No One Can Fight

The idea of ​​fan works can be said to be quite subverted.

There are not many novels now.

What are your thoughts on the works of predecessors?

More "notes" and "comments" in this form.

But with the same story background, characters.

Recreating the story is simply unheard of.

Especially the subject of rebirth.

It's not the death and resurrection in ghost stories, but going back to the past and changing history.

At this moment, Yang Heng's concern is not this unprecedented shock.

It's the exception and... the mind of the sweetheart who has overcome all obstacles and subverted everything for himself.

Feeling sweet at the same time.

After Yang Heng's habitual follow-up derivative speculation, he began to express concerns.

"Can you? This is not in line with...tradition. Your new novel is subversive enough."

The original work has danced on the nerves of many literati.

"Mr. Doyle, they are willing to subvert their own work? If someone else writes, will it look like but not like God?"

"If the adaptation is not good, it will also cause dissatisfaction among some people who love "Dali Temple"."

It's one thing to make sense, but many people don't want to see their beloved novels ruined.

"Don't worry, how can you write indiscriminately."

It is impossible for the author to personally write about doujin.

Especially the authors in the serialization will distort their thoughts and ideas.

But the author has apprentices.

"Mr. Doyle and they all accepted apprentices, so they just let them give it a try. They have been assistants and they know every character in "Dali Temple" very well. They can also check the final product, Mr. Doyle. If it succeeds, it is considered to be. Halfway through the training, Mr. Doyle and the others can rest assured."

The fragile medical treatment and the average life expectancy in ancient times were something Ying Qianyun couldn't do anyway.

The first group of scholars to follow her.

They have all suffered and suffered, and they are not very young.

The body suffered a huge deficit, no matter how good it is in the later stage, the foundation is still a little worse.

In order to ensure the quality of the books over the years, it has been exhausting.

If others have a wind and cold, it will be fatal, maybe half of them will be enough.

Ying Qianyun hopes that they will pay more attention to health and rest. They are unwilling to cut off the inheritance of Ying Qianyun's career.

The two sides cultivated the second generation of writers in advance.

As for market acceptance and impact, as well as unlicensed follow-up works that may appear in the future, leave it to professionals.

Smuggling the secret limited edition internal high-end customization route, or making some gimmicks first to give it away, I believe the owner of Qingyun Bookstore can solve it well.

She only needs to make sure that the night light and herself can see it.

"Your philosophy of employment is very similar to what the emperor said."

The point of Yang Heng is that my father will like you.

Ying Qianyun's focus is on Yang Heng's casualness and intimacy with his father.

If Xiao Ye Deng’s family is a traditional royal family with intrigue, brother-in-law, and father and son suspicion.

He probably wouldn't blurt out this sentence.

Which prince dare to comment on his father's ideals at will?

But this compliment is nothing to be proud of in Ying Qianyun's place.

There is no doubt about employing people, the layman does not give advice to the insider, and the superior must learn to let go of power and so on.

Basically, holding a keyboard can answer a bunch.

But Ying Qianyun dared to let go and trust.

It's not because she has a control panel that can see everyone's attribute values. (This golden finger really wants it.)

It was the strength of another asset that she still had while holding the theoretical knowledge.

The opponent is extremely generous and good enough at the same time.

It also has a fighting power that makes people seriously consider whether they can withstand the price of betrayal.

Did they mess up and lose money? Of course there is.

Are there any misbehaving people among them? Of course there are.

But when the train officially starts, the pebbles on the road don't need to be concerned.

Hi, why are you talking about this?

"Are you still lacking information? I can go to the Criminal Department to find the sealed case file for you."

One of the biggest selling points of "Dali Temple" is the adaptation of real cases.

And the cases collected by Ying Qianyun, there are many old cases sealed by the Criminal Department of Beijing.

Yang Heng wanted to do more for his sweetheart.

She couldn't help Qingyun Pavilion's soaps and spices.

Another career can always help a lot.

"Okay, but not in a hurry, their current deposit is in the second half of the year..." Seeing Xiao Ye Deng's eyes suddenly lit up. "I asked them to send you the saved manuscript, you can correct it and look for errors."

Can read the archived manuscript in advance, which fan is not excited.

Yang Heng didn't want to cause trouble to Ying Qianyun, but just wanted to push back.

I saw the familiar light in the eyes of my sweetheart.

Shut up obediently and wait for molesting.

"So... how do you thank me?"

Ying Qianyun blushed again when she saw her night light as she wished.

"According to the rules of our capital, I should agree with my own body."

The narration floats by: Is there such a rule in the capital?

"The rules in the capital are so big, what should I do if I don't want to marry?"

If it wasn't for the shelter around the pavilion, Ying Qianyun felt that he should use a fan to pick the night light's chin to be perfect.

"I have given the bride price, how can I go back on it."

"If you really regret it." A thin face of a lover.

Yang Heng also had a great time.

Looking at the "thin love man" in front of him, his tone was suddenly cold.

