Everyone Knows I am a Good Man

Liu Qingru left, leaving behind a pack of silver dollars. As soon as he left, Ji's father couldn't pretend to be anymore. He called Ji Changze into the room and asked him about writing a novel.

Ji Changze was still like that. When he asked, he said that he liked to read novels before (Father Ji recalled the colorful novels that he had collected from his eldest son) before not writing because he could still be free and happy if he didn't write (Father Ji remembered The eldest son used to be happy and nibbling old time) Now it is natural to write about the responsibility of supporting the family (Father Ji remembered that the way he tried to make his son work hard was all kinds of urges).

At that time, no matter how hard he tried, what would happen to Changze, he didn't take the old father's words to heart, and sometimes he would have anger with him, which made Ji's father feel that the child was useless.

As a result, the co-author was that he did not teach the right direction.

Fortunately, he always felt that he was good at teaching students, but he didn't even teach his son well.

Father Ji was embarrassed, but he definitely couldn't say "Hahaha, it turns out that this is the case. Isn't the way I taught you wrong", so he raised his face and smiled at Ji Changze again: "I I have known for a long time that you are a talented person in Changze."

"Before you liked to have fun, I didn’t say anything about you. Now that you are serious, you will put the money you earned in your place, but you can’t go out and have fun with those friends, like before. Sister, these days, Sister Huan has taken care of me and your mother without complaint. You should miss her."

Ji Changze nodded and responded: "Father, don't worry, after our family's accident, those friends of mine will not be with me anymore. When they see me, don't they avoid me or ridicule me? Where will I look for them?"

Originally, it was just that everyone got together and had fun, and there was no real feelings. In addition, the original owner had a bad temper and was not very generous. In the past, most of those "friends" were at odds with each other. Now the Ji family is out. This matter, it would be nice if they didn't fall into trouble, how could they still be laughing at Ji Changze as before.

Ji Changze knew everything in his heart, and it was not surprising, but his words fell in the ears of Ji's father and immediately changed his meaning, and his brain made up for the pitiful appearance of his eldest son being laughed at by his former friends, and he felt distressed.

Although he used to dislike Changze’s bluffing, but in fact, young people, who is not calling friends, he has scolded several times, but at that time, although Changze said that his homework was not good, his articles and articles were not good, his appearance was Hu Peng Huan is friendly and not beautiful.

Now the family is in decline. Although he is sensible, Father Ji feels a lot of comfort, but which child does not want to be innocent forever, and does not want to do what he wants to do freely under the protection of his parents forever.

After all, it's still his father who didn't protect the child.

After a wave of distress, Ji's father's love made him feel better.

By the next day, he was already able to walk around.

And Ji Changze’s novel has also started a long serialization period, still maintaining three cool points in one chapter, and one big cool point in three chapters, mixed with many things that the people don’t know now, and the protagonist’s judgment on the situation. Slowly became more and more popular.

Ji Changze sullenly wrote for a while, he just wrote the novel to the end, and gave the rest of the manuscript to Liu Qingru, who knew that he had finished writing in one go, and began to write his second novel.

The positioning of the first vest is to make money. Now that the money is made, Ji's father is also ready to make a comeback. The second vest does not need to make money.

This time, he did not engage in such great essays as cultivating immortals. Instead, he created a magical essay. A soldier who died in battle on the front line tells himself. Before writing, he went the way of Liu Qingru and got a lot of front-line information. Of course, that There is certainly no such secret, but there are still food and drink in the past.

Ji Changze was already very good at compiling, it was almost the kind of level that he could directly build a tall building with a foundation, and he got the information. He was closed for a few days, and then he came out and handed it to Liu Qingru a stack of manuscripts.

Liu Qingru’s shocks have increased greatly recently, and every time it’s because of this junior brother. As the editor-in-chief, he really can’t figure out why someone can write manuscripts so fast, not to mention that the quality of the manuscripts is high. The previous one is just like that. After writing in a short time, the second book came out.

