The days of being a writer in a different world

The old man of the Zhe family and Zhe Chongqian - Zhe Xiaopang's old man, had already arrived, and were sitting in the front row discussing something in a low voice.Butler Zhe stood aside and saw Cheng Chen hurriedly bowed his head and whispered in the old man's ear.The father and son of Zhe's family stood up, and father Zhe strode towards Cheng Chen.

Before Zhechong, I wanted to pat the child on the shoulder as before, but I realized that this child has grown into a veritable master.

Cheng Chen hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhe, you have to worry."

For a long time, Cheng Chen felt that it is very knowledgeable to name the old man, for example, the eldest son rushes money, the second son earns money (before the dispute), and the family girl spends money (before the Hua).Zhejia Xiaopang, it’s just a toy (zhewanyi), and I don’t know what creative names the other three generations of his family have.

He squeezed his big hand heavily, squinted his small eyes before he folded, grinned his mouth to his ears, and said, "Good boy. Don't worry about it. My family is welcome. On the contrary, hey! You need to worry about that one, Uninvited, the president of the Wenhe Association, Li Qiuzhi..." He whispered quietly to the side, just as he was about to say something, Li Qiuzhi had already walked over.

The president of the Wenhe Association, who had only met Cheng Chen once, walked here unhurriedly, wearing a moon white gown and holding a folding fan.He pushed the folding fan behind his collar, stretched out his right hand, and whispered with a smile: "Neglect of duty, too much negligence of duty. A young hero like Master An actually missed my chance at the Wenhui. Fortunately, it is not too late to meet today. Come here Presumptuous, but Master An please understand the small wish of a literati who is happy to see the hunter, and then he will get it quickly."

Li Qiuzhi smiled gently yet elegantly, the dimples on that side were deep, as if he had brewed a pool of good wine that made people rippling, and even his slightly offensive words were particularly calm and clear, without any trace No smoke.He didn't introduce himself, and the attitude of contempt melted into his bones. No one would not know President Li's name.

"President Li, you are welcome." Cheng Chen gently shook his hand, and casually glanced at Yue Yan who was sitting in the front row. Here, the brows are furrowed.

Cheng Chen remembered that he said: When you meet Li Qiuzhi, you are as far away as you are.

I don't know if Yue San issued such a serious warning because of his position or because of President Li's behavior.However, as far as he first entered the literary world and wanted to gain a firm foothold, even if it was a poisonous snake, before it showed its fangs and tore its face, the identity he represented required Cheng Chen to cheer up and pretend to be a snake.

What's more, Yue San's position is not equal to his position.

President Li sat beside Cheng Chen calmly, glanced at Cheng Lang through Cheng Chen, and smiled softly.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the auctioneer on the stage smiled and nodded to Butler Zhe. After receiving the signal, he raised his delicate wooden hammer, boom!With a crisp sound, the auction started.

The auctioneer, with hands wearing white gloves, carefully held up the peach blossom paper that recorded the spiritual text of Zhen Guo, and began to introduce in a passionate but steady voice: "..."Peach Blossom Spring" is based on the ancient text of Master An Ranan. The annihilated fragments left by the sage Tao Yuanming are rewritten with emotion and scenery, borrowing the scenery of Chakan Village in Jinzhou and the story of the ancestors' migration to the south. The starting price is 200 million, and the bidding is in increments. The second price increase is not less than 20."

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Yue San raised his card and shouted feebly, "300 million."

"350 million." Before charging, he began to charge money.

Uncle Gao smiled and nodded to Cheng Chen, asking the price: "370 million."

Yue San glared at him and shouted, "400 million."

Li Qiuzhi seemed to have not heard the bidding of several companies, and chatted with Cheng Chen: "Xiao Cheng, are you getting along well with Ya Zidao? It’s a big increase, but I found a new spiritual master with unlimited potential!”

He turned his head to look at Cheng Lang with a chuckle, and said in a low voice: "Why, you didn't say hello when you saw the former spiritual master. It's really true that you will never have anything to do with it?"

Cheng Chen was shocked and turned his head to look at him firmly.A Lang straightened his back, his eyes were dangerous and sharp, and he stared at this person who spoke lies.

Li Qiuzhi tapped his hand lightly with a folding fan, looked at Cheng Lang's expression for a moment, frowned and said with a smile: "It's true, but the past is light, and it's not in vain that I give you a private seal to set you free." He raised his fan and pointed at the old scar on Alang's temple, shook his head, and gave another chuckle.

Cheng Chen turned cold, looked at President Li who was laughing to himself, and said in a low voice: "When I saw him, he was wandering on the street, picking up garbage to feed himself, his back was so bruised, and he didn't even remember his name." Yes. President Li, can you teach me?"

"Really?" Li Qiuzhi smiled casually, "Ya betrayed me that day, abandoned everything, and only asked for freedom. It is gratifying to get what I want. Even if I forget the past, I must be full of joy in my heart. What's more , he also met the young and promising Master An, what a stroke of luck!"

"I see." Cheng Chen whispered to himself, and couldn't help but patted A Lang's hand lightly, but he held it firmly.The big hand trembled slightly, with some cold sweat, as if its owner was afraid of losing the whole world held in his hands.

Cheng Chen shook back gently, raised his head and gave Big Curly a smile, don't be afraid, you have me now.

Li Qiuzhi's face was also a little cold. At this time, the price on the field had increased to 600 million. He raised the sign and said loudly: "1000 million."

