The next day.
As the sky became slightly hazy, the overnight snow once again covered the courtyard.
With a quick glance, the entire courtyard was completely white.
Stepping in this snow, I'm afraid I can't even see my ankles.
At this time, Yaoyue stood on a white rose, and the fur clothes on her body swayed as the true energy circulated.
Paired with Yao Yue's cool temperament and beautiful face, it makes all the flowers in the courtyard eclipse.
However, at this moment, as if she noticed something, Yao Yue's originally lightly closed eyes slowly opened.
Later, amid Yao Yue's confusion, as the door of Qu Feiyan's room opened, Qu Feiyan pulled Xiao Zhao, who looked worried, directly into Chu Qinghe's room.
A quarter of an hour later, along with a "fuck" sound, the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground also came from Chu Qinghe's room.
A moment later, in the courtyard, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao looked at Chu Qinghe with resentful expressions.
Both Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan were rubbing their heads at the moment.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said angrily: "Don't look at me, who told you two to stand by the bed so early in the morning and scare people? You should be lucky that what I just administered was just a drug, not a poison, otherwise If you vomit a few mouthfuls of blood early in the morning, you have to wash the sheets yourself."
Just now, Chu Qinghe had just woken up from a beautiful sleep, but when Chu Qinghe opened his eyes, he immediately found these two girls standing motionless by his bed and staring at him.
When he had just woken up and had not recovered from his sleep, the frightened Chu Qinghe subconsciously drugged the two of them without thinking.
As they fell to the ground, the two women's little heads came into close contact with the ground.
However, it was not the first time that Qu Feiyan was so naughty and touched his room so early in the morning, but he never thought that Xiao Zhao, who used to be well-behaved, was now a bad person.
Listening to Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan pouted and said, "We just want to wake the young master up!"
Chu Qinghe sneered and said, "Come on, I always sleep until I wake up naturally. Do I need to scream?"
Seeing that Chu Qinghe couldn't fool him, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but focus on Yao Yue who had just sat over.
After thinking for a while, Qu Feiyan trotted over to Yao Yue and squatted down.
"Sister Yue, you don't want to read the sequel to yesterday's episode, do you?"
Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"I knew it!"
Just as the little girl Qu Feiyan stuck her butt out, Chu Qinghe knew what she must be thinking.
With this girl's temperament, she dragged Xiao Zhao to her room early in the morning. Apart from the script, what else could make this girl so worried.
Yao Yue herself was also very upset about yesterday's story.
As for the story book, when I was reading it with great interest, the follow-up suddenly disappeared. It felt like it was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't take a breath or come up.
It would be fine if Chu Qinghe hadn't finished writing, but it happened that Chu Qinghe had clearly finished the manuscript, but the manuscript was taken away by that shameless woman Dongfang Bubai, and she still looked down upon her. For Yao Yue, It is undoubtedly more irritating.
Even Yao Yue was so angry last night that her chest was a little swollen and she didn't fall asleep until late at night.
Now that Qu Feiyan brought up this topic again, Yao Yue did not ignore it as before, but instead raised her beautiful eyes to look at Chu Qinghe.
Feeling Yao Yue's gaze, Chu Qinghe said helplessly: "Didn't I say everything? Even if it is rewritten, the content will probably have a lot of deviations. It will be different!"
At this time, Qu Feiyan on the side said: "It's okay if you don't rewrite it. How about you write a new one, sir?"
Hearing this, Xiao Zhao and Yao Yue's eyes also lit up.
Seeing that the three girls were in the same camp at this time, Chu Qinghe sighed and said, "Let's finish our meal and write later!"
As soon as he said this, Qu Feiyan happily trotted up to Chu Qinghe and pressed his shoulders.
Seeing Xiao Zhao smiling stupidly and doing nothing, he quickly patted Xiao Zhao.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao only realized it later and picked up his little hand to press Chu Qinghe's leg.
Facing the behavior of the two women at this moment, Chu Qinghe shook his head gently.
What does it mean to be black if you are close to the ink? This is.
