Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Chapter 33 How about I take the pseudonym Gu Long? (two more)

"We value quality, not weight. Otherwise, the three thousand harem will be without salt or beauty, so what joy can there be?"

After saying that, the gentle young man subconsciously wanted to seek the support of another companion, but seeing that handsome companion grabbed a piece of letter paper and hadn't moved it for a long time, he couldn't help calling out: "Brother Yaoying? "

Xiong Yaoying raised his head, his eyes were bright, he held back a smile and said, "I finally found an interesting girl."

Yu Xilou adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose. The incident happened a week ago. His cousin Lin Ziqi, who was studying in the Department of Physical Education of the University of Hong Kong, returned home from summer vacation and laughed at him and Brother Yaoying for being obsessed with old papers every day. Day to drink, I am afraid that I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life!

He was naturally dissatisfied, so he pitted Brother Yaoying against Xiaoer Huangkou, and the three of them each wrote an advertisement for a friend and put it out, and the result——

Are all girls this superficial now? !

What's so good about the Department of Physical Education of HKU!
All brainless muscular men!Just like Lin Ziqi!
It is impossible to admit defeat!
Since ancient times, Wenwu has never been the first, and Wu has never been the second. As a pen lover, Yu Xilou immediately found a new way, expressing that looking for a pen pal is for the mystery that he has never met before, and what he seeks is the sympathy of the soul. Just post photos, what's the point!
Brother Yaoying, who was forced by him to make up the number, has always been lacking in interest, and has repeatedly said that if the reply is more interesting, he doesn't mind multiple pen pals.

It's a pity that most of the respondents, the content of the reply is somewhat the same. When they come up, they ask about their height and appearance, what kind of work they do, and what their salary is——

He and Brother Yaoying have the ambition to make a living by writing, but they haven't started writing so far. As for the salary, of course they don't have it.

Even he found these replies boring, let alone brother Yaoying!

Yu Xilou couldn't hide his curiosity, so he stretched out his hand and took away the letter paper in Xiong Yaoying's hand. After only a few lines, he could see the end at a glance:

"Hello, Mr. Wine and Story, I don't know your real name, so I can only call you that."

"I wanted to write a good-looking story, but when I wrote it, my mind went blank, and I didn't know how to start."

"You have a story about Dou, can you teach me about Yisheng?"

The content of the letter was simple and clear, and brother Yaoying really told the stories very well, especially when he was half drunk, the novel and interesting stories in his mouth made people overwhelmed and amazed.

Wait, is this the reason why he dragged Brother Yaoying every day so that he wouldn't get drunk?Just because he wants to hear stories? !
So, he is the culprit that caused the two people to be unable to start writing and have no income?

Yu Xilou quickly shook his head twice to expel this terrible thought from his mind!

He didn't want to listen to the story so he dragged brother Yaoying to drink!

they just-

Um... looking for inspiration!
Yes, find inspiration!

It's a pity that brother Yaoying has no memory of what he said when he was drunk, and many stories always have a beginning and no end, which is regrettable.

Yu Xilou withdrew his thoughts, raised the letter paper in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "It's just a letter asking for advice, what's so interesting?"

Xiong Yaoying laughed loudly, and handed over the envelope in his hand, "Look at this, the interesting part is here!"

Yu Xilou took the envelope suspiciously, held it in his hand, and immediately felt that something was wrong. This envelope was obviously much thicker than ordinary envelopes. Could there be letter paper inside?
He immediately opened the envelope and poured it out——

This--

Another envelope?Or wrote the address and put a stamp on it?

Yu Xilou was speechless when he ascended, but he didn't think it was interesting, treachery is the first class!
Xiong Yaoying got up and snatched the envelope from him, picked up the letter paper, and said with a smile: "Look, we have received hundreds of letters one after another in the past few days, but this is the only one that I have to answer!"

"Isn't this fun enough?!"

Having said that, it was quite interesting, the harsh judges nodded their heads with difficulty, and reluctantly gave this, um, Miss Anonymous, an eight out of [-].

She didn't even write her name!

But Xiong Yaoying felt that it was just right. Holding the envelope and letter paper, he went to the desk excitedly and wrote a reply.

He deliberately imitated the tone of the anonymous lady, and wrote:

"Hello, Miss Anonymous, I don't know your real name, so I can only call you that."

"If you want to write a good-looking story, you can start with familiar people and things around you,"

"For example, if there are many relatives at home, when they get up early, will they fight for the toilet? Will the people waiting outside knock on the door in a hurry? Are the people inside the door very slow?"

"Did the conflict come out right away? Then the impatient person will get angry out of resentment and revenge? For example, take the homework written by the other party out of the schoolbag? Then hide it?"

"The second point of contradiction, is it coming out again? Interlocking, a series of stories can be born."

"I have more than one story, I will teach you a bowl today."

As Xiong Yaoying wrote, he laughed. The example he gave was not made up, but something that actually happened a few days ago.

Two cousins, Yu Xilou and Lin Ziqi, fought over the toilet. After all, Yu Xilou couldn't compare with the sports students, so they returned home in a disastrous defeat.

This guy is so bad, he just threw the sports student's bicycle key into the toilet, causing the sports student to be late for a date and get dumped!

Don't tell the little girl about this, the Tibetan homework is probably the limit she can accept.

Xiong Yaoying couldn't stop laughing, and continued to write:
"I also have something I would like to ask Miss Wuming for advice."

"I'm planning to submit an article to a newspaper recently. I don't know what to choose as my pen name. My girlfriend's surname is Gu and her name is Feng. How about I choose Gu Long as my pen name?"

His handwriting was too big and scribbled. After writing these, it just filled up a page of letter paper. Satisfied, Xiong Yaoying stuffed the letter into the envelope, took out the glue, and took a random letter.

Look, how easy it is!

Looking at the small pile on the ground again, after sorting out the letters belonging to him, Xiong Yaoying no longer had the slightest interest in picking through them one by one: If you want someone to reply to a letter, you should prepare the reply envelope and put a stamp on it!

These people are so lazy!

Not worthy of being his friend!
After Xiong Yaoying sneered, he laid out another piece of blank paper, pondered for a while, and began to write:
"In the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass is growing and flying, the sun is setting in March, and there is still a sense of bleakness at night, outside the city of Moling—"

He wrote a thousand words in one breath before he stopped writing. He has finished writing the opening chapter and the main characters have also appeared on the stage. The prince and his sons stayed far away from the south of the Yangtze River.

Poor chivalrous heart, dedicated to Han, but because of kindness, he wanted to sacrifice his life for the Qing Dynasty, was shamed by the people in the rivers and lakes, and was later hunted down by the imperial hawks——

When floating a big white!

Xiong Yaoying grabbed the wine bottle on the table and took a big gulp.

Miss Wuming, who is new to writing, naturally starts to practice writing from familiar things around her. For someone like him who has already entered the room, he can freely use his imagination!

Xiong Yaoying was inexplicably looking forward to Miss Wuming's reply. It would be best for her to reply before her work was published, maybe he would have a new pseudonym available.

　... Don't you guys know that Gu Long's real name is Xiong Yaohua?Well, I just found out about this too.

　　Xiao Donglou, a good friend of Gu Long, a master ghostwriter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)