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Chen Shu giggled after listening to the conversation between Shen Lang and Sun Lier, the son of Duke Zhou. This man was really interesting.

But now her thoughts were focused on Shi Yue.

"Teacher Shi, can I ask you a few questions?"

Shi Yue smiled: "Excuse me."

"I would like to ask under what circumstances you created the word "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", or how to write "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty".

"I am a civil servant, and you civil servants also know that I sit in the office making tea, reading newspapers, and doing nothing all day long. I just wanted to find something to do, so I wrote this book."

Shen Lang......

"Teacher Shi, actually I also want to ask, why can you write about the events of the Ming Dynasty in such a light and humorous way?" Shen Lang looked at Shi Yue.

Shi Yue smiled: "Humor is me, humor is not history. I have liked history since I was a child. When I was very young, I was reading the fifteenth anniversary of Wanli. I kept reading, reading literature and history, and kept walking and reading. Mountains and lands.

Although these books and these roads have nothing to do with me, they taught me to think.

Now I am useless, nameless, or even have nothing. Maybe I am dead inexplicably, or I am alive inexplicably.

But none of this matters. The important thing is that I need to know what kind of person I want to be. This is a spirit that nourishes my soul. It has nothing to do with the future, money, or him. 그It shouldn't be a blank piece of paper, a piece of paper with only words about wine, sex, wealth, 녌fame, wealth and wealth, or scrawled on it. "

After saying this, Shen Lang, Zhou Gongzi, Sun Li, and Chen Shu stood in solemn respect and looked at the 그 family. This is what the big family said. The 그 family's ideological realm is different from their own.

Shen Lang only felt that he was a vulgar person compared with Shi Yue.

"Teacher Shi, let me toast you."

Shi Yue smiled and looked at Cao Lingxuan: "Teacher Cao, you write novels, and I really like reading them. I'd like to toast you."

Shen Lang waved his hands quickly: "I'm just a vernacular writer and can't compare with you. I just want to make money. I'm curious, how much royalties did those things bring you tomorrow?"

Shi Yue smiled: "Money is not important to me. What is important is that I can share what I like with everyone."

"Um, how much does it cost?"

Shi Yue smiled slightly: "The number ending in 8 means there is 놅."

Shen Lang...fuck...but he also understands that the blog has been clicked more than 150 million times and sold 5 million copies in the first edition. This is a miracle.

........

Time flies, and the 27th suddenly comes, and New Year’s Eve is still 3꽭.

Shen Lang packed his bags and prepared to go home.

"Mr. Zhou, will you leave later?"

Mr. Zhou was lying lazily on the sofa: "What are you going for? Where are you going?"

"Have you spent time at home?"

"If I don't go back, I won't go home for too long."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. Mr. Zhou looked at him and sat down. Shen Lang said, "What are you doing? You want to go home. Why don't you leave quickly?"

"If I leave, won't I leave you alone?"

"Just one 그 and one 그bai. I often film outside and spend a lot of time on the set. I have long been used to it."

"Why don't you go home?"

Mr. Zhou glanced at Shen Lang: "You have so many things to do. I don't have a good relationship with my father. I'm getting older. I will be forced to get married when I go back. I'm too lazy to listen."

Shen Lang......

"How about you come back to the devil with me?"

"Go back with you? What does this sound like?"

"What's the matter? I feed you and live in you. We are good brothers. We will go to my house as soon as we get there. Go quickly and pack your luggage. We will go to the airport in a while. Hurry up."

"I'm not going."

"I'm telling you, hurry up, what does a 그 bigger than a 뎃놅 sound like?"

Mr. Zhou lay down directly on the sofa and lay there.

Shen Lang was so happy that he immediately picked up Mr. Zhou and carried him to Mr. Zhou's bedroom.

"Hurry, I've called a taxi."

Mr. Zhou was helpless: "What are you doing? I'm fine just by myself."

"What a shit, go pack your luggage and I'll check it out later."

Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes.

20 minutes later.

Shen Lang walked into the room and looked at the suitcase on the floor, but found nothing.

