Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 13 The Essence of Writing Fiction
"Is this guitar yours?"

Gongsun Jin looked at the girl in front of him and asked softly.

"Well, it's mine."

When Zhong Lingzi spoke, his indifferent tone was exactly the same as his.

"Sorry for using your instrument without permission."

Zhong Lingzi didn't respond, but just looked at his eyebrows, and the little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

"Can I, sing a song with it?"

Gongsun Jin hesitated for a while, then said to her.

Zhong Lingzi subconsciously looked at Fu Yujiao.

"I have no problem, it's just that you will be on stage next."

As Fu Yujiao spoke, she also looked forward to it.

"Let him sing, it just so happens that my voice is not very comfortable today."

Zhong Lingzi's voice was cool and pleasant.

"Thank you."

Gongsun Jin thanked her, and walked towards the front desk with the guitar in her arms.

At this time, he had no stage fright or fear.

The original body has clearly left this world, but the cells of this body have not given up their desire for notes and the stage.

Every step he took to approach the stage, he would feel that the soul of the original body didn't seem to go far.

He is entrusting its dream to him bit by bit.

At this moment, Gongsun Jin stood in the center of the stage, feeling that she was not alone.

The spotlight is so bright, the playground is crowded with people, boys and girls are all looking at him.

"This little brother looks good."

"Really, it looks so good."

Some girls chattered and took out their mobile phones and pointed them at him to record.

"I want to sing this song for you too."

Gongsun Jin whispered, his exquisite but wooden face like a puppet had a rare warmth, and the awe-inspiring coldness in his eyes also quietly melted away.

He plucked the strings, and the light and soothing prelude sounded.

There is no other accompaniment, only the monotonous guitar sound, and the clear singing voice of the young man.

Behind the stage, Zhong Lingzi was also looking forward to which song he would sing.

Lin Hui and Ouyang Rui were also looking forward to him.

Cao Xu also stared closely at Gongsun Jin on the stage, clenched his back molars, his wrists were trembling uncontrollably.

The emotion in Fu Yu's delicate eyes was so subtle that it was difficult to express it in words.

At the entrance of the library, Wang Xuetong came out with a book in his arms, smiling.

"Thank you for today, your English is very good."

Tang Fulin was walking beside her, avoiding his gaze, not daring to look at him, and smirking to himself.

"It's not very good, either."

The two walked slowly, the light of the street lamps on both sides of the road was dim and vague.

"Where are you going next? Go straight back to the dormitory?"

Tang Fulin mustered up the courage to ask.

"I want to go for a walk on the playground, it's very lively over there."

As Wang Xuetong said, she pulled one side of her hair behind her ear, and the studs on her ear were shining brightly.

The light from the street lamp shone on her side face, and her slender eyelashes cast distinct silhouettes on her face.

Tang Fulin looked at her profile, and felt that the outline of the silhouette was too beautiful.

The red earrings on the ears are beautiful, and the slanted willow eyebrows are beautiful.

Curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips, everything looks good everywhere.

Tang Fulin wanted to say something to praise her, but he was at a loss for words for a while, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Seeing him staring at him intently, Wang Xuetong looked sideways at him and smiled and said, "What's wrong? You want to look at me like this?"

Tang Fulin blushed, and quickly looked away, but still couldn't help but glance at her.

Just looking at her Danfeng eyes that squinted when she laughed, her heart beat violently.

The pounding of the restless heart could be heard even in his own ears.

"Am I pretty?"

Wang Xuetong blinked quickly, with the playfulness of an adolescent girl and the sex appeal of a mature woman.

That naturally charming face floated in the faint pale light, half of it swayed in the shadows.

"Pretty! Like a fairy!"

Tang Fulin nodded again and again, speaking very seriously.

"Pfft~ You're so cute."

Wang Xuetong covered her mouth lightly and couldn't help laughing.

cute……

Tang Fulin's mind was completely occupied by these two words, and there was nothing else.

It was a wonderful feeling.

This low self-esteem child from a poor family fell in love with a member of the opposite sex for the first time in his 18 years of life.

It was as if a closed valley suddenly opened up, and howling winds blew in endlessly.

The wind was constantly blowing, and it made his soul tremble.

Very satisfied, very apprehensive.

Be happy, worry about gains and losses.

The two walked all the way to the runway of the playground, and there was the light guitar sound in the wind.

It's very nice, it's a song that Wang Xuetong has never heard.

