Awakening A Pen At The Beginning, Do You Call This Useless?

Chapter 277 Strange Tales From A Chinese Studio

Maybe it’s because more and more children from aristocratic families are mentioning a few lines of poetry in their circle of friends, at gatherings, and when visiting relatives and friends.

Some sensitive nobles from aristocratic families began to inquire into the depth of the poetry collection.

The Yao family and the Wei family are like two big mountains, which dissuade many people from thinking.

The real dignitaries took a look around the book of poems and never opened it again except to feel the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

In their view, this is nothing more than the presentation of a low-level supernatural illusion.

As long as there is no threat of force, that's fine.

It's not like I've never seen people with super powers who can store super powers, it's just that they haven't done business yet.

Small and medium-sized families quietly began to imitate the production of poems.

It's just that no matter how hard those high-level superpowers try, they can't move the poems they write.

Not to mention attracting bees and butterflies, even flies are reluctant to bite the black and smelly ink.

After countless failures, they gave up.

While sighing that there are such strange powers in the world.

While secretly giving red envelopes to the salesperson of the Wei family:

"When the next batch of poetry collections arrives, I'd like to trouble you to leave two copies for me. The price is easy to tell!"

Therefore, before Xia Tian's poetry collection was released, the price of the poetry collection had quietly doubled or tripled.

Jiang Yize didn't care about this, he was walking on the streets of Jinling.

I heard a few catchy poems coming out of the children’s mouths:

"May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village..."

Looking up, Jiang Yize gritted his teeth:

A restaurant called "Tangba BBQ" is replacing its new signature "Xinghua Village Restaurant".

hateful!

Jiang Yize couldn't help but shook his head.

In this world, only patents and copyrights regarding superpowers are protected.

If I want to go to a court to sue him for piracy and copyright infringement, I'm afraid the judge will laugh him out of his teeth.

There is no way, the judge is also a superpower.

The world is like this, 99% of ordinary people are controlled by 1% of people with special powers.

Think of this.

Jiang Yize decided to do something.

Write a book for ordinary people to read.

Write "Jin Ping Mei"? ? ?

Ahem, cough, cough, write this book, mortals can indeed read it.

But I'm afraid I won't get any rest.

No, change it.

Think about it.

A novel called "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" became Jiang Yize's choice.

Although the Four Great Classics are good, they have too many words.

The short stories in Liaozhai are short and concise, yet not lacking in imagination, and are extremely exciting.

It seems to be about ghosts, but the ultimate analysis is still the human heart.

After making up his mind, Jiang Yize wrote on the rice paper:

Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio·Volume 1

"Testing the City God"...

After writing an article, Jiang Yize went to his master's house refreshed.

Report your situation to Master, and ask Master to help you find a construction team.

The piece of industrial land that Hanshi bought with the New Year rice paper profits needs to be built into an industrial park.

When we arrived at Master's house, Master was holding a book of poems and looking at it happily.

Others have a hard-to-find collection of poems, but Wei Wuji has twenty copies.

Still nothing alike.

Seeing Jiang Yize coming over, Wei Wuji laughed:

"Here, come and sit..."

Jiang Yize sat next to Wei Wuji and skillfully poured Wei Wuji a cup of tea:

"Master, I established an organization... called Hanshi."

Wei Wuji nodded:

"I heard what your uncle said, do you need any help?

It just so happens that I have nothing to do..."

Jiang Yize shook his head:

"No need for the time being, I want to try it myself. Now Hanshi's start-up capital is already available."

Wei Wuji nodded:

"Don't worry and do it boldly. As a lineage of Star Migration Masters, we can do whatever we want.

If someone bullies you because of your seniority, ask your uncle to beat him up.

There are people about your age...

Forget it, no one of your generation can beat you..."

Jiang Yize nodded and smiled.

Wei Wuji saw the rice paper in Jiang Yize's hand:

"Are there any new items?"

Jiang Yize nodded:

"This is a novel intended for ordinary people to read."

Wei Wuji took the rice paper:

"Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?"

The name is a bit interesting..."

Soon, Wei Wuji finished reading the first story written by Jiang Yize.

"This story is good, but a bit short...

But it’s not bad for ordinary people to pass the time. You can send one round. "

After receiving the master's permission, Jiang Yize naturally put away the rice paper happily.

Then Jiang Yize said seriously:

"Master...there is something I want to tell you..."

"What else?" Wei Wuji took a sip of tea.

What a great success for my apprentice!

It hasn’t even been a year since I got it, and every time I receive it, it’s good news and comfortable.

Jiang Yize sorted out his thoughts:

"That day, I saw a dragon bone at the bottom of Xuanwu Lake..."

Wei Wuji's hand paused while drinking tea. He grabbed Jiang Yize suddenly with a serious expression:

"Apprentice, are you telling the truth?"

Jiang Yize was affected by Wei Wuji's expression and couldn't help but be stunned and scratched his head:

"It's hard to say now..."

Jiang Yize told Wei Wuji that he could see the keel in the big hole of the tunnel and sneaked in from Xuanwu Lake, but could not see the keel.

Wei Wuji pondered for a moment and asked Jiang Yize to draw the shape of the dragon bone.

Jiang Yize recalled that he was underwater at the time and quite far away.

Jiang Yize simply sketched the shape of the dragon's bones, but just such a painting made Wei Wuji sit there blankly all afternoon.

Later, I even went to the subway and Xuanwu Lake with Jiang Yize.

Look at the calm lake surface, and then look at the dragon bones painted by Jiang Yize.

Jiang Yize added:

"I went to the Jinling Military Region with Junior Brother Zhu Wenfeng. I flew there and saw a restriction on Xuanwu Lake."

Wei Wuji listened and just murmured:

"It shouldn't be...Master..."

Later, when he came to his senses, Wei Wuji looked at Jiang Yize with serious eyes:

"Apprentice, you must never tell anyone else about this.

If something unusual happens again, you must contact your teacher. "

Jiang Yize nodded and asked cautiously:

"Will the things in Xuanwu Lake affect the safety of Jinling?"

Wei Wuji shook his head:

"Probably not, but... it may have an impact on you..."

With me?

Jiang Yize was a little confused.

Wei Wuji sighed:

"It's okay, my teacher is here."

Jiang Yize looked at the slightly older master in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.

The D-level superpower, Wei Wuji, seemed to be standing in front of him like a mountain at the moment.

Prepare to protect your fledgling apprentice from a bloody storm.