Chapter 321

To Wen Ziying there, first printed into Xia Yu's eyes, is Wen Ziying grasping the palm of the pen, as well as the paper spread on the table.

What Wen Ziying is writing is not finished.

"Do you want me to write?" Xia Yu asked.

"No, put it there." Wen Ziying said.

Put down the pen, Xia Yu glanced at the contents of the paper, found that this is an essay, an essay about Qiuju.

The words are gorgeous and the description is delicate. There are a lot of ink and brush on the light, color and shape, showing a beautiful and colorful.

Prose is still about one or two paragraphs away from the end, no accident, this is a rare masterpiece of prose.

The description of autumn chrysanthemum in the prose is not utopian, but Xia Yu looked around and couldn't find a pot of autumn chrysanthemum.

Maybe I went out to observe and think about it, and then I came back to write.

Put this matter down, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying: "ready to contribute?"

"No preparation." Wen Ziying replied.

"I'm not ready to write like this?" Xia Yu was surprised.

Wen Ziying did not answer, this is not want to say more meaning.

Xia Yu also did not ask more, he put down the manuscript paper, looked at the side, he saw a drawer is open, inside there is a pile of manuscript paper.

"Is this the original novel?" Xia Yu held out his hand curiously.

Nowadays, handwriting is less and less used among young writers. After all, only a few keys on the keyboard can produce a word, while handwriting requires so many strokes.

His hand in the drawer before a pause, give Wen Ziying block the opportunity, but wenziying did not make a voice.

By default, he can take it.

Taking out the manuscript paper, Xia Yu was surprised to find that all in a drawer were not novels, but essays and poems. The poems included modern poems and ancient poems, and even imitated Yuefu works.

Look at the prose, the style is also varied, rich and colorful, plain and plain, plain and natural, arbitrary vertical and horizontal Almost all the famous styles can be found in it.

Whether it is prose or poetry, from the perspective of Xia Yu, although it is not a masterpiece, at least there is no problem with the first-line magazines in the landing area.

With these, Wen Ziying's literary maiden can be more distinctive. After all, in some literary youth's eyes, only prose and poetry are real literature.

"Are you going to make a big news after you die?" Xia Yu asked.

In history, there was a poet who was unknown in his life. After his death, his children found several notebooks under his bed and filled them with poems. A publishing house tried to turn it into a collection of poems and printed it out.

It's a pity that the poet can't see this scene any more. I don't know why he is just like a squirrel, accumulating poems in silence and refusing to reveal them.

"What my mother is good at is prose and poetry." Wen Ziying said, is on the surface, and Xia Yu's problem has no slightest connection.

Xia Yu is waiting for Wen Ziying to make further explanation, but Wen Ziying does not continue to say.

Feel wenziying at the moment mood some complex, summer Yu also not good direct ask.

He looked silently at the manuscript in his hand.

In his heart, there is the pleasure of peeking at the author's manuscript.

However, these prose poems, bored to see a few are OK, all of a sudden look at a long time, feel too boring.

In particular, Xia Yu experienced the prosperous entertainment of previous life. Many colorful neon lights, even if an oil lamp is exquisite, it also feels lack of interest.

At this time, Wen Ziying said: "I'm going to see my mother today, do you want to go?"

Xia Yu thinks that Wen Ziying doesn't know that he can leave after eight hours, so inviting him is to let him use Wen Ziying's body to see Bian Guping.

There was nothing to do anyway, and he agreed to come down.

He got on the bus and went to the bus stop in Ziying.

The bus was bumpy and took an hour and a half to get to the place.

After getting off the bus, Xia Yu walked for half an hour and entered a village where she saw Wen Ziying's hometown.

It's a big old house. The materials look very new. It's built in the style of ancient times.

At this time it was nearly noon, the villagers who came back from the fields said hello to Wen Ziying.

A person does not know Xia Yu, can only smile response.

The house was not closed, and Xia Yu went in directly.

The entrance is a courtyard and a corridor.

