Chapter 68 Masterpiece Fans

The summer wind, with dry heat, passed through the hall.

Sun Mo wandered among the bookshelves, pulling out a book from time to time and flipping through a few pages.

Zheng Qingfang sat on the wooden chair, his eyes did not blink for a moment, and his originally casual movements gradually became softer subconsciously, for fear of damaging the manuscripts.

To be honest, when he saw the first sentence of the opening paragraph, Zheng Qingfang was disdainful, thinking that Sun Mo was talking big.

This writing is simple and straightforward, and the description is accurate, but there is almost no literary talent at all.

But looking further down, it's interesting.

A divine stone gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and nurtures a spiritual embryo. When a wild monkey cracked the stone, rose into the sky, and hung straight into the sky, Zheng Qingfang was shocked beyond words.

The protagonist is actually a monkey?

Do not? Is it the main character's pet?

The protagonist's appearance was so novel that he jumped out of the stone? Zheng Qing Fangguan's novels have never been seen for decades.

...

Zheng Qingfang is also considered to have a wide range of research, but this beginning, let him give a high score of nine points, extremely satisfied.

One point difference, because this literary talent is really bad.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qingfang wanted to write and revise it himself, which really ruined the beginning, but looking further down, Zheng Qingfang couldn't think about it, but was completely immersed in the story.

Journey to the West Shi'e, the Monkey King is born!

Traveling to the Cape, seeking growth and immortality!

Watching this wild monkey bet against all the monkeys, he was the first to enter the Water Curtain Cave and subdue all the monkeys. He called himself the Monkey King. Zheng Qingfang rubbed his beard happily. Then he wandered, looking for the way to longevity, he couldn't help showing a lonely look.

Longevity?

How difficult it is!

Seeing that the wild monkeys came all the way, suffered hardships, made jokes, and got into a lot of harmless troubles, Zheng Qingfang laughed.

Until the wild monkey wandered for a few years, came to the Xieyue Sanxingdong Cave of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, and worshipped Bodhi Patriarch as his teacher, Zheng Qingfang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally I can learn art!"

It's just that Zheng Qingfang's tone was quickly raised again, and he became nervous, because in this world, how could there be any immortality technique?

But then, without waiting for Zheng Qingfang to lose, he saw that the wild monkey had the name of Sun Wukong, and also learned seventy-two changes and a somersault cloud that can turn a hundred and eight thousand miles.

At that moment, the old man, who was already over a thousand years old, couldn't help but applaud, recalling his youth.

Lu Zhiruo squatted by the side, wanting to wait for the old man to finish reading it, and then read it again, but he didn't even give up the manuscript paper he had read, it was so annoying.

Fight the monsters, retake the Water Curtain Cave, go to the East China Sea, get the Ruyi Golden Hoop, go to the Underworld, change the book of life and death, and then fight against the generals in the heaven...

Seeing that Sun Wukong was locked in the alchemy furnace of Laojun Taishang, Zheng Qingfang's heart clenched, and then he trained his eyes and made a scene in the palace, turning the world upside down.

This time, Zheng Qingfang couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly stood up, slapped the table hard, and shouted, "What a dash!"

...

Time passed by, and Zheng Qingfang was completely immersed in the story. He accompanied the four Tang monks on their journey to the west to learn scriptures in the west.

What literary talent is not good?

I'm sorry, Zheng Qingfang ignored it long ago, he only saw four masters and apprentices and ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulties!

Suddenly, Zheng Qingfang's hand was empty. Where is the manuscript paper? Gone? It's gone? He turned his head with a swipe, stared at the bookshelf, and cried out in a hoarse voice.

"What about down there?"

Lu Zhiruo, who was next to her, was taken aback and took a few steps back.

Sun Mo didn't respond.

Zheng Qingfang walked quickly, jumped over several bookshelves, and found Sun Mo,

He couldn't wait to grab his hand and asked, "Where's the next? Sun Wukong actually destroyed the ginseng fruit tree. I'm afraid he is going to fight with Zhenyuan Daxian, right?"

Sun Mo smiled and pulled Zheng Qingfang's hand away from him.

"You said it!"

Zheng Qingfang was about to die.

"Does it look good?"

Sun Mo asked back.

"nice!"

"very nice!"

"Too beautiful!"

Zheng Qingfang changed three words of praise in a row, stroking the manuscript paper with his right hand, it was really a long time since he had read such a good story, it was like drinking fine wine.

"Really? Is it?"

Lu Zhiruo huddled half-length behind the bookshelf, with a wide-eyed smile on her face, with a little excitement on her face: "I'll just say yes, Teacher Sun's writing is excellent!"

Papaya Niang felt honored.

"Mr. Sun?" Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo: "Which school do you belong to?"

"Zhongzhou University!"

Sun Mo formally introduced himself.

Zheng Qingfang invited Sun Mo to sit down, served him tea in person, and even brought Lu Zhiruo a cup.

"Sorry, sorry, I haven't seen such a beautiful book for a long time, I forgot the time."

Seeing that it was getting late, Zheng Qingfang was very embarrassed.

"So can you get a thousand copies?"

Sun Mo asked with a smile.

"Yes, absolutely!"