After breakfast, as Chu Qinghe entered the study, Yao Yue and the two girls also entered the room.
After Qu Feiyan finished grinding, Xiao Zhao immediately picked up the brush and handed it to Chu Qinghe.
That attentive look made Chu Qinghe roll his eyes.
"Wait a moment."
However, just when Chu Qinghe took the brush handed over by Xiao Zhao, Yao Yue suddenly spoke.
Hearing the sound, Chu Qinghe looked at Yao Yue with confusion.
Regarding this, Yao Yue did not speak, but stepped forward and took the brush from Xiao Zhao's hand.
After thinking for a moment, Yao Yue dipped in ink and took a piece of paper and sketched out large characters that were dignified and obviously powerful.
"Lord Palace Master, love me again."
Then, amid Chu Qinghe's doubts, Yao Yue put the paper back in front of Chu Qinghe and handed the pen to Chu Qinghe.
"That's the name for Newspeak. Let's write it!"
"Um?"
Faced with Yao Yue's behavior at this time, Chu Qinghe was stunned for a moment.
But he immediately understood what Yao Yue meant.
"Good guy, does this thing have a proposition?"
Not to mention Chu Qinghe, after understanding Yao Yue's intention at this time, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao on the side were also dumbfounded.
Obviously I didn't expect such an operation?
After coming back to his senses, Qu Feiyan looked at Xiao Zhao aside and whispered: "Say, next time Sister Dongfang comes back, she will look at the story book written by the young master and find that the names in the story book all have the words "Gong". The word "lord"?
Xiao Zhao said with a bit of uncertainty: "Probably, no!"
Next to her, facing the conversation between Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan, Yao Yue's eyes lit up, and she was clearly moved.
However, before Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan could think too much, Yao Yue, who had successfully decided on Chu Qinghe's Newspeak name, left the room to Chu Qinghe and walked out of the room with the two girls.
On the other hand, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but grin when he looked at these words on the paper.
"How the hell do you write this?"
Half an hour later, Chu Qinghe in the room suddenly put down his pen.
It’s not that I know how to write it, but that the current efficiency is too slow.
After all, according to the proposition given by Yao Yue at this moment, if I want to write it well and interestingly, I am afraid that this article will be much longer than yesterday's one.
According to the current efficiency, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish writing it in less than three or four days.
After putting down his pen, Chu Qinghe thought about ways to improve efficiency.
However, there are no computers in this world. If you want to improve efficiency, it seems difficult to use ordinary methods.
At this time, Chu Qinghe suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had thought of something?
During this sudden flash of inspiration, Chu Qinghe first looked at the inkstone on the side, and then at the white paper in front of him.
The next moment, with the rapid movement of internal force in Chu Qinghe's body, Chu Qinghe's right hand was raised and turned slightly.
"The martial arts used is exactly the "Moving Flowers and Connecting Jade" that I just learned yesterday."
With the special force of transferring flowers and jade, a small stream of ink was pulled up in the inkstone on the side.
As Chu Qinghe moved his fingers lightly, and as the force surrounding the ink changed, the ink in the air was divided into dozens of strands, and actually condensed into small characters in the air.
After a few breaths, Chu Qinghe raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw dozens of small words appearing on the paper next to him.
"feasible?"
But after taking a closer look, Chu Qinghe curled his lips again with a look of disgust.
It's not that the characters made through "Moving Flowers and Connecting Jade" are wrong, but that the characters on the paper made through this method look uneven.
There is absolutely no beauty and forcefulness as when Chu Qinghe wrote it himself.
According to Chu Qinghe's estimation, unless he can reach the level of "returning to nature" by "replacing flowers with jade", this method may not work.
"Yes! You still have to do it yourself."
After sighing in his heart, Chu Qinghe could only pick up the pen again and start writing.
Although he said he was reluctant, as the storyline of this story was written one after another, Chu Qinghe gradually entered the state of writing.
Eighteen, big cold.
As we enter the last of the twenty-four solar terms, the weather is extremely cold.
