Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Guo Yunchen did not dare to disturb Song Huanxi's writing anymore, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, calmly looking at Song Huanxi who was concentrating on writing——

The few strands of broken hair in front of the girl's forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead, making her a little more real, like the beauty in the picture of a beautiful woman whose eyes were flowing and coming to life.

This is the world’s smile!
If not for seeing it with one’s own eyes, who would connect the beauty in front of them with that talented writer!

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Guo Yunchen felt like he was falling into the clouds and mist!
He couldn't hide his surprise and continued reading:

"Liu Yanchang personally sent the manuscript to the bookstore. He never expected that once it was published, it would be very popular, especially the part about Dongshan Shuoshu. After eating a huge Chenjiazhuang, he burped, rolled on the spot, and turned into a handsome figure. Afterlife!
Many people went to Dongshan, but they didn't see any handsome young people. Instead, they saw a lot of rats as big as house cats. One of them would not hide away from people, and would even come up to beg for food and drink!

While surprising, there is no doubt about the autobiographical story signed by Liu Sanxia.

Liu Sanxia became an instant star since then, and in just a few years, he became the most popular author of legendary stories.

According to the temperament of San Sheng Sheng, she would not write for several years at a time. The reason why she wrote for these years was quite unexpected.

Today is the day when Liu Sanxia's new work comes out. San Shengsheng has been waiting in the lobby of her home early, looking around on tiptoe from time to time. After a while, a thin old man and a fat but flexible young servant appeared in no particular order. , squeezed into the door together, and fell to the ground together!
The two of them couldn't get up in time and scrambled to report to the Third Holy Mother: "Madam, the lady is back!"

The Third Holy Mother immediately put down her crossed legs, and with a glance, the little old man stepped forward and swept away the pine nut shells that the Third Holy Mother had just knocked to the ground!

The fat white man rolled on the ground and turned into a snow-white rabbit, but he did not dare to go into the arms of the Third Holy Mother and could only obediently lie at her feet.

A moment later, Chen Xiang was already holding a book and rushed in happily, "Mother! Mother! Mr. Sanxia's latest manuscript!"

The Third Holy Mother coughed lightly and smiled reservedly: "My son, slow down!"

Chen Xiang was already praising him gushingly: "Mr. Sanxia will never disappoint you! I have read half of the book on the way!"

"This time Mr. Sanxia met a woman who sold her body to bury her father. She turned out to be a fox demon! And her so-called father was the scholar who bought her! She sucked her blood and killed her!"

Chen Xiang's eyes were full of joy. After telling her story, she couldn't wait to turn to the new page she had just read. She held it up in front of her mother and started reading with her!
From time to time, Chenxiang's voice could be heard shouting in the room: "What! Another scholar jumped out to stop Mr. Three Heroes?!"

"These scholars are so stupid. Reading is really useless!"

Three Virgins: "..."

She glanced at the door guiltily, and the little old man immediately whispered considerately: "My grandchildren tell me, how many days will it take for the master to come back!"

"Hey, this scholar, hahaha, give up and say goodbye to the fox demon!"

After a while, Chen Xiang closed the book with a satisfied look on her face, "Mr. Sanxia is indeed an extraordinary person, and he has another red fox fur scarf——"

Chen Xiang paused, then looked at San Sheng Sheng again excitedly: "Mother, I remember you also have a red fox fur scarf?!"

The smile on San Shengsheng's face froze, "...That's not fox fur, it's rabbit fur!"

The fat white rabbit under her feet trembled, shrinking more and more into a ball of fur, and at the same time said in her heart, I am not a rabbit, I am not a rabbit——

Well, he's just a foot-warming fur ball!
Agarwood is no longer as easy to fool as she was when she was a child. After hearing this, she curiously asked: "Is there a red rabbit?"

The Third Holy Mother's lips twitched hard: "Yes! How could it not be!"

Liu Sanxia will go to the Far East after the next book to meet the red rabbit demon in the Flame Mountain!

Chen Xiang was hesitant and began to worship Liu Sanxia again. San Shengsheng narrowed her eyes with a smile. This child really followed her, and now he is full of thoughts of chivalry and righteousness.

Well, sometimes she is not so clever, she is reckless and gets into a lot of trouble, so she wrote this story about pretending to bury her father's true fox demon.The Third Holy Mother gently stroked the top of Agarwood's hair, wishing her a smooth life in the future, wishing her wishes would come true, and wishing her——

San Sheng Sheng was in a daze. If Chen Xiang knew, she was Liu Sanxia——

puff~

The Third Holy Mother couldn't hold it back and laughed directly.

Chenxiang looked at her doubtfully: "Mother, I said I would go to the temple fair tomorrow. Why are you laughing?"

The Third Holy Mother hurriedly covered her lips with a veil, "Okay, okay, just go!"

……

The next day, it was Mr. Rat who came back to report the news.

"Madam, something bad happened! Miss, she, she -"

Mr. Mouse's eyes were dazzled. The Third Holy Mother had come to him from the hall, and a pair of jade hands clamped his wrist like tearing through iron and stone: "What's wrong with my son?!"

Mr. Rat endured the pain and said, "When the lady saw an injustice on the road, she drew her sword to help, but she drew the sword too fast and chopped down the guard's son!"

The Third Holy Mother blinked: "Cut someone else? Oh, that's okay."

The next moment, a furious voice sounded, "It's okay to chop someone down?!"

Liu Yanchang strode in angrily. He had not yet put down his burden and was covered in dust. After glaring at his wife, he looked at Mr. Rat: "How is the guard's son injured?!"

Mr. Rat moved his eyes away guiltily and stammered: "Head, there is a hole in the head, man, man, he is gone!"

Liu Yanchang's eyes darkened and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already on the bed, with his wife and daughter sitting beside him. They were drinking tea and eating cakes, enjoying themselves happily.

The scene before he fell into coma quickly came to mind. Liu Yanchang's expression changed. He lifted up the brocade quilt on his body, got down to the ground barefoot, grabbed Agarwood's hand and said, "My son! Run!"

The Third Holy Mother looked surprised: "Why are you running?"

Liu Yanchang said angrily: "She killed someone and didn't run away?! She always refuses to study well when I ask her to study! It's all you! Doting on a girl is like killing a girl!"

The Third Holy Mother laughed angrily: "Take a closer look. Are these refreshments sent by the prefect's mansion?! The son of the prefect has been revived by me!"

Liu Yanchang: "..."

He knew that his wife was magical, but he didn't expect that she was so magical!
Liu Yanchang was silent for a moment, then waved his hands: "Chenxiang, you go out first, your mother and I have something to talk about!"

Chenxiang was eager to run away, so she responded and was about to go out when Liu Yanchang called out to him again: "Wait a minute, how did you get into trouble with the governor's son? Tell the truth!"

Chen Xiang looked aggrieved, "It's not my fault!"

Liu Yanchang's eyes widened: "If you don't blame me, who do you blame!"

San Sheng Sheng took a sip of tea noodles and said, "It's really not the fault of Chenxiang."