The song was a bit sad, and I thought it was a farewell song.

"This song is really nice, have you heard it?"

Wang Xuetong asked softly, subconsciously looking at the boy on the stage.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

Tang Fulin's eyes were a little obsessed.

There are some pieces of music that he always likes after listening to them once.

Maybe those songs themselves are nothing special, especially the people around him.

On the track of the playground, there are boys in sweatpants insisting on running at night, and there are also girls walking with their girlfriends' arms.

"Why do you have to come here? What's so interesting here?"

Zhuang Xiaomeng drooped her eyelids and walked slowly along the runway, feeling bored.

"Ouyang Rui said that the playground is very fun, and the freshman party is very lively."

As Liu Ting spoke, she was bouncing around, full of energy.

"I don't think there's anything good about being lively."

Zhuang Xiaomeng said lazily, and subconsciously blurted out: "The excitement belongs to others, and I have nothing."

After she finished speaking, she realized that this was the words of the hero in the book "The Flowers Are Blooming".

"This is the words of the son!"

Liu Ting said with a smile.

"Well, I quite like it."

There was wind on the playground, Zhuang Xiaomeng tucked his chin into his collar.

She likes to be quiet and has always disliked places that are too lively.

"Man, if you stay quiet for a long time, you will get sick. After all, you need a little fireworks."

"We're not gods, are we?"

Seeing the crowds on the playground, Liu Ting became inexplicably cheerful.

Zhuang Xiaomeng was noncommittal about this, and as she was walking, the sound of the guitar sounded at night.

Good to hear.

Maybe some words didn't convey the meaning, and she didn't know how to describe it.

In short, the moment I heard the song, I felt it was good.

She raised her head and tried to look at the people on the stage.

The young man's appearance is very clean, like fine snow without trace in winter.

The sound is also clean, flat and slightly sad, without fancy high-pitched tricks, like a glass of sake.

The feeling is also just right, without the feeling of overdoing it.

In this fast-paced era, traffic is paramount and entertainment is paramount.

She hadn't heard such a voice for a long time.

Zhuang Xiaomeng just stopped and didn't move.

Her world was quiet, only his singing was left.

Liu Ting also listened very seriously, her eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog.

In the auditorium, a couple was chatting intimately.

"I'm blindfolded, you...you can kiss me now."

The girl's pretty face was flushed, and she said shyly.

After a while, seeing that the boyfriend on the side didn't respond, he sulked and hit him on the arm.

"Don't make trouble, just listen to the music."

The boy frowned slightly, listening to the singer's singing on the stage, his face was intoxicated.

The girl was about to explode, but after hearing the ethereal voice, she even forgot to be angry for a while.

Behind the stage, Ouyang Rui blushed with excitement listening to the Cantonese song, feeling unprecedented kindness.

The expressions on other people's faces are also exceptionally wonderful.

Lin Hui was surprised, Fu Yujiao was complicated, and Cao Xu was pale.

Zhong Lingzi didn't have any expression on his face, but just kept looking at him silently.

"When one day, the raindrops tap on your window, when the wind blows your ideas."

"Can you take some time to think about this old look?"

"In the future, even if there are thousands of songs, they will float on my road in the distance; in the future, even if there are thousands of evening stars, they will be brighter than the moon tonight."

"It is not as beautiful as this night, and it must not make me appreciate it more, because you will sing with me tonight."

Gongsun Jin finished singing, bowed slightly, and then returned to the backstage.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and bursts of cheers broke out.

"It's a good song."

"I've never heard of it before."

"What's the name of that song? Have you heard it?"

"No, I don't know, and I haven't heard of it."

"song name!"

"Who kind-hearted person can tell me the name of the song, what is the name of another boy, and what major is it?"

Behind the stage, Gongsun Jin didn't respond when he saw the astonishment on everyone's face, but just returned the guitar to Zhong Lingzi.

Zhong Lingzi took the guitar and asked softly, "What's the name of this song?"

"You like it very much?"

Gongsun Jin asked back.

"Yes, I like it."

Zhong Lingzi looked serious.

"Thousands of songs."

"Qianqian... Quege?"

Zhong Lingzi was a little puzzled, thinking carefully.

"Qian is a quantifier, which means a song, and thousands of songs refer to thousands of songs, many songs."

"Even if there are tens of millions of songs in the future, it can't compare to this moment when you sing with me."

