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Chapter 039 "Dacheng Bingjian" and the sample book

Meng Yao saw that Zhao Yan finally left, and when she left, she didn't look at her, and then she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Almost no one knew how much pressure Zhao Yan put on her back this time.

A month ago, Zhao Yan wrote a novel and reported to Tang Feng that she was the one who reported it to Tang Feng. There was never an airtight wall in this world. A few days after Zhao Yan was kicked out of school, Ji Yichun and the others found her. Although Ji Yichun and the others did not treat her too much because she was a girl, that night Ji Yichun, Fan Long and Lou Wenhao surrounded her not far away and forced her to come to the riverside park. Everyone who passed by her shouted: "I love reading pornographic novels! Do you have any recommendations?"

In less than half an hour, she collapsed, and more and more people were watching the fun around her. She collapsed, burst into tears, and ran away crying.

Ji Yichun and others did not stop her at that time. Logically, she should have felt at ease after being punished, but Zhao Yan didn't come that day, and she was always worried about how Zhao Yan would take revenge on her.

In fact! After hearing Fan Long mentioned their punishment for Meng Yao, Zhao Yan was not interested in causing trouble for her. A girl could not even beat her, she was bored to scold her, and she was so thin-skinned that she could easily cry. Zhao Yan had long forgotten her.

...

Days pass by day and the college entrance examination is approaching.

Zhao Yan had received 12,800 yuan from the Inscription Bookstore to his mother's account. This was the first money he had earned in his life, but he had no control. His mother only gave him a fraction of 800 yuan, and the rest was said to be for him to save it and use it to marry a wife in the future.

Zhao Yan didn't care either.

Zhao Yan began to go to school every day like before. He was in Class 6, and it had been a week since he met several new classmates here. He was still sitting in the back row of the classroom. Seeing these new classmates working hard every day and sprinting for the college entrance examination, Zhao Yan seemed a little out of place. Without the pressure of the college entrance examination, he opened the book and couldn't read it at all, so he had to continue renting a novel every day to read it.

Occasionally, he would take notes on his notebook.

Recently, he saw another novel in his dream - "Storm and Cloud".

However, he looked a little unconscious. After waking up from the dream, there was only one person who impressed him the most - Bu Jingyun, the god of death.

Bu Jingyun, who was born to cry, had a deep feeling from the bones that was silent and withdrawn from his bones. Zhao Yan didn't know when he would wait for this book "Storm and Cloud" next time, so after waking up from the dream, he wrote what he remembered in his notebook.

This time he did not write the full text. The big pit of "Full Moon Scimitar" has taught him a lesson. It is too difficult to continue writing the works in his dreams. "Full Moon Scimitar" can be continued later, and I feel that the sequel is pretty good, which is a big accidental factor.

He had already thought about it and stored some of the chapters of the works he saw in his dream as inspiration. After he accumulated enough inspiration, he would combine them into a brand new novel.

After careful consideration, Zhao Yan thought this method was good.

So, after dreaming of some chapters of "Storm and Cloud", Zhao Yan wrote these words in his notebook:

"Don't cry, Bu Jingyun, Huo Family Sword Technique, Paiyun Palm, Practice under the waterfall, Kong Ci, Nie Feng, Qin Shuang"

This week, Zhao Yan himself also had some inspiration. Every time he felt it, he would immediately take out a pen and write it on his notebook.

So, a few more lines of words were added to his notebook.

"It is as fast as the wind, as the forest, invasion is as fire, as if it is not moving as the mountain, it is difficult to know as the yin, as if it is moving as thunder"

The inspiration for Zhao Yan to write this passage came from the classroom. In the afternoon of the 6th class that day, Zhao Yan, who had just finished reading the novel in his hand, was very bored and listened casually for a while. When the history teacher mentioned several famous military tactics in ancient times, Zhao Yan's heart was moved. He suddenly became interested in military tactics, so he searched for some information about military tactics on his mobile phone. When he saw the above passage, he suddenly felt that he could use it in the martial arts of the novel.

On a whim, Zhao Yan copied this passage in his notebook.

In addition to this passage, Zhao Yan also wrote some random inspirations, some of which were the titles of the book, some were the characters' personalities, and some were directly a personal name.

For example: "The Rise of the Demon Sect, King of the Sword King, "The Sword Spirit of the Senior Sister", lonely, withdrawn, martial arts, dull, Qin Fu, Zhao Long, Lin Rou..."

Most of these things fall into the eyes of others, but Zhao Yan only needs to take a look and know what he is thinking when he writes these words.

...

Life is so dull, and in a dull state, Zhao Yan looked at the students in Class 6, looking through the application guide that they had just sent out, and watching everyone write their application requirements one by one on the application form. Zhao Yan, who did not have to fill out the application requirements, curled his lips, lowered his head and opened his notebook, and then the title of the book he had just thought of: "The Great Sword of the Sword of the Sword".

At first glance, this book title looks strange. Few people can tell from this book title what the book wants to write, but Zhao Yan looked at the title and liked it the more he read it.

A very special story has already had a rough outline in his mind, but he feels that he still lacks some exciting settings and plots to fill in the story, so he is not planning to write yet.

"The Great Sword of the Sword of the Sword" can accommodate most of the creativity recorded in his notebook.

"Hey! Hey! Zhao Yan and Zhao Yan!"

Yu Jiahua, who was sitting on Zhao Yan's left hand, suddenly poked Zhao Yan's arm with the end of his pen a few times, pulling Zhao Yan's thoughts immersed in his inner world back to reality.

"What's up?"

Zhao Yan turned his head.

Yu Jiahua is one of his new classmates. This guy is a typical subject. Except for mathematics, the grades in all other courses are not very good. But with just one subject, he is very likely to get into college! Because he not only has the first place in Mathematics class 6 every time, but he can also get the first and second place in the whole grade every few days.

Seeing Zhao Yan turn his head, Yu Jiahua blinked in confusion, used his chin to signal the application guide that he had not opened in front of Zhao Yan, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to take the college entrance examination? Why don't you read the application guide? You didn't fill in one of your application?"

It turned out that this was the case. Zhao Yan waved his hand boredly and said, "Just take care of yourself! Don't be so curious about being a person!"

Zhao Yan's answer not only did not dispel Yu Jiahua's curiosity, but instead made him even more curious.

Zhao Yan turned around and poked Zhao Yan's arm twice with the end of his pen, and asked persistently: "Hey! Tell me! Tell me, you won't be pregnant! Tell me quickly!"

Just when Zhao Yan frowned and turned his head to confiscate the ballpoint pen in Yu Jiahua's hand, the bell rang after class. Xiao Lei clapped his palms and announced with a smile: "Everyone slowly think about the school and major they want to apply for! You don't have to rush to submit your application for, just hand it over to me tomorrow's morning self-study!"

After saying that, before he left, there were more and more voices of talking and talking in the classroom. At this moment, Huang Yiqing, who was always smiling, appeared at the door of Class 6, knocked on the door with a thick email in his hand. After attracting everyone's attention, Huang Yiqing looked at Zhao Yan and shouted: "Zhao Yan! Come and get your sample book! Your sample book has arrived!"

(Thank you for your mother's reward of 698 starting coins, please recommend!)
Chapter completed!
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