I was a little hesitant before the discount. The price of Lingwen has risen in recent years, but the general Zhenguowen is only between 500700 and [-] million, and the spirit of "Peach Blossom Spring" has been lost. If the price is increased, it will slightly affect Wanyi's liquidity. Influence.Even if the position is urgently transferred from other companies, the gain is not worth the loss. Of course, if the friendship of "Master An" is added, this business can still be done.

He raised his sign and shouted: "1050 million."

Yue Yan had already torn off his collar, irritably scolded the child beside him who was pulling his sleeve, and raised a sign and shouted: "1200 million!" The highest price offered by the boss is 1000 million. ...The son's Zhenguo Lingwen fell into the hands of others.

Yue Quan couldn't hold back his father who was getting angry at all, with tears in his eyes, he tried not to let them fall.

Overnight, the world changed color.

His mother was under confinement, and he hurried back to ask the suzerain uncle for mercy, but the reply was only a cold refusal, but at the same time he also got a chance to visit his mother.Then, he heard the name of "Cheng Chen", the ghost species, the illegitimate child of his father before marriage, Cen Rou's conspiracy, the choice of sacrifice, and... the chance to inherit.

His uncle gave him a sentence: "The descendants of the Yue family, how can they grow without wind and rain. Now that you know what you can know, what should be said or not, what can be done, what can be done, you have to know .”

The proud son of heaven, the only heir to the main line of the Shannanyue clan with a bright future, suddenly became the son of a sinful woman, unable to save his mother, and would not even be allowed to complain, all he could do was endure and endure.And that ghost with the same "father" and half-mother who jumped out of thin air became a master who wrote Zhenguo Lingwen. This world seems to have become a black and white nightmare, and the eyes of people around are so strange. Look! !The once proud son who fell into the abyss...

Li Qiuzhi raised his card again: "1500 million."

He turned his head and said in a low voice: "Almost forgot, that girl Xinyi asked me to say hello to you. She said, while Master Cheng is still in Lizhou, please take the time to let her complete the follow-up summary report."

The voices of the auctioneers on the stage were a little trembling, and they shouted with effort: "...1500 million once, 1500 million twice..."

President Li didn't even look at the stage, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and sighed: "This silly girl of my family is so absorbed in spiritual research that she insists on going to the small place 'Lingyuan' to practice and collect data. Sure enough, I met Xiao Cheng, you have a great fate."

Li Xinyi, that follow-up officer who is so serious and harsh, looks at people like an anatomy.Cheng Chen had a deep impression of her, and it was by no means a good one. Now, it seemed that this trouble had not been eliminated, and an even bigger trouble was standing behind him.

There was a bang on the stage, announcing the end of the auction: "1500 million sold! Congratulations to President Li for winning the auction of Zhen Guo Lingwen "Peach Blossom Spring"!"

Li Qiuzhi stood up with a smile and nodded, and handed a business card to Cheng Chen: "Whenever you are free, you might as well go to the Lizhou branch of the Cultural Cooperation Association. By the way, Xinyi has often been there recently, so you won't have to make an extra trip."

Yue San walked by angrily, and when he passed by Cheng Chen, he paused and opened his mouth to speak.His mouth was like a fish thrown ashore, and he tried to open and close a few times, but before he could utter a word, he stomped his feet vigorously, and left dejectedly.

Yue Quan followed closely behind him, glanced at Cheng Chen with reddish eyes, followed his father without saying a word.

Uncle Fat Gao felt ashamed a series of times, and reluctantly shook Master An's little hand for a long time, before reluctantly saying goodbye under Cheng Lang's angry glaring.

The old man picked up Zhe's father and apologized to Cheng Chen in embarrassment, while scolding the little bastard who didn't even know how to charge money.Cheng Chen thanked him again and again, dumbfounded. This is definitely a non-war crime. There is no need to exaggerate a lot and offend the president of the Cultural Association.

Dad Zhe patted the master's shoulder gratefully and gratifiedly, everything was said without saying anything, the old man didn't even think about it, why bother Li Qiuzhi's narrow-mindedness that must be punished!Anyway, Cheng Chen didn't think about leaving the spiritual text, wouldn't it be nice to make more money?

Back home, washed in vain, lying comfortably on the bed.

Cheng Chen frowned thinking about Li Qiuzhi.

A Lang stretched out his hand, gently and firmly stroked the frown on his brow.

"Don't make trouble, it's itchy." Cheng Chen giggled, and slapped A Lang's big paw, "I said, Li Qiuzhi turned out to be your former spiritual master, you don't remember at all? The guy hit it? Did he burn it for you too?"

Cheng Chen gently touched the old scar on the side of A Lang's forehead, thinking of the interlaced welts on his back, he felt sour and painful, a little unpleasant, this is not a human being at all? !From his point of view, traitor spiritual masters are just job-hopping at most, even if they spent a lot of effort in training them and signed some death contracts, they wouldn't be so cruel.Can't you come in accordance with the law?At worst, a few years in prison is better than this whole method, which involves severe beatings and amnesia.

He caressed A Lang's eyebrows and sighed softly, this guy is also stupid, freedom is more important than life.If he hadn't met at the beginning, Cheng Chen really didn't dare to think about what would have happened to him.

A Lang tightly held the little paw that was touching his face, and put it to his mouth to suck it.

"I'll go! Dirty or not! Don't eat it! This is my hand, not a bun." Cheng Chen was shocked.

"No, I don't remember at all. What that person said was like what happened to another person." Alang spat out the little meat bun reluctantly, and said in a low voice, "If I had to choose again, I will still choose freedom. Only in this way can I meet such a wonderful you."