Chapter 210

Fang Yi replied: “Internet novel!”

Internet novel?

The three of them were slightly taken aback by this.

No way, the word is too unfamiliar to them.

Except for Yan Sheng, Wang Hanqing and Li Bing don’t even talk about Internet cafes, and they haven’t even been to the computer-brain room that is not connected to the Internet.

I haven’t touched a computer, you tell them about online novels, isn’t it white-blind.

Wang Hanqing raised her eyebrows and smiled wryly, “Could it be…that kind of book?”

hiss!

As soon as he said this, Yan Sheng’s eyes lit up, and he said: “Brother Fang, please give me a copy.”

“What are you guys thinking about?” Fang Yi said with a black thread on his face.

These little chickens have these things in their minds all day long.

Without scissors, Fang Yi simply took out the key and opened the package roughly.

Open the carton, inside it is a beautifully printed book.

Compared with the regular editions sold in bookstores, these special editions have a girdle, which looks much higher.

The cover is very good. It is a picture of an ancient tomb. At the southeast corner of the stone coffin, a candle is burning quietly, emitting a green light.

There is one thing to say, the artist on this cover is very powerful, using light rendering to set the atmosphere very well.

Coupled with the three characters of a blood-red ghost blowing a lamp, even in a hot day, it makes people feel shuddering.

On the back of the book, there are some famous reviews.

A few writers who Fang Yi had never heard of, praised them decently.

Not to mention, this method was very useful at the time, and many people used it.

Although, they don’t know these so-called writers, and they don’t know what works they have…

At the top of the pile of books, there is a brand new pen.

Yang Zhen considers it well, is this pen convenient for his signature?



At this moment, Wang Hanqing stepped forward and took a look, and suddenly said, “It turns out to be a horror novel!”

“Horror novel? Let me see!”

Yan Sheng suddenly got excited, and quickly climbed down from the bed, and squeezed up barefoot.

It can be seen that he really likes horror novels.

“”Ghost Blowing the Lantern”…sigh! The title of the book is awesome, it sounds very emotional.”

Yan Sheng said and looked at Fang Yi, looking forward to him: “Brother Fang, can you sell me a copy?”

“I don’t care if I sell it. My friend asked me to give it away. If you like it, I will give you a copy.” Fang Yi smiled slightly and passed the book in his hand.

“Brother Fang, I’m so embarrassed, I have taken a lot of your advantage during the beginning of school.” Yan Sheng did not answer, but scratched his head embarrassedly.

In fact, Fang Yi brought breakfast for them two or three times, and a few packs of turkey noodles bought from Han Guo Airport, but the effect was very good. Yan Sheng and the others were very committed to him and felt that they were taken care of by him. many.

This is the so-called celebrity effect.

Hearing that, Fang Yi joked: “If you feel embarrassed, the fourth child, how about helping me wash my clothes for a week?”

“no problem!”

Yan Sheng agreed without hesitation.

There are not many clothes in summer, and they can be washed in a few minutes without much effort.

The main reason is that if he doesn’t help Fang Yi, he always feels sad.

Wang Hanqing leaned forward and smiled shamelessly: “Brother Fang, bring me a copy. I will help you wash your socks for a week!”

Fang Yi immediately became happy, “Pharaoh, this is what you said, I didn’t force you.”

He is actually quite unwilling to do laundry, especially socks. Now that someone is helping to do it, how could he refuse.

Li Bing opened his mouth and wanted to do something for Fang Yi, but there seemed to be nothing else he could do.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi picked up a book and threw it over, and said with a smile: “Take it, it’s your part-time salary.”

“Thank you, Brother Fang!”

Catching the book hurriedly, Li Bing showed a simple and honest smile.

Yan Sheng looked at the cover of the book carefully, and said suspiciously, “Brother Fang, didn’t you write this book, right?”

On the cover, Fang Da’s golden font used for this pen name is quite conspicuous.

Fang Yi, Fang Dayong…Anyone can think of it.

“I wrote it.”

Fang Yi didn’t conceal it either, and admitted it generously.

“Fang Ge wrote the novel, then I have to take a good look at it!” Wang Hanqing came to the bed, holding the book three or two steps into bed.

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“Look at it slowly.”

After stacking dozens of books on the desk, Fang Yi washed his face before going to bed and taking a nap.

It’s half past one in the afternoon.

Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The gray ceiling and the old fan swaying gently.

The dormitory is very quiet, only the squeaking of the fan can be heard.

Rubbing his face, Fang Yi sat up, and saw Li Bing on the bed opposite, leaning on the wall, reading the book intently, as did Wang Hanqing and Yan Sheng next door.

The book “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” is a fine product, suitable for all ages. In this era when online literature is not yet popular, it is like a blockbuster.

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If you like the subject of supernatural horror, the effect is even more awesome.

I have to say that Zhang Muye is indeed a talent. He perfectly combines folk culture with his own imagination, making it difficult to tell whether the story in the book is true or false.

In later generations, many people really thought that there were four major factions of tomb robbers, and they firmly believed in the existence of Taoists who moved the mountains and the generals of Faqiu Zhonglang.

After getting out of bed, walking into the bathroom and washing his face, Fang Yi suddenly felt drowsiness gone, and his whole body was completely energetic.

After changing into casual clothes, he said, “Brothers, it’s late.”

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Good guy, it’s really fascinating to watch.

“boom!”

A sudden loud noise rang in the dormitory, and the three of them trembled with fright.

Especially Yan Sheng was scared of the books in his hand.

After regaining consciousness, Wang Hanqing couldn’t help but complained that Fang Yi was tapping the table. “Brother Fang, you almost scared me to death.”

“I was scared of heart disease.” Yan Sheng said with lingering fear.

Fang Yi pointed to his watch and reminded: “Brothers, it’s late, the military uniform has not been returned yet.”

“Fuck!”

Wang Hanqing glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed and found that it was already one forty. She suddenly turned over and got out of bed.

After hurriedly washing their faces, the four of them went out holding military uniforms.

Naturally, the military uniform must be returned to the school. earth.

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