Before and after Wu Qi took the paper, pen and ink to Zhao Xiaoling's face, Zhao Xiaoling got out of bed, took these things and began to write a story.

In such a hurry for a story, Zhao Xiaoling couldn't think of it, so he chose one of the ancient masterpieces he had read and wrote it.

Anyway, it's written for wuerkan. There's no need to be original. If you read it in private, it shouldn't be plagiarized, right?

Wu Qi looked at her writing in front of Zhao Xiaoling. Seeing her writing, she hardly thought about it. Wu Qi narrowed his eyes and said, "you write so smoothly."

His words have no other purpose, but let Zhao Xiaoling think of what she said before. She thought that he was insinuating her, so she gave a smile and responded, "this is an old story I thought of a long time ago. Almost everything has been thought of, so the writing is more fluent."

Wuqi answered and asked her, "can I have a look at your story?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaoling answered without hesitation.

Woody nodded. "I'll wait."

Zhao Xiaoling nodded and focused on writing.

Now Zhao Xiaoling's story writing is almost like writing silently without using his brain, so the speed of writing stories is very fast. He has written dozens of stories in an hour.

After writing these, Zhao Xiaoling doesn't feel tired in his head, but his hands are very tired. It seems that he was broken from his wrist.

When woody saw her rubbing her hands, he squinted and asked, "is it uncomfortable?"

Zhao Xiaoling answered, "well, because you have to use your hands to hold the pen, you have to use your strength, and you have to write stories all the time, so your hands are very sour."

Wookiee thought for a moment and said, "if I don't write it, how about you?"

Zhao Xiaoling's eyes brightened, "is that ok?"

Wu Qi answered, "you can. Why not?"

Zhao Xiaoling grinned, "well, you write, I'll tell you."

"Good."

Wu Qilang and Zhao Xiaoling exchanged places. One went to the desk and sat down to write. The other went to Wu Qi's place and sat watching.

After Wu Qi took over Zhao Xiaoling's work, he wrote very smoothly, almost without any trouble.

After he finished writing a page, Zhao Xiaoling told him and looked at his story. After watching the meeting, she couldn't help exclaiming, "Mr. Wu, your story is well written, much better than mine."

Wu Qi reached out and stroked his beard. He said with a smile, "I'm flattered. I can't write a story. I can only polish it a little."

Seeing that he was so modest, Zhao Xiaoling narrowed his eyes and boasted, "Mr. Wu, you are so modest. After you moisten the color like this, you can make my story several times better. It's as if you have polished a piece of gold stone that hasn't been polished."

When woody heard her boasting, he laughed, "it's not as powerful as what you said. I really just embellished your story."

Zhao Xiaoling blinked and said, "Mr. Wu really makes me feel inferior."

Woody shook his head with a smile. He stopped answering her voice and said, "go ahead and write again."

"Good."

Zhao Xiaoling managed his thoughts and continued to tell him stories.

While telling the story, Zhao Xiaoling suddenly thought of something. He stopped for a few breath and said to Wu Qi, "Mr. Wu, can you do this? I'll tell you the story once, and you'll polish it up and write it down? "

Wookiee looked at her. "That means I'm responsible for almost the whole story?"

Zhao Xiaoling blinked his eyes and said, "it's more effective. Of course, if you don't want to, Mr. Wu, it's not what I said."

Wu Qi nodded slightly and said to her, "if you want me to write for you, it's not impossible. It's just that I have a request."

"You said

"I hope I can turn this story into a book and tell it to people."

"This..." This story is not her original, so tell him, feel flustered.

Seeing that she was in a dilemma, woody frowned and said, "since you don't want to, that's all."

He's helping her. It's too much to refuse him. Anyway, he doesn't use what he wrote. Although the story is written out of the ancient classics she read, it's just like the plot and the characters. The writing method of the article is original. Besides, no one investigates whether it's plagiarism in this place. Why not use it for him But?

In his heart, Zhao Xiaoling said to Wu Qi, "Mr. Wu, if you want to talk to people, just say it."

"Do you agree?" Wookiee is happy.

Zhao Xiaoling answered, "agree."

"Then you will tell me the story. After I hear it, I will write it down and polish it."

"Good."

It's faster and easier to tell a story than to write a story. Zhao Xiaoling told the story to Wu Qi after only one day.

After listening to this, woody took the paper, pen and ink to his room and wrote behind closed doors.

Because Wu Qi was closed, there was no one to cook here. Zhao Xiaoling was surprised to realize that Wu Qi was the one who cooked before, because there was no other way to cook, which was very different from the dishes and meals he cooked.Wuqi's cooking is at least that of normal people, and no other cooking is either raw or over cooked, or mushy. As for the dishes, they are either tasteless or heavy, which makes people very unaccustomed.

After being tossed about by Wu er's cooking for two days, Zhao Xiaoling stopped eating his cooking and took the initiative to cook for Wu Er, her and Wu Qi.

Zhao Xiaoling brought Wuqi's meal into the room for him to eat.

At first, Wu Qi didn't feel much when she ate her meal, but after three meals, early in the morning on the fourth day of his seclusion, Wu Qi suddenly thought of something and said to Zhao Xiaoling who came to deliver the meal, "girl, I suddenly thought of something."

"What?" Zhao Xiaoling doesn't understand and looks at him.

Wookiee was silent and said, "you're going to deliver a meal."

"For whom? Where are you going? " Asked Zhao Xiaoling.

Wu Qi's eyes twinkled, and he wanted to say something, and he looked scared.

Zhao Xiaoling didn't understand his attitude. Her eyes hung slightly, thinking in secret.

Generally speaking, there are only two reasons why people want to stop talking. One is that it is inconvenient to say it, and the other is that they don't know how to say it.

But Wookiee is a storyteller. He can't say it when he doesn't know how to say it. That's the first point. It's not convenient to say it.

So, what's wrong with him? It's not convenient for the person who delivers the meal to say? Or is it inconvenient to say where to send it?

After blinking an eye, Zhao Xiaoling continues to imagine that if it's inconvenient for the person who delivers the meal to say it, then he doesn't talk about the person, just report the place, but he doesn't even say the place. So, it's inconvenient to say the place he delivers the meal to? What is inconvenient to say? Is it a private place? Is it a place not allowed to go?