Zheng Qingfang nodded immediately, then shook his head again: "Can you polish this literary talent a little more?"

"cannot!"

Sun Mo's answer was neat and tidy, but he couldn't write classical Chinese as a joke.

In fact, Sun Mo's literary talent is good. He also published a few prose poems in school, but in the eyes of the ancients, it was not enough.

"Oh, what a pity!"

Zheng Qingfang sighed and took a deep look at Sun Mo. The meaning was very simple. If such a good story was accompanied by gorgeous writing, how good would it be?

"With all due respect, what was the novel written for?"

Sun Mo didn't want to be looked down upon, so he fought back.

"Look!"

Zheng Qingfang smiled.

"That's right. Written in this vernacular, the old woman in the countryside can understand it. This is the best destination for this story."

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

Zheng Qingfang was stunned. He didn't know how to refute Sun Mo's remarks for a while. That's right, this is a novel, and it's meant to be read by people. People will see it.

Sun Mo drinks tea.

Lu Zhiruo also picked up the teacup in the same way, watching the teacher argue that the old man of the bookstore had nothing to say, she was very happy!

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +5.

Prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (183/1000).

"Uncle Zheng, look, it's getting late..."

Sun Mo didn't say a word in the second half, it was getting late, he wanted to sign the contract, take the money and leave.

"Oh, I was careless!"

Zheng Qingfang opened the drawer, took out a bell and shook it.

Soon, an old servant came in from the backyard.

"Go, prepare a sumptuous feast."

Zheng Qingfang was about to talk to Sun Mobing Zhuye, so he had to dig out the following content: "By the way, bring another thousand taels of silver over here!"

The old servants are well-trained and efficient.

Soon, a table of meals will be prepared.

Sun Mo came to Jinling. He hadn't had a big meal yet, but just by looking at the menu, he knew that this table was not cheap.

A tray of silver ingots was also placed on the table, one fifty taels, twenty in total, shining brightly under the light of the butter candle.

"Old Huaifang's old wine, try it!"

Zheng Qingfang poured a cup of wine.

"Thank you Uncle Zheng for your hospitality."

Sun Mo drank it in one gulp, and returned a cup to Zheng Qingfang. After that, he turned the cup upside down and put it on the table: "Sorry, I can't drink enough!"

Zheng Qingfang was a generous person, and he didn't think that Sun Mo was not a man because of his behavior.

I came across a good book today, and I don't want to get drunk. I'm sorry for this "Journey to the West".

"Eat your own food!"

Seeing that Lu Zhiruo was a little cautious, Sun Mo gave her a piece of beef.

"Um!"

Papaya Niang felt warm in her heart, but she was also very well-behaved. Seeing that the wine in Zheng Qingfang's glass was gone, she took the initiative to help pour the wine.

Zheng Qingfang didn't stick to the small details, and there were a lot of less rules at the wine table, so everyone could have fun.

After three rounds of drinking, he pushed the plate full of silver ingots in front of Sun Mo: "Look at my memory, now all the silver is yours."

"As I said, I don't sell manuscripts."

Sun Mo refused. It was a huge sum of money, but it wasn't enough to buy "Journey to the West".

"Look at what you said, even if I'm blind, I don't think I can buy this book for a thousand taels. This is just a living expense for you. I hope you won't delay writing the book because of the firewood, rice, oil and salt in your life."

Zheng Qingfang explained: "As for the manuscript fee for publishing the book, don't worry, we will calculate it separately."

"I can't have it!"

Sun Mo took a bite of the dish and pushed the tray back.

"Sun Mo, I want to ask you to be a little friend." Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo and showed his emotions: "It's too difficult to get a good book, but it's even more difficult to get a good book that you can't put down, Xiaoyou Sun, please accept it. My kindness, right? I just hope that I can see what's behind as soon as possible."

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +10.

The prestige relationship with Zheng Qingfang has been opened, and the current status is neutral (10/100).

Sun Mo was speechless, and the system beeps sounded. This shows that Zheng Qingfang really likes this book, he really appreciates himself, and is not a trick to get the manuscript of "Journey to the West", but you have become a fan of the book. Is it too fast?

At least wait until you finish reading "Journey to the West" before you follow me, okay?

If you do this, I will be proud!

Although the outline of the story of Journey to the West has not changed, the text is written by myself, and some plots and some characters have also added some ideas of my own. Is it not plagiarism?

To be honest, as a teacher, Sun Mo is still very resistant to this kind of behavior. If the money wasn't spent too fast, he wouldn't be able to write "Journey to the West".

But then again, it is also a great thing to let the natives of Kyushu in the Middle Earth appreciate the literary classics of our big flower growers.

Zheng Qingfang pushed the tray over again, and then he couldn't help picking up the manuscript again. He looked at it, and couldn't help but praise it.

Then his expression became lost, hey, if you can't read books of this level in the future, wouldn't life be boring?

Zheng Qingfang was actually a little selfish when he gave money to Sun Mo. In addition to wanting to see the second half of "Journey to the West" as soon as possible, he also wanted to see "Dragon Ball" and "Transformers", from this amazing novel Look, those two are not too bad either.

Thinking about it like this, Zheng Qingfang, who was addicted to books, couldn't help it. He scratched his lungs and felt unbearable.