"Your martial arts plot is very compact, the story has twists and turns, and the fighting scenes are also very exciting. In addition, the love entanglement between the male character Female Lead and the supporting character is indeed very attractive."
"As for mine, it is close to real life, deeply analyzes human nature, has a very tortuous emotional line, tortures the heart and body, and finally has a perfect counterattack and feels proud. This is the deepest feeling of many people in this era. It is normal to be popular."
444 was very excited: [The editor has urged the manuscript, so let's quickly send out everything you have written in the past few days.]
"You can't send it all out at once, just make sure you have 10,000 words in three days."
Other serial novels only have about a thousand words a day, but she has three thousand words a day, and two books are published at the same time, which is enough.
As for the collection of poems, the newspaper is planning to publish one poem a day.
[Why?] Shouldn't we distribute as many as we have and finish them as soon as possible?
"No matter how many newspapers and periodicals there are, it won't be published." People have to publish something else, right?
With a stable income, Su Qiao is relieved.
I live my life nonchalantly, practicing, reading, writing novels and poems, and sometimes composing lyrics.
She also asked Aunt Liu to buy some herbal medicine for her and make it into a facial mask herself. She applied the mask every day before going to bed to maintain her skin.
I really live my life into a poem.
*
In the afternoon five days later, Su Qiao put down the book in her hand.
[Are you sure it's today?]
According to the trajectory of his previous life, today Zhang Jingyu will be attacked, seriously injured, and even have a broken leg.
[That's right, Great Demon King has gone to the Paramount Hall.]
[Host, don't hesitate. If you go too late, half of his life will be gone.]
It was getting dark now, but Su Qiao was not in a hurry, 444 was very anxious.
Su Qiao thought for a while and went downstairs to take Aunt Liu away.
The reason is also very appropriate. Aunt Liu's married daughter was recently kicked out by her husband's family.
She gave Aunt Liu ten yuan, asked her to buy two chickens to feed her daughter, and gave her two days off.
Alas, men nowadays are crazy.
Ever since someone initiated divorce, many self-respecting men have shouted the banner of liberating their minds and getting rid of feudal dross, and have begun to divorce their wives and find new loves.
Divorce seems to have become a fashionable thing like suits, top hats, pens, gold-rimmed glasses, and pocket watches.
It's okay if you marry into a wealthy family with some status. The marriage certificate is usually official and has been approved by the government department, so it cannot be divorced easily.
But many ordinary families only have a private marriage contract, and the man abandons the marriage, leaving the woman helpless.
Aunt Liu's daughter is like this. After being kicked out by a man, I heard that she committed suicide, but she still couldn't win back the man's heart.
Aunt Liu is only fifty years old, but his temples have turned gray, which he has been worried about recently.
She looked at the ocean in her hand with wet eyes. "This... this can't be helped. Madam, you are already showing mercy by letting me take leave. How can I still want your Silver Dollars?"
Su Qiao pushed her hand back and held it tightly. "It's okay, just take it."
"You have taken care of me for so many years, and I have nothing to repay you. You also know my situation, and you don't know what will happen in the future."
Aunt Liu held Dayang tightly and wiped the corners of his eyes. "Madam, you are so kind, Second Young Master...Second Young Master will definitely see how good you are one day."
Such a good lady, why hasn't she met a good man?
Apart from the birthmark on her face, my wife is dignified and elegant, knowledgeable and courteous. She can also write poems, play the piano and play chess, so she is obviously very good.
Thinking of her lifeless daughter, her eyes became even more moist.
Su Qiao raised the corner of his mouth, slightly sarcastic.
hehe.
That man?
She doesn't need him to see how good she is.