Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Before Qin Haoyang finished speaking, three voices followed in relay:
"I also want!"

"I also want Huan to make up stories for me."

"……also."

The first one to speak resolutely and willfully was Shen Mengru, the second one with a quiet voice like a mosquito was Zhu Shengxiao, and the last one, no need to ask, was naturally Guan Zhizhou lying on the table with his eyes closed!

Song Huanxi's heart suddenly rose with heroic spirit - today she will challenge her limit!

With the pen and paper ready, Song Huanxi first wrote about Wang Yu's emotions:

——Youth is good at martial arts, and today a grandmaster discovered that his bones are clear and strange, and he is really a beautiful jade for practicing martial arts!

——The young man was overjoyed and worshiped under the sect of the master.

——Ten years later, the master was exposed as a charlatan, and the young man became furious as if struck by lightning!

——But he has already married a junior junior sister of the same school, a liar's own daughter, and has a son and a daughter!
——The boy is inexplicably sad.

——Even as the son grew up, he was favored by a famous family in the world, and he was accepted into the family wall. The boy at that time was already a middle-aged man, and his face was full of joy, and he had a teenage madness.

——Time is like running water, sitting quietly at home, but suddenly received a report that his son and his fellow apprentice had an argument over a trivial matter, and ended up moving his hands and feet, and now his life and death are uncertain!
——The middle-aged man showed a look of panic, son, if something goes wrong, he will not live anymore!

Song Huanxi finished it in one go, blowing the ink on it very satisfied, using all emotions, anger, sorrow and joy, and perfectly embedded a martial arts story, which fits Wang Yu's usual style very well!

Song Huanxi read the manuscript again, thought for a while, and added a sentence at the end of the article, the middle-aged man went to a famous family, but found his son alive and kicking——

It is the other party who is injured.

This time, she really took the pen, and according to her current writing habit, if she continued to write, it would become a book!
Song Huanxi directly handed the newly written manuscript to Wang Yu who ran to his desk and squatted quietly.

When Wang Yu saw the first sentence, he laughed and couldn't close his mouth completely. This is the love story in his dream!
and many more!

Charlatan? !
When he saw the second sentence, his good mood plummeted for three thousand miles——

A wave of anger was born out of thin air: He is such a talented and beautiful jade, that the bright pearl has turned dark!
Oh, he also has a son who is also a good man and beautiful jade?Was it taken over by a famous family? !

That's fine.

It's all right!
He first went to buy a two-thousand-ring whip to let everyone know that he had a son who entered a famous family!

……

Wang Yu finished reading in one breath, and looked at Song Huanxi anxiously, "Ah Huan, what's going on behind?"

Song Huanxi: "...The whole show is over."

Wang Yu's eyes widened: "How can the show end? Beating people is a big or small thing. If you don't handle it well, you will be expelled from school!"

Don't ask him how he knows, it's because of Dad's money ability, sometimes it doesn't work!
Song Huanxi couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows. Fortunately, most of the class was discussing, and their voices were not too loud.

The main reason for Cheng Gang to come here is to check the basic skills of each student, and it is enough to call out whoever comes up to perform.

The students watched the two with relish at first, but after seeing a student who was not prepared go up, he was in a hurry, and the performance was a mess. Everyone reacted in time——

Very likely, the next unlucky person will be me!

Therefore, the podium area where Cheng Gang is located seems to have become another world, a quiet world with only one performer.

The rest of the classroom is full of voices, and everyone is discussing enthusiastically.

Wang Yu was still chattering, Song Huanxi couldn't take it anymore, and directly called two thugs, Guan Zhizhou and Qin Haoyang, and asked them to drag Wang Yu away.

At last the ear was quiet, Song Huanxi picked up the pen and wrote the story of Qin Haoyang.

This one is much simpler and can be summed up in a few words:
——Break a bloody path among many brothers and ascend the throne as the emperor, great joy!
——The border is lost, food and grass are embezzled, furious!
——The general died in battle, the corpse in the horse, and returned to Beijing for thousands of miles, great sorrow!

——Jiangmen Huzi, won the battle and regained the border, great joy!

——At the celebration banquet, a snow-white wild goose tail knife came straight to the door, it was terrifying!
After Song Huanxi finished writing, the practice went through it again by herself to see if there were any typos, but there were only a few hundred words, and she finished reading it quickly.

Song Huanxi frowned, it seems that it is not good to break here?

So she picked up the pen and added two more sentences:
——It turns out that the owner of the wild goose tail knife is a young girl who came here to avenge the relatives who died in the war.

——The major general stood up in time and stopped the girl.

——and personally pleaded for the girl, but the girl didn't appreciate it. During the struggle, she took off the major general's helmet, and a black hair fell down. A beauty in military uniform appeared in the hall.

Song Huanxi blew on the ink in satisfaction, and it's all over now, it's not stuck at all.

Qin Haoyang, who was watching anxiously by the side, looked like a big cat. As soon as Song Huanxi finished writing, he stretched out his two paws, picked up the letter paper impatiently, and started to read.

This guy was impatient, he read ten lines at a glance, and read these hundreds of words in a blink of an eye——

Qin Haoyang raised his head abruptly: "Ah Huan, where's the back?"

Song Huanxi blinked: "It's all about joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and fear!"

Qin Haoyang: "...It doesn't matter, I'm going to watch the next one!"

Song Huanxi's head was getting bigger, she subconsciously raised her head and looked around, just in time to meet Shen Mengru's bored eyes, Song Huanxi immediately waved, "Mengru, come here!"

"This guy is making trouble, so I can't write your script for you now!"

Shen Mengru immediately glared at Qin Hao who was beside her: "When you're done, you don't care about others, do you?"

Qin Haoyang looked aggrieved: "I don't have one! If you don't believe me, read this script!"

Shen Mengru took the script suspiciously, and after reading it quickly, she only had one line left: "A Huan, what's next?"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Shen Mengru's eyes sparkled, "Use this foreign girl as my acting role, okay?"

Song Huanxi hesitated for a moment, "I'll try."

She picked up a pen and began to write:
——The girl came back from the outside full of joy. Her lover was from another tribe. In the summer, the two tribes fought for a lush pasture. Abba would never agree to her marrying this young man!

——As soon as she approached her tent, she was stopped by her mother, who said that her younger brother would marry a daughter-in-law when he grew up, so he had to have his own tent and asked her to live with her.

——The girl was very angry. Many times, her mother always asked him to give way to her younger brother.

——She talked to her best friend, but found the scar on her best friend's arm, and she was furious: "That bastard, hit you again?!"

——Best friend raised her face proudly: "I'll do it first! I hit more! I only hit the face!"

Slag, what's next?

Slag: The comet hit their planet, unfortunately, there are no living creatures.