In terms of an siyao's villa, the courtyard is not big, but it is already the area of a suite for ordinary people.

Through the yard, to the lobby, Xia Yu saw a maid.

The maid is carrying vegetables and setting the table. She is surprised to see Wen Ziyu.

"Miss." The maid stood to one side with some formality.

It seems that Wen Ziying doesn't come here often, otherwise the maid won't be so surprised and restrained.

"Madame is in the room." Said the maid.Ordinary nodded, Xia Yu along the direction of wenziying, into the east room.

The room is also imitation of the old things, that dark big accounting table, higher than the cabinet, let Xia Yu some miss.

Deep in the room, by the window, a figure was sitting on a chair, looking out at the view.

That should be Bian Guping.

When Xia Yu came in, she didn't take a light step. Bian Guping should have heard the sound, but she also turned her head to see the meaning.

Came to Bian Guping's side, Xia Yu looked at her face.

It was a face full of wind and frost. Compared with her actual age, Bian Guping is at least ten years older.

She finally turned her head and glanced at Wen Ziyu. Her eyes were calm, as if she had not seen anyone.

She twisted her head back, and Bian Guping continued to look out of the window.

There is a chrysanthemum outside the window, which is opening.

Wen Ziying's voice sounded in Xia Yu's mind: "old brain is bad."

This is an explanation of Bian Guping's appearance.

There are other doubts in Xia Yu's heart, such as the problem of not living together, the problem of the house, and the question of Wen Ziying's father, but they are not easy to ask directly.

Wen Ziying continued: "I heard that my mother lived here when she was a child, and her family was in the middle of the world. The house was flooded by the flood, so she went to the city."

Wen Ziying said there is no point in what she said. It sounds like a common reminiscence of the past, but that goes up to Lv2 plus, let Xia Yu know that things are not so simple.

After saying these words, Wen Ziying's intimacy to him increased.

There was too little information for him to analyze.

After staying at Wen Ziying's hometown until 3 p.m., Xia Yu drove back to Zilang city. Reading net www.dusuu.com

Eight hours later, Xia Yu returned to her body.

It was about five o'clock in the evening.

In the heart feeling some strange summer Yu, and sent the news to Yu Ning dream, asked her about Wen Ziying.

"Just a few hours later, you found a new love again? "Yu Ningmeng replied.

"I want to know about Wen Ziying's mother Bian Guping," explains Xia Yu.

"From a girl to a aunt, your hobby is a bit unique." Yu Ningmeng sighed.

Xia Yu pretended not to see this sentence.

"Bian Guping belongs to the literary circle. How can I know about her. You don't think I'm a gossip machine, are you? "Yu Ningmeng replied.

Xia Yu knows that Yu Ningmeng is not unable to get news, just in the decline.

At the level of Yujia group, all walks of life have relations. At most, after a few twists and turns, we can certainly collect information.

After thinking about it, Xia Yu said, "speaking of gossip, I also have a business idea.

" what's the idea? "Yu Ningmeng's spirit immediately came.

"But if I don't gossip, I forget stars. If I don't get news from Bian Guping, I can't remember what my idea is.

" you wait "and Yu Ningmeng has no news.

Put down the mobile phone, Xia Yu is waiting.

After an hour, Yu Ningmeng will collect the news.

"Bian Guping's family was originally a big landlord in Zilang. After fighting against the landlord, Bian's family collapsed and the policy was opened. Bian Guping's grandfather opened a small factory with the gold bars he had hidden before, and his life was very happy.

" when Bian Guping was a child, the small factory was closed due to pollution, and the flood washed the house and land, so Bian Guping and his family went to the city When their family still had savings, they had a good time. After that, Bian Guping has become a famous writer and can still make a living.

"then she married a rich local businessman, and the rich merchant got sick after marriage, and the company still owed some debts even though she sold it.

" I haven't collected the rest, so I'll have to wait a little longer "

Xia Yu glanced at Yu's words, and Nothing unusual was found.

