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Volume 2 Music Festival Chapter 145 Magical Literature

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    Although he hasn't started writing yet, Chen Mo, who was thinking while driving, had a flood of ideas in his mind. In just half an hour's journey from the company to his home, he had already completed the general framework of this Western novel.

    ? Updates quickly.

    We have even planned out the cultivation system in the book.

    In reality, since China has methods of cultivation, foreign countries must also have them. Although in the era of rampant thermal weapons, foreign cultivation systems have suffered all kinds of destruction and blows that are even more exaggerated than those in China, and many have already  die.  However, the old man of the Chen family, who has traveled in Europe for many years, has often secretly learned various Western arts and secrets from ancient families in Western countries. As the direct descendant of the Chen family, Chen Mo naturally knows this well.

    Therefore, Chen Mo, who is preparing to do something big next, can be said to have a very detailed understanding of the Western practice system. As for Western legends, the magical world like the fairy tales in Eastern legends, Chen Mo also combined it with later Internet articles.  There are detailed and complete preparations for various games.

    Sitting quietly in front of the computer, Chen Mo, accompanied by the "crackling" sound of keyboard typing, listed the outline of the full text in less than half an hour, and then thought about it while typing on the keyboard, and soon finished the first episode.  The central idea and general chapter names of more than 300,000 words have been written down, and they are just waiting for Chen Mo to describe them in words, fill in the blank spaces with professional words, and write a perfect and mysterious magical novel.  His first book to be released to the world.

    After creating the text document, Chen Mo tapped four big words on the homepage: Magical Journey.  Then comes the first episode: The House of Merit.  Chapter One: Reborn Baby.  Then comes the eloquent text.  Chen Mo's mind was full of ideas, and he wrote with great concentration. After he calmed down, his fingers kept jumping on the keyboard with afterimages. Although the "cracking" tapping sound was not high in decibels, the dense and trivial sounds made him feel  The quiet room suddenly became lively.

    ??In addition, the golden warm sun gradually sets in the west in winter, shining in the small room, under the sunlight that comes through the glass.  Tiny dust particles of various colors are busy, making the whole room warm and fresh compared to Chen Mo's still and moving figure.

    As the sunlight gradually reaches the east wall.  The sky gradually dimmed and darkened, until the last ray of sunlight was hidden behind the buildings in the west.  The computer screen glowed brighter and brighter against the dim surroundings.  Chen Mo, who felt dazzled, realized that time was flowing through his fingertips for another afternoon.

    He didn't get up, he just clasped his middle finger with his right thumb and flicked toward the door. A gust of wind flew out silently, and then he heard a soft "pop" sound, followed by the soft orange light on the ceiling.  The originally gloomy room became heart-warming.

    Selecting the text he just wrote and looking at the word count in the statistics column, Chen Mo smiled happily: "Nearly 80,000 words in five hours, which is not a bad speed. Put aside the Spring Festival Gala rehearsals and some necessary entertainment. And  One week is more than enough to revise the manuscript"

    But Chen Mo remembered one more thing, and immediately felt that his time was a little short: "Magic Journey" needs to be written in English!  If necessary, it even has to be translated into other languages. You must know that Europe is not a world of English!  He now just writes in Chinese.  However, it still requires careful translation, which is the basis for distribution abroad.  Although many people would come to help as long as he said it, Chen Mo didn't believe that others could express the connotation of his book.  Translation is also a science!

    Feeling that time was urgent, Chen Mo turned off his cell phone after dinner and began to create without hearing what was going on outside the window.  The first episode is roughly calculated to require more than 300,000 words to complete.  But by three o'clock in the morning, the Chinese manuscript had written more than 200,000 words, but not a word had been touched in the other language versions.  However, it is not difficult to translate. After all, it is a text written by himself. The content and the main line are very familiar. Chen Mo believes that with his speed, he will be able to complete it quickly.

