Chapter 761: Xingqiu Watching the Show
"Damn it! Why are there so many things to do in the Hall of Rebirth?"
Gu Sanqiu gritted his teeth, with strong tea in his left hand and strong coffee in his right hand placed on the table, and beside him were many completely scrapped pens.
There is no way. When an immortal goes crazy and speeds up his hands, it is really not something that ordinary tools can withstand.
Gu Sanqiu strongly suspected that before he came back, his father was definitely maintaining the minimum operation of the Wangsheng Hall, just waiting for him to come back and put the burden on his shoulders!
"You asked for trouble. You went out for so long and didn't even say hello to us . Now you've fallen into Hu Tao's hands."
Xingqiu, who came specially to see the joke, laughed heartily. It was a pity that it was not meal time, otherwise he would definitely eat three big bowls of food while Gu Sanqiu was gritting his teeth but had to work seriously.
Should I tell him that this was a task assigned to me by my father, the Rock King?
Forget it, for the sake of his father’s plans and retirement plan, Gu Sanqiu decided to hold back.
Although he always felt that there was no essential difference between the so-called big plan and retirement slacking off.
"Okay, second brother, did you come here just to cause trouble?"
Gu Sanqiu glanced at him dangerously: "It just so happens that my strength has improved after this trip. Do you want me to give you some special training?"
"Get lost, I don't want to do special training with you. If you use your brain to think about it, you should know that you have bad intentions."
Xingqiu opened his folding fan and fanned it gently, looking like a completely elegant young man.
Since the Osel incident, the family's attitude towards Xingqiu's style and dreams has changed to a great extent, and some restrictions have been relaxed.
Anyway, at least from Gu Sanqiu's perspective, this bastard Xingqiu is increasingly turning his style towards that of a "jianghu gentleman".
The kind that is very handsome and has high fighting power.
"Just work hard. This will give you a taste of how I feel when the Ten Gold Club is busy on weekdays."
Xingqiu's eyes turned strange. "Speaking of which, you made quite a commotion this time, and you can actually turn into a dragon?"
"We all grew up together, and it's really unkind of you to hide something from your brothers."
Gu Sanqiu:?
"Who told you I can turn into a dragon? Also, there is something wrong with your focus."
"Don't make wild guesses. Rumors like these often spread faster than real intelligence."
Xingqiu said, "Everyone knows that a huge dragon has inexplicably appeared on Inazuma's battlefield. It is a terrifying creature that can easily trigger a strong earthquake."
"Plus the identities of Ye Zi and Sha Lei, you treat me as a brother and I'm not smart enough to even know where you're going?"
"Well, you have a point."
Gu Sanqiu admitted: "But I have to state in advance that I didn't intentionally hide that move from you. I really couldn't use it before."
"Tsk, what a pity! Such a good idea was accidentally exposed by you."
Xingqiu slapped his thigh and looked at .
"If you had told me earlier, I would have been able to occupy a position at least. When you make your ultimate move, I would have been able to be called a prophet!"
Gu Sanqiu: "...you guys, are you planning to use the idea of this trick to write a novel?"
“You just found out.”
Xingqiu said, "Inazuma has taken advantage of you this time. They already have a local light novel author who writes about this subject, and it is being serialized in Yaedo's new magazine."
"Even if you can tell me a bunch of secrets now, it won't work as well as it did in the beginning. After all, creativity is just a gimmick. If you really want to keep it popular, you still need a solid plot and writing style."
Gu Sanqiu rolled his eyes and said, "Then let me tell you another idea. In fact, if I want, I can become the Fierce Wind Tornado Demon God of the ancient times in a short time. Do you want to try it?"
"I have connections with Inazuma Yaedo. It's not realistic to have all your novels on the counter, but the best recommendation position will definitely be reserved for you."
"You become the God of Wind? The Saint of West Wind is plotting to usurp the throne?"
Xingqiu pondered: "He has the ancient heritage of another Wind God. In modern times, he was named the Holy Son of the West Wind, but he is unwilling to be inferior to others and wants to overthrow the rule of the Wind God."
"The protagonist fell into the evil path because of his utilitarianism, but at this time a girl appeared who was as cold and noble as Qingxin, but extremely gentle to the protagonist. She brought him back to the right path step by step, and finally won the title of the new era wind god through hard work."
"When the protagonist becomes the second wind god and receives this glorious title, it is also the moment when he proposes to the girl who has always been by his side."
…
It seems like there is a lot of potential!
Xingqiu's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea. If we can get some high-quality illustrations to supplement the key plot points and further enhance the readers' associative ability, this novel will definitely be a big seller!"
As for nonsense like "comedy and happy endings are not noble" and "childish perfection has no depth", Xingqiu has never been interested in it at all.
A work can extol beauty or express sadness, depending on the creator.
The idea that people, living in a peaceful era, do not appreciate their blessings and instead like to find a sense of existence and excitement in tragedies has become increasingly popular in recent years.
Some masters who are very experienced in creating tragedy, and even some apprentices who are learning to create tragedy, are the real "literary creators", rather than sick people who need to go to Bubulu to get medicine.
Even more works and authors are just whining without any real reason, or they just make far-fetched claims and try to find a title that matches their "high quality" or "high artistic level" to add color to their clumsy writing style.
In short, the latter is trying to cheat people and make money.
Anyway, Xingqiu's goal is very simple, which is to write works that can be praised by everyone, so that the second young master of Xingjia will be very satisfied.
"You guys who write novels are terrible."
Gu Sanqiu said helplessly: "Don't do this kind of thing. Even if we are friendly neighbors, if you dare to write it, you will have to serve as a volunteer in the West Wind Church."
"Of course. I don't have your courage. What I write will definitely be revised secretly."
Xingqiu said in a pretentious tone: "Demon God, we are not people like Gu Sanqiu or the great god Gu. We are so impressed that we can face the blade of the demon god head on."
"That's enough..."
Gu Sanqiu laughed: "It's just that he is in the inner demon stage, so I can find the opportunity. If you let me face a demon god in his prime now, I will be turned into ash in the next second."
Xingqiu didn't care about this: "Who cares? Anyway, our reputation has spread a lot in the eyes of those who care about us. The work of the Ten Gold Association has been going smoothly during this period, and there are fewer people causing trouble."