Yu Ningmeng asked again, "what is the business of gossip?

she told Yu Ningmeng some of her micro blog ideas. Xia Yu asked Yu to exchange the rest of her information for the rest of her ideas and quit the chat interface.

Speaking of microblog, the most famous are Sina and Tencent, which had a struggle and only survived Sina.

Just like Tencent in his previous life, Xia Yu knew that once he got out of Weibo, other capital would also end up grabbing food. He who had no power and no power could not have snatched them.

It's better to give it to the Yu family, and when they're ready, they can go and enjoy themselves.

It's really convenient to have an siyao.

Thinking of this, he stood up and went to an siyao's villa.

He did not forget about Zhong Yunxin. After summarizing the news that Zhong Yunxin had sent him before, he had found out where Hu Lianglu's family was.I'm waiting for you to use ansiyao's body tomorrow.

After dinner with an siyao, Xia Yu was driven out of the villa by Yu Ningmeng.

One night later, in the morning, Xia Yu received a further report from Yu Ningmeng.

"After the rich merchant died, Bian Guping took Wen Ziying to rent a house. "According to a magazine editor who did not want to be named, Bian Guping was full of confidence at the beginning, including the editors at that time. After all, she was really good at writing. However, the editor in chief of the magazine said this: about when Mrs. Wen's eight years had destroyed her spirituality, the things she wrote were really mediocre.

"generally, they could still be published, but the latter became worse and worse, so the magazine stopped cooperation.

" Bian Guping kept delivering articles and tried to find a nursery for her However, Bian Guping still delivered her manuscripts at the rate of one week.

"it lasted about two years, but the frequency of the next year was much lower, and three or four articles were published in the middle. Two years later, Bian Guping left the nursery and went to the home where Wen Ziying lives now. She lives by selling jewelry.

"later, Wen Ziying was on fire.

Yu Ningmeng finished the report and began to ask for her micro blog creativity.

Xia Yu didn't pay attention to her, because at this time, there was a jingle in front of him.

That's the sound of system mail.

The long lost test task is back.

Click open mail, Xia Yu looks at the content.

[test requirements: pay attention to and guide Wen Ziying's life according to your wishes]

[test reward: Star fragments * 1]

task requirements have been very strange, task rewards are even more strange.

What does it mean to guide Wen Ziying's life? What is a star fragment?

What's more, the reason why this task is triggered seems to be that I investigated Wen Ziying's affairs.

Come on, it doesn't seem like a difficult task. Try it.

Xia Yu Click to accept the task.

However, he had no idea how to accomplish the task.

First according to the above said, pay attention to Wen Ziying's life, and then go to Wen Ziying more.

Having made a decision, Xia Yu clicks the field and lands on an siyao's body.

Wen Ziying's business will be discussed later. Now it is important to solve Hu Lianglu first.

Using an siyao's body, he comes to the location of Hu Lianglu's home, which is determined from Zhong Yunxin's message to him, and enters a coffee shop by the street.

He can't know whether Hu Lianglu will come out or not. When he will come out, he can only wait quietly.

It is impossible for Hu Lianglu to find a good place to live near the bankrupt Hu family. Similarly, the coffee shop here is not a high-end shop.

Several men are ready to move an Siyu who comes alone.

Looking at the man walking towards him, an Siyu quietly picked up the iron coffee spoon, three fingers clamped, a force.

The coffee spoon curved in an arc.

The man's face color does not change to continue to move forward, passing by an Siyu's side, went to the toilet.

After coming back from the toilet, the man picked up the coffee spoon on his table and looked at it. The quality of the spoon was very good. He tried his best to bend a little bit on his hands.

But the girl, with only three fingers, did it lightly.

For their own safety, the man decided not to go.

Other impetuous men are also suppressed by an Siyu's hand. They lose interest when they think that the girl opposite can hit them on the ground.

Xia Yu changed a coffee spoon and continued to wait.

At eleven o'clock, Hu Lianglu appeared.