"Mr. Wang Jiu, please be sure to listen to my explanation. All this is a misunderstanding. I really have no intention of disrespect for you. In my heart, you will always be the one who loves me with a strict and precise teaching stick in the sword cave... Oh, the teacher who is not whipping that conforms to the way of heaven."

In the forest area, Li Chaolu walked beside Wang Jiu with sweat on his face and blushing cheeks. He made a sincere explanation: "And what they call Rouwen is not what you think, it refers to a masterpiece with rich content and full characters, like Frost Descendant Beef. Of course, I dare not say how good my work is, but just a few strokes that I have nothing to do with…"

Chen Qingming interrupted without hesitation: "Don't explain, I can't even deceive you for your nonsense, and you still hope to fool Ajiu? Humph, do you really think we don't know what Rowen is?"

Wang Jiu asked, "What is Rowen?"

"..." Chen Qingming was stunned for a moment, drooping his shoulders, "Forget it, just treat it as a masterpiece like Frost Descent Beef."

"Is that true? Then it's amazing to use your spare time to create literature and get praise from the book club members far away in Shencheng." Wang Jiu praised seriously, "Chaolu, your talent in practice is not excellent. Even in the Jiuzhou era, it is likely to stop at the Heavenly Demolition Realm. With the current Xiangzhou environment, you may not be able to reach the end of the human realm in your entire life. So instead of worrying about the ascension of the heavenly way, it's better to use your pen and words to leave an artistic treasure engraved in the history of human civilization."

Wang Jiu's earnest consolation made Li Chaolu burst into flowers on the spot.

"Mr. Wang Jiu, you, you are really too gentle..."

"Providing appropriate guidance to students and teaching students according to their aptitude is the basic responsibility of being a tutor." Wang Jiu said humbly, "Although I don't know much about human literature and can't even write well, if I encounter any problems in writing in the future, you are welcome to consult me ​​at any time."

"It will definitely be! In fact, I am currently conceiving a fan work, in which a main character intends to use you, Mr. Wang Jiu, as the model, so I would like to ask some details about you, so please do not misunderstand. I am just for literary creation, not to spy on other people's privacy."

"Yes." Wang Jiu cooperated very well.

"Would you like to support interracial love..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qingming hit his waist with an elbow.

"Don't be too much just because Ajiu is ignorant of the world! I'm still here!"

"Tsk, sooner or later..."

While the group was talking, they had followed the maid through a scene fusion channel and came to a new scene.

Compared with the pavilions and water pavilions before, the towering ancient trees, this scene is narrower and narrow. It is about a tea room that is only ten feet in square meters. Dozens of cushions are arranged in circles, surrounded by a podium in the center. At this time, more than a dozen people have already sat down. When they see a few people coming in, some people even reach out to say hello.

The maid introduced: "This is a private space for fans of Sanshengshi fan works. Every time we join, we will share some excellent fan works, and ask the creators to share their creative experiences on stage and read the wonderful paragraphs aloud."

"...Reading the wonderful paragraphs?" Li Chaolu felt cold sweat and started to stir up again.

"Yes, it is the passage in which Zhao Lu had the first close contact with Wang Jiu in the forcibly room. We hope that you can read it out loud in person and truly burst out the feelings of the author immersed in the text."

"This, there's no need. I just write it casually, there's no feelings haha..."

"How come there is no? Don't be modest. We fandoms in the fan area have seen many high-quality fancies on weekdays, and they are very picky about their appetites. It is not easy to get a piece of praise from more than half of the people. However, your article was obviously hurt today. After reading it, I posted it to all book friends. But after reading it, everyone was deeply captured by your words. You wrote in the article that Zhao Lu felt pleasure in pain and the words that produced pleasure in torture are very contagious. Zhao Lu was tortured by various tortures, but the pleasure of the body brought spiritual enjoyment. This incredible contradiction is expressed by you in beautiful and sincere words, which makes many of us feel incredible, so I want to ask you to share your creative experience."

The maid's sincere praise made Li Chaolu even more eager to commit suicide on the spot, especially when she was looked at by Shen Qingming with a perverted look, she was even more embarrassed and angry.

"I'm worthy of being a brother and sister."

"Don't mention that fat man! I have nothing to do with him!"

Shen Qingming sneered: "It doesn't matter if it's okay? You can see if you don't have blind eyes."

On the other hand, the maid was cheering, constantly encouraging Li Chaolu to come to power bravely, and mobilized a group of book friends to cheer him in unison.

Li Chaolu was really in a dilemma when she was looked at by these dozens of sincere eyes in the fan area.

