"The cheap concubine is all dependent on the master." Bian Yujing Yingying Yifu, in fact, in her opinion, her own man is a sword fairy, who saw him defeat hundreds of thousands of enemy forces with a sword in the Great Meng Kingdom, like this kind of sword. Immortal, of course, is a poet and immortal. Not only does he have a good martial arts, he must also have a good literary talent. There is no need to worry about her husband not being able to write a good script.

Facing her naive expectation, Chen Huan couldn’t help but twisted her thigh with a soreness. No, I can’t live up to sister Yujing. Today, during the day, I didn’t do anything, so I helped her think about the script and couldn’t think of a good one. I hit the script to death on the crooked neck tree in front of the door.

After breakfast, Bian Yujing and Dong Huang went to run the game again.

Xiaofeng and Rita have also gone to the embassy, ​​Di Ling is alone at home, while Chen Huan returns to the long-lost Shuangqing University with other girls.

Yesterday, when the girls spit on him, he realized that he did not go to school a little bit. Didn’t he know if he passed the final exam this semester? No, no, now is not the time to think about some final exams, and I have to wholeheartedly help sister Yujing consider the script.

As he walked, he lowered his head and meditated hard...

Seeing that he was carefully considering the script, the girls didn't bother him. A large group of girls hugged him into the classroom and sat down.

Chen Huan took out his notebook, thought of something, and wrote it down.

Unconsciously, the classmates around him began to increase. Everyone came to class one after another. Cai Xinzi walked past him, glanced at his notebook, and couldn't help but laughed out "Huanhuan," What are you writing about again? What is the only **** in the wild? What is the waste wood boy in the mountain village... What are you doing? Do you want to write a small white paper on the Internet?"

Chen Huanhan said: "Huh? Look at what I wrote, do you think it's a small white article? The beginning of a heart-wrenching story I clearly wrote."

"What a shit, which of the heart-wrenching openings started with a waste of firewood?" Cai Xinzi said, "Only the Internet Xiaobaiwen will waste firewood to start."

Chen Huan: "I'm not happy if you say that. Let me tell you, Mr. Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Heaven and Slaying Dragon", Zhang Wuji is the opening of the waste chai, and Guo Jing of the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is also the opening of the waste chai, and the "Xia Ke Xing" The stone breaks the sky, and it is the beginning of waste materials."

Cai Xinzi sweated: "Is Mr. Jin Yong the originator of waste material flow?"

Chen Huan said: "But you are right. I'm tired of waste material flow. Okay, I want to reset the protagonist as a genius."

Cai Xinzi is angry: "Hey, Genius Liu is also the beginning of Rubbish Xiaobai."

Chen Huan said, "Hey, I'm not happy when you say that. Let me tell you, Mr. Jin Yong's "The Swordsman", Linghu Chong is the beginning of a genius, and Yang Guo in "The Legend of Condor Heroes" is also a representative of genius, "Bi Xue" Yuan Chengzhi in "Sword" is also a genius. These three guys all learn things quickly and practice fast against the sky."

Cai Xinzi sweated profusely: "So, Mr. Jin Yong also played Genius Stream?"

Chen Huan said: "Forget it, the genius stream is also tired of being played with, I will simply write an invincible stream."

Cai Xinzi is angry: "What the hell? Invincible Liu is also Xiao Baiwen's gameplay, right."

Chen Huan said, "Hey, hey, I'm still not happy if you say that. The protagonist of Mr. Jin Yong's "Yue Nv Sword", the more girl A Qing, is the representative of the invincible stream."

Cai Xinzi: "..."

It wasn't until this time that Cai Xinzi finally understood that Mr. Jin Yong was the representative of Xiao Baiwen. No, this is impossible. Mr. Jin Yong can never write Xiao Baiwen, he is a famous literary master, ah ah ah...

Cai Xinzi's brain crashed, vomiting blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Cut, there are many problems." Chen Huan stepped on Cai Xinzi's foot and said: "Don't always look down on Xiaobaiwen, the Xiaobaiwen in your mouth should actually be called popular literature. It is a great art form that is approachable. It’s just that you fake writers deliberately belittle them."

After stepping on Cai Xinzi and vomiting, the story still has to be written.

