After He Yunxiao hid the martial arts novels that Fan Ziruo couldn't read, he felt relaxed.
He Yunxiao knew Fan Zi's weak observation skills.
I brought so many books with me, but I didn't give her a few of them, which easily aroused her suspicion. With suspicion, there will be distrust, and with distrust, you will lose favorability.
Favorability is life!
It's still the life of two people.
Now, the book is hidden and my life is saved.
comfortable.
Those three martial arts novels that Fan Ziruo can't read have merits in their action descriptions, which are very vivid and lively. It would be a shame to lose it. After He Yunxiao was going to finish his study in Fan Manor at noon, when he was going home for dinner, he secretly walked under the fruit tree, dug out the novel and took it home.
In Qi State, books are still a luxury, even if you don't read them, it's very cost-effective to wipe your butt, and you can't waste them.
He Yunxiao came to the study of Fan's mansion with ease, and Fan Ziruo had already sat down at the table waiting for him.
He Yunxiao knocked on the door politely, and entered the room politely.
"Zi weak, early."
Fan Ziruo got up from the chair, saluted He Yunxiao politely and said, "Mr. He, good morning."
He Yunxiao sat at the desk and took out the book as before.
Fan Ziruo saw that he was busy, and casually said, "My lord remembered what you wanted to say to me when you left last night?"
He Yunxiao paused when he took the book, carefully recalling what he wanted to say at the time. I found my head was empty and I couldn't think of anything.
He subconsciously wanted to make nonsense, but suddenly thought about Nan Zhu's wife.
Nan Zhu's wife was killed by his nonsense.
He Yunxiao dispelled the nonsense, and smiled sincerely: "I'm sorry Ziwei, I still haven't remembered."
Although Fan Ziruo wanted to know what He Yunxiao wanted to say at that time, but she was sensible and understood the general situation, so naturally she would not take these small things to heart.
He nodded and said "it's okay", so he didn't get entangled.
He Yunxiao piled up the martial arts picture books and martial arts novels he collected from He Fu's study room on the table, thinking about how to find a reason to send them to Fan Ziruo, but before he could come up with a reason, Fan Ziruo gave them to Fan Ziruo first. It gave He Yunxiao something to watch.
A stack of manuscript paper.
"My lord, Zi Ruo wrote it last night."
Fan Ziruo handed the manuscript paper to He Yunxiao with both hands, his eyes averted a little, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was a little ashamed.
Seeing her like this, He Yunxiao remembered that when they broke up yesterday, she really meant to rewrite a new novel. Looking at the thick stack of manuscript paper again, He Yunxiao was secretly amazed.
This Miss Fan's mobility is really high, she writes as soon as she says, and she writes so much.
He Yunxiao's character has always been "a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring", and since Fan Ziruo handed him the novel with both hands, there is no reason for him not to accept it with both hands.
He Yunxiao took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, then respectfully took Fan Ziruo's manuscript with both hands.
Others respect your hobbies, which can increase your favorability the most.
[Fan Ziruo's favorability degree changed from 66 to 68]
"It's Zi Ruo who asked the young master to look at it, the young master doesn't have to do this."
Seeing that He Yunxiao paid so much attention to it, Fan Ziruo was happy, but he still persuaded him.
He Yunxiao asked: "Did you just write it last night?"
"Um."
"So, I was the first to see it?"
"Yes."
He Yunxiao had a strange feeling. He didn't know much about bullying Fan Ziruo, so he tentatively asked, "Then Ziruo's first time, I took it?"
Of course Fan Ziruo thought that what He Yunxiao was talking about was a novel, so he nodded seriously and said, "Yes. Take it, my lord."
Looking at Fan Ziruo's dignified and beautiful appearance, listening to her say such words.
He Yunxiao was a little excited. in various senses.
hiss…
Difficult...
How much is the favorability... 68... It's almost there...
Nuclear power arable land…
His thoughts almost went to a place where he could not pass the trial, so He Yunxiao had no choice but to quickly recover his mind, holding the new novel given to him by Fan Ziruo, and read it word by word.
First read the first two hundred characters, um, it is a story about a female warrior trying to kill a male warrior.
Holding the manuscript in his hand, He Yunxiao sneaked a glance at Fan Ziruo.
