I Make Games To Restore Chinese Civilization

Jeff Lin's lips trembled, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

This picture expressed his heartfelt voice, expressed his ambition, and pierced straight into his heart!

Let him feel that his life is worth it!

"Thank you, Xiao Gu, thank you..."

He wanted to go forward to hold Gu Qiu's hand, but his body trembled, but he couldn't stand up and sat on the chair.

"Professor Lin!"

Lu Guangping hurried to help.

Jeff Lin smiled wryly, "I'm getting older, I can't stand being excited anymore."

"You are still strong, so you have to take care of yourself.

Jeff Lin waved his hand and said sincerely: "After seeing the picture of Xiao Gu, even if I die now, I am willing.

Gu Qiu quickly interjected: "Professor Lin, you can live a few more years, and I will send you a few more pictures in the future."

"Hahahaha, okay, then I'm an old bone, but I'll take it seriously!"

Jeff Lin felt very relieved, looking at the high-spirited Gu Qiu, he seemed to see the revival of Chinese civilization!

Elder Han stood aside, blinking nervously and expectantly.

"You have all of them, so it's time for me."

Having achieved success and fame, Mr. Han, who was sought after by the entertainment industry, finally realized the feeling of longing for something.

Gu Qiu smiled: "Here we come!"

He picked up the pen in an instant, coherent and free, and that line that Mr. Han had been waiting for for a long time came to life on the paper!

"The taste in the world is Qinghuan!"

"Thank you Mr. Han for supporting me, if it weren't for you, the sales of my new game would not be so good.

When Han Lao saw this word, his expression was quite complicated.

How should I put it, there is the satisfaction and joy of getting what you want, but there are still regrets.

After seeing the new words that Gu Qiu sent to Lu Guangping and Lin Jiefu, he was a little dissatisfied.

Why... What was given to those two people was a tribute to their contribution, but when it came to him, it became a thank you?

Although what Gu Qiu said was sincere, Mr. Han still felt that something was missing.

He took the handwriting in a tangled mood, and gradually calmed down a bit as he looked at the clear and beautiful font.

"I have to admire it, it's really good!"

"Based on the strength of the pen, Xiao Gu is the only one!"

"I really don't know how you practiced at such a young age.

Gu Qiu's movements didn't stop.

He took a piece of rice paper and unfolded it again with a swish.

Elder Han's heart immediately lifted!

"Could it be..."

His heart was beating so hard that it was almost stuck in his throat!

Gu Qiu spoke slowly.

"Mr. Han, you have spent your whole life supporting the development of the film industry, allowing Huaxia Film to grow from the ruins to its present scale!"

"You have supported countless younger generations, and many unknown but passionate filmmakers have grown up under your shadow!"

"I'll write another copy and give it to Mr. Han!"

"I pay tribute to your contribution to Huaxia movies in the past half of your life!"

boom!

The blood in Han Lao's heart was instantly ignited!

It turned out that Gu Qiu hadn't forgotten him!

Don't forget his contribution!

Gu Qiu closed his eyes and cleared his mind!

All foreign objects are discarded outside, free from dust!

He put all his heart and soul into the tip of the pen!

Shusheng Xingkai!

Inherited through the ages, running script is the first!

The other three people in the room all held their breath, not even daring to breathe out!

They poked their heads nervously, their eyes were all fixed on the piece of paper in front of Gu Qiu!

brush!

Gu Qiu opened his eyes, his eyes flashed!

He started writing!

As soon as the first pen fell, the three of them gasped in unison!

hiss!

The font has changed!

It's not a thin gold style, but a running script that is majestic, yet tactful and smooth!

Gu Qiu's pen tip rustled down!

"Don't listen to Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly!"

The three of them dared not speak for fear of disturbing Gu Qiu!

Old Han clenched his fists tightly, and he could clearly hear the beating of his own heartbeat!

Jeff Lin had to be supported by Lu Guangping to barely sit still!

"Bamboo sticks and straw sandals lightly beat horses, who is afraid? A misty rain Ren Pingsheng!"

"good!"

Han Lao really couldn't control his agitated mood, so he yelled out!

He hurriedly covered his mouth again, like a child who has done something wrong!

He couldn't control the expression on his face.

Great, this word, this word... Never seen in my life!

Compared with this sentence, all the excellent poems from abroad that I have seen in the past are all eclipsed!

Ren Pingsheng, A Minoyamy Rain...What a good one, Ren Pingsheng, A Minoyamy Rain!

That kind of unrestrained, majestic and majestic feeling immediately rushed to my face!

He seems to have seen a hermit in coir raincoat walking slowly through the mountains and forests.

There are whistling sounds from time to time!

The free and easy atmosphere made him fascinated leisurely!

Humbled!

Gu Qiu's pen is not over yet!

"It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, but the mountain top is slanting to welcome you."

Han Lao's mood also slowly fell.

He broke out in a sweat with excitement, and the red wine he drank just now seemed to have evaporated a little.

He completely substituted that elegant hermit.

Emotional ups and downs.

Gu Qiu took a deep breath, and the last sentence fell on the paper!

"Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when we go back, there will be neither wind nor rain nor sunshine!"

Old Han trembled suddenly, and put his hands on the table!

Professor Lin slapped the armrest heavily!

Shout out excitedly!

"Eternal... Eternal quatrains!"