Fortunately, the little girl's intelligence index is more than 3.3 after all, and she had an idea again with a flash of inspiration.

"I said, can I read those jokes in front of my acquaintances, and I feel a little embarrassed."

This request was not too much. The maid pondered for a while, discussed it with several other book friends and agreed.

Li Chaolu immediately felt relieved, breathed easily, and then stood on the stage.

What she chose to recite was the monologue of the conflict in her article when Zhao Lu was tortured by her teacher Wang Jiu with extremely severe means in her mind.

"...Mr. Wang Jiu is indeed a ruthless person. Even though he fainted from pain countless times, he refused to stop the slap in his hand. However, this coldness made my heart more and more intense. I believe that one day, I will melt his ice with my true feelings. Today's pain and torture will surely become the daily life of the future. So I will not escape or treat my scars. Every scar on my body is a medal given to me by Mr. Wang Jiu."

After a long monologue, a warm applause rang out from the audience, and fan lovers of different appearances offered their praise together. Li Chaolu on the stage stared at Wang Jiu with deep affection, as if her recitation just now was expressing her heart.

Li Chaolu was so proud of her wit that she might cause unhappiness that Beef Wen turned into a public confession.

Then, the girl was a little shy and moved her plump and slender legs and walked down from the stage. She came to Wang Jiu and asked in a singular voice: "Sir, what do you think...?"

Shen Qingming looked as if it was ashen: "Disgusting, unexpectedly disgusting!"

Li Chaolu pulled her away without hesitation: "It's not your business, go eat your carrot."

On the other hand, Wang Jiu was holding a copy of the maid's copy and distributed text, but his face was expressionless.

Li Chaolu was a little nervous: "Sir, you... don't like it?"

Wang Jiu said: "From your fantasy, I remember some people I knew before."

Li Chaolu's heart was thrilled: "Did you have a confidante in the past?"

Wang Jiu said: "When the demons just arrived in Jiuzhou, they were so powerful that they swept across Jiuzhou withered and destroyed the land. The creatures in the occupied areas were tragic, and humans were like livestock in their hands... However, at this time, some people not only did not resist, but instead rationalized the pain and even pleasure they suffered. They believed that being tortured by the demons was a kind of honor, and they were willing to be the vanguard of the demons invading humans and turned against their compatriots."

Li Chaolu was stunned.

"Zhao Lu in your article seems to have the same characteristics. She was tortured to death, but she had a good impression of Wang Jiu. This behavior does not conform to the common sense of seeking profit and avoiding harm, and makes people unable to think of the previous demon vanguard cannon fodder teams."

"...In fact, Zhao Lu is for love..." Li Chaolu tried to defend herself.

Wang Jiu said: "Yes, those people used reasons such as great love and boundlessness to defend themselves. To be honest, I don't quite understand this kind of love that transcends my own position. The Great Demon Emperor is essentially similar to the Great Demon Emperor, and there is no concept of reproduction. But I know that love may transcend race and all boundaries, but my sword will only move for humans. Therefore, they can do everything they can love and stand on the side of anyone or any race, but I will kill all the creatures opposite."

These words, to be downplayed, made both listeners shudder.

Li Chaolu's face turned pale and she shivered slightly: "I, I don't mean that..."

Wang Jiu smiled: "It doesn't matter, the demons are now extinct."

"Yes, yes, the demons are already extinct." Li Chaolu breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile.

"So theoretically, as long as you kill all the spiritual demons who are addicted to demon culture and try to overturn the verdict of the demons, your merits will be fulfilled."

"..." Li Chaolu's face turned pale again and shivered slightly.

While several people were discussing privately, the reading on the stage continued. After Li Chaolu, the maid organized two or three people to go on stage, either reading their own articles or sharing their thoughts on the works of Sansheng Stone. For a while, the atmosphere was warm and applause continued. The maid was obviously the leader of the fan circle, constantly leading the rhythm of the scene and allowing the event to continue in an orderly manner.

About half an hour passed, and all the links came to an end. Except for the absent-minded Li Chaolu, the rest of the people were smiling and praised the event.

"Then, it's not too early today, and the event in our co-people area has come to an end. I'm very happy to meet you here and meet new friends. I hope that when we meet next time, we will have new stories to share."

After saying that, the maid announced on stage that the event was over, everyone disbanded, and the rest of the time could be freely active in other scenes.

Then, she went to Li Chaoliu to greet her for a few words before turning around and leaving.

There were only three members of the Li family left in the field.

Chen Qingming felt the atmosphere a little awkward and was about to say something when a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Chapter completed!