Since 1983

"uncle!"

"Um."

In the small study, Shan Tianfang, who was wearing glasses, was writing at his desk, when he saw Xu Fei coming in, he responded casually, and continued to type.

Xu Fei was so polite, he picked up a persimmon and gnawed it, and saw a few sheets of manuscript paper stacked on his desk, on which it was written:

"Yu He Yu Jiulian, nicknamed the Eight Hundred Invincible Hands of Horizontal Pushing, Xuanyuan came back as a martial sage

Brief introduction: He is the younger brother of Pudu and Xuezhulian, who protects his apprentice Xia Suiliang (so he committed suicide on the edge of the cliff).

Xia Suiliang, nicknamed Golden Lantern Swordsman

Introduction: Listening to the Kunlun monk's slander, the three churches conspired against the Baiyun swordsman, and the Sanxian Island set up a seven-star tower to frame the heroes.

Long Yunfeng, nicknamed the Flying Witch

Brief introduction: Holding Guan Yue's shameful light to sweep the magic sword, met by chance after Xu Liang returned to his hometown to bury his father, Xin Xing taught Xu Liang swordsmanship together, and asked Xu Liang to agree to kill a person in the future. Later, he killed Kunlun monk and Gu Yue monk at the golden lantern array in Bagua Mountain, and was killed by Xia Suiliang again.

Features: Laughing is worse than crying. "

"ha!"

Xu Fei was amused, this page actually contained the settings of various characters, and then looked at it again, it was the beginning of "Heroes with White Eyebrows".

He has studied storytelling and knows the terminology in the industry. The audience seems to be very simple, but when he touches Barabara's lips, he is actually very knowledgeable.

For example, opening the face refers to the appearance of the characters. A good opening will make the characters lively and powerful.

At the end of the display, it refers to the scene of telling the story.

La Dian refers to the introduction of allusions in books.

Shudan refers to the protagonist of storytelling.

Shu Jin refers to positive, humorous and funny characters.

柁子, refers to the climax and important chapters in the book.

Just like what was written on the manuscript paper: "This man is eight feet tall, with sloping shoulders, two big crane legs, a face like purple goat liver, small eyes, a hooked nose, and a water chestnut mouth. Eyebrow."

This kind of open face is called vivid, and the audience will have an impression immediately.

After Xu Fei flipped through a stack of papers, he found that Shan Tianfang's creation was extremely rigorous. The background of the story, character settings, weapons, martial arts rankings, character relationships, etc. were clearly arranged in advance.

After writing these, write the body of the story.

Oh, the uncle was born decades earlier, otherwise he would be a platinum god in later generations.

He was flirting here, and Shan Tianfang also completed a look back. He straightened his waist and said with a smile, "I've finished watching it all? How do you feel?"

"It feels like a reminder!"

"What are you urging?"

"Just let you write quickly, when will this book be finished?"

"It will take half a year if you don't say anything. What, do you have something to do?" Shan Tianfang was quite surprised.

"It's okay, I just want to see it in a hurry."

Xu Fei put down the manuscript paper, sat down on the small sofa, and asked again: "My lord, after the writing of this book is finished, will the copyright be in your hands?"

"What is copyright?"

"It's the copyright, which proves that this book is yours, uh..."

He slammed it down, there is no copyright law in China, damn it, it's too early to say.

Shan Tianfang was quite confused by this guy's operation, and asked: "Your boy is acting weird today, there is nothing wrong, please tell me if you have something to do."

"Oh, it's all right, I'll just drop by... It's okay, my mother is still waiting for me to eat, I'm going back!"

Xu Fei stood up, and ran away in panic under Shan Tianfang's inexplicable gaze.

At the beginning of January 1985, the weather was still very cold, there was no wind, and it was dry and cold.

He rode a bicycle through this dusty city, went to sit at Chen Xiaoxu's house for a while, and then turned into a familiar alley, and greeted his neighbors in a gentle and courteous manner.

No one would have guessed that just a week ago, this motivated young man who was regarded as "capable of filming TV dramas" in the eyes of everyone, manipulated a huge game of poker with his own hands.

Xu Fei's character is actually very complicated, sometimes very contradictory, at the same time crazy and savage, but also gentle and delicate, both rough and unrestrained, and sentimental.

And these things are well integrated in a person, forming a unique attraction. The deeper the contact, the more handsome the person's facial features and looks.

Because as the saying goes, a good-looking skin is good-looking, and an interesting soul loves where to go!

"Ring ring!"

Xu Fei rang the bell and approached the door, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhang Guiqin waiting there, clasping his hands, his face turning purple from the cold.