"No matter how many people accompany me in the future, it will not compare to the time you spent with me."

"No matter how many people you meet in the future, there will be no one like me."

After Gongsun Jin finished speaking, Fu Yujiao's eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at him.

Lin Hui's eyes were full of admiration and astonishment, as if he thought of a lot in an instant.

Cao Xu looked at the guitar in his hand and fell into a long silence.

Ouyang Rui was very excited, with tears in his eyes.

Listening to him sing this song is very touching.

"No matter how many people you meet in the future, there will be no one like me..."

Zhong Lingzi recited it in a low voice, and there seemed to be little stars looming in his eyes.

"Did you write this song?"

She looked at Gongsun Jin with a little daze in her eyes.

Gongsun Jin didn't respond, but everyone agreed in their hearts that it was the song he wrote.

In fact, Gongsun Jin wanted to tell her that this song was not written by him, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Song of Thousands of Thousands" is a classic Cantonese song sung by "Princess" Priscilla Chan. It was a smash hit and could be heard in the streets and alleys.

This song was composed by Ma Kaiye Yasuji, Lin Zhenqiang wrote the lyrics, and Lu Dongni arranged the song.

When it was first introduced to the mainland, Que was mistakenly written as Que, so it also has the name "Song of Thousand Thousand Que".

In fact, the real name should be "Qianqianyuge".

This song uses the same song as Anita Mui's "Song of the Sunset", and the release time is only one day away.

The sky failed to meet people's wishes. Although "Song of Thousand Thousands of Songs" far outperformed in terms of sales, the Golden Melody Award was still given to "Song of the Sunset".

Priscilla Chan also temporarily left the music scene after the "Thousand Eve Controversy" to study abroad.

After the welcome party, on the way back to the dormitory.

What Gongsun Jin said, the songs he sang, and that pretty face kept echoing in Zhong Lingzi's mind.

She looked at the guitar on her back, feeling a little confused.

"What's wrong with you?"

……

"You can sing Cantonese very well!"

"I've never heard such a good song before."

Ouyang Rui looked excited and talked non-stop beside Gongsun Jin.

Lin Hui said seriously: "Why don't you think about it and become a singer."

"I was serious."

"It's too wasteful if you don't sing on this condition."

"Let's talk about it later."

Gongsun Jin prevaricated.

Today was just a small trial, but the musical talent displayed by the original body was beyond his expectations.

"That Fu Yujiao asked me for your contact information, do you want to give it?"

Lin Hui said with a calm face.

"Help me refuse."

Gongsun Jin did not hesitate.

"Isn't that Fu Yujiao on good terms with you?"

Ouyang Rui looked at Lin Hui with some puzzlement.

"It's just to the extent that you can play, it's not a good relationship."

Lin Hui was very cold and authentic.

"I thought you were going to break up with Yi Katie and let Fu Yujiao be your girlfriend."

Ouyang Rui was a little surprised.

"Girlfriend, is she worthy too?"

As Lin Hui said, he curled his lips in disdain.

Hearing this, Ouyang Rui felt that he was a little strange at this moment.

Lin Hui lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said leisurely, "Don't spend too much affection on women."

"Investing in them is the stupidest thing."

"If you invest in them emotionally, they will treat you like a dog."

"So, you just treat them like dogs and play with them."

"Anyway, everyone is playing with their feelings, playing with their own and playing with other people's."

He was smoking a cigarette, exhaling a thick puff of smoke from his mouth.

The action of holding the cigarette was unexpectedly chic and handsome, very reckless like a nobleman.

"What about Yi Katie?"

"Katie is different, she's not someone else."

Lin Hui shook his head.

"To be honest, I'm quite puzzled, and some don't understand you."

Ouyang Rui smiled, not understanding his devotion and promiscuity.

"Have you ever had a relationship with Yi Katie?"

"No."

Lin Hui shook his head.

Ouyang Rui gave him a surprised look.

"Why? Don't you believe me?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lin Hui laughed and said, "Actually, I can't believe it either."

"But believe it or not, that's the truth."

"How many times have you slept?" Ouyang Rui continued to ask.

Lin Hui counted with his fingers, and finally frowned.

"I think about it, but I can't remember."

"Tsk, then why did you let Yi Katie go?"

Ouyang Rui joked.

"Look at what you said, I'm not some heinous villain."

Lin Hui said angrily.

"Katie is a good girl, not like those scumbags."

