Douyin's Craft King

Why don't you brag that you are an ancient cub? "If you don't say it, don't say it. Master, don't be angry. Anger is not good for the body of the master."

The black egg hurriedly said good things.

"Ye Heng, it's okay, the black egg is quite intentional."

Zhang Qingchu said to Ye Heng.

Hearing this, Ye Heng glared at Heidan fiercely, and then returned to the kitchen.

Seeing Ye Heng gone, Heidan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, you said that the master can rely on his face to eat, but he has to rely on his strength. I really don't understand."

Heidan said: "In this world, my master is the only one who is more handsome than me."

"Okay, if you flatter your master like this again, your master will come out and get angry again."

Zhang Qingchu....I really like this black egg, it's very interesting to talk, it's just...a living treasure.

Even a person like her who doesn't usually like to chat with others, she was quite happy chatting with Heidan.

For those... people with autism, having a bird like a black egg feels like more of a cure than any treatment.

"Miss, I'm serious."

Heidan rarely said solemnly: "Write the subject matter I'm talking about, and I'm sure it will be popular."

Zhang Qingchu smiled and shook his head: "I didn't think about fire, I just... write and play."

"Ugh."

Heidan pretended to sigh when he heard the words: "It's a pity that there are so many good stories."

"You can still tell stories."

Zhang Qingchu said in surprise.

"Of course."

Starling said with a self-confident face: "Fantasy and supernatural, these two types of stories are more telling. Miss, choose one for yourself, if it doesn't sound good, count me as a loser."

"So confident"

Zhang Qingchu was a little unconvinced.

This starling can talk and has its own thoughts, which has already shocked Zhang Qingchu enough.

If he could really tell a story, it would be amazing.

However, the things that seem to be attached to Ye Heng are very magical. After a long time, Zhang Qingchu is not surprised.

"Then I want to listen to supernatural beings."

Zhang Qingchu prefers to listen to supernatural stories, which are very exciting.

And it's more imaginative than watching ghost movies.

"no problem."

Black eggs believe themselves.

And just about to speak.

Ye Heng's voice came from the kitchen.

"time to eat!"

Ye Heng has already prepared the meal.

"The meal is ready, wait for the afternoon: if you have time in the afternoon, tell me more about it!"

Zhang Qingchu smiled and then hurriedly went to the kitchen to serve Ye Heng the dishes.

......Watching Zhang Qingchu abandon herself like this and go for food.

Black Egg felt a blow to his self-esteem.

He said to himself: "The eighth master is angry, so don't say it, don't say it."

On the dinner table! Zhang Qingchu looked at Ye Heng while eating and said, "Black eggs are really amazing, and they're so smart."

"It's quite clever."

Ye Heng said: "Something exceeded my expectations."

Originally, Ye Heng thought that the third mechanical beast starling that he made would be a little smarter than the usual starlings, and it would be good to imitate people to speak a little faster.

But now, black eggs are completely underestimated.

Not only can he speak human words, but he is full of gossip.

Now it's even more storytelling.

Although Zhang Qingchu did not know whether the black egg would tell a story or not.

But Ye Heng was certain in his heart that the black egg would definitely tell a story.

Because the theme of the novel that Heidan said before was completely... the theme of the fire on the earth in the previous life was brought over.

We all know these...., it's not surprising to be able to tell stories.

Ye Heng wondered if the system had deliberately implanted some cultural knowledge of the previous earth into the black egg when he made the black egg, because he was afraid that he would be bored, so it was specially used to relieve his boredom.

Ye Heng became more and more certain of this guess in his heart.

However, how much... cultural knowledge has been implanted into the black eggs by the system, this remains to be discovered.

The black egg full of gossip can now be called "the porter of culture"

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Chapter [-] The Eighth Master Tells Stories

: Sixth shift, brothers, don't scare away the little sister, it's not easy to have a female reader! After dinner! Zhang Qingchu took the initiative to wash the bowl.

However, I found that the interest of black eggs is not very high.

There is no more eloquent talk like in the morning, the whole person is like the eggplant beaten by frost, and the pickled bar has fallen off.

I saw the black egg, standing on the bench in the living room, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something.

"Black egg, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Qingchu walked over and asked with a smile.

"Please don't call me Black Egg, please call me Eighth Master."

Heidan said, "Eighth master, I'm thinking about bird life!"

Bang! A small block of wood smashed directly.

It hit the black egg and almost knocked it off the bench.

"speak English!"

Ye Heng's voice came.

The black egg looked wronged, "four eight seven"

But he didn't dare to continue arguing with Ye Heng.

Because Brother Flathead is staring at it.

"You are jealous of my beauty."

Black Egg said, but his voice was much lower.

Pfft! Zhang Qing couldn't help laughing.

She found that since she came to Ye Heng, she laughed more times than she had in the past few years.

If you keep laughing like this, you will probably have to laugh out the wrinkles.

"Black Egg, didn't you say you wanted to tell me a story? Tell me now!"

Zhang Qingchu sat next to Heidan and said, "I must be a qualified listener. Maybe your story can inspire me to write a novel."

"Stop talking."

Heidan twisted his head and said, "The eighth master is not happy now, and he has no interest in telling stories."

"why you are not feeling happy"

Zhang Qingchu asked.

"You didn't put me in the eyes of the eighth master. The eighth master felt naked contempt."

Black Egg said.

"You still use the word contempt!"

Zhang Qingchu praised, and then touched the black egg's bird head and coaxed: "Dear, let's talk, I just happen to be bored now."

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Heidan said stubbornly: "You listened to it because you were bored. This is a blasphemy against knowledge."

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll go to bed, and I just happen to be sleepy too."

Zhang Qingchu yawned deliberately, then got up to go to the bedroom.

However, the black egg still remained motionless, determined not to speak.

"I don't really say"

Zhang Qingchu asked again.

"Do not say."

"determine"

"Sure."

After the black egg was confirmed, he changed his mind again: Fei Xiaojie, if you praise me, you must say at least 800 words."

"A word to praise you, you are going to let me write an 80 essay praising you!"

Zhang Qingchu was out of breath.