Three Hundred and Nineteenth. Novel Test Task (2 in 1)

Arriving at Wen Ziying's place, the first thing that caught Xia Yu's eyes was Wen Ziying's palm holding the pen, and the manuscript paper spread out on the table.

Wen Ziying was writing something and hadn't finished it yet.

"Are you going to tell me to write?" Xia Yu asked.

"No, let it go." Wen Ziying said.

Putting down the pen, Xia Yu scanned the contents of the draft paper and found that it was an essay, an essay about Qiu Ju.

The words are gorgeous, the description is delicate, and there are a lot of pen and ink in light, color, and shape, revealing a gorgeous and rich beauty.

The prose is still about one or two paragraphs away from the end. Not surprisingly, this is a rare high-quality prose.

The description of Qiuju in prose cannot be written by imagination, but Xia Yu looked around, but did not find a pot of Qiuju.

Probably I went out to observe and think about it first, and then I came back to start writing.

Putting this matter aside, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying, "Are you ready to submit?"

"Not ready." Wen Ziying replied.

"Aren't you ready to write it like this?" Xia Yu was surprised.

Wen Ziying didn't answer, which meant that she didn't want to say more.

Xia Yu didn't ask any further questions. He put down the manuscript paper and looked to the side. He saw a drawer being opened with a stack of manuscript paper inside.

"Is this the original manuscript of the novel?" Xia Yu reached out curiously to get it.

Nowadays, among young writers, the use of handwriting is becoming less and less. After all, it only takes a few keys to press a word, but handwriting requires so many strokes.

His hand paused before reaching into the drawer, giving Wen Ziying a chance to stop him, but Wen Ziying didn't make a sound.

This is the presupposition that he can take a look at it.

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

Looking at the prose again, there are also various styles, rich and gorgeous, simple and plain, plain and natural, and wanton... Almost all famous styles can be found in it.

Whether it's prose or poetry, from Xia Yu's point of view, although they are not high-quality articles, at least there is no problem with the first-line magazines in the landing area.

With these, the personality of Wen Ziying's literary girl can be more distinct, after all, in the eyes of some literary youths, only prose and poetry are real literature.

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

In history, there was a poet who was unknown during his lifetime. After his death, his children found several notebooks under his bed filled with poems. A publishing house tried to turn it into a collection of poems and published it, and it became an instant hit.

It's a pity that the poet has no way to see this scene. I don't know why he silently saves poems like a squirrel and refuses to reveal it.

"My mother is best at prose and poetry." What Wen Ziying said seemed to have nothing to do with Xia Yu's problem on the surface.

Xia Yu waited for Wen Ziying to explain further, but Wen Ziying did not continue.

Feeling that Wen Ziying was in a complicated mood at the moment, Xia Yu couldn't ask directly.

He silently flipped through the manuscript paper in his hand.

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

But these prose poems, it’s okay to read a few of them when you’re bored, but after reading them for a long time, you feel too boring.

Especially Xia Yu had experienced the prosperous entertainment in his previous life. I have seen too many colorful neon lights, but no matter how delicate an oil lamp is, it still lacks interest.

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

Xia Yu thought, it's not that Wen Ziying doesn't know that he won't be leaving until eight hours later, so inviting him like this means letting him use Wen Ziying's body to see Bian Guping.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so he agreed.

Under Wen Ziying's guidance, he came to the station and got on the bus to the countryside.

The bus was a bit bumpy, and it took an hour and a half to finally reach the place.

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

It was a big old house, and the materials used looked very new, and it was newly built in imitation of the ancient style.

It was almost noon, and the villagers who came back from the fields greeted Wen Ziying.

Xia Yu, who didn't know anyone, could only respond with a smile.

The house was not closed, so Xia Yu walked in directly.

The entrance is a courtyard and a corridor.

Judging by An Siyao's villa, the yard is not big, but it is already the size of an ordinary person's house.

Walking through the yard to the lobby, Xia Yu saw a maid.

The maid was serving dishes and setting the table, and she was a little surprised to see Wen Ziyu.

"Miss." The maid stood aside cautiously.

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

"Madame is in the room," said the maid again.

Nodding normally, Xia Yu followed Wen Ziying's directions and entered the east room.

The room was also full of imitated old objects. Xia Yu missed the big dark desk and the cabinet taller than a person.

By the window at the back of the room, a figure sat on a chair, looking at the scenery outside.

That should be Bian Guping.

When Xia Yu came in, he didn't take his steps lightly. Bian Guping should have heard the voice, but he didn't turn his head to look at it at all.

Coming 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 hadn't seen anyone.

Turning her head back again, Bian Guping continued to look out the window.

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

Wen Ziying's voice rang in Xia Yu's mind: "When you get old, your brain becomes bad."

This is the explanation for Bian Guping's appearance.

Xia Yu still had other doubts in his mind, such as the problem of not living together, the problem of the house, and the problem of Wen Ziying's father, but it was not easy to ask directly.

Wen Ziying continued: "I heard that my mother lived here when she was a child. Later, her family fell into trouble, and the flood submerged the house again, so she went to the city."

There was no point in what Wen Ziying said. It sounded like an ordinary reminiscence, but the bonus to LV2 let Xia Yu know that things were not that simple.

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

There is too little information, and he has no way to analyze it.

Staying in Wen Ziying's hometown until three o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yu drove back to Zilang City.

After eight hours passed, Xia Yu returned to his body.

It was more than five o'clock in the evening.

Xia Yu, who felt a little strange in his heart, sent a message to Yu Ningmeng again, asking her about Wen Ziying.

"It's only been a few hours and you found a new love? 』Yu Ningmeng replied.