"Brother Xun, are you making trouble with me?"

"I really don't want to go. What's it like for a girl like me to go home with you?"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes: "I don't think of you as a woman either."

Mr. Zhou...fuck.

Shen Lang directly opened the wardrobe, gathered a few cotton-padded clothes, and directly took a black coat and put it on Young Master Zhou.

"Hurry, the cars are here."

Young Master Zhou reluctantly put on his clothes and followed Cao Lingxuan to the airport. Young Master Zhou was quite unhappy on the way.

As soon as he landed, Mr. Zhou changed.

Looking at the lively streets of Magic City, my heart and mouth are filled with joy.

"Oh, it's so lively, Lang'er, look there's a lion dance there, wow, there's a dragon dance." Looking at the Chinese red-looking street, Mr. Zhou was very happy.

"I'll bring you over tomorrow to play."

"Okay."

After a while, we arrived at No. 74 Binjiang Road.

"Lang'er, should I buy some gifts?"

Shen Lang waved his hand: "What gift are you buying? It's not a gift."

"You should buy some, it's basic etiquette."

"No need."

Shen Lang came to the gate.

"Mom, open the door, I'm back."

The door opened soon, and a beautiful Chinese lady in cheongsam looked at Shen Lang with surprise: "Son, oh, my dear son is back. Who is this?"

Lin Yuxia looked at Zhou Gongzi, who was wrapped like a penguin, and was a little confused. This girl is really afraid of the cold.

Zhou Gongzi quickly took off her scarf and mask: "Auntie, hello, I am..."

"Zhou Gongzi? !!! Big star!!! I know you, I've seen your drama!!! Oh, my god!!!"

Lin Yuxia looked at Zhou Gongzi excitedly.

"Mom, don't be surprised, Brother Xun is my friend, my good brother, and he is coming to our house today."

"Come in, come in, Lao Shen, Lao Shen, come in."

Shen Lang, Zhou Gongzi entered the room.

When Mr. Zhou saw the interior decoration, he was surprised. The whole room was filled with Chinese-style furniture and various calligraphy and paintings. He could tell that it was a scholarly family. He didn't expect Shen Lang to come from such a family. Logically speaking, a child from such a family shouldn't be so shameless.

Shen Lang's father, Shen Kuohai came in wearing an apron.

"My son is back. Oh, isn't this that person...that person..." Shen Kuohai pointed at Mr. Zhou and thought for a while.

"Uncle, hello, I'm Zhou Xun."

"Oh, yes, I've seen your play, Princess Taiping, right?"

Mr. Zhou smiled: "Yes, that's right, it's me, uncle, aunt, I'm sorry for disturbing you by coming here this time."

Lin Yuxia waved her hands quickly: "What's the matter with this? You are Xiaolang'er's friend, and we are so happy that a big star is coming to our house."

The child's father should prepare a few more dishes.

"What about Mr. Zhou? If you don't mind, I'll call Xiaolang's uncle's family and his uncle's family over. They're just across the street."

Shen Lang was speechless: "Mom, it's not a big deal."

Lin Yuxia smiled: "Big star."

Mr. Zhou smiled: "Auntie, it's okay, just treat me as an ordinary guest."

"Mom, you should clean up a room first, put the luggage first, and then you can show off."

Lin Yuxia clapped her hands: "Yes, yes, I forgot about this."

Lin Yuxia took Mr. Zhou to the second bedroom.

"This is the room where Xiaolang lived before. I cleaned it up. You can live here, and Xiaolang can sleep in the study."

Mr. Zhou smiled and looked at Lin Yuxia: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Don't be polite, just treat it as your own home."

Lin Yuxia walked to the bedroom.

Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang's room.

It was very clean and had a sandalwood scent, which she liked.

The room was filled with Stephen Chow and Andy Lau's drawing boards, as well as many books, comics, and photo frames of Shen Lang. Zhou Gongzi started to read them with great interest. As she read, Zhou Gongzi discovered something cute. ? ? ? She found two Playboy magazines. There were also two men's magazines.