On such a hot day, it would be even more uncomfortable for the fat man than the sun.

It can be seen that the Lu family attaches great importance to Lu Chang, the legitimate grandson, and is very strict in their control. Wu Jie is also helpless. [..com]

Mr. Dai is an extremely strict person, and you really have to be energetic in his class.

Wu Jie had no interest in eight-legged essays, but at this time, he still had to raise his head and look ahead with a dull look, but his mind flew outside the clouds of nine nights.

Such days are undoubtedly a torture, not the fulfilling time I wrote the story just now.

Fortunately, the day passed quickly. When I was absent from school, I comforted Lu Chang, who had been depressed by the sun, and was about to leave. However, the second young master Lu looked excited: "It's time, it's time."

"What's better? You're not confused, right?"

Lu Chang laughed, scraped off the hot sweat from his forehead with his hands, and bounced it to the side. It happened that Lu Xuan and Lin Tingchen and others passed by, and were almost bounced onto their bodies, and they all covered their noses with disgust.

"Brother Jie, your storybook is very well written. Especially the button left at the end, it makes people worry about it. I am anxious to know whether the White Snake and Xiaoqing rescued Xu Xian. Yes, they must have been rescued. I have also read a lot of novels. As usual, the ending is a reunion of the full moon, and lovers finally get married. However, although I know the ending, the process in between is the most interesting."

Lu Chang was so excited that the fat on his face was shaking: "If such a story still cannot force my girl to hand over the book, that would be strange."

Seeing Lu Chang so confident, Wu Jie was also proud and said, "That's natural, so don't worry." After writing two or three thousand words hard, he finally got the recognition of the readers. Anyone would have great feelings for him.

"That White Snake is such a good woman. If I can marry such a virtuous wife, it will not be in vain for me to come to this world." The fat man looked up at the sky that had been dyed red by the sunset and smiled in a daze: "If I could stay with such a woman forever, I don't know how happy it would be."

"Oh no, this silly boy is poisoned by the book!" Wu Jie was caught off guard by Lu Chang's random sighs. The second young master Lu looked at him with a look of the troubles of young Vite, a typical puberty symptom. It's a pity that what he admired was just a virtual character.

Wu Jie smiled and said, "If you really marry such a wife, and drink realgar wine on the Dragon Boat Festival, your wife will show her true form. Haha, use her cool, smooth and greasy body to wrap you up. Then, you are swept with you, and a plow presses the crabapple and bites your head. That taste is better than a living god..."

"Stop, stop!" Lu Chang shouted angrily: "Brother Jie, you are just not good, it's too scenic."

When I got home and just entered the yard, I saw the moth coming up and handed a post to Wu Jie. I said with some concern that a servant from the Lu family brought a gift box just now, saying that it was for you, Master.

When he asked him, he didn't answer what was going on, so he left in a hurry.

The gift box was fifty taels of silver, but the moth was a little scared because of the huge amount.

Wu Jie took the post and saw that it turned out to be the Runbi that Lu Chang asked someone to send it.

Wu Jie wrote about 5 cents per word, and it was almost the same number after writing about 10,000 words in the past few days.

Before the large amount of silver in the United States was imported into China, the purchasing power of one liang of silver was about 1,000 fast RMB in later generations. Fatty Lu took fifty taels at one move, which was generous enough.

This hateful second-generation rich man is so envious and jealous!

Fifty taels are enough to buy half a courtyard house in Beijing. No wonder Moth is worried.

He comforted Mochizi and asked her to keep the money safe and feel free to take it away, but Wu Jie was inspired. He had never thought about setting up a commercial project in Beijing before, but because he had no business experience and no capital, he had no choice but to give up.

As Wu Jie knows, there are many bookstores in Beijing. The novels of the novel "Stories" are very popular and they really can't make it in the future, so it's a good way.

Thinking of this, Wu Jie shook and couldn't help laughing: Next month is the autumn examination. As long as you pass the Juren, do you still have to worry about your life? Besides, next year will be the Jinshi exam. If you want to rescue Tang Mi, you must be admitted to the Hanlin Academy. As for the others, I will talk about it later. It is unnecessary to be distracted by such trivial matters.

However, the fifty taels of silver did solve many practical difficulties for Wu Jie.

At least you don’t have to worry about your life in the next six months. Moreover, even the third daughter’s medicine money has been settled.

From this point of view, Fatty Lu is still very interesting.

After dinner, Wu Jie drank a cup of tea, picked up his pen and started writing the ending of "The Legend of White Snake".

From the water flooded Jinshan to the time when Bai Niangzi was pressed into Leifeng Tower, there were still a thousand words because this manuscript was to be handed over to people and could not be used with a quill. However, the brush was written slowly, and the last sentence was: "After Master Fahai chanting, everyone scattered. Only Xu Xuan was willing to become a monk and worshipped the Zen master as his master, and shaved the Leifeng Tower as a monk. He practiced for several years and sat and transformed overnight. The monks bought gold and burned it to build a bone tower, which was immortal for a thousand years. When they died, there were eight poems to warn the world."

"The poem says: The ancestor saved me from the world, and the iron tree bloomed and saw spring.

The transformation and reincarnation are regenerated, and the transformation and rebirth are transformed and reborn.

You know that there is no one but no one, you must know that it is invisible but tangible.

sè means empty means empty, empty means clear."

I felt hot and sweating in my right hand, and my eyes were fighting up and down, so I washed my hands and face and went to bed.

Wu Jie is very confident about this story.

Miss Lu San, you have been enjoying reading my story about Wu Jie for free. Okay, if you want to see the ending, enter V first. Next, please enter the charging mode. However, Wu Jie's confidence did not last long. The next day, as soon as you entered the school, you saw Lu Chang, who was frustrated, returned the manuscript of "The Legend of the White Snake" to Wu Jie: "It's messed up."

"Wei Mou"

Lu Chang was so anxious that he almost cried: "The female devil is not fooled at all. She also said that this story is so bad, which makes people feel angry. It would be better if they don't look at the ending, but it will make them feel depressed after watching it."

Wu Jie was a little surprised: "No." To be honest, he was still very confident in this story. He didn't know how to violate his own legendary stories from ancient times to the present. He could be preserved in the long river of time, and popular stories are all classics among classics.

He flipped through the manuscript, and Lu Shuang wrote a narcissistic sentence behind the manuscript as usual.

When Wu Jie saw it, he felt like a man punched him hard according to his face, and his eyes were filled with stars...
Chapter completed!