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"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for completing the task of painting prestige worth over 1,000, and successfully obtained a bronze treasure chest and a silver treasure chest."

Five days later.

Lin Yuan finally completed the painting task released by the system before the deadline. Hearing the pleasant prompt sound, it was not in vain that he paid the price of skipping classes to brush up on the painting agency for five consecutive days.

There is a treasure chest!

More than one bronze treasure chest.

And there is a silver treasure chest.

Last time, the Silver Treasure Chest played piano music for Lin Yuan. I don't know what can be played this time?

System: "Do you want to open it?"

Lin Yuan: "Place it in the warehouse first."

He decided to keep the treasure chest and open it when he got lucky.

Unpacking this kind of thing is very metaphysical, just open the box casually, what if the unpacked thing is not good?

The system does not allow itself to return the goods.

After completing the task.

Lin Yuan relaxed a lot.

Next he plans to continue writing the first volume of "Zhu Xian".

The novel is divided into eight volumes by the system, and the number of words in each volume is around 200,000.

So far, Lin Yuan has completed 150,000 words.

With Lin Yuan's hand speed, the remaining number of words can be completed in three or two days, and it is the kind of codeword that takes time out.

If you skip class codewords like a task, Lin Yuan can finish the first volume in less than a day.

At the same time as the code word, Lin Yuan's mind also kept flashing the plot of "Zhu Xian".

The first volume of this novel unfolds from Zhang Xiaofan's perspective.

As the hero of the novel, Zhang Xiaofan and his friend Lin Jingyu worshipped into Qingyunmen together.

Zhang Xiaofan has no roots and no talents, but his good friend Lin Jingyu is a good cultivator, so when he started, the elders of the Qingyunmen were strong and wanted to take Lin Jingyu as a disciple, but Zhang Xiaofan had no one. Inquire.

Standard waste stream treatment.

In the follow-up plot, Zhang Xiaofan relied on the opening adventure and the fire stick in his hand to gradually become stronger.

Not only that.

Zhang Xiaofan also fell in love with his master's daughter, Tian Ling'er, a childhood sweetheart. Unfortunately, Tian Ling'er only treated Zhang Xiaofan as a younger brother, and he had no sense of affection between men and women.

that's it.

With the gradual deepening of such a plot, the world view of the entire "Zhu Xian" will slowly become clear before the readers' eyes. This is what Lin Yuan has written all the way is most touching.

The end of the first volume.

Qingyunmen is about to start the Seven Meridian Martial Arts!

Zhang Xiaofan will also participate in the Seven Meridians Meeting this time, but no one has hope for Zhang Xiaofan. Master asked Zhang Xiaofan to participate, but only a little bit of the idea of ​​letting him go out and learn more.

But Lin Yuan knew.

Readers don't think so.

Readers read the book from a purely God's perspective, so they know very well that Zhang Xiaofan is not as weak as he looks.

Zhang Xiaofan has an adventure.

And it has its own magic weapon.

The Seven Meridian Meeting Martial Arts is the best stage for Zhang Xiaofan to prove himself. Therefore, Lin Yuan believes that any reader who has read the first volume of "Zhu Xian" is most looking forward to that Zhang Xiaofan can shine in the Seven Meridian Meeting Martial Arts. !

This rhythm card is too right.

Because Zhang Xiaofan was more aggrieved in the early stage.

The village has undergone major changes, which can be said to be a catastrophe, and his own cultivation talent is not good enough. Few people take his cultivation base to heart. From the reader's perspective, they are definitely looking forward to the protagonist's raised eyebrow.

...

A few days later.

Just when Lin Yuan planned to finish the first volume of "Zhu Xian" the next day, he received a call from Xia Fan:

"Tomorrow I have a game!"

"Then I and Jian will accompany you."

Lin Yuan temporarily stopped the codeword the next day.

Qinzhou’s annual "Blooming" is about to begin, and Xia Fan, as a contestant, will go through the audition.

Even if he knew that Xia Fan's audition must be easy, Lin Yuan and Jian still accompanied Xia Fan to the audition site.

The audition venue is the largest stadium in Sioux City.

As the largest draft event in Qinzhou, on the first day of the audition, the upper and lower sides of the stadium were full of water, and there was a lot of people around, which shows people's enthusiasm for this draft!

"I'm a little nervous."

Xia Fan's expression was rather solemn.

Jiji smiled and said: "What are you nervous about? Anyway, you have experienced a lot of battles, and don't look at who is standing next to you!"

Xia Fan looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan can only comfort him: "No matter what the result is, you have already signed a contract with Xingmang, so let's play easily. You can definitely make your debut next year."

Xia Fan took a deep breath: "Then I will go backstage."

Lin Yuanhe nodded briefly. The players are waiting in the backstage. If they don't play on time, they will be disqualified.

Soon after Xia Fan left, the audition began.

Lin Yuan stood in the audience and listened with great interest.

He will have many different styles of songs in the future, and he needs different people to sing.

If you find a tool person with good qualifications here, Lin Yuan can remember it in his heart, and he might use it later.

But this is a sea selection after all.

Lin Yuan listened to the singing of eight people consecutively, but none of them encountered any amazing voices.

Five of them were even interrupted by the judges when they sang halfway.

Xia Fan ranked ninth, and he was a relatively early player.

When it was her turn to play, Lin Yuan and Jian waved desperately in the audience, but unfortunately there were too many people on the scene, Xia Fan did not notice.

But simple ridicule is fine.

Xia Fan is indeed a master of warriors.

The first round of audition came on stage. She sang an old song. After singing, the judges whispered to each other and raised the promotion signs.

"Thank you judges!"

Xia Fan bowed, stepped down happily, and immediately shared her joy at the moment with Lin Yuanji.

"This is just the beginning."

Jiji smiled and said: "You have to cheer up later, it's really not possible. Take out "The First Dream" and shock this group of judges to death!"

Xia Fan smiled and said nothing.

She didn't plan to come up with "The First Dream" in the competition. It would be a waste to use this song in the competition just for a promotion place. She would sing this song when she made her official debut.

It's getting late to see the sky.

Simple proposal: "Shall we go back?"

Xia Fan nodded and looked at the two of them and said, "Go back today. I will have a lot of games next, but I don't need you two to accompany me."

She was only nervous on the first day.

It is impossible to trouble the two people all the time.

The two agreed with a smile, but when Lin Yuan returned home, realizing that there was still some time tonight, he simply opened "Zhu Xian" and continued writing.

He hurried his hands quickly, and the update was nothing at all.

Nearly nine o'clock, Lin Yuan finally completed the first volume of "Zhu Xian".

After thinking about it, he sent a message to editor Yang Feng: "The new writing is complete."

After sending it out, Lin Yuan stretched.

It's time.

Time to sleep.

On the other side, Yang Feng heard the phone ring and took a look at it. It turned out to be Chu Kuang’s new book news. He was overjoyed and quickly poked the phone screen to reply:

"Write so fast?"

"Can you send me now?"

One minute later, Yang Feng: "In?"

Five minutes later, Yang Feng: "Are you there?"

Half an hour later, Yang Feng said, "Chu Kuang?"

An hour later, Yang Feng said, "Teacher Chu Kuang?"

Looking at the chat box where only one person was talking, Yang Feng severely scratched a handful of hair.

What about the new book?

What about the new book?

Brother, don't torture me...

Did you go to bed at nine o'clock?

I do not believe.