The birth of "Shushan Swordsman Biography" made people understand the term "Xianxia", and it made the sword fairy appear in the public eye for the first time.
Flying to the ground, flying thousands of miles!
Most of the earlier novels about gods and demons were written about gods and demons, which were divided into ancient myths and legends.
Such as Huangdi fighting Chiyou, Xingtian's wrath, Vulcan Zhurong, Nuwa Butian and so on.
This also allows the expansion of the gods and demons novels, and the world view is larger and even clearer.
But also because of this, as long as most online writers want to get into the industry, 99% of the novels they write are magic novels.
A circle is too brilliant, but also a tragedy.
Shushan is like a sharp sword, stabbed into the hearts of everyone, whether it is the reader or the author.
Especially when Shushan ranked first in the sales list for half a month, all the authors were silent.
Immediately, a seed began to take root in the hearts of everyone.
Since he can write, why can't I write.
As if overnight, Jianxian novels sprang up in piles and piles.
This is not only the Golden House, but even well-known websites such as Zero Degree, One Day Plan, etc., have also appeared in Sword Immortal novels one after another.
Just this quality, it's a bit mixed.
And a category that has never been touched, it is easy to write a beginning, but it is a little difficult to write a story.
"Pang Juan, what do you think?"
"What do you think? You should ask me how to write it!"
"Damn, you already wrote it?"
" Nonsense , how can you improve yourself if you don't absorb such good things?
" Pang Juan is the oldest group of great gods, and now he is also standing in the top circle of heavenly kings. I also tried to write a few openings, but each time I was full of enthusiasm and high fighting spirit, but in the end, I was weak, like a headless fly, and I didn't know what to write at all. If he is a novice, I am afraid that he will directly publish a new chapter. "Hey, I have to admire, this guy is really going to start a sect!" "Isn't this a good thing? The Internet is prosperous, and the cake is huge ! " Why don't you see him!" "Don't you still look down on us?" The good person picked up a sentence. "Listen to my editor, that person is not very easy to get along with, and the editor's messages are generally not answered . " The plane fell into the blue sky and finally stopped at Jiangbei Airport. At the entrance of the airport, a woman with glasses came out, dressed up by passers-by, but her temperament was particularly compelling. The bell rang, she answered the phone, and soon saw the pick-up sign. "Sister Yang!" "Xiao Tao, why don't you want to see me?"
After getting in the car, Yang Feifei took off his sunglasses and looked at the other party's bitter face.
"What good things can you do here? The old man is in a bad mood recently!"
Jiang Tao pouted, they were friends with the Yang family. Yang Feifei also often visits his house, but the old man has been in poor health in recent years, but Yang Feifei likes music. He had pestered the old man for lyrics and music earlier, and the family felt that Yang Feifei was a little unsympathetic.
It's just that Yang Feifei is coming, so he can't keep people out of the door.
"How's your body?"
Knowing what Jiang Tao meant, Yang Feifei didn't care. He was a playmate when he was a child. He said a few words, but he didn't really want her to come, and the old man also liked to hear her sing.
"I almost went, and I've gotten better recently, but if I don't let go of the computer, the old and the child's faults will make us do nothing!"
Jiang Tao rubbed his temples. Obviously, the old man was making a fuss at home, which really made the family a little helpless.
There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, this sentence is more suitable for the Yang family.
The Yang family's current status was all laid down by the old man.
When Yang Feifei thought of the old man's appearance, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's good if we can play. As juniors, we hope the old man is happy!"
"That's true!"
Jiang Tao shrugged.
In the car was Yang Feifei's "Looking Back". This song was written and composed by Yang Feifei, but no one knew that the director was the famous song sage: Jiangshan!
When he arrived at Jiang's house, he saw the old man sitting on a rocking chair from afar, and the yard was full of flowers.
He looks much better, his face is bloody, but his hair is whiter.
Perhaps seeing a happy place, holding a small wine glass in one hand and having a drink.
"Tsk tsk, good, good!"
"Why does the old man still drink?"
Yang Feifei frowned slightly.
Jiang Tao smiled and said, "It's not wine, it's water! I can drink it."
Yang Feifei was stunned, and smiled again.
It's just that the two walked in, and the voices of one old and one young gradually came.
"Grandpa, are you comfortable?"
"Tsk, it's comfortable, Huahua
is so good!" "Huahua must be good. Dad and the others are not good at all. They don't even let Grandpa drink. I poured the water inside and poured it for you. , they must not know!"
Yang Feifei: ...
Jiang Tao hurried over with a black line on his face, his face turned up.
"Flower!" The
little girl was four or five years old and looked like a porcelain doll. Maybe she was curious. She drank some wine and spilled some on the table. She dipped a little with her tender hand and put her little finger into her mouth. .
Bah Bah!
The beautiful eyebrows immediately wrinkled.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice, Hua Hua's face was on one side, and her waist was stuck: "Grandpa, I said you can't drink, how can you drink alcohol secretly? You have to pay attention to your body, or I'll tell Grandpa and Dad! Humph!"
She After speaking, he turned around and looked at Yang Feifei and Jiangshan, with a flower-like smile on his face: "Sister Yang is here, Dad, you have to greet the guests well, and Huahua will do her homework first.
" Jumping and running.
He completely ignored the anger on Jiang Tao's face.
Jiang Tao was helpless, and his tense face collapsed: "Grandpa, you have done a good job!"
"It's Huahua who hurts me, you stinky brats don't even let me drink wine!" Jiang Shan turned his face and looked at Zheng Zheng. Yang Feifei laughed until he said, "Feifei is here, sit down!"
"Grandpa Jiang..."
"Hey, you didn't come to sing!" Jiang Shan was serious.
Yang Feifei shook his head helplessly: "No!"
"That's good!"
"I'll take the wine, and if I drink it later, I'll close Huahua in confinement!"
Jiang Tao knew that his attitude had to be tougher. Sure enough, when it came to Hua Hua, Jiang Shan closed his mouth and watched with reluctance as the kettle was taken away, as if his daughter-in-law had been robbed.
"Old man, I brought you something good today!"
"Good thing? What? To eat or to drink?"
Yang Feifei was speechless, and immediately took out the tablet from the bag.
"Don't you want to compose the lyrics for that song? Someone has done it!"
Jiang Shan snorted and smiled, "Then you are late, the lyrics have already been composed!"
Yang Feifei was stunned, but still did not take it back, and It is to open the tablet, open the file, and then put it in front of the old man.
"Master, you can take a look first!"
Jiang Shan heard the words and picked up the tablet, but his expression changed dramatically.