Wuxia novels were already considered outdated literature in the other world, but this was the first time they had appeared in this world. The writing was concise and had a hint of literary temperament. It was easy to read. Yang Fan had once said on Doupo that he was going to publish a new book. Some bookworms who had finished reading Doupo were waiting in front of the computer to refresh the page, waiting for Yang Fan to publish the book.
As soon as the new book was released, it received a recommendation spot on the front page. This was also a benefit of Writing the Firmament. Regardless of whether the new book was well written or not, Yang Fan had already become a god with the help of " Firmament." As long as the novel was not too badly written, people would read it.
"Legend of the Condor Heroes? What was this? Bird archers?" After a certain book friend read the title, he couldn't help but be curious. He clicked on it and saw that the first sentence was about the vast water of the Qiantang River. The opening was full of literature. It was catchy and the readers couldn't help but be attracted.
Old Man Li was an ordinary retired old man. Today, as usual, he planned to go to the park to play Tai Chi and chess with his old friends. However, when he saw his eldest grandson staring at the computer without blinking, Old Man Li could not help but frown and say,"Playing computer games every day? Was there money in the computer? If he continued playing like this, his eyes would go blind!”
Old Man Li's grandson couldn't help but reply,""I'm not fooling around! I'm studying history! If you don't believe me, look!"
"Oh? Did the sun rise from the west today? You study history?" Old Man Li couldn't help but sneer. Then, he surrounded him and said,"What history?"
The words on the screen read,"Zhang Shiwu poured wine for Guo and Yang, then poured another cup for himself and drank it all in one gulp."Grandpa Yue has two lines in his poem: 'The ambition is hungry for the meat of Hu Krupp, and the laughter is thirsty for the blood of the slave in the chest.'These two lines of the poem really spoke the hearts of the people of Yanxia Country. Alas, Qin Hui, this treacherous official, is lucky. It's a pity that we were born sixty years later.”"So what if it was sixty years earlier?" Guo Xiaotian asked.”Zhang Shiwu said," At that time, with your heroic spirit and heroic skills, you went to Lin 'an and captured this treacherous official. The three of us could eat his flesh and drink his blood, but we wouldn't have to eat broad beans and drink cold wine here!”The three of them laughed."
Just by watching this segment, Old Man Li felt like he had become twenty years younger. In the blink of an eye, his heart surged and he couldn't help but continue watching until he finished watching the entire screen. Old Man Li couldn't help but urge,"Turn this over and let me take a look.”
When his grandson saw his grandfather like this, he couldn't help but snicker. Then, he obediently flipped the mouse from top to bottom until Old Man Li finished reading the entire chapter.
Old Man Li urged the next chapter, and then his grandson flipped through another chapter. When he finished five chapters, Old Man Li exclaimed in satisfaction and could not help but say,"What's next? Continue flipping, why did you stop?”
His grandson rolled his eyes and said,"I also want to flip to the next chapter, but the author hasn't written it yet!”
"You didn't write it? Why would he post it if he didn't write it? Are there any books for sale outside?" Old Man Li obviously didn't know that information sharing in the Internet age was still stuck in the last century.
Hearing his grandfather's words, his grandson didn't know whether to laugh or cry."Grandpa! I already said that he hasn't written it yet. This is something the author has just written. The author only writes five chapters a day!”
"Only five chapters? What's the point of that? It's just a suspense.”Old Man Li could not help but mutter.
"I also hope that the great author can finish it all in one go, but he's a human too. He needs to eat and rest, right?" Sun Zi said with a bitter face.”
Old Man Li was still thinking about the plot of The Condor Shooting and couldn't help but sigh. Such a good novel actually had to be written bit by bit. It was really troublesome. Old Man Li said,"Turn to the first chapter and I'll read it again.”
Children only read the content, but an old man like Old Man Li understood that not only was the content good, but the literary talent was also rare in other novels. It was memorable to read.
"No, I haven't seen today's battle.”Old Man Li's grandson complained.
"What fight? All she knew all day was not to study and play computer games, but to hurry up and study!”Old Man Li suddenly slapped his grandson's forehead and pushed him away. He sat in front of the computer and began to copy his grandson's actions, trying to find the first chapter.
Just as Old Man Li was about to read it again, his phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.
"Hello, Old Li! Why isn't he here today? You're already an hour late!" An old friend's grumbling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What? Oh right! I almost forgot that I still have a chess game with you. Sorry, old man, I won't be going today.”Old Man Li was infected by the Condor Shooting. He smiled sadly and said casually.
"Good job, Old Man Li. We've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're telling us that you're not coming?”
"Hehe, I have something to do at home.”
"What's the good news? Tell us.”
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