The playboy's frivolous eyes were unprecedentedly serious when he said this.

As he approached the dormitory, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Looking at Fu Yujiao on the call, he answered the phone knowingly, and did not shy away from the two of them.

"You go first, I won't go back to the dormitory tonight."

After hanging up the phone, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, put one hand in his pocket, waved his hand smartly, and walked towards the outside of the school without looking back.

Ouyang Rui looked at his back and said to Gongsun Jin: "Am I wrong? Love shouldn't end at the same time? I feel that my view of love is about to be shaken."

"Is your view of love so easily shaken? Just stick to what you think is right."

Gongsun Jin looked indifferent.

"Ah."

Ouyang Rui nodded slightly.

"Gongsun Jin, what do you think of love?"

"Two lonely people have sex, that's all."

Gongsun Jin was expressionless.

After a pause, he added: "There is nothing wrong with people like Lin Hui, it's just that they are springing all year round."

Ouyang Rui laughed out loud.

"Why can you say such a funny thing with such a serious face?"

Gongsun Jin didn't answer, but just bought a can of hot milk downstairs before going up the stairs of the dormitory.

In the previous life, a girl told him that hot milk can cure insomnia.

He remembered it like this for a long time.

Unscrew the cap of the milk bottle, and a strong milky fragrance hits the face.

He took a sip, and it tasted like Wangzai milk, very sweet.

The smell of milk reminded him of the girl with the golden bob hair again.

When he returned the guitar to her today, he also smelled a strong milky scent.

That day on the bus, the girl who fell asleep on his shoulder was probably her.

It's just that he didn't see her face at that time.

I saw it today, a very beautiful girl, but not the kind of red face with a pointed chin.

Although his temperament is very cold and he looks fierce, his chin is slightly sensual, which is quite cute.

She also said that she liked the song "Song of Thousands and Thousands" very much.

Wait, Gongsun Jin, what are you thinking?

"What's wrong with you?"

Gongsun Jin shook his head, quickly drove away the redundant thoughts, and quickly finished the remaining hot milk.

Open the background of the writer assistant and start preparing codewords.

The book review section has exploded, all about the Three Kingdoms.

Just starting Chapter 1, there are tens of thousands of comments in the book review area!
Gongsun Jin couldn't believe her eyes. After a closer look, there were indeed more than 1 comments, and all of them were positive comments.

"I came here with the intention of finding fault. I am convinced by this writing."

"Which great god's vest is it again?"

"I was really moved by the scene of the Taoyuan trilogy."

"It's soybean powder! It's soybean powder! It's soybean powder! Zhang Fei is so cute, haha!"

"Guan Yu is so talented! Zhang Fei is the same as me, and he knows the same thing as me! He still suffers from being uneducated."

"Liu Bei, a straw sandal seller, can break the Yellow Turban Army? You really dare to write, why don't you write that he became the emperor?"

In addition to a large number of book reviews, the amount of rewards is also extremely high.

There are more than 30 in the Silver League!There are even three people who went directly to the Golden League!
You know, this is just a new book with only one chapter written!
And it's an unknown new author!
Gongsun Jin's rush to the street feels like a fairy tale.

But it's understandable if you think about it carefully. This is one of the four major masterpieces, and it's completely reasonable to be sought after.

"Only relying on this Linjiang Immortal, it is worth my reward for the Golden League."

"Damn it, it's an orange!"

"catch!"

"It's actually the orange deity!"

Gongsun Jin has also heard a little about Juzi. It is said that he is the head author of historical novels on the website who have been famous for many years.

Gongsun Jin was also a little relieved to be recognized by such a person, and at the same time thanked Mr. Luo Guanzhong many times in his heart.

Mr. Luo Guanzhong, I'm sorry, the young man is incompetent and living in poverty. He can only rely on your books to make a living. I hope you don't blame me.

Gongsun Jin thought so silently in her heart, and decided to suspend the update of "The Flowers Are Blooming" and update "Three Kingdoms" with better results first.

"The second time, Zhang Yide whipped the governor angrily, and Uncle He Guo plotted to punish the eunuch."

"Let's say that Dong Zhuo's name is Zhongying, and he is also from Lintao, Longxi. He is an official worshiping the governor of Hedong, and he is proud of himself..."

This time the manuscript is ready, and Gongsun Jin only needs to polish it.

Before uploading, he also thought about whether to make revisions based on historical facts.