Seeing the younger brother beckoning him to read the manuscript, Liu Qingru had no time to think deeply about the question "Is my younger brother an octopus", and looked down carefully.

Still sinking into it, still looking attentively, but unlike watching "Memoirs of Xiu Xian", when Liu Qingru raised his face again, the ends of his eyes were red.

He looked at the younger brother in front of him in a complicated manner. He only felt that his admiration was not enough to express his feelings. However, Ji Changze still looked like nothing had happened. He took out his spare vest and asked Liu Qingru to help him choose this time. What vest should be used.

Liu Qingru chose one in the vest with a complicated expression: "Just Mr. Dongliu."

Ji Changze nodded and smiled and said to Liu Qingru: "This manuscript is still going to be troublesome, so I will use Mr. Dongliu's name."

Liu Qingru replied. When he left, he went to see the teacher and exclaimed at the face of Jifu who was trying to push up: "Teacher, how did you teach Chang Ze? The words in the articles he wrote are not gorgeous. , But it can really immerse people in it, and it's easy to empathize, even I can't resist it, it's not just talent."

Father Ji with a dumbfounded face: "???"

What the **** came up as a compliment.

Although my heart was full of "what did you say?", but because I am an elder, it is not easy to lose face in front of the junior, Ji's father still coughed and stood up from the ground calmly: "You are the brother's Don’t always praise him, this kid is still young, and it’s not good to be proud if you praise him too much."

The main reason is that it is embarrassing that he is always unable to answer.

Liu Qingru couldn't get what he was thinking in his heart, and suddenly realized: "The teacher said that Changze is still young, and I won't boast in front of him in the future."

Such an achievement at a young age is worthy of being taught by the teacher.

He left with an expression of "Ah, my opinion of the teacher and the younger brother today has been refreshed a little bit", and when the students left, the curious Father Ji endured his heart and scratched his lungs and went out to ask. Ji Changze, what did he and his brother say just now.

I heard that the new manuscript was given to Liu Qingru. No matter how curious Ji's father was, he could only endure the next day and asked Ji Changze to go out and buy a copy of Rou'an Daily for himself.

"Rou'an Daily" is more chicken thieves. They want to make money for newspapers and book sales. So after Ji Changze gave the full text, they thought of such a method. The books are still sold at a higher price. , But that is what Mr. Shinze wrote, and it is naturally worthwhile.

If you don't want to buy a book but want to read a novel, buy a newspaper.

Our newspaper is very cheap! As long as it is not the kind of people who can't afford it, they can afford it.

Of course, although it is cheap, you can’t let people who bought books enjoy the same treatment as you who bought newspapers and read "free" novels, so in the future, the content of "Memoirs of Xiu Xian" will be reduced by half. Half will put new novels.

There is nothing wrong with the newspaper office, and many people understand it. After all, if the newspaper office still releases a story every day as before, the people who bought the book will have a weaker feeling of paying for the privilege. After all, before the book is published, everyone will This is how the serialization is followed, if it is changed to only half of the previous period during the serialization period, it will be different.

Of course, people who understand can afford books and plan to buy books.

The person who buys the book is almost equivalent to upgrading from a VIP user to a VIP, and it is a lot easier to pay.

Those who don’t have money or are reluctant to spend money on books are unhappy. Good stories are not enough to read, and now they have to cut half of them. Whoever wants it, but the newspapers didn’t say that they forced you to buy them, they just said they’re only selling half of them now. I love to buy it or not.

What else? Buy while scolding.

I bought it all, so naturally I can't waste it. After chasing the update, my eyes fell on the novel section next door.

Before reading it, almost 80% of the people were quite dissatisfied and angry with this new novel, which took up the position of their favorite novel. When they glanced at the author and found that they did not know the author, who was called Mr. Dongyan, the dissatisfaction became even greater. Upgraded.

Was it such an unknown newcomer who snatched Mr. Shenze's c position?

Pooh! It’s not half as good as Mr. Shenze. Why do we grab our position from Mr. Shenze? Rubbish, bah bah!