The lakes and streams outside Yushui City are also covered with a thick layer of ice.
But as the New Year approaches, the excitement in Yushui City becomes even more intense.
The heavy snowfall has already dyed the entire Yushui City into a layer of white.
It's morning, it's time.
In the inner courtyard where Chu Qinghe is located, snow has been piled up, level with the surrounding steps.
From time to time, a cold wind blew a few flakes of flying snow towards the door of the main house at the edge of the courtyard.
But before these flying snows could get close to Chu Qinghe, who was sitting at the door holding hot tea and admiring the winter snow scene, the heat coming from the stoves at the door of the house caused these thin flying snows to fly quickly. of ablation.
The wind was biting and the snow was flying outside, but inside Chu Qinghe's house at this time, it was as gentle as spring.
At this time, both Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao took off their shoes and lay on Chu Qinghe's bed, while Yao Yue sat quietly at the desk. Each of the three women held some manuscripts in their hands.
Whenever Yao Yue finished reading a page, Zhen Qi would drag the page of the manuscript in his hand to Qu Feiyan.
After Qu Feiyan finished reading the manuscript, he would hand it to Xiao Zhao aside.
In this way, three people actually read a storybook at the same time in this orderly order.
Putting the wine to his mouth, waiting for a sip of wine, and then looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Chu Qinghe actually felt like he was taking a break from his busy schedule.
It's winter outside, but it's as warm as spring inside.
However, as time passed and Chu Qinghe began to feel sleepy, Yao Yue suddenly frowned and couldn't help but look up at Chu Qinghe who was napping at the door.
After taking a deep breath, he sent the manuscript in his hand to Qu Feiyan who was standing aside with his true energy.
Qu Feiyan, who had just finished reading one page, put the manuscript in front of him happily and started reading it with interest.
While watching, the little girl's crossed legs still swayed from time to time, showing Qu Feiyan's mood at this time.
Faint sobs sounded quietly in the room.
As his eyes swept over the manuscript one by one, Qu Fei's teardrops as big as smoked beans couldn't stop falling.
Noticing Qu Feiyan's reaction, Yao Yue, who didn't know what she saw at this time, also gently closed her eyes, and her fruitful chest was rising and falling, as if she was adjusting something.
Xiao Zhao, who was lying next to him, looked at Qu Feiyan and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Okay, why are you crying?"
Facing Xiao Zhao's question, Qu Feiyan said with red eyes, "You'll know later."
Listening to Qu Feiyan's response, Xiao Zhao looked puzzled, and his eyes lingered on the manuscript in front of Qu Feiyan for a while.
A moment later, following Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao's eyes turned red.
"The white flying snow fell from the sky. Looking at the lifeless man lying in his arms, tears fell from Liu Hanyi's cheeks."
"Turns his head to look at the Luotian Palace behind him. Liu Hanyi slowly picked up the body, which was gradually losing its temperature, and stepped on the increasingly snowy ground until he walked to the edge of the ten thousand-foot cliff, in one leap."
"As the two of them fell into the cliff, a blood-stained brocade handkerchief floated into the air in the mountain wind. On top of the brocade handkerchief, a few lines of small characters were faintly visible."
"I am so embarrassed at this night! Entering my lovesickness gate, I know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless longing. I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts. How could I not have known each other in the first place."
"The whole book, finished!"
As the last word came into his eyes, tears welled up in Xiao Zhao's eyes after finishing the last reading.
Qu Feiyan on the side also had red eyes at this time, looking at Chu Qinghe with a resentful expression.
In Chu Qinghe's novel, the content written in the early stage is so sweet.
The unexpected encounter, the heroine's double standards when facing the hero and other people, made the three women look happy and in high spirits.
It's just that how sweet it is in the early stage, how cruel it will be later on.
With the revelation that the male protagonist's biological father was the heroine's father-killing enemy, the plot content suddenly changed.
And the story that was originally sweet and mixed with the world suddenly turned into a sad one.
