After marrying Gan Yu, his ex-girlfriend came to him

After all, now that Gan Yu is pregnant, she can be regarded as a father-to-be.

"Well, although it may be rude to say this, I still have an unfeeling request," Stanley hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Actually, tomorrow is little Amy's birthday, but her mother, because of work The reason is that there is no way to come back. She is at school and has no friends. If there is no accident, I am afraid that Ozzy and I will celebrate her birthday party tomorrow... So, if possible, can I invite you Stay another day to attend Little Amy's birthday party?"

"We promised!"

Before Qi Feng answered, Qiqianqian raised her hand first, and said solemnly: "It's too pitiful for a girl's birthday to be attended by only one bird and one person."

Although this sentence seems a little impolite to Oz, it is indeed the truth.

Qi Feng seemed to want to say something, but after thinking for a while, he still smiled and nodded, "I'm afraid I can't refuse a father's request, besides, Qianqian has received a lot of care from you, and I agree to this matter. "

"Thank you so much!" Hearing what Qi Feng said, Stanley frowned tightly, and then relaxed, nodded and said: "Also, please keep the birthday party a secret. I think ...surprise her."

"That's right, then I have to prepare some gifts for Fischel!" Qi Qianqian held out her hand to Qi Feng solemnly, and said, "Little uncle, give me 1000 million moras, I'm going to buy gifts !"

"Snapped!"

Naturally, Qi Feng would not obediently give Qiqianqian 1000 million moras, but directly gave her a blowout.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Qi Feng frowned slightly and said, "1000 million Mora, what kind of gift are you planning to buy?"

"Hee hee..." Qiqianqian stuck out her tongue, pretending to be crazy and said: "Dolls or something."

"You just buy a doll for 1000 million moras?" Qi Feng stretched out his hand, squeezed Qiqianqian's soft cheeks, squeezed it like a jelly candy, and said angrily, "How much kickback do you plan to take. "

"I'm just joking with you," Qiqianqian said with a chuckle, "But, have you decided what gift you want to give?"

"This is indeed a problem..." Qi Feng couldn't help showing a helpless expression on his face, and muttered to himself, "Fischer won't be interested in ordinary gifts, right?"

266 Girls' Novels

What ordinary girls like may not be very attractive to Fischer.

Send a doll?

Fischer might have said: "A false doll is nothing but a lie woven of straw and cotton."

Send a bouquet of flowers?

Fischer might say: "Beauty and fragrance are but illusions, fleeting and not worthy of my eternity."

…………

At this time, in Fischer's room.

This is a very unique room.

In this room, there is no pink wallpaper, nor is there a princess bed full of dolls, nor is there a whole wardrobe full of cute and beautiful little skirts.

The dark purple room setting, the weird furnishings, of course, the most eye-catching thing is the bookshelf that occupies almost the entire wall, and there are many books neatly arranged inside.

Most of these novels even have obscure names. Of course, the most numerous of them are the "Emperor Fischer's Night Tales" series, and there are even very rare additional setting collections.

It was precisely because of reading these things that Fischer was gradually influenced by the contents and became what he is now.

At this time, Fischer, who was still angry, was leaning over the table, dipping a quill in ink, and writing something quickly in a strangely shaped book.

The girl's handwriting is very beautiful, but the font is very strange, as if to describe it, it is a bit like the so-called "Gothic" font in Qi Feng's world.

For ordinary people, let alone writing it out, even reading it normally is quite troublesome.

However, Fischer seems to have gotten used to it long ago. While writing, he was still muttering silently: "Princess Fischel shot an arrow that pierced the sky, and wiped out the dragon in the sky..."

This is a fan fiction written by Fischer based on "Princess Fischel", or herself. Because she doesn't have any friends, Fischel seldom has friends with whom to communicate, so whenever she is bored Sometimes, she will write some novels by herself.

Of course, in those stories, the main characters are naturally "Emperor Fischel".

For example, "Prince Fischer vs. Wind Demon Dragon", "Princess Fischer and the Battle of the Seven Gods", "Princess Fischer's Infinite Dimensional Brawl" and so on.

She also took these novels to the publishing house to contribute, but most of them ended up with "I don't know why", "The writing is very good, but the content is very strange", "The work is very good, but there is still a certain distance from the requirements of the press, and I look forward to your next review. Submission" and other reasons were returned.

However, Fischer has never given up his hobby of writing fan fiction, and even plans to publish it at his own expense in the future.

Anyway, her purpose is not to make money, but to let more people know the name of "Prince Fischer".Therefore, whether to write a manuscript or not depends entirely on Fischer's own mood. You don't have to be afraid of readers' reminders for updates, and you don't have to worry about not getting a guarantee.

