Chapter 125

"I was born in a remote mountain village in the south of the United States. The transportation is inconvenient and there is no decent industry. The economy is very backward. Most of the adults in the village go to big cities to earn money, leaving only the elderly and children."

"My teacher, the only village teacher in the village, is a gray haired old lady who is over 100 years old."

"Since I was a child, I know that the teacher is a person with great powers. She can talk to many small animals in the mountains and forests, and also make watermelon grow up quickly in winter. With a finger in her hand, she can light a bonfire and take us little dolls to eat watermelon."

"If people in the village have any worries, they will let the teacher see. The teacher always looks good after dividing five by two."

"Under the guidance of the teacher, we little children in the mountains know that there is such a vast world outside, such a magic weapon and the world of cultivation. The teacher often holds our hand and leads us to dream one after another, so that we can see one big city after another, see many people and eat many good things."

"After a long time, I realized that it was not a dream, but a novel world created by the teacher. The teacher was not only a true practitioner, but also a magic writer."

"But by this time, she was dead."

"When I was 15 years old, it rained cats and dogs in my hometown for ten days and nights, which softened the whole mountain behind the small mountain village. Finally, in the middle of the night, it triggered a landslide and brought a terrible debris flow."

"The teacher was just helping a villager deliver a baby at that time. She walked down the mountain in the middle of the night. Like all literary and artistic young women, her works were loved by people. Wei Qingqing was also very happy. She forgot the fact that she had just died, and flapped her delicate wings and danced around Li yaopian.

Li Yao had a red face. He did not expect that his only rough man who knew the repairs would resonate with a pure literary work.

After thinking about it, he had another problem

"Xiaoqing, if we say that the more resonances the readers inspire when they read, the more powerful the illusionists will be. Isn't it true that the illusionists who write best-selling books take advantage? Because there must be hundreds of times more readers of bestsellers than pure literature. "

"In theory, that's right." Little Bluebird nodded.

"Then why do you have to work so hard to write the pure literature of Bluebird? Pure literature is hard to write and nobody can read it. It's neither profitable nor powerful. Isn't it good to have time to write more bestsellers? "

Wei Qingqing smiles and looks at the fairyland in the distance: "because... I like it!"

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After the little Bluebird flew away, Li yaozhuo thought about this literary and artistic young woman, who was no more than a few years older than himself. The more he thought about it, the more interesting he felt.

He started jingnao and searched for "green orange".

This is Wei Qingqing's pseudonym.

Crystal brain slightly a shock, soon found two works.

As Wei Qingqing said, the two youth novels she published are very popular, with many readers and high hits on the Internet.

The first novel is called "young master falls in love with me". The cover is a handsome, sunny and handsome young man, gazing out of the light curtain affectionately.

After a cold war, Li Yao turned to the content brief.

This story tells of a big sect leader who became a vegetable because of an unexpected cultivation. His only son, who was 17 years old, had to shoulder the heavy responsibility and inherit the sect.

The heroine is an ordinary person who takes advantage of the summer vacation to work in the subordinate enterprise of this sect. Because of a coincidence, she regards the young patriarch as a worker like her, and the two get to know each other gradually.

The young patriarch inherited the great cause when he was young and his cultivation was still shallow. Naturally, many forces in the sect did not agree with him. There were so many intrigues and intrigues in his daily life that he was very depressed. It was hard to find such a pure girl. Without knowing his identity, he naturally got close to her and gradually fell in love with her.

Since then, there have been a lot of love and hate, love and resentment, and the elders of some hostile faction plot against the young patriarch with flying sword, but the heroine finds out that they help the young patriarch block the sword.

Although Li Yao wants to break his head, he can't understand how an ordinary person can find the flying sword shot by the practitioner, and even if he finds it, he can't react in time - but these are details, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, in the end, the young patriarch and the heroine broke through many obstacles and got married.

Just at this time, the father of the young patriarch, the old patriarch who was possessed and became a vegetable, suddenly woke up. He firmly opposed his son's marrying an ordinary man.

The heiress of a major sect, who claimed to be the fiancee of the young patriarch, also appeared in front of the heroine

The story has come to an abrupt end. If you want to know how things will develop, you have to wait for the sequel to be published.

"Er..."

After a few glances, Li Yao gave up the plan of careful study and dragged the light curtain down to read the second book.

The second novel is called overbearing leader falls in love with me. The plot is similar to that of the first one. The only difference is that

This "I" in "fall in love with me" is a boy.

Of course, "overlord leader" is also a very tall, very cold, very strong man.

"It's terrible!"

Li Yao closed the web page like lightning, rubbed his eyes hard, and burst into tears.

He gave up the idea of further spiritual exchange with Wei Qingqing.

At least he will not go into the illusory world of these two novels.

"Let's talk more about pure literature, Xiaoqing." Li Yaoxin said.

Just at this time, the top of the head came a wave higher than a wave of whistling sound.

At first, Li Yao didn't care. There were military barracks all around him, and it was normal for some military shuttles to fly around overhead.

But soon, he realized that it was not right - the roar had stayed above the medical tent, and it was getting more and more violent and arrogant.

It's like there are dozens of military shuttles circling around the medical tent!

Li Liangjiao jumped, carried the black wing sword and dark star rock behind him, moved his limbs, kept the best fighting condition, and jumped out of the medical tent in two steps.

He was stunned by the battle in the sky.