Every time the male protagonist and female protagonist meet, what happens is like an invisible knife cutting into the hearts of the three women.
When I saw the back part, it was really a heart-wrenching part to watch.
In particular, Chu Qinghe also included some particularly sad poems in this storybook, which made even Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao feel heartbroken.
In less than half an hour, I cried dozens of times.
Almost every few dozen breaths, I cry.
Even when Yao Yue looked at Chu Qinghe, there was evil in her eyes.
Facing the sight of the three women at this time, Chu Qinghe said: "Do you think it looks good?"
Listening to Chu Qinghe's question, although Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao's eyes were still red, they still nodded.
On the other hand, Yao Yue on the side clenched her teeth and said slowly: "The writing is really beautiful."
Not to mention Yao Yue who put herself into it from the beginning.
However, Chu Qinghe was not afraid of the look in Yao Yue's eyes at this moment, and said slowly: "It's good to look good!"
Qu Feiyan said: "But what you wrote, Master, is too sad, isn't it? The front part is so sweet."
Chu Qinghe said quietly: "It's okay to be sad."
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Yao Yue's eyes turned cold, and she couldn't help but mobilize her energy. Her eyes kept moving on Chu Qinghe's body, as if she was thinking about where to start.
Sensing the unkindness in Yao Yue's eyes at this moment, Chu Qinghe coughed lightly and then said: "Actually, it is most appropriate to end in tragedy after being sweet at first and then cruel at the end."
Then, without waiting for the girls to speak, Chu Qinghe said: "Look, if it's sweet from beginning to end, and finally a hello, me, hello, everyone, it's just a fun thing to watch. Just like those of you who watched it in the past, it's a family fun." How many words can you remember now?"
Looking at the explanation given by Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao thought about the previous scripts, Xiao Zhao forgot about it, while Qu Feiyan was stunned for a moment and muttered: "It seems that I really can't remember it. "
Chu Qinghe spread his hands and said: "Look! Sometimes, the more difficult it is to calm down, the more profound the impression will be. Otherwise, what's the difference between seeing it and not seeing it? All sentient beings are suffering. There are 80,000 words in the world, but only The word "love" hurts the most."
Some ideas in the business world are all about being different and having their own unique and eye-catching features, and the same is naturally true for scripts.
Just like the book Chu Qinghe read in his previous life, a female protagonist only has a bell left at the end. In the end, the protagonist can only look at the bell and miss her.
At that time, I saw that Chu Qinghe had been a little depressed for a while, and I still haven't forgotten it even now.
It can be seen that ending with sadness can sometimes sublimate the content of the storybook and make people remember it.
Therefore, Chu Qinghe's concept of writing scripts can be as cruel as possible. The harder he cries, the more accurate Chu Qinghe's writing is.
The storybook! What matters is the unexpected and the ups and downs.
If you can imagine the back by looking at the front, then why bother looking at it?
Faced with the reasons given by Chu Qinghe, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan felt that something was wrong, but they didn't know how to respond.
After all, Chu Qinghe's storybook was indeed well written, and it was much better than what they had read before.
Even Yao Yue, after recalling Chu Qinghe's explanation, couldn't help but feel that there was some truth in what Chu Qinghe said.
At first glance, this thing is ridiculous, but if you study it carefully, it makes people feel that it makes some sense.
Just like Chu Qinghe was doing now, he kept saying one thing after another, making the three girls of Yao Yue unable to find any reason to refute.
At this time, Xiao Zhao suddenly said: "Master, does the word "love" really end in sadness?"
As soon as these words came out, Qu Feiyan and even Yao Yue looked at Chu Qinghe.
Facing the eyes of the three women, Chu Qinghe pondered for a few breaths and then said softly: "I don't know about the other people. Anyway, your young master doesn't like the bitterness in feelings, he only likes the sweetness."
Snake spirit disease, no matter who wants to run away to experience the pain of love?
Chu Qinghe didn't have any special hobbies. He definitely liked sweetness, and it was extremely sweet.
(End of chapter)
