The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Looking at the panicked Anu, Chang Qizhi seemed to see his former self, time passed so fast, he almost forgot that he was the real Chang Aman.

At that time, because he had no inspiration for writing, he passed through the book to Chang Aman, and became a hostage in Chang'an City, living under the fence.

He was very lazy, he just wanted to wait for the main storyline to come, and he didn't care about anything else, but before the plot started, he bumped into the young Crown Prince of Tianyou Kingdom.

"boom."

The white papers were scattered and fluttered down one after another. Chang Aman, who was knocked to the ground, rubbed his waist that was about to be fractured. The first thing he did was to get up and quickly pack the papers.

"Presumptuous, dare to block the way of His Royal Highness, which palace slave are you?!"

"Aqiu, step back." A calm male voice stopped the servant's temper.

After so many years of reading, he has long been used to spitting and cursing, but he lowered his head and picked up the paper without hesitation. On the last piece of paper left behind, his hand touched the hand of the person in front of him.

When the fingertips touched, Chang Aman shivered, retracted his hand reflexively, raised his head slightly, and met the prince's handsome face.

The prince picked up the paper smoothly and handed it back to Chang Aman, who took it with both hands and said, "Thank you."

The prince nodded and smiled, his youthful face was very handsome and energetic, "I don't think I've seen such a word before."

The servant replied: "His Royal Highness, he seems to be Loulan's proton, Chang Aman, that character should be Loulan's character."

"Loulan? These are not Loulan's characters." The prince sized it up for a moment, "But it's quite regular."

Chang Aman held a piece of paper and bowed his head without saying a word. He was too lazy and really didn't want to deal with things other than the main line. He was thinking of some excuse to leave, when he heard the crown prince dissatisfied and reprimanded: "The proton is here to visit Heaven Blessing Kingdom. Yes, why are you so lazy?"

Before the palace slaves pleaded guilty and confessed their mistakes, the prince walked up to Chang Aman and said with a smile: "I think this word is new. If you want, Aman, why not come to my palace and teach me which country's word it is. how to write."

Chang Aman frowned when he heard this, he really didn't want to cause such trouble, but even the smallest supporting role was written by himself, so he could only agree: "Okay."

In fact, Chang Aman’s life is not bitter. As the author of this world, he can write everything he wants, such as a variety of potato chips and spicy sticks, various 3D puzzles to pass the time, and even a few dumbbells. .

The prince was curious about everything he saw, he looked left and right, and soon all his attention was attracted by a black pen on the table.

The prince picked up the pen to appreciate it, his eyes glowed full of praise, "I am so ignorant, I have never seen such a novel pen."

Chang Aman offered an invitation, "Try?"

The prince also held the pen without notice, but the posture was very wrong, Chang Aman corrected: "That's not how you hold it, I'll teach you."

"Whoosh-"

An arrow pierced fiercely and flew by with the wind, only a few feet away from Chang Aman. His pupils shrank sharply, and he had no time to react. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the prince raised his hand calmly and grasped it accurately. After stopping the arrow shaft, the assassin's tragic cry sounded outside the door, and four or five figures dragged the assassin down.

"This little thief has been squatting for several days. He must have seen me throwing myself into the paper and pen, so he couldn't help but start attacking you. It must have scared you."

Chang Aman was stunned, shook his head, and nodded again, "I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

"Everyone has their own strengths, like me, I'm afraid I can't compare with you, Aman, after practicing for most of my life."

Chang Aman couldn't help being curious, "As a prince, didn't you need to go to school when you were young?"

The prince broke off the arrow and threw it on the table casually, "When I was young, I was spent in the yellow sand battlefield, so now I want to practice calligraphy quietly, but I can't learn it no matter what."

He didn't mention that Chang Aman almost forgot, in order to arrange for the Crown Prince and Gan Ting to meet, they put their first meeting on the battlefield. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince galloped on the battlefield for many years, accompanied by swords and swords.

The purpose of this kind of supporting role is to help the protagonist to go through the plot. Chang Aman originally thought that the supporting role was bloodless, but now he realized that he was wrong. The prince is not only bloodless, but also shameless.

Ever since he knew that Chang Aman had a magical pen, the prince often came to patronize him. Chang Aman was very troublesome. In order to get rid of him, he gave him whatever he wanted. After a long time, his hut was full of things that the prince liked. , the two had an inexplicable friendship instead.

The prince who blocked the Buddha and killed the Buddha was often injured during training, and it was a small injury on purpose, but he never went to the imperial doctor, and every time he ran to Chang Aman, stretched his hand in front of him, and smiled The long Aman bandage.

At first Chang Aman didn't want to bandage him, but the prince always pestered him with a smile. For the prince's injury, Chang Aman spent a lot of money to buy medicine from Pixiu. God put this prince to death.

Because the prince often came to look for Chang Aman, Chang Aman even forgot to follow the plot. Although it was a joke, Chang Aman gradually got used to this kind of ordinary life. Every time I saw the prince riding a horse in the school yard Archery, majestic and heroic appearance will make Zhang A full of disappointment that this person is quite handsome.

The two had a relationship, Chang Aman taught him to write, and through his unremitting efforts, he finally taught the prince a little more regular handwriting. As a reward, the prince would also teach Chang Aman how to ride a horse, but Chang Aman Man doesn't like to blow the wind in front, always shouting tired, tired, the two of them lay on the vast empty land at sunset and dusk, so that Aman forgot about his own Calvin during this period of time, and simply I also let go of it and talked about love with the prince An Anxin.

"Here, I'll give you a flower." The prince casually pulled out a blue flower and handed it to Chang Aman.

This person always does whatever he wants, Chang Aman was speechless, but he still took it.

"Aman."

"Ok?"

The prince rubbed the grass on the ground, hesitating a little: "I might go to the frontier."

Chang Aman's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, the prince quickly explained: "It's just a small matter, and he will be back soon."

Chang'a nodded absently, "Okay."

After returning, Chang Aman rummaged through the manuscripts in the chaotic hut, looking for the name of Qian Jian in each manuscript. Qian Jian was just a supporting role in the book. Aman remembers everyone's ending, such as:

Qian Jian died on the battlefield.

Chang Aman looked at the shocking word "death in battle" on the paper, and tore up the manuscript without saying a word, and the broken paper was scattered on the messy ground.

He can do whatever he wants in this world. This time, he thought that doing so would save Qianjian's life.