The Strongest Holy Proximity

"..." Yu didn't say anything, just lit a cigarette again, and Tun Yun spit out mist.

"If your beloved is persecuted because of your reasons." Yu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Will you still be so indifferent?" ..

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Rain didn't speak, just lit a cigarette again, and the tun cloud spit up.

"If your beloved is hurt because of you." Yu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Will you still be so indifferent?"

"You, are you really going to be so cruel?" At this moment, the man's smile faded.He looked at the expressionless rain and frowned slightly.

"This is within the scope of the rules." Yu shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Why, don't you dare?"

"Heh." The corner of the man's mouth drew a slight arc: "Why, do you want to take a gamble?"

"Aren't we in the game all the time?" Yu Tian sighed, looking at the man with an unknown light in his eyes: "Otherwise, are so many layouts a farce?"

"I hope you don't regret it." Closing his eyes gently, the man once again put on his signature smile: "Since the stakes in the final bet are too high, before this, a small bet is fine. ."

"What's the stake." Yu stared at the man stubbornly.

"The bet... If I lose, you can take all my cultivation." The man's eyes narrowed slightly: "If I win, please stop hurting those innocent children. "

"When did you become so kind." Yu gave the man a cold look: "Are you sure Nicole has a cultivation base?"

"I swear by the avenue." The man smiled softly.

"Sometimes, I've been calculating.... You, how deep is the wild vision." Looking at the empty scene in front of him, Yu's eyes were slightly dull and dull, and he looked out the window already The dark sky, muttering to himself.

......

At night, the stars are shining.

More than half a month has passed since the days when Hai did not leave, and parting is naturally sad.But no matter what, life still has to go on, and the earth is still turning.

Xiaoqin sat in front of the desk and kept her eyes focused on writing.Countless words appeared in my mind, almost without any pause.In just a moment, the huge white page was filled with words.

It is worth mentioning that the story that Xiaoqin continues to write this time is not the 'Sherlock Holmes' that had been planned for a long time, but a new title called 'Hey, come out. '

Today, Xiaoqin got the news in the school. It seems that a very well-known educational magazine in the r book is going to conduct a call for essays for all primary and secondary schools in Tokyo.With the theme of 'protecting the environment', all students can sign up independently.

It is precisely because of this that Xiaoqin has a new plan. 'Sherlock Holmes' has unprecedented influence and benefits, but if it is the first book for newcomers, the benefits it brings will be somewhat reduced.And if you make a name for yourself and then move out this masterpiece that is enough to be called an epic, it will naturally be a situation where 1+1 is greater than 2!

exactly!This call for essays gives Xiaoqin a chance now!Writing essays is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself.

Although it is useless just to be called for papers, you can only make a name for yourself if you really attract a lot of attention.Therefore, whether it can be a blockbuster at this moment is more important than luck!It's your choice!

'Hello, come out'.That's why!Was Xiaoqin as the first submission in his life!

In the r book of another parallel world in Xiaoqin's mind, there is a writer known as the 'Father of Shortness', Hoshi Shinichi!And this 'Hey, come out' was written by this person!

Shinichi Hoshi's influence in that world is self-evident, at least widely known among R Ben's students.Even in the textbooks of many countries, his articles are adopted as texts!The most representative of them is this one.

"This can be regarded as my attempt." Yangyangsa wrote more than [-] short stories with delicate handwriting, Xiaoqin exhaled, while checking whether there were any typos because she didn't care about the typos, she also muttered. He muttered to himself: "Hopefully, both worlds have the same 'aesthetics'."

This 'aesthetic' is not the other's 'aesthetic', but the truth is the same.It's like the difference between Westerners and Easterners, and so on. Perhaps the classics of one world are worthless in another world.All of this is possible, and Xiaoqin is prepared as much as possible.

Song of Youth is a newspaper and magazine with the theme of 'Youth'.Under the promotion of the government, almost all the second and junior high school students in the r book are required to subscribe to reading, and there are even special reading classes.

