hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 60 Jia Baoyu is also the CEO ([-])

　"What is the president's article? Write articles about the lives of bosses?"

　Chen Guanyu asked curiously.

　".It's not. It should be said that it is a kind of online novel that is generally considered to be childish and hopeless. It exists only for girls' inner fantasies, but the essence is that there must be a president as the male protagonist."

　Tang Yumo struggled to find the right words, and found that it was really difficult to describe the type of novel he was writing.

　"Oh, I understand a little bit. What's the matter? I don't think there is any distinction between high and low, and articles shouldn't be classified into different grades. If anyone insists on telling you that there is no future for writing president's articles, you can tell him, yours. The ancestor is Cao Xueqin, and the "Dream of Red Mansions" written by his old man is the ancient version of the president's article, hahaha, Jia Baoyu is the second generation of the president, don't you think so? But the most important question is - can I apply to be your leading actor? ?”

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　Tang Yumo's grief and indignation sitting alone on the beach was completely suppressed by Chen Guanyu's seemingly absurd serious words and serious jokes. Her mood gradually brightened, although she still couldn't keep up with him Jumping thinking rhythm, but there is no time to pay unnecessary sadness for the dismal results.

　She noticed that what Chen Guanyu said was "Can I apply to be your hero" instead of "Can I apply to be the hero in your 'article'?" There should be a subtle difference between the two
　She really didn't know how to answer Chen Guanyu's question.

　Chen Guanyu didn't ask any further questions, and focused on driving the car into a small road. Driving in the narrow alley was difficult, and he had to stop after walking for a short distance.

　"Might have to trouble my Snow Queen to get off the pumpkin cart."

　Chen Guanyu said.

　The two got out of the car, walked for a while, and stopped in front of an old house.

　The old house didn't have any signboards, only a few lights peeked out faintly, and the outer walls looked particularly mottled in the dark.Chen Guanyu lifted the partition on the door familiarly, and there was a coded door lock hidden inside.

　After entering the password, the lock opens with a "beep", and the door automatically opens with a "squeak".

　There is a thrill of adventure.

　"Aren't you afraid that I will take you to a terrible and eerie hell?"

　Chen Guanyu turned around and made a face.

　"I'm not afraid. I've seen a more terrifying hell on earth."

　Although Tang Yumo knew that the old house had a long history and perhaps there would be some restless ghosts there, but his curiosity overcame his fear, and he followed Chen Guanyu into it with great interest without admitting defeat.

　Indoor and outdoor is simply the two worlds of ice and fire.

　The air conditioner adjusts the temperature of the old house to be as warm as a spring day when flowers bloom. There is a shrine at the entrance, filled with incense.

　Tang Yumo settled down. Generally speaking, places with shrines must be slightly safer.

　Go on and walk through the long corridor. There are many famous paintings and photos of celebrities hanging on the two walls of the corridor. Why is there a face that looks like an ice cube? No, it is more mature and gentle than the ice cube face. She has no time to take a closer look, so hurry up Chen Guanyu's footsteps.

　At the end, the space suddenly opened up.

　In the bleak winter, there are rooms full of flowers of various colors, winding paths and flowing water, and small bamboo buildings. It is simply a small indoor version of Suzhou gardens. Although the scale is small, the artistic conception is very elegant.

Tang Yumo saw a round table and two jade round stools randomly placed on the edge of the flower bed.

(End of this chapter)