"The Story of Daniel"? What a shabby name, Daniel is too rustic. If you just shout out on the street, ten people will come out to agree.

Some people felt wronged from the bottom of their hearts for the occupied position of Mr. Shenze, while other people scolded for a while. After all, they still felt that all the money could not be wasted, so they kept watching with a critical mood.

It is also in the first person, but the person who wrote this article is not the protagonist.

[This book is about a young man's story. Let me introduce myself first. I live in a small village near the west. When I was young, I learned some skills from Master. Master is a very capable fortune teller. He is neither blind nor blind. I was deaf and lame. I picked up the abandoned baby and passed away after raising me for ten years. In my heart, he is also the teacher and the father. Therefore, after he left, I worked hard to study what he left behind, consciously I learned a lot, but because the master told me that I was not good at horoscopes, I could not leave the yard he arranged, otherwise bad things would come to the door, so I lived for forty-eight years and never stepped out of the yard. 】

Seeing this, some people have already started to laugh in their hearts, pretending to be fools, and seeing Mr. Shenze's memoirs of cultivating immortals come alive, will they come to rub the heat of these ghosts?

As a result, I looked again and the style of painting changed: [On the forty-eighth birthday, I woke up at night, but saw a man standing at the entrance of the yard. He had a pale face, blood on his body, and was wearing military uniform. Naked, I was a little surprised at the time, but I was not scared, because he looked at me hurriedly and helplessly. In addition, he looked at me like a fourteen or five-year-old boy. My age is in ordinary people’s homes. If there is a son, he should be his age. Therefore, I feel relieved when I look at him. It seems that he is very cold, and he is shaking all the time. I feel more compassionate, and I think that I have learned magic skills. There was a spell left by the master, so he stepped forward and asked him what he was doing with me. 】

[His eyes are black and big, reminding me of the little yellow dog in the neighbor’s house next door. The dogs in the village are afraid that I will see me in the yard from afar and run away. Only the little yellow dog loves to come to me, and I am bored. When I got rid of my loneliness, not only did his eyes look like a little yellow dog, but his temperament was like a weak and small body. After I asked him for a while, he hesitated to open his mouth. , Asked me cautiously: Excuse me, can you write to my family for me? 】

[He shuddered and told me his situation. It turned out that he was a soldier, named Daniel, who died on the battlefield. According to him, he was stabbed to death by a knife. Before he died, he wanted to crawl back, but he was half way. He died. There was blood all over his body. He was not fourteen or five years old, but eighteen years old. It was just because he didn’t eat well and looked small. He wanted me to write to his family because of My father and mother were getting older and worried that they would not be able to bear the news of his death, so I wanted me to write a letter in his name. After I wrote the letter, I suddenly asked him why he was on the battlefield this morning. I thought He wanted to go back if I was forced to go, or if the family hadn’t eaten enough food, he didn’t expect that he raised his fingers and pointed at the sky in the sky. The pair was very dark and looked like a little yellow dog with bright eyes. To me, with a clear voice with a local accent, he said:

This is the heaven of our country. If our country is not strong, Chinese people will always be bullied. Farmers, businessmen, officials, rich people and poor people will never be able to raise their heads and will always be bullied by them. If you don’t want to be bullied, you need a strong country. Someone has to fight, fight, and go to the battlefield. Someone must go. Otherwise, if the country is gone, the people will be gone.

I was stunned. I was stunned for a long time. I couldn't tell whether I was stunned because of these remarks or because the person who said these remarks was only an eighteen-year-old young man who was still a child in my opinion.

After he finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly and said: This is not what I said. It was said by an older brother in our town who had studied. He went to join the army after he said it. I heard it and felt that what he said was reasonable. , I recite at home over and over again, and when I’m familiar, I went, but I think it’s simpler. My parents have been bullied by those people before, and it’s not good to sue the official, even those people. It was in our country that killed people, and there is no need to take responsibility. I don’t want my parents, my brothers and sisters, the people in the villages, towns, and cities to be suppressed by them for a lifetime. This is our country. Why? They are the boss. 】

Seeing this, many people have wet eyes.

