear air outside and watching the sunset."

"Huh? You think I'm stupid! How can the two be the same? That's a master of the Heaven and Human Realm. After killing it, you must have a great sense of accomplishment."

Facing Li Changan's words, Huang Rong snorted lightly, her face full of disbelief.

Li Changan said slowly: "I'm not as happy as you think."

After responding to Huang Rong's sentence, Li Changan continued: "When a person reaches a certain height and accomplishes anything, apart from a sense of accomplishment, there will be no other feeling."

Li Changan's words are not nonsense.

In the last life, Li Changan successfully achieved a height that ordinary people cannot reach through day and night efforts.

There are a lot of people eating with him.

I originally thought that such a day was a dream I had dreamed of before.

But when it really reached that height, Li Changan suddenly found that there would still be some sense of accomplishment at first.

But after that, the only sense of accomplishment left is getting less and less.

Even many of the things that they originally had and could have are no longer theirs.

Family affection, friendship, the simple and wish made at the beginning are gradually drowned in the dust of history.

The girl who once liked when she was studying also gradually blurred, until when she met at a class reunion by chance, she found that she was married and became a woman and became humble.

At that time, Li Changan realized that once some things were possessed, they would inevitably lose a lot in the process.

Therefore, Li Changan also knows why in this life, arrogant, like Dongfang Undefeated and Yaoyue, will miss his side.

There are themselves, but also when they are with them, the two women can feel things that they could not feel before.

Just like in my previous life.

And don't worry about losing them.

Thinking of this, Li Changan couldn't help but let out a slightly weird expression.

"Why haven't I met such a good thing in the last life?"

Listening to what Li Changan said next to her, Huang Rong and her daughters were all lost in thought.

But more still remain incomprehensible.

In this regard, Li Changan did not continue to say anything.

Some things, without personal experience, experience, will not understand.

If you want to put it down, you have to pick it up first.

Given the current situation of several women, how could they possibly understand these feelings.

Immediately, Li Changan said casually: "If you have this idea, you should cultivate early to improve your cultivation level. When you punch Shaolin and step on Wudang, you will be a tyrant in the world."

Listening to Li Changan's description, Huang Rong's eyes lit up.

I even thought of that scene in my mind, and my eyes flashed.

Looking at Huang Rong's expression on the side, Wei, Lin Shiyin and Xiao Zhao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then looking at the mocking and chuckling look of the three girls, Huang Rong was once again the one who fought against the three girls.

There was a burst of laughter and screams.

Listening to the movement next to him, Li Changan, who was beside the curtain, put his hands beside the hot spring pool.

His arms felt the coolness of the night sky, and the corners of his mouth also had a somewhat satisfied smile.

Chapter 2 Peanuts in Hand, I Have the World

Maybe it was because the time spent outside this time was too long, and the girls were exhausted.

After coming out of the hot spring pool, instead of directly playing mahjong as a god of gamblers with the idea of ​​killing the Quartet.

Instead, they all sat beside Li Changan, with their eyes on Li Changan.

Huang Rong even looked at Li Changan, and then at the top of the room.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"What are you waiting for? Go up!"

Facing the gazes of several women, Li Changan couldn't help rolling his eyes and sighed: "-Put the wine and the glass."

After finishing speaking, Li Changan just got up lazily and then climbed to the roof lazily.

Then, as soon as I lay down, I felt the pressure on my stomach and chest one after another.

After resting their heads on Li Changan's body and facing the starry sky, the women all let out a satisfied smile.

Only Li Changan felt angry and funny.

Several heads on his body patted one after another.

"Aren't you too crowded?"

Huang Rong said softly, "Don't worry! We won't despise you."

Li Changan: "......"

Hearing Huang Rong's words, Li Changan's forehead turned black.

"I really thank you for not giving up!"

While talking, Li Changan patted Huang Rong's little head with his backhand.

This girl, typically for three days, she doesn't have to put on the roof.

After lying on the roof for a while, Huang Rong suddenly said, "By the way, when did you write your newsbook?"

Long before several people went out last time, Li Changan had been writing a storybook for a while.

This made Huang Rong and the girls also have one less distraction during this time.

But the stories written by Li Changan in the past were too tragic to make the girls dare not read them a second time.

Otherwise, it will be a crying pear blossom with rain.

That is to say, every time Li Changan writes a newsbook, only a few women can read it with curiosity.

The one watching while crying.

Hearing this, Li Changan said slowly, "I don't know, but recently I want to come up with something new."

"New? What new?"

As soon as these words came out, several women came to be interested.

Li Changan thought for a while and said, "I'm going to hire a troupe and write a book for them to show us after rehearsal."

"Huh? Rehearsal, you mean Zaju?"

Li Changan thought for a while and said, "There are some differences, there are not so many strange things."

Zaju is a form of performance that combines songs, binoculars and dances.

The reason why it is said to be miscellaneous is that the current acrobatics include songs and dances, music, jokes, acrobatics, and so on.

Relatively messy.

What Li Changan thought was relatively simple.

To put it bluntly, it is to write a script, and then let others perform it, and attach some songs to it.

It's more like those Peking Opera genres in the previous life.

In this way, you can have more entertainment when you are idle and bored in the future.

And when you finish watching it, you can let others buy tickets to watch it!

It can not only have one more entertainment, but also one more stable income.

Don't say, thinking about it like this, Li Changan also thought it was quite interesting.

"It's amazing! I can still watch dramas in ancient times!"

"Eh? Sounds interesting!"

After understanding what Li Changan was thinking, the girls on the side instantly became interested.

If nothing else, just the words written by Li Changan can make people fascinated just by looking at it directly.

It would definitely be very interesting if it was performed in this way.

Huang Rong asked, "So you've been thinking about this recently when you have something to do?"

Li Changan said in a low voice, "Otherwise?"

Listening to Li Changan's natural expression, Huang Rong couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"I don't know how long your brain is, but there are these strange things inside."

It's not that Huang Rong, who likes to enjoy, has never met.

Like Huang Laoxie, who likes arty style.

But even so, Huang Laoxie's way of pastime is nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting plus practice.

Where is Li Changan like this?

There are not only hot springs dug at home, but also various spirit wines and teas with magical effects.

Also got mahjong, playing cards, backgammon these things out.

It's boring to play now, and I still want to read the words I wrote in the form of a drama.

If Huang Laoxie could think of these things, Huang Rong guessed that she probably wouldn't be in a hurry to sneak out of Peach Blossom Island just after she turned sixteen.

Facing Huang Rong's praise, Li Changan smiled proudly.

After all, what he holds in his mind is the memory of another world.

When it comes to enjoyment, Li Changan is naturally a professional.

Seeing the girls chattering, they started chatting with great interest. Li Changan said slowly, "I just think about it now. I'll talk to the shopkeeper of Changshan Bookstore tomorrow."

Although this is interesting, it still takes a lot of work to implement it.

Whether it is collecting people or rehearsing, etc., people need to be watched.

Although Li Changan is free, is it uncomfortable to have time to lie down for a while?

When the time comes, you will put forward your ideas and opinions, let others do it, and you only need to write the script and suggestions and you are done.

After a while, Li Changan patted a few women and said, "Okay, I don't think it will take half a month or a month to get the drama out."

"Idle is also idle, let's play some fresh games together."

"New game, what new game?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong and Wei immediately sat up and looked at Li Chang'an with bright eyes.

Lin Shiyin and Xiao Zhao were also full of curiosity.

Hearing this, Li Changan smiled and said, "Whack the hamster."

Several women: "??????"