Why does she always want to kill men
Wouldn't there be that tendency
It shouldn't be, if there is, the system will write it in the character.
Fan Ziruo has been nervously waiting for He Yunxiao to give her a review after reading it. After seeing He Yunxiao secretly looking at her instead of reading the novel, he felt a little bad.
"Sir, you can talk about anything you have."
When Fan Ziruo spotted him peeking, He Yunxiao quickly looked away.
"Well. It's okay so far, I'll take a look."
What a ghost!
What is this writing
In the beginning, the two were fighting, and the time, background, motivation, and characters were not explained!
Let me see a hammer!
Probably because yesterday's martial arts practice was effective, Fan Ziruo's description of the fighting was indeed more detailed.
That's the only advantage.
He Yunxiao continued to read patiently. After all, it was a friend's novel, so he had to give a review after reading it. If this was an online article, she would have been rewarded with a big exit button long ago. Not even a trace of observation will be left.
He Yunxiao watched patiently, and the more he watched, the more impatient he became. All in all, in the following plot, these two people were still fighting.
Because there is no explanation of the time, place, characters, and motives, although the plot of the fight is full of writing and descriptions are in place, there is no sense of substitution at all. The two people in the novel have no emotional resonance with the readers, so it can be said that they have failed.
Fortunately, Fan Ziruo's hairpin lowercase is still very handsome, and the characters are like a person, which somewhat wiped away He Yunxiao's dissatisfaction.
After reading one page, He Yunxiao opened the manuscript paper, and when he went to the next page, he found that it was gone...
Why did you give me such a thick stack of manuscript paper with only one page...
He Yunxiao realized a very serious matter.
"Zi Wei, how long did it take you to write this page of the novel?"
"Two hours."
He Yunxiao: ...
I wrote more than a thousand words in four hours, this...
He Yunxiao immediately stopped his thinking about online writing, and he secretly calculated that this speed is actually quite fast among authors who write physical books.
He Yunxiao has always been aware of Fan Ziruo's shortcomings.
To put it bluntly, she doesn't know how to tell stories.
There are a lot of problems such as not giving readers the information needed in the story, the plot has no ups and downs, and so on. In short, it doesn't tell a story.
But when he thought of Fan Ziruo's hard-won 68 favorability now, He Yunxiao couldn't say the words of criticism that came out of his mouth.
He Yunxiao knew that if she didn't say something, she wouldn't understand it. But, to tell the truth, the price is the 68 favorability points obtained through hard work!
He Yunxiao hesitated.
He thought, just lie to coax her, and after coaxing her to 80 favorability, tell her the truth...
But this idea was immediately rejected by He Yunxiao himself.
Damn, why do I want to play this trick again? Think about how Nanzhu's wife disappeared!
"Young Master." Seeing He Yunxiao hesitate there, Fan Ziruo could guess something.
"Young Master, Zi Ruo knows."
He Yunxiao asked in surprise, "What do you know?"
"My novel is not well written."
He Yunxiao didn't intend to go the old way of deceiving little girls. With Nan Zhu's wife's education, he has completely realized his mistake.
Putting down the manuscript paper in his hand, He Yunxiao asked, "Do you know where the writing is not good?"
Fan Ziruo's hands were tangled with each other on the table, but he said with a smile on his face, "Looking at the young master's appearance, he is hesitant to speak. If there is only one shortcoming, the young master will probably not hesitate like this. So, my novel, probably It's not good anywhere."
He Yunxiao sighed in his heart.
I have to say that sister Ziwei is still too smart.
This is indeed He Yunxiao's idea, but he has changed his mind now.
He Yunxiao reached out and grabbed Fan Ziruo's tangled little hand on the table, looking straight into her eyes with awe-inspiring eyes.
"Zi weak, I just want you to tell me one thing, are you happy when you write novels?"
Fan Ziruo is the one who knows best whether a man and a woman can accept or not. Of course she doesn't want He Yunxiao to hold her hand, but now He Yunxiao looks at her like the warm winter sun, warm and powerful, making her forget her movements.
Facing He Yunxiao's question, she subconsciously replied, "Well, happy."
"Zi Ruo, trust me. Don't care about other people's opinions, as long as you are happy, then your novel is the best!"
[Fan Ziruo's favorability degree changed from 68 to 73]
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