Chapter 35 Please call me Miss Yixiao (Second update)

Author: Lost Dragon

Chapter 35 Please call me Miss Yixiao (Second update)

"The gang of thieves in the hall were stunned, and some of them were even ashen-faced, cowering in a corner, not daring to move."

Song Huanxi put down the newspaper and stared at a group of regular customers. The crowded noodle shop was quiet.

After a long while, the guests woke up as if from a dream. Brother Asheng blinked: "No, no more?!"

Song Huanxi picked up the newspaper in his hand and looked at it again, and read out the four small words at the end of the article: "To be continued."

Brother Ah Sheng sighed regretfully, lowered his head and took a big mouthful of noodles, but found them to be tasteless.

Uncle Ah Shui was still mature and begged, "Ah Huan, please read the paragraph just now, okay?"

That part just now?

Song Huanxi followed Shan Ruliu, found the end of the article, and read: "The thieves in the hall were dumbfounded, there are a few——"

As soon as I read a sentence, I was interrupted by A Shuibo: "It's not this! It's the part where the pretty girl appeared earlier!"

"Really, my old man must make it so clear!"

All the regular customers burst into laughter and expressed that they all wanted to hear the beautiful girl appear again!

Song Huanxi was also amused, apologized, and read again: "Suddenly there was a clear laughter... apricot yellow shirt, white silk waistband, autumn water as the god, long eyebrows on the temples, walking step by step with a smile!"

Uncle Ashui beamed with joy when he heard this, and asked again and again: "Do it again, do it again!"

Song Huanxi burst into laughter and read it three times in a row before satisfying these regular customers.

The guests immediately started a heated discussion: Which one is more beautiful, Xiao Longnu, or the new Lian Nishang?

This is also Chi Kee Wonton Noodle House’s recent repertoire.

Originally, there were only beauties in The Legend of the Condor Heroes with wine and coffee for everyone to judge. Fortunately, Mr. Cha’s writing skills were skillful and he created enough female characters with their own merits.

Lu Wushuang, Cheng Ying's cousins, Li Mochou's master and apprentice, Huang Rong and her daughter, plus Xiao Longnu, this book alone is enough to make a list.

Naturally, Xiao Longnu is undoubtedly the top of the beauty list.

After Song Huanxi released London Beauties yesterday, Winnie used the extra points of exotic beauties to soar all the way, surpassing a lot of magical beauties, and climbed straight to the second place on the list.

Today, the Jade Rakshasa Lian Nishang in Mr. Liang’s new book won the favor of many people as soon as he appeared on the scene, and he actually competed with Xiao Longnu!

Song Huanxi smiled as she saw the regular customers chatting enthusiastically, but she felt a little worried in her heart. When she read Mr. Liang's new work, she did not mention the name of the new work, "The Legend of the White-haired Witch"... I guess, is everything okay?

Talking about the tension, two regular customers actually stood up and each raised their bowls of noodles to face each other. Whoever wins will be the winner of the beauty pageant.

The noodle shop was bustling with people, but Song Huanxi was in a trance for a moment, as if she had become a foreigner, an outsider, watching all the things happening in this mortal world.

She knew every regular customer very well, and no matter who she set her sight on, she could tell them every detail of their past experiences.

Song Huanxi has no doubt that at this moment, as long as she is given a pen, she can write down the past events of any regular customer, at least a thousand words!

A sudden realization flashed through Song Huanxi's mind: This is what Mr. Wine and Story said, write from familiar people and things!

Mr. Wine and Story really gave her a bowl!

A rice bowl!

It just depends on whether she can use this rice bowl or not. She is going to have rice!

As for her pen name, looking at the lively fireworks in front of her, she also had an idea. She might as well just make Hongchen smile!

The world of mortals and all the various aspects of life are nothing more than a stroke of writing written by the author, and Bo Jun smiles at you.

If you were an actor, it would make sense: the world of mortals and all the different situations in life are just a play, and Bo Jun just smiles!

The more Song Huanxi thought about it, the happier she became. She wished she could go home right away, write it to the end of the letter, and tell Mr. Wine and Story about it. From now on, she would make the world smile!

With such expectations, the time was hard to bear, and the regular customers were eagerly discussing the novel. They refused to leave even after eating the noodles, and stayed on the chairs chatting.

It closes today, which is a little later than usual!

Song Huanxi packed up quickly and received today's wages, which were more than twice as much as usual. However, her mood was not at all about the extra wages, and she strode home quickly.

When he was almost home, Song Huanxi realized that all the street lights were brightly lit along the way today and not a single one went out. When did the municipal maintenance in the port city become so efficient?

This thought flashed through his mind, and Song Huanxi had already gone upstairs.

As soon as she opened the door, the second child who was sleeping on the table was awakened. She rubbed her eyes and yawned: "Sister, why did you come back? I finally coaxed Wenzi to sleep."

Song Huanxi's heart felt soft, and she lowered her voice and said: "It's closed late today, but I made a little extra money. I'll give you a piece. If Wenzi is hungry, buy him some cakes."

Song Huanyun immediately turned her back: "Sister, I'm so partial! Then Wenzi is eating, am I watching?"

Song Huanxi: "..."

He's so soft, you can't be polite when you treat your dick!

She gave the money to the second child with an expressionless expression: "You get 50 cents, Wenzai 50 cents, okay, you go to bed quickly!"

"If you don't want to sleep, just bring your homework and check it for me!"

Song Huanyun ran back to her room in a hurry: In order to avoid being checked for her homework, she didn't even touch the bed today!

This dick!

Song Huanxi snorted, and the good mood she had just returned was almost completely destroyed. After she washed her hands, sat down at the table, and saw the intact letter, she felt better.

I carefully added another sentence at the end of the article:

"I have decided to use the pen name Hongchen Yixiao——"

After a pause, Song Huanxi continued to write: "You can call me Miss Yixiao, but please don't call me Miss Hongchen."

The final payment was made, and the world smiled.

When putting away the letter from the other party, Song Huanxi glanced at a line of small words on the back of the envelope: You and I were never meant to be together because of this self-addressed return envelope, hahaha!

Song Huanxi was stunned for a moment and thought about it. There were still a lot of stamps at home, and Mr. Wine and Story’s advice was very useful——

She simply took out another envelope, wrote her home address, affixed a stamp, and stuffed it into the envelope as she did last time.

After writing the letter, Song Huanxi laid out his pen and paper and tried to create again.

I’ve already thought of the title, it’s called The Story of the Wonton Shop.

"The wonton noodle shop is open on an unknown street in Hong Kong City. It welcomes customers every day. There are always people who get tired of the taste and go looking for new love."

"There are always a few old customers who, even though they have long been tired of it, stay here because of the habit of blowing each other's water. They must come every day."

Song Huanxi imitated the writing style of popular martial arts novels. He first gave a few words of greeting and then got to the main topic.

"Brother Ah Sheng is one of the regular customers. His real name is Cai Changsheng. According to him, it was because none of the brothers and sisters in front of him stood still. When he arrived, my father got angry and gave me the name Changsheng."

"Otherwise, his name should be like his father's Cai Agou, or his brother's Cai Aya, or his sister's Cai Amao. It should be a cheap name that makes him earn a living."

Decades later, Song Huanxi looked at the late-night cafeteria and smiled at Guo Yunchen: Aren't these all the books I have played with?

Guo Yunchen: Do you want to make a guest appearance?
Chapter completed!