"Ahhhh!"

Fischer suddenly threw the quill on the table, put his hands on his head, and showed an angry expression on his face: "Damn it, why don't you have any inspiration today!"

She didn't seem to realize that the reason why she didn't have inspiration was because she was upset all the time, and the reason why she was upset was because of Qi Feng's departure.

"Miss Report." At this moment, Oz suddenly flew in from the window, tilted his head, and said, "I have good news. Mr. Qi Feng and Ms. Qiqianqian will not leave until tomorrow."

"Really?" Fischer stood up quickly when she heard this, and couldn't help showing an excited expression on her face, but soon, she snorted coldly, folded her arms and said, "Then... so what ? I don't want them to stay. Staying here will hinder my eyes!"

"In that case..." Ozzy shook his black wings, as if he was about to fly out, and said, "Should I inform them to let them leave?"

"That... that's not necessary," Fischer immediately pressed Ozzy, and said a little coyly, "But why did they suddenly want to stay for an extra day?"

If it was an ordinary girl, she would naturally guess that this matter was probably related to her birthday.

However, because Fischer was too obsessed with playing the convict princess, he had already forgotten his own birthday, so he didn't think of this at all.

After all, only the convicting princess who bears a tragic fate will do such boring and childish things as "celebrating her birthday".

However, this is just Fischer's excuse. In fact, she doesn't like birthdays, because she has a weird and withdrawn personality since she was a child, and no friends will come to her birthday party at all.

"They are for you..." Oz said halfway through, but he suddenly closed his mouth and changed the subject: "Ahem, miss, I don't know why, maybe, they just want to see more in Mond City One day."

"I really can't help it." Fischel seemed completely unaware that Ozzy would hide himself, so he nodded and said, "Let me take them around tomorrow."

Maybe it was because of being too happy, Fischer lay down on the bed happily, rolled over on the bed a few times, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

There was a smile on that pretty face.

"I'm sorry, Miss, please forgive my deception," Ozzy said to himself helplessly, "After all, if you know in advance, there will be no surprises..."

However, even Oz himself doubted what kind of gift should be given to make this eccentric lady feel "surprised".

But at this moment, Ozzy's two black bean-like eyes were placed on the unclosed fan novel on Fischer's desk.

A girl's novel is naturally her own secret, but Ozzy is not an outsider, no, an outsider.

Therefore, Fischer often shares the plots and stories he thinks of with Ozzy.

"Wait a minute..." Suddenly, Ozzy seemed to think of something, and said to himself, "Maybe this gift, Miss will like it very much."

While Fischer was asleep, Ozzy flew onto the table, hooked the edge of the novel with his two little paws, lifted it vigorously, and flew out staggeringly with the booklet. out the window.

Ozzy went around the hall and went directly into Qi Feng's room, only to find that he was sitting by the table, writing something on a piece of paper.

Ozzy hung the book and placed it in front of Qi Feng unsteadily.

"Mr. Oz?" Qi Feng looked at the thick and strange book in front of him, and couldn't help frowning: "This... what is it?"

267 Dream Realization Project

Ozzy glanced at the piece of paper that Qi Feng was writing just now, and what was written on it was actually a gift list.

Doll (×)

Bubble skirt (×she probably doesn't like to wear it)

Accessories (×)

Pet dog (× Mr. Oz may object)

Barbecue set meal (×Qianqian, don’t secretly write me the gift you want!)

…………

However, all the gifts were marked with a cross.It seems that choosing a gift really gave Qi Feng quite a headache.

"It's a novel written by Miss." Ozzy stood on the book, bounced back and forth a few times, and said, "I think, Mr. Qi Feng, you should also be troubled by Miss's gift?"

"You guessed it right," Qi Feng scratched his cheek helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "If it was an ordinary girl, it should be easier... But why did you bring the novel written by Fischer over here?" Woolen cloth?"

"Actually, I have an idea about the gift for the lady," Ozzy said solemnly: "Before, we entered the different space called the world in the pot together. If I guessed correctly, it should belong to Mr. Qi Feng's world."

"That's right." Qi Feng frowned slightly, and asked in doubt, "However, does this have anything to do with the birthday present for Fischel?"

"Actually, Miss has no need for material things, so the best gift is to fulfill Miss's dream." Oz pecked the cover of the book with his beak, opened it, and said: " Although it is rude to make such a request hastily, if possible, I wonder if Mr. Qi Feng can construct the same plot as in this novel according to this novel, so that the lady can fulfill her wish?"

Qi Feng immediately understood what Oz meant. To put it simply, it was like a movie called "Party A and Party B" that he had seen.

And my task is to fulfill a "dream" for Fischer.

