Bai Sang felt that what he had written was pretty good, "Why not write it? Doesn't it look good?"
she asked a little uncomfortable.
I thought I wrote pretty well.
Shu Zhengqing was embarrassed to hit her and whispered: "It's not bad, it's just..."
I'm embarrassed to say the rest.
Bai Sang looked at him and leaned over, "Just what? Tell me, I'll change it."
She also wrote it with modern people's thinking in mind. I don't know what taboos there were in ancient times.
Shu Zhengqing coughed lightly, "The sense of substitution is too strong, which is not good for people."
"Ah?" Bai Sang was a little confused, "Ms. sir, please be more straightforward."
"The sense of immersion is too strong, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable."
"A sense of immersion?" Bai Sang looked at his manuscript and suddenly smiled: "It would be better to have a stronger sense of immersion, so it will look better."
Now she was relieved.
Shu Zhengqing sighed when he heard what she said.
"Madam, I didn't let you read it, but you started writing it yourself."
He pinched his forehead and said with a little headache.
Bai Sang snorted: "I can't read it, so I have to write it myself. I also plan to sell it for money."
Thinking that I have never subsidized the family, my husband is still studying.
My parents have been short of money when looking for stores recently.
"Selling money? You can't sell it." Shu Zhengqing heard this and shook his head without even thinking.
Bai Sang smiled: "Of course, I will let your boy sell it."
Shu Zhengqing looked at her and realized that she was serious.
this…
"Madam, I'm almost ready to try. Don't worry about your family's money." Shu Zhengqing was still a little reluctant to let her write this.
"Do you think you can get money if you know how to test? I won't allow you to be a corrupt official!" Bai Sang's face turned slightly serious and he spoke very seriously.
Shu Zhengqing nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know."
Of course it is.
Bai Sang was then satisfied and continued writing with his head down.
Shu Zhengqing stared at her serious attitude and thought of a certain sentence written by the lady, "Madam..."
"Huh?" Bai Sang didn't raise his head.
"Madam... what you wrote... don't you want to give yourself to me? Did you come up with this sentence yourself?" Shu Zhengqing's cheeks turned red.
Bai Sang then raised his head and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it was also the inspiration given to me by my husband."
"Did I give it to you?" Shu Zhengqing's voice was trembling.
"Yes, I asked Xianggong Jiji what he wanted to give me, and Xianggong said I'd rather talk about it later. That's what inspired me."
Now Shu Zhengqing's whole person felt wrong.
Bai Sang didn't find him unnatural. Her storybook was written very smoothly.
The two protagonists were found from her and her husband. Some of the sweet plots were fantasized in her heart.
Now that I write it, I have no regrets.
In the past, Shu Zhengqing was always very serious about reading, and Bai Sang would also look for things to do.
After reading these manuscripts today, Shu Zhengqing became distracted.
When I go to the teacher to ask questions, I am always absent-minded.
Mr. Zhang was a little confused as to what could happen to distract him, a student who usually only knows how to read.
He hit his palm with a ruler and asked directly.
Of course, Shu Zhengqing was embarrassed to say the reason for his distraction, so he just used the reason that he didn't sleep well last night.
Over there, Bai Sang had just finished writing tens of thousands of words. She thought that when her husband came back, she would ask the boy next to him to take him to the bookstore.
Wait and wait.
Bai Sang not only waited for the husband to come, but also waited for Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang went to chat with the book master, while Bai Sang looked at the teacher in front of him looking for status as a parent.
I was a little confused for a moment...
The eighth update is complete, can I ask for some monthly tickets~
(End of chapter)