Martial Arts, Start by Picking Up Huang Rong As a Cook

Where does it look as good as the one you wrote?

With Li Changan's professional market vision, if this book is implemented, it will definitely sell well.

At that time, Li Changan will also be able to live the addiction of a well-known writer.

Seeing that Li Changan was so confident, Huang Rong curiously picked up the papers on the table.

When his eyes moved, he whispered softly in his mouth.

"In March, Jingzhe, Longquan Mountain, Tingxue Palace, on the top of the mountain, it is obviously spring in early March, but at this moment, the top of Tingxue Palace is still snowing heavily, like the twelfth lunar month."

"Amidst the bloody flowers, a woman stood quietly on the edge of the cliff."

"Her clothes are fluttering, like riding the wind, her white clothes are better than snow, her long hair is like clouds, she is graceful and graceful, like a fairy."

"But no one can describe her appearance, because no one in the world dares to look up at her again."

"It is this that stands on the top of the rivers and lakes, and makes people hear the wind and change, the Palace Master of the Snow Palace, Yi Tianxue..."

After reading the opening paragraphs, Huang Rong raised her head suspiciously and thought about it.

After a while, Huang Rong glanced at Li Changan beside him and said, "I said, the heroine template of your novel is not a reference to the grand master of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue, right?"

"It feels like your heroine's image is exactly the same as Yaoyue!"

The words came out, and Yaoyue, who was on the side, immediately looked at Li Changan.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Chapter [-] Life, Sometimes It's So Unpretentious

Listening to what Huang Rong read before, Yaoyue felt a little weird in her heart.

Now that I say it, Yaoyue also reacts.

This Yi Tianxue in Li Changan's storybook, although his name is different from his own.

But the identity, character and even appearance are almost the same as themselves.

At this moment, Huang Rong on the side said "tsk tsk": "Dare to use the big palace master of Yihua Palace as a template to write a script, boy, you are very brave!"

Li Changan, who was drinking from a cup, said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a simple character design. To be overbearing, you must have a certain amount of capital."

"If the heroine doesn't have this image and character, who would be interested in continuing to watch it?"

"Too!"

Huang Rong thought about it and nodded.

Afterwards, Huang Rong continued to focus on the script and read it out subconsciously while watching.

As the content was read out by Huang Rong, the image of a peerless and arrogant beautiful woman was also revealed.

The heroine is powerful, has a high status, and is aloof and arrogant. She was a strange woman at that time.

But it was such a powerful heroine that she fell in love with a male disciple named Chu Heng who had just joined her sect.

Later, the female lead began to contact male disciples as ordinary disciples.

During the process, the heroine took the initiative to teach the hero to practice martial arts and solve problems for him.

All the actions are to highlight the domineering of the heroine. For example, when the time is set, the hero must arrive in accordance with the regulations.

If you want to eat, you have to buy it yourself, etc.

And when he saw that the male protagonist was in contact with other female disciples, he would secretly let the female disciple be taken to other places.

The plot can be described as ups and downs, and there is a subtle sweetness of domineering in the middle.

Let Huang Rong look more and more exciting.

"Looking at Chu Heng with a puzzled face, Yi Tianxue was filled with shame and anger, and finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward quickly."

"After noticing that Yi Tianxue was suddenly aggressive, Chu Heng was startled, and subconsciously took a step back and stuck it to the wall."

"Before Chu Heng could react from the slight pain caused by his back hitting the wall, a slender hand suddenly lifted up and brushed his ear directly against the wall."

"At the same time, Yi Tianxue's other hand lifted Chu Heng's chin."

"As the eyes meet, Chu Heng's heart beats rapidly at this moment."

"Scroll up, it's over."

When the last word was read out, Huang Rong, who was looking at it with great energy, was stunned.

"Is this gone?"

Hearing this, Li Changan said in a low voice, "Otherwise? How much do you think I can write in one afternoon?"

Huang Rong put the manuscripts written by Li Changan on the table and said, "Would you like to write more? At least finish the content of this paragraph?"

The plots and stories written by Li Changan are actually relatively simple.

But I don't know why, but it makes people feel like they can't stop and want to keep watching.