He kicked it a few times, and wondered: "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Wait until you come back. You've been gone for a long time. I thought you were robbed."

"Who robbed me in broad daylight?"

"That may not be true. Our family is in danger now. You should really pay attention."

Xu Fei's head was sweating. Ever since the father and son brought home a box of money, the old lady was a little dazed. She had to walk around outside the toilet three times to avoid falling into the ditch even when she took a shit.

Referred to as persecution delusions.

When the two entered the room, he and Xu Xiaowen, who was sitting on the kang, looked at each other, expressing their helplessness.

Zhang Guiqin was nagging about getting ready for dinner, and brought a pot of cabbage and a plate of pickled radishes, but they were gone.

"Didn't I buy half a catty of meat yesterday?" Xu Xiaowen scratched in the basin.

"However, what kind of meat do you eat during the Chinese New Year? I'm afraid that others will not know that our family is rich?" My mother was confident.

"..."

Xu Fei also looked at it. Forget about the cabbage, there is only a little bit of oil floating on the soup, which looks pitiful.

This can't work!

He thought for a while and asked, "Mom, are you still teaching now?"

"Teach, but now there are few members of the regiment, and there are not many students left."

"Then what do you do all day?"

"Stay in the group."

"Then why don't you do it, and open your own shop. Just open a small restaurant, sell breakfast in the morning, and hire two or three people. It's not a bourgeois restoration. The store doesn't need to be too big, five or six tables, plus decoration and labor. Not even a thousand dollars."

"Open, open a restaurant?"

Zhang Guiqin felt that the topic changed a little quickly, and said confusedly: "I'm fine in the group."

"What's the matter? You don't go on stage now, and you don't have a student to guide you. You go there to eat melon seeds all day long? You are only forty years old, don't live like an old lady, you need to have a second life."

"Bah, don't talk nonsense, what second spring!"

Zhang Guiqin turned her head and complained, "Look, you don't care?"

"Oh, I think what Xiao Fei said makes sense."

"Old Xu, you don't have a fever, do you?" Mom opened her eyes wide.

"Why do I have a fever? You earn tens of dollars a month. It's boring to earn. You can still move around with a store. Don't you think you've gained weight recently?"

"Ah, I'm fat?"

My mother is a dancer anyway, so she pinched her stomach quickly.

Xu Xiaowen used to look down on the so-called "devious ways", but after going to Spring City, his thoughts have changed significantly.

Xu Feite likes this kind of parents, who are willing to grow up and make progress, instead of clinging to their own old ideas and fighting with others. They can't allow their children to say the slightest mistake, and they don't know it when they are eliminated from the society.

Zhang Guiqin was still very worried, and said: "Our house is not safe now, and opening a store will make people miss it even more?"

"What are you thinking about all day long? The money is all in the bank. What's not safe? Besides, no one knows! So much money can't be put away, you have to spend it when you need it.

If you are really worried, the song and dance troupe will give you sick leave first, and I also have friends in the industrial and commercial side, so the whole self-employed license is not difficult. "

"..."

Zhang Guiqin was besieged by the two, and her thoughts began to float, "Then, then I will try first."

…………

In the middle of the night, the north wind finally blew outside.

Needle-nosed holes and strong winds, it is a custom in the Northeast to paper all the windows, otherwise they will freeze to death.

Zhang Guiqin lay on the kang, listening to the north wind raging outside the window, unable to fall asleep no matter what. She simply got up, opened the door to look at her son, saw that Xu Fei was sleeping soundly, and went back to the pit.

"Hey! Hey!"

"Well!"

Xu Xiaowen was awakened by the stabbing, and said in a daze, "What are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Don't sleep..."

She turned her husband's face and said in a low voice: "Don't you feel that Xiao Fei is so different from before?"

"What's the matter?"

"What's wrong! I always feel a little scared."

"Tsk, the Eighteenth Change of the Women's University, won't our children be allowed to grow up?"

Xu Xiaowen was disturbed so much that he couldn't sleep, and said: "He used to nest here, what world has he seen? Since he went to the capital last year, look, his horizons have broadened and he has more ideas. Now he still doesn't leave the book. I also saw him reading a book on antique identification during the day.

Did he have such thoughts before? Explain that the child has grown up and understands that he has to do something. What is the difference between being a man without dreams and a novel that lacks this chapter? They are all salted fish.

Besides, it doesn't matter if it doesn't change, it's our son after all. "

"..."

Zhang Guiqin thought for a long time, then lay down again, "Yes, it's our son after all, let's sleep."