After dinner, night fell, the cool breeze was blowing in the small courtyard, and the sound of insects sounded from the vegetable patch and the corner of the wall.

Li Qingya sat on a chair in plain clothes, smiling, gently rocking the cradle, humming a lullaby, and the two birds on the cradle sang happily.

Li Qingxuan sat in the chair idlely, shaking his legs and looking around boredly.

Zhang Mingxuan pulled a stool, smiled and came to Li Qingya's side, sat on the stool and glanced at Yaya and praised: "It's so cute! When she grows up, she must be a peerless beauty like her mother." ”

Li Qingxuan directly ignored his words, she had never found out that there were such cheeky people in this world before, who could say anything.

Seeing that Li Qingya was unmoved, Zhang Mingxuan turned his eyes and complained: "Sister Qingya, you said that the current readers are too crazy! I almost can't come back." I sold 300 books, how do they all know about it?"

Li Qingxuan pursed his lips and said, "Don't you know that there is a profession called storyteller?"

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned, of course I knew! This is not looking for a topic, how can this dead kid know about the demolition of the stage! Glaring at Li Qingxuan, Li Qingxuan glared back unceremoniously and raised his small fist.

Zhang Mingxuan withered instantly, and decided that adults should not remember villains and not worry about little girls. Li Qingya smiled and watched their friendly interaction, it was very interesting!

Zhang Mingxuan turned his head to Li Qingya and continued to complain: "I'm too scared to write now, but let's not write! I'm afraid that hundreds of millions of readers will be disappointed, so I really can't bear it! If I continue to write, I don't know what crazy things they will do in the future? It's really distressing!"

Li Qingxuan said vigilantly: "Who do you want to write to death later? Xueqi or Xiaohuan?"

Now the cute little girl who is proficient in fortune-telling and likes to eat rock sugar gourds has also accumulated a lot of fans among the masses, and Li Qingxuan likes her very much.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at Li Qingxuan, who was full of unkindness, and said in a daze: "I didn't want to write about anyone!"

"Then what are you afraid of? I think you just have bad intentions and want to harm them!" Li Qingxuan said indignantly.

What a mess! For Li Qingxuan and Zhang Mingxuan, her head was big for a while, and this girl's mind circuit was different from ordinary people.

Li Qingya smiled and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly said: "You see if we should open a branch to sell immortals." ”

Li Qingya was surprised by Zhang Mingxuan and said, "How can you have such an idea?"

Zhang Mingxuan sneered: "I don't think that if something happens in the future, it will make a noise!"

Li Qingya nodded and said, "It's really noisy." ”

Zhang Mingxuan said excitedly: "You agreed?"

Li Qingya said with a smile: "Now the money in the cash box is all earned by you, and you can decide how to use it." ”

Zhang Mingxuan said excitedly: "Sister, you are so wise, we will go to see the store tomorrow." ”

Li Qingxuan was dissatisfied: "There will be a new Zhuxian tomorrow." ”

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I can't forget it." ”

Zhang Mingxuan got Li Qingya's consent, and suddenly felt comfortable, looked at the sky and said, "Sister Qingya, why don't we put the photo stone again." ”

Li Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he jumped down and said, "Okay! ”

As soon as Zhang Mingxuan took out the photo stone, she snatched it up, giggling and soaring into the air.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the empty palms and suddenly wanted to cry, weak and have no human rights!

Li Qingya shouted helplessly: "Don't cause trouble for me." ”

"Got it!" the voice came from the night sky.

A light bloomed in the sky, a light curtain shrouded the night sky of Chang'an, and four big characters appeared in the air "Jianghu Boy".

There were bursts of exclamations from all over Chang'an, and some of them had already seen it in Duxianmen, and they began to proudly introduce to the people around them.

"Mother, this is the beautiful photo I told you. Cheng Chumo proudly introduced to Mrs. Cheng.

In the palace, Li Shimin, who was correcting the folds in the main hall, heard the exclamations outside, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

An attendant said respectfully outside, "Your Majesty, there is an image in the sky outside. ”

"Image?" Li Shimin stood up and walked outside.

The entire Chang'an people were looking up at the projection of fairy music in the sky, and the concubines and princesses in the back garden also looked up.

Jin Yang was held by the queen, his head tilted on the queen's shoulder, and said in a milky voice: "Queen Mother, it's so good! ”

The queen smiled: "Then we will go to your aunt to go." ”

Jin Yang's eyes narrowed and smiled: "The queen mother is so good." ”

After half a ring, the photo disappeared, and Chang'an City was completely boiling, who has ever seen this kind of photograph! The beautiful picture and moving music are just like the legendary fairy music. Many people couldn't help but hum, and the silent night was a little more noisy.

Li Qingxuan fell from the sky and said to Li Qingya with a smile: "Sister, how did I play?"

Li Qingya said helplessly: "You can't be more stable!"

Zhang Mingxuan also nodded dumbly, "It's a big deal!" But why is it a little cool in my heart! Maybe the director wants his work to get attention! Whether he has money or not.

Li Qingxuan threw a photo stone to Zhang Mingxuan, and Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly caught the dissatisfaction and said, "Be careful, what should I do if I break it!"

Li Qingxuan shook the other photo stone in his hand and said with a smile: "I still have it!"

Then he looked at Zhang Mingxuan with burning eyes and said, "Let's continue shooting! I find it very interesting to shoot this!"

Zhang Mingxuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait! There is no good subject matter now." ”

"Cut! Go back and write a book, I won't see Zhuxian tomorrow, I'll beat you!"

Zhang Mingxuan looked at Li Qingxuan, who was changing his face quickly, and smiled helplessly, he really wanted to go back to writing a book.

The next day, under the reminder of the Qingxuan alarm clock, Zhang Mingxuan reluctantly got up, dressed, washed and ate together.

Zhang Mingxuan opened the door of the bookstore, and saw a young man in a gray cloth robe standing in front of the door, surrounded by a group of book lovers who came to buy books, but they looked at Zhang Jun with a strange look.

Zhang Mingxuan was surprised: "Come so early?"

When Zhang Jun saw Zhang Mingxuan, he complained: "Brother Zhang, you have made me miserable." ”

Zhang Mingxuan was puzzled: "Why did I hurt you?"

Zhang Jun complained: "Last night, the photo you played, my figure appeared in it, and when I walked on the street today, I was immediately recognized, and they looked at me like they were looking at some strange animal." ”

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said: "This is a good thing! It means that you want fire." ”

Zhang Mingxuan patted Zhang Jun's shoulder and said, "I'm optimistic about you! ”

"By the way, you're here just in time. ”

Zhang Mingxuan handed the manuscript to Zhang Jun and said, "This is today's manuscript, you take it to Yunqi Bookstore to print." ”