    In the next few days, Chen Mo's mind was basically focused on the creation of "Magic Journey". After dealing with Zhao An's program review, Chen Mo did not go to CCTV to report every morning and then disappeared in front of everyone.  sight.  Zhao An was angry and funny, but with Xiang Xiaomei, the prince's daughter who always regarded herself as "sister", Zhao An did not dare to say a word loudly.  Moreover, Chen Mo's serious rehearsals every day left Zhao An speechless. After all, it is a rare work with perfect content, novel structure, and good themes. Moreover, as an author and performer, Chen Mo has shown an increasingly profound  The acting skills of a veteran actor with more than ten years of skill really satisfied Zhao An to the extreme, and he couldn't find any faults.

    Another thing that Chen Mo is more concerned about is the release of his novel "The Sword of the Blue Ming". Although it is already the second part, Chen Mo's thoughts on this novel areIt was the heaviest and the one he cared about most at the moment.  Fortunately, he lived up to his sincerity and the release of the second part was a success.  On weekdays, Chen Mo rarely goes out on the streets, except to buy groceries. He has almost become the most honest otaku after the millennium.  Chen Mo almost never leaves home, whether he teaches the girl Kung Fu in the park on time every morning or goes to the street to buy groceries.

    Two days ago, Chen Mo went to the vegetable market and found that many vendors were holding up his copy of "Yu Jian Qing Ming" and reading. He laughed and sighed when he read the book. If he saw the protagonist being bullied,  At this time, everyone must have gnashed their teeth and loudly cursed the villain's despicability and viciousness, scaring many people who were shopping for food to retreat.  Some grocery buyers also love "The Sword of the Blue". As soon as the vegetable baskets are put away, they will discuss the plots in the book with the vendors.  People talk about it.  Looking at their lively looks, it's as if they are members of the book. Each of them has unique insights and extraordinary knowledge.  After listening to a lot of discussions among everyone, Chen Mo really heard a lot about the minor flaws in the book. Although they are harmless, they are flaws after all, aren't they?

    Chen Mo couldn't help but shook his head and sighed while carrying a basket of vegetables that were obviously oversupplied by the vendors.  He thought of the old man's words: "The eyes of the masses are sharp! The power of the people is great!" Although his personal power is almost at the top of the world, and his brain power is extraordinary, he cannot defeat "the strength of the people" after all.  of strength.

    Chen Mo was thoughtful all the way out of the vegetable market. When he arrived in front of the building and was about to go upstairs, his eyes dimmed intuitively. When he looked up, he saw little sister Xiang standing in front of him with a puzzled expression. After looking up and down for a while,  .  He asked with an embarrassed look: "Excuse me, do you know me?"

    Chen Mo smiled secretly in his heart.  No wonder Xiang Xiaomei doesn't recognize him now, even though Chen Mo is only wearing a pair of glasses at this time.  But the slightly retracted cheeks, the slightly rickety back, and the bowed legs are in stark contrast to the original clean and cheerful temperament.  It's obviously very different from usual.

    Chen Mo chuckled in a low voice, raised the food basket in his hand and said, "Let's go, Sister Xiang, today I will cook you an unforgettable vegetarian feast!" Xiang Xiaomei couldn't help but cheered, but it was not because of  The "plain feast" in Chen Mo's words was her joy at his unexpected appearance and her joy that Chen Mo had almost become another person but she could still barely recognize him.

    People, whenever they get excited, they will inevitably forget some habits, or break certain taboos such as Xiang Xiaomei at this time.  She also knew that Chen Mo was busy saving manuscripts, and she hadn't seen Chen Mo for two days.  But no matter whether he was eating, sleeping, or on the way to work, Chen Mo's fresh and gentle appearance, or his sincere and humble face, or the talent of all the world would always pop up in his mind from time to time.  Chen Mo's appearance has been deeply imprinted in her heart.

