The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 275 The person you said... (1)

Mo Sheng nodded and smiled, "Why is there no mystery? Haven't you noticed that the style of this book is neither parallel prose, nor poetry, nor prose? This book is simple, straightforward, lively and interesting. If it can be used to spread the word, Would not it be……"

At the end, even the Hundred Flowers Saint had a look of excitement on his face.

She quickly pulled out the interface of the drift bottle and started talking to Song Lanyi.

This time, although she was anxious, she didn't dare to send too many conversations at once, for fear of arousing Song Lanyi's surprise or even disgust.

She was even careful with her words.

Mo Sheng watched from the beginning to the end, nodded with a stiff face.

Although the wording is a bit exaggerated, but in front of this new style... everything is bearable.

only……

Mo Sheng couldn't help but raise a question in his heart.

Why does he always feel that he has a sense of familiarity with the person opposite the drifting bottle?

The thought flashed through his mind, but soon disappeared.

On the other side, Song Lanyi looked at the message from the drifting bottle, and did not expect such an unexpected surprise.

Being able to tell the style from a book is enough to show that the person opposite the drifting bottle is also extraordinary.

But at this moment, Song Lanyi didn't send a message urgently, instead the old god was waiting on the ground.

Even for the price offered by the other party, she only reacted lightly.

Cao Gong was a little curious, so he couldn't help asking, "You asked me to write "A Dream of Red Mansions". In the final analysis, it was just to share with others. At most, I would use it to print books and absorb talents."

He paused, and then said, "It's just that now that you've gained more benefits, why did you start taking Joe instead?"

It's not that Cao Gong doesn't believe in Song Lanyi, nor does he think that Song Lanyi is taking the opportunity to gain more benefits.

He was simply a little puzzled.

According to past observations, Song Lanyi is not such a person.

Sure enough, in the next second, he saw Song Lanyi smiling, "Mr. Cao thinks, what am I missing? What can you and I gain when the book of Red Mansions is released?"

Mr. Cao thought carefully for a moment, and a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, "Talent! Once this book is read and sung all over the world, there will definitely be a steady stream of talent!"

Song Lanyi nodded and smiled, "That's right. However, Mr. Cao and I are alone and weak. As two people, we will divide up the world's talents, and we will inevitably usher in coveted and shot by others."

Cao Gong was a little confused.

It's about a book.

How can it be so complicated?
But he still couldn't help asking, "In this case, what should we do?"

Song Lanyi showed a mysterious smile, "Putting the tiger's skin and carrying the banner."

Cao Gong seems to understand but not understand.

He curled his lips and continued to work at his desk.

He is incomparable to Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi is the kind of person whose eyes are dirty...

He is just a diligent writer...

that compartment.

Saint Hundred Flowers and Saint Mo stared at the screen together.

His expression was extremely serious.

In the eyes of outsiders, the saint who is spotless and looks like a banished fairy in the sky is actually troubled by an unknown person at the other end of the drifting bottle.

It's not that Mo Sheng didn't think about divination to figure out the trace of this person.

But the answer he got in the end was still exactly the same as that of Saint Hundred Flowers.

It's all—unknown.

There are still people in this world that they can't count?

Sage Mo sighed, patted Saint Hundred Flowers on the shoulder, and reluctantly comforted, "From the current point of view, the other party has good intentions. It's just a bargain. Let's treat it as... a good thing takes time."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the name on the drifting bottle and frowned, "Shangshan Ruoshui? Your name is not bad. It's the opposite...'Cute Puppy'? Why do you feel that the person opposite is not very old?"

Mo Sheng was a little puzzled.

He pondered for a while, and finally realized.

"This name must have been taken out by the other party to confuse our sight on purpose! Sure enough, it's so scheming, it's like taking one step and watching ten steps!"

Mo Sheng murmured, his tone full of emotion.

The Hundred Flowers Saint opened her mouth, she felt...it was very likely that the Mo Saint was thinking too much.

But it's hard to say this.

He could only watch as Mo Sheng left with his hands behind his back, thinking about it.

Another night.

Song Lanyi lay on the bed full of energy and closed her eyes.

Start, dream space!
The happy life belonging to the king of rolls has begun again!

It's just that in today's dream space, Mo Sheng is a little lost in thought.

When he was distracted for the eighth time during the lecture, Song Lanyi finally couldn't help it: "Teacher, why don't I teach myself?"

Mo Sheng rubbed his eyebrows, slightly embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay...I'll continue talking."

Just talking and talking, he let go of his thoughts again and stared blankly into the distance.

This look is something I have in mind.

Song Lanyi was not in a hurry to wake him up.

He just said quietly: "Teacher... what are you worrying about?"

Mo Sheng answered subconsciously: "I'm worried about a book..."

Song Lanyi's expression moved slightly, and his expression became a little strange.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

She asked quietly again: "Teacher, what's the name of this book..."

"This book is called..."

Halfway through the speech, Mo Sheng suddenly realized.

Song Lanyi, this little girl, is trying to trick him.

He made up his mind not to say it, but when he thought of the name [cute puppy], he couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart.

Maybe... the thinking of young people can be shared.

He pondered for a moment, "Actually, it's not impossible to tell you...that book...is called "A Dream of Red Mansions."

Boom!
Song Lanyi was knocked out by the thunder.

She has only one thought now - this world is so small.

Thinking of Song Lanyi's swearing appearance when she was still drying Mo Sheng this afternoon, she wished she could go back in time and give herself a slap in the face at that time.

Mo Sheng sighed again, and asked sincerely, "Yiyi, what do young people like nowadays?"

Song Lanyi coughed lightly, blinking her big moist eyes, and asked sincerely, "Teacher, is the young man you're talking about... a cute puppy?"

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