The flogging of Duyou was actually done by Liu Bei.

Liu Bei has a strong temperament, otherwise he would not have the name of Emperor Han Zhaolie.

But after thinking about it, I put the full score answer sheet here, what do you change?
You can't even copy it?
Do you know more about Romance of the Three Kingdoms than Luo Guanzhong?
As Charlotte said, "If you tamper with my words at will, it's superfluous!"

Therefore, Gongsun Jin still feels that it is better to respect the original work honestly.

Of course, some original plots of TV dramas, which he thinks are better, will be added and polished.

After Tang Fulin returned to the dormitory, he was in a good mood, humming an unknown song.

"Why? I'm in such a good mood today, have you left the order?"

Ouyang Rui said with a smile.

"No, but I think I'm not far from being single."

Tang Fulin couldn't help but giggled as he spoke.

"real or fake?"

Ouyang Rui's eyes widened and he hurried over.

"Well, it's Wang Xuetong, she praised me for being cute."

"What do you think she meant when she called me cute?"

"Does it mean that I look small? Or I am very tender. I am born after 00."

Tang Fulin's imagination was running wild.

Ouyang Rui listened, looking at his dark skin and slightly mature face, he covered his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he was professionally trained.

"Come on, Flynn, I think you can make it."

Ouyang Rui patted Tang Fulin's shoulder.

Hearing this, Tang Fulin's confidence doubled immediately, and he turned to look at Gongsun Jin with envy in his eyes.

"Gongsun Jin, I saw you singing on stage today. You sing very well."

Gongsun Jin was immersed in the code words and did not respond.

Tang Fulin talked about the matter with Wang Xuetong to himself, and his enthusiasm seemed unquenchable.

Now his mind is full of Wang Xuetong's sweet smile under the street lamp, and the silhouette of that side face.

"Gongsun Jin, she said I'm cute."

When Gongsun Jin heard the words, his hand that coded the words paused, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog, and some memories were brought back.

"What does it mean when a girl says someone is cute?"

Tang Fulin asked expectantly.

Gongsun Jin came back to his senses, and said softly: "I don't know."

After speaking, he continued to code.

Although his voice was as cold as ever, Ouyang Rui could clearly see the sadness in his eyes.

After modifying the second chapter of The Three Kingdoms and uploading it, Gongsun Jin switched to the vest account and prepared to update "It's Time to Get Blooming".

The remuneration for writing novels far exceeded his expectations. At least he didn't need to worry about tuition and living expenses.

It's just a month before the manuscript fee arrives, and it will be more difficult.

Because of the upload of the Three Kingdoms, this book was updated much later, and many readers are already impatient.

Nan Ke Yimeng: "Where's the author? Is he dead? Get up and type quickly if you're not dead!"

Nan Keyi Meng: "Today I must watch that bitch Yun Shang die!"

Over there in the girls' dormitory, Zhuang Xiaomeng lay on the bed after taking a shower, eagerly waiting for the update of "The Flowers Are Blooming".

"Why hasn't it been updated yet? It's slow to death."

Liu Ting couldn't help complaining.

It was not until the last minute before midnight that Gongsun Jin uploaded the latest chapter.

Zhong Lingzi and Zhuang Xiaomeng, who stayed up all night, went in contentedly.

The plot has entered the line of the son's revenge, and the vicious supporting actress Yun Shang who killed Su Jin will finally get her due retribution!
"That's right, that's it, kill Yunshang!"

Wrapped in the quilt, Zhuang Xiaomeng poked out a small head, gnashing her teeth in hatred.

As she kept flipping backwards, the progress bar got shorter and shorter, and she started to panic.

Is it over? No way?so short?
After continuing to look down for a while, she fell into a rage.

The other three girls in the dormitory also complained together. It turned out that they hadn't slept and they were all chasing the novel.

Yi Katie: "Ahhh!"

Liu Ting: "Dog author, you must die!"

Wang Xuetong: "Why did it get cut off at the most exciting place!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng was shaking with anger, wishing he could throw away his phone.

"Write another paragraph and die!"

"That's it! That's it!"

"It's almost possible to kill Yunshang to avenge Su Jin! It's broken here!"

In the boys' dormitory, Gongsun Jin was in a deep sleep, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was secretly happy.

What readers want to see most, they just don't let them see.

Writing novels is actually a process for PUA readers.

(End of this chapter)