"This is indeed a very interesting suggestion." Qi Feng did not refuse, but nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Although I don't know if it will succeed, I am willing to try it."

"Thank you very much," Ozzy bowed very politely, and said, "Then this novel will be placed here for the time being, please don't let the lady find out, otherwise, you may be able to read it at the dinner table tomorrow." It's my turn."

Although there is a bit of a joke in this sentence, but if Fischer knows that the novel he wrote has been read by Qi Feng, he will definitely be very shy.

"Understood!" Qi Feng stretched out a thumb towards Oz, and said with a smile: "Leave this matter to me, I will definitely do my best!"

Ozzy nodded, and then flew out of the window.

…………

"Although reading the novel written by the girl, it seems a little not very good..." Qi Feng opened the novel while talking to himself, and said with a smile: "However, this is also to give her a surprise."

Looking at the densely packed Gothic writing that filled the pages of the book, Qi Feng couldn't help showing a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.

Sure enough...it's very similar to Fischer's style.

After all, Qi Feng is considered a professional novel writer, so after flipping through a few pages, he could see the basic routine of this novel.

Generally speaking, both the story and the plot are somewhat immature. It is not so much a novel as a "self-promotional work" written to satisfy the author's own wishes.

The choice of words and sentences is very beautiful, but it is somewhat suspected of piling up rhetoric, which makes the story more obscure and difficult to read.

However, in order to fulfill Fischel's wish, Qi Feng still bite the bullet and read this brick-thick novel carefully.

In fact, the content of the story is not complicated, but because of the use of too many meaningless modifiers and a large number of psychological descriptions of the protagonist, it takes a lot of space.

"Snapped!"

Qi Feng closed the thick novel directly, nodded, and said thoughtfully: "If it's these stories... there should be no problem!"

As a man of action, and with only one day to prepare, Qi Feng immediately took out the dust song pot and entered the realm of the pot.

Just entered the pot in the world, but saw, in the middle of the square of the town, a group of children are surrounded by a silver dragon, seem to be playing very happily.

It seems that Du Lin seems to be completely familiar with the life in the world of pots. Although the "human beings" here are just "dolls" made by Bai Ya with the core of consciousness, even so, Du Lin is still very happy to be able to be with him. Human beings live in harmony.

"Owner!"

As if sensing Qi Feng's appearance, Du Lin immediately got out of the crowd and rushed in front of Qi Feng, shaking his huge head back and forth, sticking out his tongue, and licking Qi Feng's face , just like a big husky: "Are you okay? That strange white-haired big sister didn't hurt you, did she?"

"I'm fine now," Qi Feng finally got rid of Du Lin's tongue-licking attack, and said with a smile, "Where are Bai Ya and Xiao Yuan?"

"Recently, Sister Bai Ya wants to build a castle outside the city as a vacation villa." Du Lin shook his long and narrow tail and said with a confused expression, "Although, I don't know what a vacation means."

"Those two guys don't have to go to work, what kind of vacation are they going to take..." Qi Feng spread his hands and said thoughtfully: "However, I really just need a castle, go, Du Lin, take me with you Bar."

"Ok!"

Without further ado, Du Lin opened his big mouth, bit Qi Feng's back collar, and with a light flick, he threw Qi Feng onto his back: "It's about to start, master, please sit still, Du Lin It must be quick!"

"Don't worry, just fly, the sooner the better... Ahhh!"

Before Qi Feng finished speaking, he suddenly felt gusts of hurricane passing across his cheeks, and saw that Du Lin had already flew into mid-air in an instant, so fast that he almost threw Qi Feng's body away.

Qi Feng quickly hugged Du Lin's neck tightly, trembling slightly: "No...you don't have to go so fast!"

The silver dragon, like a Boeing 747, penetrated the clouds.

Du Lin seems to enjoy the feeling of flying in the sky with her owner. Perhaps for her, this is as happy as a dog being taken out for a walk by its owner.

Soon, one person and one dragon arrived at the destination. On the top of a high cliff, there really stood a solemn and solemn castle. It looked like the demon king's city where the final boss lived.

268 The Dragon Roars!

Looking at the huge castle that is at least 50 meters high, even Qi Feng couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

Although he didn't know how Bai Ya and A Yuan built such a large building in such a short period of time, since they have this ability, the chance of Qi Feng's plan being realized will naturally be higher up.

"Ah, sure enough, this is the right place for me to live."

On the highest floor of the castle, Bai Ya was sitting on a rather gorgeous throne, swaying the red wine in the goblet, with an expression of enjoyment, she said to herself: "It's worth our money! So much time and energy went into building this castle."

And A Yuan, who was beside Bai Ya, was using spells to make a dining table. Obviously, the castle that had just been built was still somewhat empty.