Upon hearing this, Wu Jie was a little surprised and turned to look at Lu Chang: "What's wrong?"

"You, you, isn't this paragraph you wrote about the matter between me and Dingxiang?" The fat man put his fingers on the manuscript in annoyance, and stroked them over "I had to keep warm with Baoyu...". Because of the force, his fingernails almost cut a piece of cooked prickly coated with alum.

Wu Jie laughed "Puchi" and said, "Fatty, it turns out that you have already been put into Jia Baoyu's corner. No, you made a mistake. This is not based on you."

He was also funny in his heart. He could not have imagined such an ordinary story, but he secretly agreed with Fatty Lu's first night. It seemed that most of the xingqins of the nobles of ancient families were completed by personal maids, which was already a common social phenomenon.

Even I, Wu Jie, is no exception!

This fat man actually joined Baoyu's horn. I feel that he doesn't have a good look at him. He doesn't have the protagonist's fate.

"So, who is my prototype?" When Wu Jie didn't tease him about this, Lu Chang was in a better mood and couldn't help asking curiously: "But there weren't many boys in the yard. If it weren't for him, who would be?"

It seems that the Rongning and Ning mansions in the book "Dream of Red Mansions" are really a bit like the Lu mansion.

Wu Jie laughed again and thought to himself: Will I tell you that your prototype is Xue Pan?

"I haven't appeared yet, so I'll talk about it for a few days." Wu Jie was casual and perfunctory.

"You must write well, it's best to be a young man from the turbid world. He is born with a good appearance than Pan An and has outstanding talent." Lu Chang clenched his fists.

Wu Jie's next chapter will feature a new character Qin Zhong. Speaking of which, this guy is pretty good in the book. He is a handsome guy. At that time, Fatty Lu thought he had appeared and was very excited for a few days. Of course, when he saw that Qin Zhong and Master Bao had an ambiguous relationship that was unexplained, what was the fat man's expression? This is no longer something Wu Jie should care about.

Who told the fat man to feel so good at himself that he wanted to get himself to the handsome guy?

"Yeah, yeah, no problem, don't worry, it must be the young master." Wu Jie was a little annoyed by him, so he buried his head and continued to write the next part.

After Jia Baoyu was finished writing, the story of this chapter has been told. If Wu Jie finished writing, it would be a complete little **. However, in this way, the next chapter must be laid out and brewed again, and then it will take a lot of time to write the most exciting part.

In the past, Wu Jie didn't know much about Cao Xueqin's books, and it took a few days to learn how powerful this person is. A story has developed from occurrence to the ending, and its beginning and ending are all in depth, making people unable to stop.

This is the real work of everyone!

After a story is written, the reader is almost over. It will take some time to prepare the next part to lay the groundwork.

If this happens, it will not be possible to force Sister Lu San to take out the erotic palace.

Therefore, Wu Jie continued to write down to see if she could leave a suspense here, attracting her to continue reading 0

Fortunately, the name of the original work in the following chapter is "Jia Baoyu's first test**Love Liu Lao Lao's entry into Rongguo Mansion".

This part is also the essence of the whole book, especially when the character Liu Lao Lao appeared, it produced a lot of jokes.

As soon as Lao Lao Liu entered Rongguo Mansion, he was teased by the young masters and ladies in the mansion because he was a country man.

The children of wealthy families always have a superior mind subconsciously. Like the young masters and ladies of the Lu family, they may not have the pride that is above the top in their hearts.

If this book can indeed capture Miss Lu's heart, it is certain that Miss Lu would definitely bring herself into a corner of the book and leave. Once you encounter such a funny poor relative, you will definitely have some tricks. Or, put on a high attitude, give some unnecessary things to your relatives, enjoy the gratitude of marrying them, and be intoxicated by this, you will definitely be eager to see the following.

"Yes, this is Yiyin, which is the kind in online literature..., very advanced." Wu Jie was shocked when he thought of this: "In fact, most of the social elites who could read and read in ancient times were the social elites. The novel "Dream of Red Mansions" was written from the beginning, and the target readers were middle class and nobles. Cao Xueqin's grasp of readers' thoughts has reached the extreme.

This... Cao Dada is such an old writer, and he knows how to be honest... it is too advanced and too advanced..."

Suddenly, Wu Jie admired Cao Xueqin and was overwhelmed.

Putting down the respect in his heart, Wu Jie picked up the quill and then copied it down. He clearly wrote about the origin of Mr. Liu, the embarrassment at her family, and the origin of the autumn wind in the Rongguo Mansion.

This passage is not long, only more than a thousand words, but there are several twists and turns in it, which is very interesting.

First, I started writing about Liu Lao Lao’er’s son-in-law, Dog’er, because of his poor family, was anxious and made him feel relieved when he saw winter coming. Liu Lao Lao could not bear it and said a few words to his son-in-law. The son-in-law was not convinced and contradicted Liu Lao Lao: "There is a way to wait until now. I have no relatives who collect taxes and friends who are officials. I have any solutions to think of, and I am afraid that they may not pay attention to us!"

Old Master Liu replied: "Planning depends on others, and success depends on God. I will come up with an opportunity for you." Yunyun said that he would go to Rongguo Mansion to ask for help.

