Chapter 256 Mr. Hongchen Yixiao (20 monthly tickets)

A regular customer next to him immediately shouted, "A Huan! Return the newspaper to him quickly! I have a newspaper here, look at me!"

After pausing, the familiar guest smiled shyly and said, "Can you read Mr. Liang's new work first?"

Seeing that the regular customers were about to quarrel again, Song Huanxi smiled and said, "Don't you have to read them first and then? You guys will argue again, I won't read these two articles today."

This sentence is more effective than anything else without reading it, and the regular customers immediately closed their mouths in disappointment.

Song Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly picked up the newspaper and searched it. According to experience, it should be in the serialization of the supplement-

Song Huanxi raised his eyebrows, "The Return of the Condor Heroes" as always occupies the headlines of the supplement, and "The Swordsman of the Passionate Sword" occupies the other half of the country.

She turned to the next page impatiently, and in an instant, her eyes suddenly opened, "Gillian and A Qiang"!

It's her book!

When she first named her, she felt rustic and tactfully stated in the letter whether she could change her name, such as the romance of night school. When Chinese falls in love with English, you say Chinese, I will translate it-

The editor of the reviewer told her tactfully that this is a fine wine and a coffee... The opinion of brushing the pot of water is very elegant. Think about your main readers and give them a too elegant name. Will they be interested?

Song Huanxi thought about it again, his own book was called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and the latter one was simply called "The Legend of Condor Heroes"-

Just, quite straightforward.

But they are very popular.

Song Huanxi simply gave up struggling. Now, when I look at "Gillian and A Qiang", I feel quite pleasant.

The regular customers were already urging her to work. Song Huanxi glanced at the main text and turned back to the previous page, preparing to start reading from "The Relentless Swordsman".

As for her own articles, Song Huanxi actually didn't plan to read them. It's okay to read other people's articles, but reading their own articles inexplicably felt strange.

It’s like when reading Tang poetry, when I think of the passionate words of the great poets and feel the world, I feel very passionate. But if I want to recite the Tang poetry passionately in front of everyone, my mouth will instantly turn into a clam shell.

Before Song Huanxi officially read the newspaper, he looked into the corner in a conventional way—

Hey hey hey hey hey hey!

Lu Xingbang is here, and Guo Hansang is here too!

These two people didn't see each other for the first few days, and they came together all of a sudden--

The joy in Song Huanxi's heart was like a wave of rising tide, rolling upwards, and even her voice became high: "...A Fei walked slowly and calmly, just like Tie Chuanjia first saw him, looking so lonely and so tired."

As before, when the girl's voice sounded in the noodle hall, all the noise instantly dissipated, and even the sound of sucking the face became lighter.

Guo Yunchen and Lu Xingbang naturally would not speak out and break the rules. Both of them were focused on listening to books, but their postures were different:

Guo Yunchen's handsome face was full of concentration, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if this could capture all the girl's voices, and he did not even let go of the last sound of the slightest ending sound.

Lu Xingbang leaned lazily on the back of the chair. His idle posture made people unsurprising that if the bones could disperse, he could turn into a pool of mud.

But not all novels are liked by the two. When encountering a less interesting plot, the actions of the two are surprisingly consistent.

I picked up the newspaper on the table, flipped it around casually, and when I met the title of interest, I glanced at it.

Lu Xingbang suddenly exclaimed, instantly attracting Guo Yunchen's attention. He subconsciously looked at the page that Lu Xingbang had flipped, and was slightly stunned.

Lu Xingbang also spoke at the right time, using the volume that only two people heard: "Did the wine and the water of the pot turn into the water of the pot turn and the water of the pot turn? What should I do in English?!"

"Gillian and A Qiang are so funny. Can the name be more rustic?"

Guo Yunchen also thinks so. Mingbao relies on serialized martial arts novels to attract popularity. The audience can imagine how many people who like to read classical martial arts novels are interested in English!

Just like in this wonton shop, everyone knows what water is for watering a pot. If it comes to the transliteration name, coffee, few people know about it.

Guo Yunchen shook his head and was about to move his gaze away, but he swept a familiar name out of the corner of his eyes.

A smile on the world?!

After browsing the ground, Guo Yunchen's head turned around and looked over with bright eyes-

That's right!

Below the titles Gillian and Aqiang, they were clearly marked, and Hongchen smiled!

Guo Yunchen spread his hands directly, "Brother Lu, can I take a look?"

Lu Xingbang raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know where this serialized novel mixed with several English words touched Boss Guo, he simply handed over the newspaper-

He woke up, he remembered that this newspaper seemed to be brought by Boss Guo.

Guo Yunchen studied in the UK when he was young and was naturally familiar with English. He swept it up with a glance:

Aqiang always carried an old blue cloth pocket and shuttled through the alleys of Kowloon City, collecting some of the rags from the previous dynasty, and then selling them.

...

After reading only half of the article, Guo Yunchen was sure that the author, who signed Hongchen Yixiao, was the one who submitted scripts to Rongchang every few days!

It is also his calligraphy master!

The reason is very simple. Every writer has his writing habits. When the world smiles, he is an author who likes to use it to turn things around.

Guo Yunchen also gave a tactful advice, but Hongchen smiled and said that if he abandoned these two words, he would not know how to write an article.

Guo Yunchen had no choice but to give up and focus on the content of the script written by Hongchen Yixiao.

Unfortunately, the writing style of the world's smile is becoming more and more exquisite, but the story is always a little bit worse in terms of excitement.

When he first refused the manuscript, he would still speak carefully. The people behind him gradually became numb, and he always felt like he was stabbing Hongchen with a smile and a knife.

The words and sentences that rejected the manuscript became more and more concise: Sorry, I'm sorry, I hope to continue working hard—

Even now that I saw Mr. Hongchen’s manuscript put into the newspaper, Guo Yunchen was even happier than me - I just glanced at the title and went to work.

After Guo Yunchen confirmed that this Mr. Hongchen Yixiao was his Mr. Hongchen Yixiao, the big rock hanging in his heart landed on the ground. He felt relieved and read this article "Gillian and A Qiang" again as a pure reader.

Seeing Aqiang's initial embarrassment, although Guo Yunchen had not experienced it, he could feel it. He couldn't help but sigh that Mr. Hongchen's writing skills had improved again.

When he saw Aqiang enter the night school to study, he misunderstood the excuse me as asking for directions. Guo Yunchen suddenly burst into laughter.

When Aqiang asked if he could be with the teacher, Guo Yunchen couldn't help but praise him, his film company needs such talents in this adaptability!

In the blink of an eye, the two thousand words serialization ended. Guo Yunchen felt quite impressed and couldn't help but read it from the beginning.

...After a while, Aqiang heard a nice voice, and what he taught was a sentence he heard in the cafe today: "Excuse me?"

...

A nice sound?

Guo Yunchen's heart moved, if Ahuan came to read this sentence Excuse me—

He looked up suddenly and looked at the girl ahead.

Since I finished writing it in a hurry and sent it directly, I have left many messages - all of them are typos!

Let me talk about it here. I will change it when I see it. I will not reply when I change it. I will reply if I cannot change it. I will reply if I cannot change it. After more than a certain number of days, the text will be locked. You have to find an editor to change it. For a word, I will find the boss.

It's better to show it!
Chapter completed!