    Although Xiang Xiaomei is not young, she is an unscrupulous rookie emotionally.  She was married to a political party at a young age, and it was still in name only, but she was an upright person, and she despised extramarital affairs.  Therefore, I have been keeping my body like jade, as fresh and pure as the yellow flowers in the boudoir waiting to be called.  Although Chen Mo's shadow slowly flashed in her heart now, she only regarded Chen Mo as her younger brother, and she didn't realize that her closeness to Chen Mo had deteriorated at all.  Maybe, there really is nothing bad

    But in Chen Mo's opinion, Xiang Xiaomei was so happy that she seemed to be a little carried away. She jumped up like a teenage girl falling in love for the first time, hugged his neck like a baby, and swayed on him.  For a long time, he was still shouting happily: "I knew it was you, giggling, little brother, no matter how you change, you will definitely not escape the palm of your sister! Giggling" A laughter as clear as a silver bell rang through the front of the building.  , many people who came in and out looked at this woman who was as bright as a summer flower, but happily nestled in a man who was not worth mentioning in terms of appearance, height, or even anything else. They couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "  Cow dung, cow dung! What a pity for a flower"

    But the sweet-hearted Xiang Xiaomei doesn¡¯t care about other people¡¯s thoughts. Even if Chen Mo is really a piece of cow dung, Xiang Xiaomei will be willing to do so at this time Anyway, she is willing to get close, who can stop her?  Although Chen Mo was used to girls throwing themselves into their arms, and his fiery body also liked the soft and fresh skin of girls, his rationality was as firm as iron and he had to choose to avoid it.

    ¡°Besides, although Xiaomei Xiang is in her thirties, she is at her most beautiful period.  And she has a good figure that makes 90% of Chinese women jealous. Coupled with her excellent dress and inner charm, she is almost the most attractive among the women Chen Mo knows, or in other words, the most attractive girl.  .  If there hadn't been a voice in his heart that kept telling him: "Treat you like a younger brother to my younger sister!" Chen Mo might have started to raise his head in the past few days.  It's a pity that my feelings for Xiang Xiaomei are slowly changing, especially after not seeing each other for two days.She hurriedly pursued her and saw the hint of affection in his eyes. How could Chen Mo, an old monster in the skin of a young man, not know this?

    What should we do?

    Fortunately, Chen Mo knew that the entrance to the building with people coming and going was not a place for the two of them to be "cozy". Especially after an old lady covered her eyes and muttered "lost morals" and walked out, Chen Mo felt even more uncomfortable.  Then, he patted little sister Xiang on the shoulder. Chen Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Xiang, hurry up and go upstairs. It's cold and the vegetables are frozen. Be careful, we won't have anything to eat at noon today."

    Only then did Xiang Xiaomei come back to her senses. Although she was a little shy in her heart, she was more inexplicably happy and satisfied. While asking herself the reason, her reaction was not slow and she reached out to take it from Chen Mo's hand.  The vegetable basket, but Chen Mo was not willing to let her use her red hands to carry the cold basket.

    Chen Mo reached out and grabbed the hand that was stretched out to his little sister. Although it was delicate and soft, it made his heart move.  But the cold temperature on his hands made Chen Mo feel distressed. As he led her into the building, he used the inner temperature to moisten her palms, and said with a tone of pity that even he didn't understand: "Sister Xiang,  Why did you come here in the cold weather? Even if you came, you were waiting for me in the corridor soon, so why are you still outside? "

    I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the heating in the corridor.  Or perhaps because Chen Mo warmed his hands, Xiang Xiaomei's fair and delicate face was now slightly rosy, accompanied by a faint body fragrance.  In Chen Mo's view, he couldn't help but think of ripe apples, which are fragrant and pleasant.

    Xiang Xiaomei obediently handed the other hand to Chen Mo.  While smiling, he said: "I want to give you a surprise! But so did Zhang Hongyuan. I asked him for your address, but he only said half of it and then fell silent. He didn't know what they were doing. Even Ma Liang  Wada Xing¡¯s phone number can¡¯t be reached either, he keeps talkingso I can only wait for you outside the building."