Now that the key point is gone, how can Huang Rong bear this?

Li Changan said angrily, "What to write? It's getting dark, so hurry up and cook, or you won't have any wine tonight."

Seeing that Li Changan really wasn't going to continue writing today, Huang Rong walked towards the kitchen with a face full of resentment.

Seeing this, Yaoyue is also ready to leave from Li Chang'an's room.

"Hey, cold girl, wait."

However, when Yaoyue turned around, Li Changan suddenly stopped Yaoyue.

In Yaoyue's doubts, Li Changan walked to his bedside, then brought a bamboo basket and handed it to Yaoyue.

"These clothes will trouble the cold girl."

Seeing Li Changan's smile, Yaoyue was startled for a moment.

But in the next second, Yaoyue realized what Li Changan meant.

But he wanted to let himself wash Li Changan's clothes.

Looking at the clothes in the bamboo basket, Yaoyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of coldness passed by.

But after a few breaths, he took the bamboo basket that Li Changan handed over without saying a word, turned around and went out.

After half an hour.

Seeing Yaoyue crouch down by the basin under Huang Rong's guidance and start rubbing her clothes, Li Changan showed a satisfied smile.

He took out a stool and sat at the door of the kitchen, listening to the pattering rain and smashing melon seeds.

Occasionally, I could smell the sound coming from the kitchen.

From time to time, she turned her head and looked at Yaoyue washing her clothes.

It didn't feel boring at all.

After all, the reason why beauties are beauties is that every frown and smile can make people feel pleasing to the eye.

He glanced at the beautiful Yaoyue and Huang Rong who was busy in the kitchen.

Li Changan couldn't help sighing.

"Life is so unpretentious sometimes."

However, Li Changan was more comfortable here.

Yaoyue, who was squatting beside him to wash Li Changan's clothes, listened to Li Changan's voice of "nibbling" nibbling melon seeds, but there was a bit of anger in her eyes.

I am willing to admit defeat and wash Li Changan's clothes, so that Yaoyue's arrogance will not be shameful or not admit it.

But the problem was that when he was busy, Li Changan sat next to him and nibbled melon seeds.

That's kind of exciting.

Therefore, under the dissatisfaction in her heart, Yaoyue couldn't help but increase the strength of washing clothes in her hands.

"Hey!"

Immediately afterwards, in Li Changan's stunned, his clothes were torn out in Yaoyue's hands.

Li Changan: "..."

Listening to this sudden voice, Li Changan looked at Yaoyue with a deep and a little doubt.

Feeling Li Changan's gaze, Yaoyue turned her head indifferently and glanced at Li Changan.

"I promised to help you do laundry, but I didn't say it couldn't be washed badly."

The voice was in his ears, and Li Changan couldn't help grinning: "What you said makes sense, but I can't find any reason to refute it at all."

Listening to the depression and helplessness in Li Changan's voice, the corner of Yaoyue's mouth turned away from Li Changan.

.......

at the same time.

On the streets of Changshan City.

A woman dressed in plain clothes, with a pretty face, and looking like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, was walking slowly on the street with a worn bag on her back.

In front of him, followed by an old man with an old face, but in splendid clothes.

What is particularly eye-catching is that the old man has petals made of pure gold as accessories on his head.

While walking, it was obvious that he was in the rain, but the old man seemed to have an invisible barrier around him, which actually isolated the rain.

Chapter [-] Preparing the Cook, Xiao Zhao

With the dragon head crutches in his hand, the old man slowly turned around and looked at the woman whose clothes were all wet.

"Okay, there are too many spies from the Ming Cult, and the Ming Cult's eyeliner is unavoidable in this Changshan City. If you go inside, you will be exposed."

After saying that, the old man glanced at the woman and said solemnly: "If you want to sneak into the Ming Sect, you also need a reasonable identity, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to sneak in even in the brightest place."

"So in the next period of time, you need to find a family in this city to let someone take you in, so that you can follow the Mingjiao investigation in the future, you know?"

Hearing what the old man in front of him said, the woman's water-like eyes slowly lowered and sighed, "Xiao Zhao understands."

"Well! When the time comes, I will send you a letter."

After a cold response, the old man turned around and walked out of the city gate again.