"Say, which vixen seduce you."

I feel that this sentence is too fierce.

Add a sad and sad sentence.

"Am I not good enough?"

Contrary to Yang Heng's expectation, Ying Qianyun did not continue to play, nor was he amused.

But suddenly his expression changed and he looked in one direction.

Following the gaze of his sweetheart, Yang Heng soon saw it too, and a group of people walked toward them mightily.

Surrounded by the crowd in the middle is...

"I really can't talk about people during the day, the vixen has really come."

Ying Qianyun glared at Yang Heng who was talking nonsense.

But this time Yang Heng was justified.

Ye Huaishu deserves this title.

"Why would he come to this kind of gathering?"

"Is this party very low-level?"

Ying Qianyun looked at Yang Heng.

Yang Heng thought for a while, reluctantly pursed his lips, his level was not low.

He couldn't make an appointment with Qianyun to come to that kind of messy gathering.

The environment alone is enough to filter out many highly utilitarian cultural conferences.

What's more, the name "Kuanglu" was originally very attractive to Ye Huaishu.

The two people didn't say a word, they found that Ye Huaishu... seemed to be walking towards them!

No, it doesn't seem to be.

Ye Huaishu is coming to this pavilion.

The young couple at the beginning of the date looked at each other.

Their horoscope... Isn’t it suitable for day dates?

"In general gatherings of literati, should this situation be avoided directly, or...?"

"It's okay, but with Ye Huai's popularity, we can't avoid it."

There are ghosts when you leave.

In the entire capital, who doesn't want to have a few more words with the Ye Family Banxian.

On the other side, the mighty crowd crowding behind Ye Huaishu stopped at a distance of about five steps outside the small pavilion.

Ye Huaishu came up with only a book boy.

Obviously Ye Huaishu said something before.

The talents behind are so "considerate".

As the temporary owner of the pavilion, he is also a noble prince.

Naturally, Yang Heng was in charge of stepping up to talk, and by the way, I would like to introduce Ying Qianyun.

"Mr. Su Qi?"

Ye Huaishu turned to face Ying Qianyun.

That impeccable face looked at it with curiosity and admiration.

Enough to sound all Yang Heng's alarms.

"For a long time, I heard that at the beginning of Qingyun Bookstore, there was a master's philosophy, and Zimo admired Mr.'s talent."

Respectfully salute.

"How... how dare..." Ying Qianyun stumbled directly.

Yang Heng also looked surprised.

The main thing is that they all think that a fairy like Ye Huaishu who grows up drinking dew should not be able to read this kind of popular novels.

Fortunately, Ye Huaishu understood his image in everyone's minds quite well.

He didn't care about Ying Qianyun's stumbling and Yang Heng's surprise.

Explain gently.

I am not so indifferent to the fireworks (Yang + Ying: doubtful).

As long as books, he likes to read them. (Ying: As expected to be a pure artist.)

"In the beginning, everyone was hiding from me, fearing that I would be angry. If Ling Zhi couldn't hold back and said that Jiang Linxi was really like me, I didn't know."

It's Jiang Linxi again.

But also, the image of Jiang Linxi's early appearance is indeed good.

The full-value facial description, the image of a gentleman like jade.

It is indeed easy to associate with everyone who has seen and knew Ye Huai's book.

Ying Qianyun didn't know whether the person who set this role had referenced Ye Huai's book.

But there are also differences.

Ye Huai Shu is the kind of noble and pure that is not the fireworks of the world.

Jiang Linxi's taste is a little bit turbid as the son of Shijia... He even molested the male protagonist when he appeared on the stage.

Not to mention later, a villain who turned and turned into a cruel and cruel villain.

It is estimated that at the beginning, Ye Huai wrote that Jiang Linxi was like your best friend, and it is estimated that the heart of social death is all there.

Ye Huaishu didn't miss the novels of Qingyun Bookstore.

But they also have their own preferences.

He prefers "A Hundred Ghosts and a Thousand Demon" to novels about detectives solving crimes.

It's not like scary ghost stories.

He just likes everything that is unnatural, that is not in reality.

At this point, Ying Qianyun's eyes lit up.

This is a coincidence. Ying Qianyun had left a mission indicator of fairy-style novels when Qing Catalpa Villa was founded.

It's just that this kind of setting is too unfamiliar to scholars in this world.

They fumbled for many years.

Now that the outline is listed, the first volume will be written out soon.

Ying Qianyun just wanted to tell Ye Huaishu the good news by the way.

I saw Yang Heng who was stiff and guarded, paying attention to his demeanor and not forgetting his position.

Blink, blink again.

She should give his night light a sense of security.

Anyway, when the book comes out, Ye Huai can always see it.

Ying Qianyun was suddenly quiet.

Yang Heng took up all the interaction with Ye Huaishu.

Fortunately, Ye Huai Shu came to the pavilion for a simple purpose.

He is here to paint.

He conceived a portrait of a character, but lacked the appropriate background inspiration.