The son-in-law Dog'er was also moved, but Old Old Liu's daughter was worried and said, "You always said it well. How could you and me be so good to them? I'm afraid that his master would not go in and tell me that he would be in vain!"

Hearing this, the dog hesitated.

Then Old Liu volunteered to take the matter on his shoulders.

The length of the text is more than a thousand words, but it is very impressive, and the characters are portrayed to the core.

Wu Jie wrote this and let out a breath and added the last paragraph: So Old Liu brought Ban'er into the city and came to Ningrong Street. When he arrived at the stone lion in front of the Rong Mansion, he saw a full of sedan chairs and horses at the door. Old Liu did not dare to go over, and brushed his clothes, taught Ban'er a few more words, and then slipped to the corner gate. He saw a few people with tingxiong folded belly and pointed fingers and fingers sitting on the gate, talking and talking. Old Liu had to come up and ask, "Grandman, please be blessed." Everyone looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Where did it come from?" Old Liu smiled and said, "I am looking for the wife's room to accompany Mr. Zhou, who is annoyed, the great man invites him out for me." After hearing this, the people ignored him.

At this point, the beginning of Wu Jie's new book was finally finished.

A small suspense was left at the end: Can Mr. Liu enter Rongguo Mansion and what benefits can he get?

All are things that readers are looking forward to.

In fact, the copying of this chapter has reached nearly 40,000 words, which is much higher than the 30,000 words that Wu Jie originally expected.

After this section, all the students in the school had dispersed, but Lu Chang was still sitting next to him and looked at the manuscript: "I see, this story is also very ordinary, will the female devil like it?"

He has asked such a question several times in the past few days, but Wu Jie has no intention of explaining it again.

I searched all the manuscripts together, about thirty pages, a small stack.

Fortunately, he used quill pens, which were all small characters on fly heads and were not cumbersome.

Otaku is really free of paper.

Wu Jie: "Even if you show it to your girl, tell her that if you want to continue reading, you have to give me a reward. This time I want twenty pictures, and I don't even think of writing a word if I miss one." He was full of confidence.

Seeing Wu Jie's calm face, Lu Chang suddenly became full of confidence in Wu Jie.

Perhaps, the female devil really likes this kind of book, but he doesn't matter, let's try it.

Lu Chang asked again: "Brother Jie, thank you for your thanks these days, I'm so tired!" Then he stood up and bowed repeatedly.

Wu Jie: "Don't thank me, five words per word, a total of two hundred taels, I'll send it to my house."

"This is this..."

"What's wrong, don't want to."

"No, no." The fat man smiled repeatedly: "Brother Jie, your book is of course good, although I feel a little sleepy... There is one thing that your story is written in too detailed and all trivial matters are written. For example, when Lin Meimei entered Rongguo Mansion, she will have a few characters and say a few words, and then another person will say a few words. You say something, I say something, there are many people, and you will have a lot of people. After a big mountain, she will talk about it, and she will go out like white silver and water. Can you be more refined... Just pretend I didn't say this."

This is a fraud of manuscript fees! It is not public morality.

Seeing Wu Jie rolling his eyes, Lu Chang hurriedly stopped and asked in a pleasing manner: "Brother Jie, what's the name of this book?"

Wu Jie picked up his brush and planned to write "Dream of Red Mansions". After thinking about it, he felt that the title of the book was a bit like a romantic novel. He waved his head and wrote the three big words "The Story of the Stone" on a piece of white paper.

Lu Chang happily grabbed the cover in his hand, looked at it, and praised: "Good words, good words, Brother Jie, you write very well."

"Barring nonsense, how can Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy be bad?" Yan Zhenqing was a master of calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty. The regular script of Yan style he founded was contrary to the style of calligraphy in the early Tang Dynasty. It was written in seal script and pen, turning thin and hard into plump and majestic, with broad structure and grand momentum, strong bones and awesome spirit, dignified and majestic, and most suitable for solemn occasions such as opposite books, plaques and couplets.

Without thinking, Wu Jie wrote these three neat regular characters.

"Who is Yan Zhenqing?"

"Oh, he is a poor scholar, with good calligraphy. I learned calligraphy from him for a few days when I was a child, and I have been dead for more than ten years." Wu Jie realized that he was saying something wrong.

"I'm dead, it's a pity that the font is very novel, it's a pity." The fat man was full of regret: "If this person is still alive and continues to follow the path, Bi Ding is a great master of his generation."

When ancient people learned calligraphy, they needed to copy copybooks, but their copybooks were priceless, and ordinary people who were not as good as Gonghou and Fugui did not have the chance to see them.

After traveling to the Ming Dynasty for so long, Wu Jie also came into contact with many scholars.

To be honest, except for the wealthy young masters of a wealthy family, many scholars wrote unsightly words.

Moreover, most people are willing to waste too much time on calligraphy, such as a font with no artistic value, such as a font that is specialized in the field of science and technology.

Wu Jie didn't want to get involved with the fat man in this matter, so he asked, "Fat man, my book is written out. Have you promised me to study hard?"

The fat man pointed to his already blue eyes: "Don't worry, I'll be reading on the lamp tomorrow night, and my eyes are red. I have no other strengths, just a little bit, I will believe in my words, and believe in them. A man, a real man, must count what he said."!

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