Before Qin Haoyang finished speaking, three more sounds rang out in a relay manner:

"I want it too!"

"I want Ahuan to make up stories for me, too."

"……also."

The first one who said it was Chen Mengru, the second one with a low voice like a mosquito was Zhu Shengxiao. The last one was naturally Guanzhizhou, who was lying on the table and closed his eyes to rest!

A heroic spirit suddenly rose in Song Huanxi's heart - today she will challenge her limits!

With the paper and pen ready, Song Huanxi first wrote about Wang Yu's joys, anger, sorrows, and joys:

——The young man is good at martial arts. Today, a master discovered that his bones are clear and unique, and he is actually a piece of good and beautiful jade for practicing martial arts!

——The young man was overjoyed and became a disciple of the Grandmaster.

——Ten years later, the master was exposed, and he was a liar in the world. The young man was as if he was struck by lightning and was furious!

——He has married a junior sister of the same family, a liar's biological daughter, and has a son and a daughter!

——The boy was inexplicably sad.

——Even when his son grew up, he was attracted by famous families in the world and fell into the wall. The boy back then was already a middle-aged man, and he was very happy and talked about the boy's crazy one time.

——Time is like water. I sit quietly at home, but I suddenly receive a message. My son and his junior brother of the same school have a dispute over trivial matters, but they have started to tamper with each other. Now my life and death are uncertain!

——The middle-aged man showed horror on his face. Son, if he had one, he would not live anymore!

Song Huanxi made it all in one go, and blew the ink marks on it with great satisfaction, using all the joys, sorrows and sorrows. He also perfectly implanted a martial arts story, which is very consistent with Wang Yu's usual style!

Song Huanxi read the manuscript again, thought about it, and added another sentence at the end of the article, the middle-aged man came to a famous family, but found that his son was lively and roaming.

The person who is injured is the other party.

This time, she really put aside her pen and continued to write according to her current writing habits, and it turned into a book!

Song Huanxi directly handed the newly written manuscript to Wang Yu who ran to his desk at some point and squatted quietly.

When Wang Yu saw the first sentence, he smiled and his mouth couldn't be closed. This is his dream book!

etc!

A liar in the world?!

When he saw the second sentence, his good mood poured out three thousand miles away—

A burst of anger arose out of thin air: A talented and beautiful jade like him, he was so bright that he turned into a dark pearl!

Oh, he has a son, who is also a good man and beautiful jade? He was also taken over by a famous family in the world?!

That's all right.

It's nothing wrong!

He first bought a whip that was two thousand sounds so that everyone knew that he had a son who had entered a famous family!

...

Wang Yu finished reading in one breath and looked at Song Huanxi with a gaze, "A Huan, where is the back?"

Song Huanxi: "…the whole play ends."

Wang Yu widened his eyes: "How can the drama end? It can be a big or small thing to beat someone, but if you can't handle it well, you will drop out of school!"

Don’t ask him how he knows it. Ask him is his father’s ability to make money, and sometimes it doesn’t work!

Song Huanxi couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. Fortunately, most of the people in the class were discussing, and the voices on their side were not loud.

The main reason Cheng Gang came over to check the basic skills of each student and just shouted who would go on to perform.

The students watched the two of them at first with relish, but later they saw a student who was not prepared and went up, and they were in a mess and performed in a mess. Everyone reacted in time.

It is very likely that the next bad guy is yourself!

Therefore, the podium area where Cheng Gang is located seems to have become another world, with only one performer's world.

The rest of the classroom was crowded with people, and everyone was discussing it enthusiastically.

Wang Yu was still chattering endlessly, and Song Huanxi could no longer bear it and directly called the two thugs to come over, Guan Zhizhou and Qin Haoyang, and asked them to drag Wang Yu away.

The ears finally became quiet, and Song Huanxi picked up the pen and wrote the story of Qin Haoyang.

This is much simpler, and can be summarized in a few sentences:

——Fighting out a bloody path among many brothers, ascending the throne as emperor, and being very happy!

——The border was lost, the food and supplies were misappropriated, and I was furious!

——The general died in battle, Ma Ge’s corpse returned to the capital thousands of miles away, and a great mourn!

——The general Huzi, Lien Zhan won, regained the border, and was very happy!

——At the celebration banquet, a snow-white goose-tailed knife rushed straight to the door, fearing!

After Song Huanxi finished writing, she reviewed the routine by herself to see if there were any typos, but she quickly finished reading it for a few hundred words.

Song Huanxi frowned, it seems that it is not good to break here?

So she picked up the pen and added a few more sentences:

——It turns out that the owner of the Yanwei Knife is a young girl who came here to avenge the relatives who died in the war.

——The major general stood up in time and stopped the girl.

——I personally pleaded for this girl, but the girl didn't appreciate it. She struggled and took off the major general's helmet, her hair fell down, and a beautiful woman in military uniform appeared in the hall.

Song Huanxi blew the ink marks on it with satisfaction. Now that he was fine, he was not at all stuck.

Qin Haoyang, who was guarding his eyes beside him, looked like a big cat. As soon as Song Huanxi finished writing, he stretched out his claws, couldn't wait to pick up the letter paper and read it.

This guy was impatient and looked at the ten lines very quickly. He finished reading these hundreds of words in a blink of an eye.

Qin Haoyang suddenly looked up: "A Huan, where is the back?"

Song Huanxi blinked: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, fear, are all!"

Qin Haoyang: "...No matter what, I will look at what's behind!"

Song Huanxi's head was getting bigger. She subconsciously looked up and looked around. It happened to meet Shen Mengru's bored eyes. Song Huanxi immediately waved, "Mengru, come quickly!"

"This guy makes trouble, so I can't write your script for you now!"

Chen Mengru immediately glared at Qin Hao beside him: "Your completion, don't care about others, right?"

Qin Haoyang looked aggrieved: "I don't have one! If you don't believe me, please read this script!"

Chen Mengru took the script skeptically, and soon finished reading it, and she only had one line left: "A Huan, where is the back?"

Song Huanxi: “…”

Chen Mengru's eyes glowed, "Would it be good to use this foreign girl as my acting role?"

Song Huanxi hesitated for a moment, "I'll try."

She picked up the pen and wrote:

——The girl came back from outside happily. Her lover was from another tribe. In summer, the two tribes fought for a lush grassland. My dad would never agree to her marry this young man!

——She just approached her tent, but her grandma called her. Her grandma said that when her younger brother grew up, she would have to marry a wife in the future. She had to have her own tent and asked her to live with her.

——The girl was very angry. Many times, her mother always asked him to give in to her younger brother.

——She talked to her best friend, but found the scars on her best friend's arm, and immediately became furious: "That bastard, have you hit you again?!"

——The best friend raised his face proudly: "I did it first! I hit more! I only pick the face and hit it!"

What's the back?

Zhazha: The comet hit their planet, unfortunately, there are no living creatures.
Chapter completed!