Typewriter becomes a daily practice

"I hope that after the separation, the lady will recomb the cicada's temples, sweep the moth eyebrows beautifully, present a graceful posture, choose and hire the master of high officials, resolve grievances and knots, let alone hate each other, one will be different from the other, and each will be happy."

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"Yeah, it's very cruel, and there's that memory kill, his wife said to him, 'Brother Yinzhi, Huan'er likes to listen to brother Yinzhi's singing the most, and Huan'er will be his brother Yinzhi's bride when he grows up, okay?" Brother Yinzhi can sing to Huaner every day."

"Yeah, putting these two paragraphs together really makes me want to cry."

The two girls were sitting in the teahouse, with two plates of snacks on the table, a pot of spiritual tea, and teacups in their hands, discussing intensely, and what they were discussing was the latest volume of "Cultivation of the Entertainment Circle".

The story that makes them feel abused is about the protagonist’s latest mission object, the dumb prince of the mermaid race. The protagonist’s systematically arranged sentence of “big brother, wake up, don’t live in a dream” in the opening conversation with the mission object is not aimless.

The task object is the youngest prince of the merman tribe. He is born dumb and cannot speak. The merman tribe has a beautiful voice, and his speech is as touching as singing. It is undoubtedly a great pity that he cannot speak. He is the little prince of the merman tribe. No merman would dare to bully him without eyes.

He, who was supposed to grow up smoothly and carefree, began to dream gradually after he understood the truth. In the dream, he was a human being, living in the ancient times of the mortal world.

It was an era of "but knowing the fun of the piano, why bother to play the strings", the research on aesthetics and art in that era was rich and colorful that would be difficult to match in later generations, and it was a romantic and prosperous age with beautiful colors in the air.

In the dream, he was born in a famous family. His father hoped that he could inherit the family style and would not give up his pride, so he named him Junsheng. Quote it instead".

However, the aristocratic family is unrestrained and unrestrained, but the prosperity of the nobles is gradually not as good as in the past. The kind of luxury is everywhere, and a suit of brocade clothes can't hide the coming decline and desolation.

When he was young, he was naive and ignorant of world affairs, food, clothing and housing were all unimaginably extravagant for ordinary people, all he needed to do was play the piano and learn literature, then he had a childhood sweetheart.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to get green plums.Living together in Changganli, the two little ones have no doubts.

The girl who called him "Brother Yinzhi" was the greatest warmth and concern in his heart. They grew up together and were in the right family. It is only natural that they became close friends with each other.

Under the seemingly calm days, the dark tide is turbulent. The new young emperor is supporting the underprivileged, and there is only a beautiful empty cage. There are gaps between the aristocratic families, and the bonds formed by the marriages of generations are gradually no longer unbreakable.

His knowledge is not in vain, he knows very well that the era of belonging to the gentry is coming to an end, and it will not be easy for the new emperor to survive the poor.

He has not experienced heavy wind and rain, just like the name his father chose for him, he has inherited the family style and a proud body, but he wants to preserve his family, his Huaner's family.

He, who was supposed to be like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, grew up overnight, and he personally wrote a "Letter to Release His Wife" to his Huan'er - "I hope that after the lady leaves, she will comb her temples again, sweep her eyebrows beautifully, and assume a slim posture, The master who chooses and hires high-ranking officials, resolves grievances and resolves knots, let alone hate each other, one is different from the other, and everyone is happy."

Then he became the first son of the gentry to support the new emperor and support the poor family. What he did made the new emperor happy, the elders of the gentry sighed with pity, and the younger generations of the gentry despised him.

He tried his best to turn the tide while supporting the poor generals, while constantly dealing with them, so that the nobles and nobles who were supposed to be overthrown overnight survived, but it was impossible for any side to truly tolerate him. Without him, he was alone and helpless, but he stood upright, and his arrogance never disappeared.

Everyone has forgotten that he used to be just a handsome young man playing the piano and drinking wine to the moon. Once he was famous among the gentry for his music. He never played the piano again, never sang again.

A hundred years later, he became a piece of loess, alone, worthy of the emperor, his parents, his family, his best friend, and his wife.

When his Huan'er accepted his "Letter to Release His Wife", he smiled sweetly, as if seeing him for the first time: "Brother Yinzhi, Huaner will do what you want. Huaner doesn't ask much, but only brother Yinzhi's body." Ankang, live a long life."

Huan'er, who wished him a long life, died suddenly after only five years in Buddhism.

He didn't dare to sigh in front of Huan'er's tomb until after he retired to the mountains and forests. Then he received a suicide note from Huan'er, which was beautifully handwritten and only a few words made him cry: "Brother Yinzhi, Huan'er wants to hear you sing "" Zijin is over, after you are done, how about taking Huaner home?"

"Qingqing Zijin, care about my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't say anything? Qingqing Zipei, leisurely I think. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come? Pick up, come, stay in the city gate. I don't see you for a day , like March."

"Huan'er, brother Yinzhi is here to pick you up and go home."

After waking up from the dream, the pillow was full of tears. The little mermaid prince had been dreaming for ten years before he could finish this dream. After waking up, the little prince chose to leave the South China Sea and come to land. He wanted to see human beings and find his own. Ring.

The protagonist knew about this dream after getting acquainted with the little prince. While tearing up a handkerchief and crying non-stop, he patted the little prince on the shoulder and said, "Sing! I think since you can dream it, it might be your dream." In the previous life, then Huan'er might have been reincarnated, and I couldn't find it in the vast crowd, but I can sing."

"Have we heard of the cloud altar that is very popular recently? If you sing "Zi Jin" in the cloud altar, the possibility of being heard by Huan'er is very high."

"You say you are dumb and can't sing? But your ears are fine, your throat is fine, and you can make sounds when you are frightened, so you are not dumb. You can speak and sing, but you don't have enough faith in your heart. You are afraid, and you are afraid because you killed Huan'er, right?"

"It's not that you can't say you can't sing, it's that you dare not."

While sprinkling chicken soup on the little prince, the protagonist used his spiritual sense and the entertainment industry system to bargain for the price: "This vocalizing potion is obviously tailor-made for him, so forget it if you don't give it to me, but you still want three drops of my blood! Ah, the price starts from the ground! One drop is the most!"

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At this time, "Cultivation of the Entertainment Circle" also aroused the curiosity of a man wearing a mask and a cold temperament. The system, on-demand treasures, cloud altar... Han Zhiling from "Flowers" last time seems to know the human being who wrote this script, right? ?

This person is none other than Ji Yujin who answered Zi Ji's curiosity. Ji Yujin was right to leave Xuanling Lake, and at the same time flew a sound transmission talisman to Han Zhiling.

The author has something to say:

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【small theater】

Answer Ji: To be honest, I feel like I've been robbed of the show!

Tan Ximo: Second!

Luo Yuehua: Second!

Answer: Ji: Da Hua, you are not the protagonist in the first place, it is normal that you do not have a role.

Luo Yuehua: I didn't expect you to be like this!Boss Mo, look and answer!

Tan Ximo: Xiao Ji is right.

Luo Yuehua: I didn't expect you to be such a boss Mo!