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Chapter 535 The Wind Blows the Sails (Fourth)

In the backyard of the bookstore, Ma Feifei hurried to the rocking chair and pretended to lie down as if nothing had happened.

"Da Da Da ~"

Rapid footsteps.

"Ma Feifei... Ma Feifei." Yu Qingyang ran out of the bookstore with a look of surprise, holding the yellow quality book she wrote in her hand.

"Can you stop blah blah blah?" Ma Feifei looked at Yan Qingyang with disgust.

"Look, look." Yu Qingyang rarely showed a smile on his face, and didn't mind Ma Feifei's disgusted expression. He trotted all the way to Ma Feifei's side, and handed the yellow quality book in his hand to Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei took the book helplessly, glanced at it, and showed a surprised look: "Yo, it's yellow quality, are you so good?"

"That's it!" Yu Qingyang raised her white neck triumphantly, almost to the sky.

"Tsk tsk, congratulations." Ma Feifei smiled and sent his blessings, while turning his eyes to the book written by Yan Qingyang.

After seeing the title of the book, Ma Feifei was stunned.

"Qingyang, are you sure you are serious about the title of this book?" Ma Feifei tapped the title on the cover with his hand and asked speechlessly.

"Of course I'm serious. How about it? Isn't this a good name? Let me tell you, I thought about it for a few days before I came up with this title." Hearing Ma Feifei mention the title, Yu Qingyang became very excited and looked excited. explained.

"..."

Ma Feifei looked at Yan Qingyang's excited face, wishing to give her a slap on the face.

What is this all about?If Ma Feifei knew that the book written by Yan Qingyang was like this, Ma Feifei would not help her correct the content of the book if he was killed.

"Is there any problem?" Seeing that Ma Feifei didn't speak, Yu Qingyang asked suspiciously.

Ma Feifei shook his head, did not answer Yan Qingyang's words, opened the book silently, and began to watch the content.

……

Time flies, and Chapter 1 will be finished soon.

"Oh!" Ma Feifei sighed, closed the book, and put it into his space ring.

"Why did you take it away?" Yu Qingyang asked puzzled.

"Can you give me this book?" Ma Feifei said seriously.

"Give it to you?" Yu Qingyang was even more confused now, wouldn't books above blue quality be included in the bookshelves of the magical bookstore later?
Ma Feifei nodded, looked at Qingyang with admiration, and said: "Qingyang, your book is so well written that I don't want to show it to others, so I want to keep it for myself and read it. It is treasured."

"Really?!" Yu Qingyang smiled surprised when he heard the words, and couldn't believe that these words came from Ma Feifei's mouth.

But Ma Feifei's words still made Yan Qingyang feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

"It's more real than pearls." Ma Feifei replied seriously.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you, but you have to give it to me when I want to read it." The book written by Yan Qingyang not only has Ma Feifei in it, but also the background in ancient times, that is to say, There are Yan Qingyang's parents, and Yan Qingyang's main purpose of writing the book is to be able to enter the world of the book and meet the parents she has never seen with her own eyes.

"Of course, there is no problem." Seeing Qingyang's agreement, Ma Feifei was also relieved. This book is definitely impossible to put on the shelves, and it will be impossible for a lifetime. It's about to be destroyed.

Ma Feifei's affirmative answer made Yu Qingyang very happy. She never thought that the book she wrote could really reach the quality of yellow, and it was also the book with the highest quality so far.

In fact, Yan Qingyang's yellow-quality book is not only the first book with a yellow-quality or higher quality, but also the only one, because tens of thousands of practitioners have put their original books into practice until twelve o'clock at noon. Although there is no review, there is not a single book above the yellow quality, and there are even very few books of the blue quality, less than thirty books.

It is precisely in this way that everyone understands that high-quality books are not as simple as they imagined.

"Oh! I overestimated myself a bit." Gongsun Qiong, who had just finished evaluating the books, returned to the railing on the third floor of the Wantong Trading Market, looked at the blue quality book in her hand, and said with a sigh.

Yes, Gongsun Qiong's original books only have blue quality, and there is no yellow quality or even higher quality as imagined.

"You are already very good, I am the one who overestimated myself." Zhao Xiaodao on the side clapped the white book on his hand depressedly. She was worse than Gongsun Qiong, and the book that came out of the evaluation turned out to be a white book. This really made Zhao Xiaodao suffer a huge blow in his heart.

"Then according to what you say, isn't my heart higher than the sky?" Zhou Zhuling on the other side couldn't help smiling. She also wrote a book, but she didn't even evaluate the quality of white color. Nothing is more miserable than her.

Gongsun Qiong looked at Zhou Zhuling and said with a smile: "Zhuling, your book was just randomly rushed out last night, don't think I don't know."

Zhou Zhuling lowered her head in embarrassment upon hearing this.

"You don't need to comfort me anymore, I'm not that fragile." Gongsun Qiong turned her head to look at the Miracle Bookstore. Although she spoke lightly, Zhou Zhuling and Zhao Xiaodao at the side could hear a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Maybe it's... that Lord Saint wrote yellow quality books!" Zhao Xiaodao and Zhou Zhuling thought silently in their hearts.

"Boom~"

A subtle voice sounded, attracting the attention of a large number of practitioners.

"Huh? Why did the plum blossoms float away?" Everyone looked up, and found that the plum blossoms that had been floating from the north of the town had stopped flying, and there was only the rain of colorful colored glazes that was still falling in the sky.

With the disappearance of the Li Hua, the effect of the Colorful Glazed Rain would not be so powerful, which made all the practitioners a little depressed, and they were all about to complain when suddenly.

"Ding ~"

There was a sound in the sky, and thousands of small golden characters fell from the sky.

"It's the rain of answering questions!" Some practitioners exclaimed loudly when they saw the small golden characters flying down.

"Whoosh~"

A big man flew up and grabbed a small golden word.

"Om~"

The small golden characters turned into a paragraph and appeared in front of this big man.

"Shanglian: Goat on the mountain, goat horns on the mountain. Please read the next couplet, and you will be rewarded if you pass."

"This..." The big man was dumbfounded for a moment, he won't!
Subconsciously, he looked down, but no one would pay attention to him at this time, everyone was grabbing the small golden words that fell down.

"What I grabbed was a couplet..."

"This is an anagram..."

"I'm talking about poetry..."

One after another, the voices resounded throughout Watanabe Town, and small golden characters were continuously sprinkled all over the sky. Those who were caught would melt into titles, and those that were not caught would fall into the ground and disappear.

"Hey, what is this?"

In the backyard of the bookstore, Yan Qingyang looked up at the small golden characters that fell, and curiously stretched out his pure white hand to catch it.

"Ding ~"

The small golden characters glowed and turned into a paragraph of text.

"The wind blows the sail, is it the sail or the wind..." Qingyang read this passage, a little confused, turned to look at Ma Feifei lying on the rocking chair, and asked, "Ma Feifei, what does this mean?" ?”

Ma Feifei was reading the book written by Yan Qingyang, when he heard the words, he subconsciously replied: "It's a heartbeat."

"Heartbeat?"

(End of this chapter)