Lei Mengmeng has just graduated from university and is a well-known fashion designer in Beijing. These days, she has been spending a short holiday for herself and staying at home to hold a body.

She is a martial arts novel lover. To be precise, she should be a fan of Guo Dalu's martial arts novels. The first martial arts novel she read was Guo Dalu's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Since then, she became obsessed with all of Guo Dalu's works. Whether it is novels or movies and TV, she has read them without any omissions. In particular, the preface written by Guo Dalu for Tiesheng's works, "I and Ditan", was repeatedly read by her. Every time she reads it, she has a new harvest. She is fascinated by Guo Dalu's profound thoughts and amazing literary talent.

Well, she is also a member of Guo Dalu Fan Artillery Corps, and she is also a very active person in the group.

After Guo Dalu's physical book "Liancheng Jue" was released this time, Lei Mengmeng, who was looking forward to the stars and the moon, immediately bought a classic online collection of online classic collections.

This book cost her 108 yuan. Of course, for a high-income group like her, 100 yuan is really nothing.

Thanks to the online shopping platform and express business created by Tianxi Group, the courier delivered goods to his doorstep a day later, which was more than three times faster than the previous online sales platform.

After receiving the express delivery, Lei Mengmeng couldn't wait to tear the packaging and walk into the bedroom.

She has a reading habit, which is that she likes to read books while lying down.

In the afternoon sun, I lazily lay on the lounge chair on the balcony, and soaked a cup of tea. In the scent of tea, I rubbed the thick paper with my hands that emitted the ink fragrance on the book, feeling the elves-like characters in the book entering my heart one by one. The comfort that reached my soul was really hard to compare with.

"Bang!"

She just lowered her head to tear the packaging, but accidentally hit the railing of the small duplex staircase at home. Her head suddenly hurts, and she sits on the ground, and even the packaging box is thrown away, "Ah, it hurts so much!"

Lei Yu was rushing for manuscripts in the study. When he heard the movement, he found that his daughter was squatting on the ground with her head in her arms and screaming in pain. The old man was startled and hurriedly ran over to support her, "What's wrong? Hey, why is there such a big bag on her forehead?"

Raymond looked desperate, "Dad, don't just take the stairs in our house! I'll hit me to death!"

"You're going up the stairs? Why are you so careless?"

Lei Yu was both distressed and funny, so he took out ice cubes from the refrigerator and wrapped them with a towel on his daughter's forehead. "You said that your child is in his twenties, why are he still so irritable!"

He glanced at the mailing package on the ground, "Have you bought something again?"

Raymondmeng lay on the sofa in the living room, grinning and pressing the ice cube on his head. He was so angry that he heard this: "I just bought this book, but it hasn't been opened yet, so I was hurt by the stairs! Dad, you are very strong, please help me open the package."

Lei Yu is a traditional literary writer and is also a relatively famous writer group in China. He laughed and said, "I bought this book? Let me see if it is another martial arts novel written by Guo Dalu?"

Although he did not have conflicts with Guo Dalu like Song Taiping, vice chairman of the Writers Association, as a traditional literati with extremely high literary attainments, he really didn't like some martial arts novels on the market. He had watched the film and television dramas shot by Guo Dalu, "Shaolin Temple", and his whole family had watched other film and television works. As for other film and television works, Lei Yu didn't like them very much. The old man naturally was not interested in these imaginary fighting and killing that transcend reality.

However, as a scholar-oriented literati, although he was not interested, he was not in a hurry to deny it. There are many authors who criticized Guo Dalu like Song Taiping, but there are also some literati who are self-disciplined. Although these people are in the Writers Association, they will not listen to the chairman of the Writers Association in everything, and will not flatter Song Taiping.

Although there are not many real literati, there are also many, and these people still have a little bit of character.

Lei Yu didn't like Guo Dalu's works very much, but he didn't forbidden his daughter to read Guo Dalu's novels. It is naturally worthwhile to be so popular and liked by so many people.

Especially the preface written by Guo Dalu for the works of the late writer Tie Sheng, it is completely an independent essay, beautiful and profound, and it is the best Chinese essay he has ever seen, no doubt about it.

Thunderstorm is still very apt for Guo Dalu's writing skills and writing skills, but Guo Dalu doesn't follow the right path and writes those martial arts novels that are nutritious with such good literary talent. The old man feels very sorry.

He also heard a lot about the recent grudge between Guo Dalu and the crosstalk world. He found a knife and cut the package in front of him, and smiled and said, "This book should be the Liancheng Jue, which has been quarreling recently?"

Lei Meng covered his head and said, "Yes, it's Liancheng Jue! Mr. Guo is indeed worthy of being Guo Dahuai. The title of this book has been online for many days. The physical book has only been released now. It can really make people get sick!"

Lei Yu sighed: "This martial arts novel is all the same thing. You can just pass the time occasionally. If you really want to read it as a famous book, you will be a bit too addicted!"

Lei Meng said unhappily: "I don't like to listen to you. Although Mr. Guo is a bit terrible, he writes pretty well. Don't look down on others. The things written by you are called Yangchun Baixue. The martial arts novels written by Mr. Guo are the ones? If you have the ability, you can write a few martial arts novels!"

Lei Yu shook his head and said, "In addition to fighting and killing people, martial arts is also worth mentioning. But this imagination has become a monotonous system until now, and it is really not nutritious. Can Guo Dalu's books escape this rule?"

He spoke and had already taken out the book in the package.

The light blue hard cover came into his eyes. The illustration on the cover is a plum tree in the wind and snow, with twisted branches and sporadic small flowers, reflecting with the snowflakes floating in the wind. I don’t know whether the snowflakes are plum blossoms or plum blossoms or snowflakes. Although the entire cover is light, it gives people a feeling of extreme coldness.

"Huh? This painting is interesting!"

Thunderstorm has a very high artistic cultivation, and has all been involved in poetry, calligraphy and painting. At this time, I saw the cover of "Liancheng Jue", and my eyes lit up. "The person on the cover of this painting is very powerful. I drew out the cold plum blossoms blooming in the wind in just a few strokes, especially the spirit of this old plum tree. It's amazing!"

He was delighted to read it. He was about to open the book to read the contents, but Lei Meng, who was next to him, reached out and snatched the book. "I'll read it first, I'll read it first! I'll read it after I finish reading it!"

Lei Yu smiled dotingly, "This girl!"

Seeing that Lei Mengbeng's forehead was fine, he returned to the study and continued to rush for the manuscript.

At noon, after the nanny had finished cooking, Lei Yu followed the fragrance of the rice to the restaurant and found that he and the nanny were the only ones in the restaurant, "Sister-in-law, where is Meng?"

The nanny said, "I called her just now, but I haven't come out yet."

Lei Yu smiled and said, "It seems that he is fascinated by reading books, so you can shout it again."

The nanny nodded and said, "Okay..."

"I'm so angry!"

Before the nanny could finish her sentence, a raucous voice suddenly sounded from the hall, and then she leaned out of the bedroom with her hair spread out, and slammed the door with a "bang", "I'm so angry!"

She walked to the dining table and sat down, saying again, "I'm so angry!"

Thunderstorm Daqi, "What's wrong? This is the food today, eat more!"

Raymond said angrily: "It's not that Guo Dafai's book is just a mess! Let me tell you, the people written in "Liancheng Jue" today are so weird. One is more sinister and vicious than the other. It makes people feel angry and I can't eat it anymore! I'm so full of anger!"
Chapter completed!