Yes, this is our country, so why should other countries be the boss?

Why can't we hold our heads up in our country?

An 18-year-old young man knows the truth.

At this time, many people who rejected this new novel before have already changed their views on it, and if they continue to read it, they will not only change their views, but will directly turn their fans into fans.

"When I first went, I was very happy. An older brother who lived with him could sing folk songs. He taught us how to sing. Sometimes I would hide and sing secretly. When I thought about it, maybe wait for a few years, more than a decade, a few decades later. My son and daughter, I’m even happier if they can work freely in the field and sing folk songs."

"At night, I look at the moon, it's bright and big, exactly the same as what I saw when I was a child. I was wondering if the moon will always be like this and always be able to see everything? Then will it be able to be seen someday? Those people were driven out of China by us, and after thinking about it, I fell asleep happily."

"The injury is really painful. I am actually not young anymore. The one in our camp who is much younger than me is that once a sixteen-year-old soldier was injured and kept crying. At night I heard him whispering to his mother. The corpse was found cold the next day. He said that his parents had been killed by little devils. Maybe his mother came to pick him up last night. It was fine. He has always missed his parents."

It's a small space, but people can't help but tears down.

Especially when I think that such a lively, optimistic, and like to look forward to a bright future, and said these words in a brisk tone, the 18-year-old is dead, and died coldly on the battlefield, it makes people want to cry even more.

Even though Mr. Dongliu stated that it was purely fictitious at the beginning, the description of this 18-year-old boy is too true.

It seems that there is such a young man who is full of longing for the future and can't bear his parents to learn that the bad news is called Daniel. He went to the battlefield to protect this country, and finally died there alone.

After reading it, some people began to feel ashamed for their previous despise and rejection of Mr. Dongyan.

"Mr. Toyanagi's writing is not worse than that of Mr. Shinzawa. Mr. Shinze's reading makes people happy, but Mr. Toyanagi's writing is even more touching."

"Da Niu is too pitiful. I don't know where his hometown is. If he can, I want to support his parents so that he doesn't have to pass away and miss his family."

He also bought the entire book "Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals" and read it early. He himself was very happy. After chasing the new book, he sighed: "It would be great if all the pages were "The Story of Daniel". I really want to Look more, Mr. Toryu, apart from anything else, he is much better than Mr. Shinze in writing."

These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Shen Zefen.

"What do you mean? Mr. Shenze wrote so good-looking, how can a newcomer be able to overwhelm him."

Someone passing by who had just finished watching "The Story of Daniel" happened to hear this and interrupted: "You can't say that. Wasn't Mr. Shinze also a newcomer before writing "Memoirs of Xiu Xian"? Take my look. , The same newcomer, Mr. Dongliu is even stronger."

"Nonsense, Mr. Shenze clearly writes better."

"Don't you think Mr. Toryu's writing is more immersive?"

"It is clearly written by Mr. Shenze that is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

"Mr. Higashiyanagi wrote the battlefield in such detail, and he was on the scene."

"Isn't Mr. Shenze? Even Mr. Shenze knows about the Northwestern side. Mr. Toyanagi has been in a small courtyard all his life. Can he write?"

"It is Mr. Dongliu who wrote the article. It may not be him who is staying in the small yard. Didn't you see that your husband said that it was a fiction?"

"Mr. Shenze didn't write the fiction as usual, but what he wrote is not true!"

There was such a topic on the street, but I couldn't close it when I wanted to.

Shen Zefen and Dong Liufen were able to calmly say what you said and I said, but afterwards, they became noisy.

They also had to lose face and didn't fight in the street, but even so, it was enough for them to make noise.

Liu Qingru saw this scene when he was passing by, holding his forehead.

These readers are really pitiful and lovely.

I don't know at all, their pink and dark ones are just one person at all.