    Chen Mo smiled clearly and said in a defensive tone: "Today is

    Yu Jian Qingming

    On the third day of the second and third parts, sellers from all over the country were in a hurry. It is estimated that they are too busy now.  "

    Xiang Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to be jumping up for joy: "Oh! I don't know yet. I have been home with the old man whenever I have time these days, and I haven't read much about the reports. Little brother, what are you doing?  If you don¡¯t bring me two books, I¡¯ll have a hard time these days. I¡¯ll be thinking about the plot of the book every day.¡±

    After going up to the second floor, Chen Mo opened the door skillfully, put the food basket aside, then found a new pair of women's cotton slippers and put them at the feet of Little Sister Xiang. After Little Sister Xiang had changed them, Chen Mo helped her  She hung her coat in the closet by the door.  Under Xiang Xiaomei's anxious gaze, he pulled her to the big cardboard box of Fourth Brother on the floor in front of the bookcase in his study, and then opened it one by one, revealing four sets of hardcover books with a total of more than forty books.  Said: "Everything is prepared for you. From the beginning

    "Kunlun's Sorrow"

    Those things about China

    The dragon and the snake rise from the land

    and current

    Yu Jian Qingming

    It¡¯s all here, how do you like it?  "

    When Xiang Xiaomei narrowed her eyes, she was as happy as the crescent moon hanging in the dark blue night sky. Instead, her red mouth opened wide. In Chen Mo's condescending gaze, she could see the white teeth and pink tongue in her mouth.  Wuyu: "Oh, little brother, you are so kind I like it so much Geez. Little brother, thank you Boo" But with the last words, Xiang Xiaomei, who was already excited, was about to burst into laughter.  , came up and placed a sweet kiss on Chen Mo¡¯s face.  As he stretched out his head to the younger sister, Chen Mo was intoxicated by the intoxicating body fragrance.

    Okay, is this what a thirty-year-old sister should do with a teenage brother?

    Although Chen Mo shouted in his heart: "Sister Xiang, you have crossed the line" But thinking of Xiang Xiaomei's emotional simplicity, Chen Mo could only be speechless.  However, Xiang Xiaomei's entire gaze had shifted to the box at this time.  Seeing her squatting down, with her graceful back curve and extremely exaggerated hip line, Chen Mo looked away with a grin, for fear of accidentally having some evil thoughts.

    Xiang Xiaomei was caressing the beautifully made books one after another. She really couldn't put them down, especially when her slender fingers gently slid across the spines of the books, as if they were afraid that they would touch the strongest part of the books with too much force.  Chen Mo smiled and said: "Sister Xiang, they are all my own things, so they are not that precious. If you like them, I will give you a set as a gift."

    Xiang Xiaomei raised her head and rolled her eyes at Chen Mo and said, "This is your first gift to my sister. How can it be compared with others? No matter how many you give, these four sets may not be as precious in my heart."  ! I want to keep these four sets of books until you rule the world for thousands of years, dominate the world, and call yourself the ancestor!"

    Speaking of which, I used to get along with Xiang Xiaomei.?Chen Mo has always treated each other politely and his thinking is normal, but when they met downstairs today, facing the faint and flickering affection toward the little sister, Chen Mo felt that he was suddenly facing the little sister.  It's dropped a lot.  And the charming look that Xiaomei Xiang gave Chen Mo with when she rolled her eyes just now made him almost unable to move his eyes away.  However, what Xiang Xiaomei said next made Chen Mo dumbfounded, making him look like a cult leader.

    Finally, Xiang Xiaomei took out the books one by one and looked at them, only to see that on the title page, Chen Mo wrote the name exaggeratedly in his unique cursive style.  Looking at the three words "Chen Jiusheng" with a high and carefree atmosphere, even Xiang Xiaomei, who was very confident in her calligraphy, couldn't help but sigh in frustration, and then she was filled with joy and pride.  But Xiang Xiaomei has some doubts: I am proud because I treat him as my younger brother, but why am I happy?  Xiang Xiaomei had a vague feeling, but it was so cloudy that she couldn't see through her true thoughts.

    Reading through the books one by one, Xiang Xiaomei looked at Chen Mo's signature and couldn't help but think of each word: dragon flying and phoenix dancing, pen moving dragon and snake, spring earthworm and autumn snake, iron painting silver hook, pen full of ink, etc., it seemed that they could all be used.  These three words can be used to describe them reasonably, but if you look at them carefully, it seems that these words are not enough to describe their beauty and joy.

    Although there are many fallacies in the so-called reading of people by words, you can still tell most of a person's temperament.  For example, Chen Mo's signature clearly reflects his inner hope for freedom and his free and unrestrained character.

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