After thinking about it for half a month, thinking of the scenery I have seen before, I think it's quite appropriate.

It just so happens that there is a literary meeting here today.

What kind of literary meeting in the capital does not have Ye Huaishu?

So here comes it.

No one knows beforehand, otherwise today's literary meeting will definitely not only have this number of people.

Beautiful view?

Yang Heng and Ying Qianyun followed Ye Huai's gaze and looked at them.

I only saw a variety of lush shrubs, trees, flowers, and strange stones, and oh, and a winding creek.

Well, it's beautiful.

But isn't it beautiful?

They are all arranged artificially and are overly craftsmanship.

Need to run over here so specially?

After Ye Huaishu explained the reason, he politely asked if he could paint in the pavilion.

This term is very subtle.

Whether he can be in the pavilion.

Not whether the pavilion can be used by him.

That is... Yang Heng and Ying Qianyun were allowed to watch.

It seems that Ye Huaishu has a high degree of affection for the two of them.

So... can't you see?

Of course it depends!

Yang Heng faced Ye Huaishu and kept ringing the alarm.

Even Ying Qianyun wearing a mask can't give him a sense of security.

You may have the opportunity to watch Ye Huai's paintings.

Instead, Yang Heng smashed in.

This is probably the charm of the first male **** in Beijing.

Ying Qianyun: Should I be jealous now?

Ye Huai Shu was able to leave the title of "Three Masters in Poetry, Calligraphy and Painting" in the capital.

This title is definitely not only selected in the youth group.

As a young genius, from childhood to now.

Ye Huaishu, who is 20 years old, even if he is not married yet.

The field he compares horizontally will not be the youth group.

Among the three musts, naturally there are also sorts.

It is said that the most promising one to break through the state of transformation and stay in the history is painting.

However, the more his painting skills improved, the fewer Ye Huaishu's paintings became.

A few months ago, Ying Qianyun, who had just entered the capital a few days ago, had no idea what level of wedding photo he had reserved.

She only knew that Ye Huaishu was a pure artist.

The future is unlimited, but I don't know what level he is.

Similarly, he didn't know that he would have a pair of god-level wedding photos for Yang Heng in the future.

At this moment, she took Ying Qianyun's breath to watch the scene.

By the way, the fiery hatred of people who can only stand more than five steps outside the pavilion is drawn.

The book boy quickly placed all the painting utensils on the table.

Ye Huaishu was looking at the scenery he wanted.

Ying Qianyun recognized the pile of things on the table at a glance.

Carefully peel off the third and outer third layers of the book boy, and put aside the piece of ink that he dared not touch.

That's the piece of Li Gui Tingmo who made Ye Huaishu go all out to buy.

This kind of good ink is definitely not something that you will get out of practice.

Ye Huaishu didn't stare at the ordinary scenery for a long time.

It seems that I know what kind of picture I want.

Coming here is just to make the safest preparations.

Yang Heng and Ying Qianyun carefully found an angle that would not disturb Ye Huaishu's observation.

I held my breath and saw sharp peaks on the fine drawing paper.

mountain peak?

The two looked at the mountain peaks on the painting, and then looked up at the scattered trees.

Look down at the drawing paper again.

Then look at each other.

Very good, no problem with the eyes.

That is the artist's mind is really extraordinary.

Strange rocky peaks.

The misty and soft sea of ​​clouds.

A strange beast with a hidden murderous intent.

A sharp and invisible wind.

Invisible but existing in the entire screen.

Such landscape paintings are drawn with reference to the peaceful, harmless and even ordinary man-made landscapes in front of them.

It's really amazing!

Ok? Wait, landscape painting?

Before Ye Huaishu said it was like a figure painting.

People?

The person has already painted.

And I painted it early in the morning.

When all the scenery becomes perfect.

You can clearly see that there is a very obvious blank space in the figure.

It is a human silhouette of a woman.

Ye Huai Shu didn't change his pen, and described the blank areas in detail.

Instead, he used the lightest pen and ink and gently swept the women's sleeves.

At first glance, I thought it was painting the surrounding landscape into the woman.

Can take another look.

It was the woman who took the whole scenery in her bag.

Just a silhouette, a back view.

It was this woman who suppressed the entire majestic landscape of swords, lights and swords.

This is indeed a figure painting.

Huai Shu is still the first to be able to paint characters like this.

When Ye Huai Shu received his pen.

Yang Heng couldn't help it anymore and asked for it directly.

Even if the hope is slim, he wants to try.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm going to give away this painting."

Ye Huaishu paused and continued to add.

"I also want to ask your Royal Highness not to find a collector to continue to buy."

"Why is this?"

"I want to give this painting to the original shape of the woman in the painting. It's about the name of the woman. It's not suitable for extravagance."

"That's it, it should be." What a pity.

Yang Heng looked at the painting, looked at...

He turned his attention from the painting to Ying Qianyun.

okokokok! !

Still the same sentence, about Ying Qianyun.

His instincts are always very accurate.