Zhai Zeyi, this should be the young and powerful editor-in-chief at this moment.Now, he is sitting on the chair in the office with a tired face, and his jet-black hair has gradually grown into Chinese hair.

As he said at the beginning, 'Youth is a song that never fails'!This mature man has lost the youth of his youth, but he has been working hard on his dream.He loves youth and loves the unruly school days.

"Students today...they've all been ruined by exam-oriented education." Helplessly collecting a series of manuscripts in front of him and putting them in a drawer, Zhai Ze sighed bitterly: "The same thing, the same thing."

It is worth mentioning that although today's r-based education is loose, there are various activities such as clubs.However, the ideological education is very similar to that of China in the parallel world in Xiaoqin's mind, using exam-oriented education.It is precisely because of this that r himself is too old-fashioned and unreasonable, which has become a ridicule of many Westerners for this.

As for the pile of submissions on the table, all of them were sent by those elementary and middle school students.Don't say anything new, any random scan is just the transfer of data and materials. What kind of harm will happen if you don't take good care of the environment. Long stories are like an old woman's foot-binding cloth, stinky, long and boring!

What made Zhai Zeyi even more annoyed was that he actually saw several submissions with almost the same content, except for the author's signature!Even the punctuation marks are the same!

"These little bastards! I don't even think about how the copying of the existing model essays could not be discovered!" ..

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As for the pile of submissions on the table, all of them were sent by those elementary and middle school students.Don't say anything new, any random scan is just the transfer of data and materials. What kind of harm will happen if you don't take good care of the environment. Long stories are like an old woman's foot-binding cloth, stinky, long and boring!

What made Zhai Zeyi even more annoyed was that he actually saw several submissions with almost the same content, except for the author's signature!Even the punctuation marks are the same!

"These little bastards! I don't even think about how the copy of the existing Fan Wen could not be discovered!" With a laugh, Zhai Zeyi didn't say any more.Because this kind of thing is also human nature, who did not copy homework when he was a child and fooled the teacher into saying that he wrote it by himself?

Of course, even to this kind of newspapers and periodicals that are almost national in this book is still playing this method.It's also a little too childish.Looking at the crooked handwriting, Zhai Zeyi also knew that it was probably made by a few second-year students - really good brothers, several people copied the same article together.

"I'm sorry children." After drinking a sip of hot coffee, he rubbed his temples and scattered the boring pajamas.The only stacks of submissions that Saizawa has left are sketchy, only looking at the title and the beginning and end.It is said that his age is when he is young and strong, but he really does not have so much energy to read all these boring articles in detail.

"Hello? Come out?" When he had already moved more than half of the submissions away with a wry smile, placing the lower submission caught his attention.

Lai, who is crooked and danced with dragons and phoenixes, has read so many (after all, most of them are second-year students), but it is rare to suddenly have a submission with delicate and refreshing handwriting, which naturally makes Zhai Ze's eyes light up.But that's not enough. If the words are good-looking and the content is boring, it will have no effect, and when he looks at the title, his curiosity is even stronger.

Compared with the stereotyped titles like 'Everyone is responsible for protecting the environment' and 'Love our common home', this 'Hello, come out' really made him feel refreshed, and when his curiosity came up, he was patient and word for word. looked up.

"There are quite a lot of words." I flipped through the submission and found that there was more than one piece of paper, and Zhai Zeyi was even more interesting: "Short story."

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After a typhoon, the sky is clear.On the outskirts not far from the city, a village was damaged by a typhoon.However, the damage is not too serious, just at the foot of the mountain, the small temple was swept away by the typhoon, and no one was hurt.In the early morning of the next day, people in the village came to watch the incident after learning about it, and joined in the excitement and discussed it one after another.

"Which dynasty did that temple stay from?" "Who knows! It's been a long time anyway..."

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