Rebirth of Bamboo Horse VS Bamboo Horse

He said he didn't care, but when he saw Liu Kaiteng scratching his ears and cheeks, he couldn't pretend he didn't see it.His goal in this life is to be a rice bug, not a moth. He can be lazy but not useless, otherwise he might be kicked out one day.Relying on mountains and mountains, relying on everyone to run, the one who is really reliable is himself, Liu Xu thinks he can understand this truth.

"Take it." Waking up Liu Kaiteng, who had been thinking about money for the past few days, he handed over a dozen letter papers and a pen.

"Why?" Liu Kaiteng, who was interrupted from thinking, rubbed his aching forehead, his tone was a little impatient, but seeing Liu Xu's insistence, he obediently accepted it.

"Make money." Liu Xu pouted, "You can find a text and copy it for me to read."

"Oh... huh? Oh..." Although Liu Kaiteng, who didn't get the answer, was still curious, he didn't talk nonsense, and found the shortest text and copied it.

Liu Xu watched seriously from the side, and when Liu Kaiteng finished copying, he took the pen, took another piece of paper, and wrote two lines.Pass it to Liu Kaiteng, and get two staring eyes.

"Did you learn to fake in your previous life!" If he hadn't watched Liu Xu write those two lines, he would have thought he had written them himself, the handwriting was exactly the same!

"Just like it." Liu Xu ignored his teasing, left him alone, found a new set of desks and chairs in the small room, and began to write furiously.

At first Liu Kaiteng didn't understand what Liu Xu was doing, but when he had four extra sheets of paper in his hand, he realized it.Liu Xu is planning to write stories and submit articles to make money, this is the gap...

Liu Kaiteng looked at the sky brightly and sadly at a 45-degree angle. He was reborn, but he was a pure gold returnee, and he was just a rough man.Look at the stack in my hand again, the ability to write and write is so good...

By the way, why hasn't he heard of any gods here?

If Liu Xu knew his doubts, he would laugh. These gods only existed in the myths and legends of his previous two parallel worlds. If he had heard of them, it would be his turn to be surprised.

The two of them wrote and read one by one. The time passed quickly. It was the first time for Liu Xu's body to write. At the beginning, he wrote a little slowly. Afterwards, the speed of the pen was amazing.

Holding a thick stack of letter paper, Liu Kaiteng's eyes glowed. Although at the beginning, there were too many characters and it was confusing, but later on, he couldn't stop.This is clearly a strategy essay with a mythical background. The background is grand and the settings are exquisite. The intricate relationship between the characters makes Liu Kaiteng guess that it is the masterpiece of that master.

It's not that he looks down on Liu Xu, it's just that Liu Xu is a successful businessman, an extremely successful businessman with limited energy. The two identities of a multinational corporation boss and a writer seem incompatible.So he thought that this story was written by some great god in the previous life, and Liu Xu just copied it in his own language.

What they don't know is that except for the gods in this story who have a prototype for reference, the rest are all created by Liu Xu himself.He was a businessman in the first life, but in the second and third lives, he was not only an imperial merchant or prince, but also a half-literate man.At that time, learning these things was only a part of my interest, and I used it more as a tool.And he has indeed succeeded, a small piece of paper can make the imperial court hand in hand, and an unfavored prince can win the voice of scholars.

But after all, he wasn't compiling any book. He wrote this story just to make money. The plot was twists and turns, but it was bloody.Compared with mortals, the gods in the story are just more capable, and they still have desires and greed.They don't care about worldly things, but because they are not worth caring about, they have better things to pursue.

But there is also novelty in the dog's blood. For example, the ultimate goal of the story is to explore the origin of the universe and the whereabouts of the ancient gods.

But when Liu Kaiteng saw the rise, Liu Xu threw the stack of papers aside, the story came to an abrupt end, and he started writing again, becoming a martial artist...

"Don't take someone like you, Xu Xu!" Liu Kaiteng, who was deeply shocked, strongly protested, "I am your first reader, how could you treat me like this! I want the following, the following!"

"I forgot to study the market before I started writing." I didn't want to pay attention to the wailing in my ear, but it was too noisy to let it go. Liu Xu could only curl his lips and opened his mouth, "Fantasy fantasy is unpopular these days, look With fewer people, the success rate of submissions is naturally low. Mosquito meat is money no matter how small it is. Don’t you need money for stamps? Martial arts, although they are unpopular in later generations of online articles, were very popular before 00. How much after the release of "Shaolin Temple" the year before last The child plans to run away from home and go to Shaolin Temple to learn from a teacher? In addition, in the past two years, several TV dramas based on Jin Daxia's novels will be introduced to the mainland, such as this year's "Shooting the Condor". It can be said that martial arts novels have influenced 60,70,80, [-], and [-] generations. Right now is the most fanatical time. You have to strike while the iron is hot. It’s a matter of the future to create your own sect and become a clan. What matters now is the manuscript fee, so I decided it’s better to follow suit.”

"... How busy you were in your previous life. You can even figure out the trend of martial arts novels. Could it be that you are the legendary otaku?" After thinking for a while, Liu Kaiteng had no choice but to nod in agreement with Liu Xu's point of view, and asked by the way A question that has little to do with it.

