"Damn it! Why are there so many things to do in the Hall of Rebirth!"
Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth. Strong tea in his left hand and strong coffee in his right hand was placed on the table. Next to him were many completely scrapped pens.
There was no way, an immortal went crazy to increase his hand speed, which is really not something that ordinary tools can withstand.
Gu Sanqiu strongly suspected that before he came back, his father was definitely maintaining the minimum operation of the Rebirth Hall, waiting for him to come back and put the burden on his shoulders!
"Who asked you to commit suicide? You went out for so long and didn't even say hello to us when you came back. Now you've fallen into the hands of Hu Tao."
Xingqiu, who came here specially to watch the joke, laughed heartily, but it was a pity that it was not meal time, otherwise he would definitely eat three big bowls just because Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth but had to work hard.
Should I tell him that this is a mission given to me by my father, the King of Rocks?
Forget it, Gu Sanqiu still chose to hold back for the sake of his father's grand plan and retirement plan.
Although he has always felt that there is no essential difference between the so-called big plan and fishing in retirement.
"Okay, second brother, are you here specifically to cause trouble?"
Gu Sanqiu's dangerous gaze glanced over: "It just so happens that my strength has improved after I went out this time. Do you want to give you some special training?"
"Go away, I won't do special training with you. If you think about it for a moment, you should know that you bastard has bad intentions."
Xingqiu opened the folding fan and fanned it gently, looking like a handsome young man.
Since the Auxerre incident, the family's behavior and dreams for Xingqiu have changed to a great extent, that is, some restrictions have been relaxed.
Anyway, at least from Gu Sanqiu's point of view, this bastard Xingqiu is turning his painting style more and more in the direction of "ganghu elegant guest".
A group of handsome people who also have high combat effectiveness.
"Work hard, just so you can feel how I feel when the Ten Gold Club is busy on weekdays."
Xingqiu's eyes became strange: "Speaking of which, you made a lot of noise when you went out this time, and you can actually transform into a dragon?"
"Brothers basically grew up together, and you are still hiding it from your brother. It's really a bit unethical."
Gu Sanqiu:?
"Who told you that I can transform into a dragon, and your focus is somewhat problematic."
"Don't make random guesses. This kind of gossip often spreads faster than real information."
Xingqiu said: "Now who doesn't know that a huge strange dragon appeared inexplicably on Inazuma's battlefield, and it is a terrifying creature that can easily trigger strong earthquakes."
"Coupled with the identities of Ye Zi and Sha Lei, you treat me as a brother and I am not smart enough to even know where you are going?"
"Okay, what you said makes sense."
Gu Sanqiu admitted: "But let me state in advance that I really didn't hide that move from you on purpose. I really couldn't use it before."
"Tsk, what a pity. What a great idea, but you accidentally exposed it."
Xingqiu slapped his thigh and looked at Gu Sanqiu with a heartbroken look.
"If you had told me earlier, I would have been able to occupy my position. When you come up with your special move, I would have been known as a prophet!"
Gu Sanqiu: "...You guys, aren't you planning to use the idea of this trick to write about it?"
"You just know."
Xingqiu said: "Inazuma's side has taken advantage of you this time. Their local light authors already have people writing about this aspect, and it has been serialized in Yaedo's newly launched magazine."
"Now even if you can tell me a lot of secrets, if you want to get in, you will no longer be able to achieve the original effect. After all, creativity is just a gimmick. If you really want to continue to be popular, you still need excellent plot and writing."
Gu Sanqiu rolled his eyes: "Then let me tell you another idea. In fact, if I am willing, it won't be long before I can become the Gale and Tornado Demon God from ancient times. Do you want to try it?"
"I have a way with Inazuma Yaedo. It's not realistic to have all yours on the counter, but I will definitely leave you with the best recommended spot."
"Are you becoming the God of Wind? The Holy Son of the West Wind seeks power and usurps the throne?"
Xingqiu thought thoughtfully: "I have the ancient inheritance of another Wind God. In modern times, I was granted the title of Holy Son of the West Wind, but I am unwilling to be inferior to others. I want to overthrow the rule of the Wind God."
"The protagonist fell into the devil's way because of his utilitarianism, but at this time, a girl appeared who was as cold and noble as a pure heart, but was extremely gentle to the protagonist. She brought him back to normal step by step, and finally won the title of the God of Wind in the New Era through hard work. .”
"Just when the protagonist becomes the second wind god and gets this extremely glorious title, it is also the moment when he proposes to the girl who has been by his side."
...
It seems to be very exciting!
Xingqiu's eyes lit up: "This routine is not bad. If we can get some high-quality illustrations to supplement the key points of the plot and further enhance readers' ability to associate, this book will definitely be a big seller!"
As for nonsense like "comedy and happy endings are not sublime" and "childish perfection has no depth", Xingqiu has always been completely indifferent to it.
Works can celebrate beauty or express sadness, depending on the creator.
The idea that in a peaceful age, one does not know the blessings amidst the blessings but prefers to find a sense of existence and excitement in the midst of tragedy, this idea has become increasingly popular in recent years.
There are masters who have great experience in creating tragedy, and even some apprentices who are learning tragedy creation. That is the real "literary creation", not the sick people who need to go to Bubulu to get medicine.
More works and authors are just complaining for no reason, or are far-fetched, looking for a title that is consistent with "high quality" and "high artistic level" to add color to their poor writing.
In short, the latter intends to deceive some people into collecting rice.
Anyway, Xingqiu's goal is very simple, that is, to write works that can be praised by people. In this case, the second young master of the connoisseur will be quite satisfied.
"What you guys write is really terrible."
Gu Sanqiu was helpless: "Don't mess around with this kind of thing. Even if we are friendly neighbors, if you really dare to write it, you will have to go to Xifeng Church to be a volunteer."
"Of course, I don't have the courage like you. What I write will definitely have to be secretly revised."
Xingqiu said in a tone of voice: "Demon God, we are not people like Gu Sanqiu and Gu Dashen. We are actually able to face the Demon God's blade. I am so impressed."
"You are enough..."
Gu Sanqiu laughed: "It's just that I am in a period of inner demons, so I was able to find an opportunity. If you ask me to face a demon in full power now, I will turn to ashes in the next second."
Xingqiu doesn't care about this: "Whatever, in the eyes of interested people, the reputation has been improved a lot. During this period, the work of the Ten Gold Club has been carried out very well, and there are fewer troublemakers."
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