Chen Huan hugged his head and thought hard...

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Hwan...Hwan, what are you doing?"

Chen Huan turned his head and looked. It turned out to be Long Aoxue. I haven't seen Aoxue for many days. Now I look at her. She is still so beautiful, in an elegant white dress, spotlessly clean, with a cold smile of joy on her face. Chen Huan's eyes were icy and soft, which made Chen Huan like it too much.

"Aoxue, morning." Chen Huan greeted and said with a smile: "I'm writing a script, the story of Xianxia."

"Oh, script?" Long Aoxue said: "Can I see what you wrote?"

Chen Huan said awkwardly: "I haven't written anything decent yet, only some fragments of ideas."

He handed out the notebook, and saw that it hadn't started writing stories, but listed some nouns, names of exercises, and names of treasures.

Long Aoxue said "Yeah", "So the story hasn't started yet."

Chen Huan said with a bitter face: "A good story is really difficult to conceive. I only think of a mess of names of exercises, places, and treasures. I just can't remember how the story started. Ah, yes, Aoxue, you are No, it’s the best grade in the school, right? You can even get a perfect score in your composition. Can you help me think about it?"

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Chapter 763: Chen Huan's Script

At noon, the father-in-law stood on the balcony, looking up at the sky, and there was a cow flying past in the sky. Father-in-law, why can cows fly? Oh, it turned out to be the father-in-law blowing off.

Plus one more!

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Long Aoxue smiled awkwardly, writing a story? She is really not good at it! Because she is not good at telling lies, and is uncomfortable with accidents, it is not difficult for her to write stories. Although she broke through a serious nonsense talent on Sirius a few days ago, she didn't like this talent very much, so she didn't plan to use it often.

However, she did not want to refuse Chen Huan's request!

Chen Huan almost never made any request to her, didn't ask her to do anything for him, and finally asked her for a favor, she didn't even think of rejecting it at all.

Long Aoxue sneered coldly: "Well, I'll also help you conceive a fairy tale story."

After speaking, Long Aoxue "touched" the ground and punched it into the ring, leaving thirty-two father-in-law with a bruised nose and swollen face.

The thirty-two father-in-law did not wait for her instruction, and hurriedly covered his face and said: "The slave understands, the slave will write the story right away."

After an hour...

Chen Huan was still writing and planning painfully in his notebook, studying the plot, outline, names of props, and names of treasures.

Long Aoxue suddenly sat next to him and put down a thick stack of paper, which was full of words.

"Huh?" Chen Huanqi said, "Ao Xue, is this?"

"It's the fairy tale story I helped you think about. Well, there are a total of thirty-two fairy tale stories here. You can pick any one you like."

"I wrote as many as thirty-two so quickly?" Chen Huan said, "This...isn't this too awesome? It deserves to be the school's number one Chinese score."

Long Aoxue sneered coldly: "It's not very good, this little skill is not worth mentioning."

The thirty-two father-in-law cried loudly in the ring: "Why is it not worth mentioning? This is the most proud ability of a slave."

Chen Huan picked up the first story casually and took a breath of breath: "The name of this story is "Sword Breaks the Sphere". It tells a Taoist disciple (male pig's feet) who was completely useless due to an accident. The fellow brothers pointed out that they were scraps, and they were retired. There was only one younger sister (female pig's feet) who would never leave him. But the good rabbit (male pig's feet) never gave up. He got a ring in the ring. Grandpa helped him improve his skills, overcome obstacles, and eventually become a master of kendo."

Chen Huan said profusely: "Aoxue, although your story is good, but I seem to have read it somewhere. I'm afraid it is not borrowed from the plot of a certain online novel? Such a reference is seen by the audience, and it is to be ridiculed. Ah."

"What?" Long Aoxue was furious, and hit the ground with a punch into the ring: "Damn father-in-law, you dare to copy other people's novels? Not as good as plagiarizers and dogs. You caused me to be misunderstood by Huanhuan. I am a plagiarism. man of."

The father-in-law was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, speechless.

Chen Huan took a second look at the second story, "The Legend of Mortal Swordsman", which is another plagiarism.

The thirty-two father-in-law received another punch from Long Aoxue.

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