"Of course I'm not an otaku, so many beauties are waiting for my luck, if I'm a nerd, they won't cry to death?" Liu Xu snorted softly, "Tianyuan Network under Yingbang is the largest spiritual food processing factory for otaku and otaku in China , although the profit is incomparable with the energy sector, but as a boss, you still know what you should know."

Tianyuan's profit is still called "just that little"?Do you know how many people are jealous? Hundan!So Liu Kaiteng, who was hit again, turned his head silently and stopped talking.Double births are the most annoying thing!You say you don't steal the limelight, you say you are only responsible for making soy sauce, your words shattered my glass heart!

Naturally, Liu Xu didn't know that Liu Kaiteng was tearing up in his heart, seeing him in a daze of boredom, he entrusted him with a new task - go to the town to get a passbook and come back.

The sad Liu Kaiteng wiped his face for a better future, and obeyed obediently.The next day, Liu Xiu, who was harassed helplessly, took her eldest son to make a passbook, which contained the two children's pocket money for four years.

Although Liu Xu said that he was full of confidence, after all, he has been out of touch with this era for not a year or two, and he doesn't know what people's tastes are like now.So on the way to write classical martial arts, I also wrote a few essays and short stories and submitted them. Of course, it was Liu Kaiteng who ran the errands.In order to irritate Liu Changsheng and Liu Xiu less, I specially wrote a few children's stories and sent them to "The King of Stories".

Thanks to his family for their strong support to the "child prodigy" Liu Kaiteng. Although he is from the countryside, there are a lot of books in the small room. Without these newspapers and magazines, he would not know where to submit these manuscripts.For fear of unnecessary troubles, Liu Xu changed the name of each work, and his style changed in various ways. The references were those works in magazines and newspapers.

But Liu Xu's foundation is not comparable to that of modern people, and Samsara III, among other things, has heard many stories.Whether laughing or crying, the people in the stories have long since vanished into thin air. Although Liu Xu exchanged these stories for money, although he didn't feel any guilt, he tried his best to take the perspective of a bystander, who was right and who was wrong, without judging.His stories, just stories.

Several short stories were sent to different magazines, but "Story King" responded the fastest.For this children's book, in order not to make Liu Kaiteng too scary, Liu Xu has the idea of ​​long-term development.Now I see that they have the most positive response, and the manuscript fees they give are not bad-1 yuan for more than 100 words, and the average is ten yuan for a thousand words, and they are planning to stay for a long time.

After the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the few essays Liu Xu had sent out received responses one after another. Except for two poems that were not in line with modern times and were returned, the stories, regardless of martial arts or modern science fiction, were successfully drafted, and the remittance slips were also accepted. It was sent to Liu's house not long after.

Liu Xiu, Liu Changsheng, Liu Mian, and the others took turns accompanying Liu Kaiteng to the post office to collect money for a week, and they had turned from shock to numbness. They counted, ah, a total of 2000 yuan was mailed this week...

Wait, 2000 yuan!The couple were shocked, this is 2000 yuan!Looking at the eldest son lying there humming and writing, the two of them began to feel dizzy. Isn't this child the Wenqu star descending from the sky?Or, the God of Wealth?

So towards Liu Kaiteng, the two of them felt a little awe, but this awe disappeared immediately after seeing the eldest son being directed around by the younger son.No matter what star or god he is, he is not my son!

"Hands hurt..." Liu Xu, who was sure that the manuscript fee could make him rich, was relieved, seeing his parents walked away, he didn't go up to pick up Liu Kaiteng's job, but just stretched out his fingers with his mouth flattened.

"Let me see." Thinking of his abnormal writing speed before, Liu Kaiteng didn't dare to be careless. He stepped forward to take a look, and saw that his always white and fat little hands were a little red now, and he couldn't bear it, "I'll rub it for you."

"I rubbed it today, but it will still hurt when I write it tomorrow." Seeing Liu Kaiteng massage his hand carefully, Liu Xu was not satisfied.

"Then rub it for you tomorrow, until it doesn't hurt." Seeing Liu Xu's pitiful appearance, Liu Kaiteng felt a little uncomfortable. No matter what, he was so tired because of this family. Before, he complained that he was stealing his limelight. Now that I think about it, if I have some ability, how could it be Xu Xu's turn to steal the limelight? This person is obviously so lazy, "Otherwise, let's rest for a few days, there is always a way to pay back the money, don't worry about it... If I am not really good at writing and drawing, I can help you."

"You don't need to be too good at it, it's OK if you have a good grammar. Here's the outline. Let's expand the sentences. If it doesn't work, I will help you polish it." Liu Xu's eyes flashed, and he picked up a stack of papers at the corner of the table with a smile, "I found a few new newspapers. Not to mention the generous manuscript fee, the writing requirements are not high. The most important thing is to have a wonderful story, which is very suitable for novices. So, I will leave these few to you."

Liu Kaiteng: ...

Liu Xu smiled softly: "Da Mao, I am optimistic about you, come on!"