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

"From a girl to an aunt, your hobbies are a bit unique." Yu Ningmeng sent a sighing expression.

Xia Yu pretended not to see this sentence.

"Bian Guping is in the literature circle, how could I know about her. You guy, don't you think I'm a gossip machine? ’ Yu Ningmeng replied.

Xia Yu knew that it wasn't that Yu Ningmeng couldn't get news, she was just refusing.

At the level of the Yu Family Group, all walks of life are related, and at most a few toss and a few transfers will definitely be able to collect information.

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

"what idea? 』Yu Ningmeng regained her spirits immediately.

"But I am a star person who forgets when I don't gossip. If I don't get news from Bian Guping, I won't be able to remember what I thought."

After saying "you wait", there was no news from Yu Ningmeng.

Putting down the phone, Xia Yu waited.

An hour later, Yu Ningmeng sent the collected news.

『Bian Guping’s family used to be a big landlord in Zilang. After fighting the landlord, he fell down. Later, the policy was opened up. Bian Guping’s grandfather opened a small factory with the gold bars he had hidden before, and his life was not bad. Moisturize

"When Bian Guping was a child, the small factory was closed due to pollution, and the flood washed away the house and land, so Bian Guping's family went to the city. At this time, their family still had savings and lived well. Later, the savings were almost used up, and Bian Guping became a well-known writer, and she was able to make ends meet.』

"Later on, she married a wealthy local businessman. The wealthy businessman fell ill after marriage. The company was sold and owed some debts, but he couldn't save his life."

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

Xia Yu scanned Yu Ningmeng's words, but found nothing unusual.

Yu Ningmeng asked again: "What is the business of that gossip?" 』

After telling Yu Ningmeng some ideas about Weibo, Xia Yu asked Yu Ningmeng to exchange the remaining information for the remaining ideas, and exited the chat interface.

Speaking of Weibo, the two most famous are Sina and Tencent. The two struggled for a while, and only Sina survived in the end.

Just like how Tencent ended up competing in the previous life, Xia Yu knew that once he created Weibo, other capital would also end up snatching it up, and it was impossible for him, who had no power or power, to snatch them.

It's better to leave it to the Yu family, and wait for them to finish it, and enjoy it by yourself.

It is really convenient to have An Siyao.

Thinking of this, he stood up and went to An Siyao's villa.

He didn't forget about Zhong Yunxin. After summarizing the messages Zhong Yunxin had sent him, he had figured out where Hu Lianglu's house was.

Just wait to use An Siyao's body tomorrow to see it.

After eating dinner at An Siyao's place, and walking around the dark backyard with An Siyao, Xia Yu was driven out of the villa by Yu Ningmeng.

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

"After the rich businessman died, Bian Guping and Wen Ziying rented a house to live in. She contacted her literary friends before, and wanted to rely on writing to make a living. At that time, the price of literati was still quite high, not as miserable as it is now.』

"According to an editor-in-chief of a magazine who did not want to be named, Bian Guping was full of confidence at the beginning, including the editor at the time. After all, she really wrote well at the beginning. However, the original words of the editor-in-chief of that magazine are as follows: probably because the eight years of being Mrs. Wen have obliterated her spirituality, the things she writes are really mediocre.』

"It's so-so, it can still be published, but it gets worse and worse, and the magazine stopped the cooperation."

"Bian Guping kept submitting manuscripts to try. The magazine missed her old feelings and found her a nursery job. However, Bian Guping still submitted manuscripts at a speed of one article a week."

"It lasted for about two years, and the frequency in 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, earning a living by selling jewelry. 』

"Afterwards, Wen Ziying became angry."

Yu Ningmeng finished her report and began to ask for her Weibo ideas.

Xia Yu ignored her, because at this moment, a ding sound appeared in front of him.

It was the sound of system mail.

The long-lost test task is here again.

Clicking on the email, Xia Yu looked at the content.

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

[Test Reward: Star Fragment*1]

The mission requirements are already very strange, and the mission rewards are even stranger.

What does it mean to lead Wen Ziying's life? What is a star shard?

Moreover, the reason why this task was triggered seemed to be because he had investigated Wen Ziying's matter.

Forget it, it doesn't look like a difficult task, give it a try.

Xia Yu clicked to accept the task.

However, he has no idea how to complete the task.

According to the above, pay attention to Wen Ziying's life first, and go to Wen Ziying's place more in the future.

After making a decision, Xia Yu clicked on the column and landed on An Siyao's body.

We'll talk about Wen Ziying's matter later, the important thing now is to get rid of Hu Lianglu first.

Using An Siyao's body, he came to the location of Hu Lianglu's house that he had figured out from the message Zhong Yunxin had sent him, and entered a coffee shop next to the street.

He didn't know if and when Hu Lianglu would come out, so he could only wait quietly.

The Hu family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, couldn't find a good place to live for Hu Lianglu. Similarly, the coffee shop here is not a high-end shop.

Several men were eager to move towards An Siyu who came here alone.

Seeing a man who looked like a dog walking towards him, An Siyu silently picked up the iron coffee spoon, held it between three fingers, and used force with one.

The coffee spoon was bent in an arc.

The man continued to move forward without changing his expression, passed by An Siyu, and went to the toilet.

After returning 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 used all his strength to bend it with both hands.

But that girl did it lightly with only three fingers.

For his own safety, the man decided not to go there.

The other men who were about to move were also suppressed by An Siyu's hand. When they thought that the girl opposite could push them to the ground and beat them, they lost interest.

Xia Yu changed a coffee spoon and continued to wait.

At eleven o'clock, Hu Lianglu appeared.