Life swap game

When he arrived at Wen Ziying's place, the first thing that caught Xia Yu's eyes was Wen Ziying's hand holding the pen and the manuscript paper spread out on the table.

Wen Ziying is writing something but hasn't finished it yet.

"Are you going to report me to write?" Xia Yu asked.

"No, just leave it there." Wen Ziying said.

Putting down the pen, Xia Yu glanced at the content on the manuscript paper and found that it was a prose, a prose about Qiu Ju.

The words are gorgeous, the descriptions are delicate, and there are many pens and inks on light, color, and shape, revealing a gorgeous and rich color.

The prose is about one or two paragraphs away from ending. Not surprisingly, this is a rare piece of fine prose.

The description of Qiu Ju in the prose could not be written by fantasy. However, Xia Yu looked around and did not find a pot of Qiu Ju.

I probably went out to observe and think about it first, then came back and started writing.

Putting this matter aside, Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying: "Are you ready to submit a manuscript?"

"Not prepared." Wen Ziying replied.

"Aren't you ready to write it like this?" Xia Yu was surprised.

Wen Ziying didn't answer, because she didn't want to say more.

Xia Yu didn't ask any more questions. He put down the manuscript paper and looked to the side. He saw an open drawer with a stack of manuscript papers inside.

"Is this the manuscript of the novel?" Xia Yu stretched out his hand to get it curiously.

Nowadays, young writers use handwriting less and less. After all, it only takes a few keys to press a word on the keyboard, but handwriting requires so many strokes.

His hand paused before reaching into the drawer, giving Wen Ziying a chance to stop him, but Wen Ziying did not say anything.

This is preset for him to take a look at.

Taking out the manuscript paper, Xia Yu was surprised to find that what was in a drawer were not novels, but prose and poetry. The poetry included modern poetry, ancient poetry, and even works imitating Yuefu.

Looking at prose, there are also various styles, rich and colorful, simple and plain, plain and natural, wanton and horizontal... Almost all famous styles can be found in it.

Whether it is prose or poetry, from Xia Yu's point of view, although it is not a high-quality article, at least there is nothing wrong with the first-line magazines in the landing area.

With these, Wen Ziying's character as a literary girl can be more distinct. After all, in the eyes of some young writers, only prose and poetry are real literature.

"Are you planning to make big news after your death?" Xia Yu asked.

There was a poet in history who was unknown during his lifetime. After his death, his children found several notebooks from under his bed, filled with poems. A publishing house tried to turn it into a collection of poems and published it, and it became an instant hit.

It's a pity that the poet has no way to see this scene. I don't know why he is like the squirrel in silently writing poems and refusing to reveal them.

"My mother is best at prose and poetry." What Wen Ziying said seemed to have nothing to do with Xia Yu's problem.

Xia Yu waited for Wen Ziying to explain further, but Wen Ziying did not continue.

Feeling that Wen Ziying was in a complicated mood at the moment, Xia Yu couldn't ask directly.

He silently looked at the manuscript paper in his hand.

In his heart, he felt the pleasure of peeking at the author's manuscript.

However, these prose poems are okay to read if you get bored. But if you read them for a long time, they feel too boring.

Especially Xia Yu, who had experienced bustling entertainment in his previous life. After seeing too many colorful neon lights, no matter how exquisite an oil lamp is, it still lacks interest.

At this time, Wen Ziying spoke: "I'm going to see my mother today, will you go?"

Xia Yu thought that Wen Ziying didn't know that he couldn't leave in eight hours, so inviting him like this meant letting him use Wen Ziying's body to see Bian Guping.

Since there was nothing to do, he agreed.

Under Wen Ziying's guidance, he came to the station and got on the bus to the countryside.

The bus was a bit bumpy and it took an hour and a half to finally reach the place.

After getting off the bus, Xia Yu walked for another half an hour, entered a village, and saw Wen Ziying's hometown.

It was a large ancient house. The materials looked new and it was built in an ancient style.

It was almost noon, and the villagers coming back from the fields greeted Wen Ziying.

Xia Yu, who didn't know anyone, could only respond with a smile.

The house didn't close, so Xia Yu walked in directly.

Entering the door is a courtyard and a corridor.

Judging from An Siyao's villa, the yard is not big, but it is already the size of an ordinary person's apartment.

After walking through the yard and arriving at the lobby, Xia Yu saw a maid.

The maid was carrying dishes and setting the table. She was a little surprised to see Wen Ziyu.

"Miss." The maid stood aside with some restraint.

It seems that Wen Ziying doesn't come here often, otherwise the maid wouldn't be so surprised and restrained.

"Madam is in the room," the maid said again.

With a normal nod, Xia Yu followed Wen Ziying's directions and entered the east room.

The room was also full of imitation old objects. The large dark accounting table and the cabinet that was taller than a person made Xia Yu feel nostalgic.

Beside the window deep in the room, a figure was sitting on a chair, looking out at the scenery.

That should be Bian Guping.

Xia Yu didn't move lightly when he came in. Bian Guping should have heard the sound, but he didn't mean to turn around at all.

Arriving next to Bian Guping, Xia Yu looked at her face.

It was a face full of weather. Compared to her actual age, Bian Guping is at least ten years older.

She finally turned her head and glanced at Wen Ziyu. Her eyes were calm, as if she hadn't seen anyone.

Turning his head back again, Bian Guping continued to look out the window.

There is a chrysanthemum blooming outside the window.

Wen Ziying's voice rang in Xia Yu's mind: "I'm getting older and my brain is getting worse."

This is the explanation for Bian Guping's appearance.

Xia Yu still had other doubts in his mind, such as the issue of not living together, the issue of the house, and the issue of Wen Ziying's father, but it was difficult to ask directly.

Wen Ziying continued: "I heard that my mother lived here when she was a child. Later, her family fell into decline and the house was flooded, so she went to the city."

There was no point in what Wen Ziying said, and it sounded like it was just an ordinary reminiscence of old times, but the bonus that increased to LV2 made Xia Yu know that things were not that simple.

After saying these words, Wen Ziying's intimacy with him increased.

There was too little information for him to analyze.

After staying at Wen Ziying's hometown until three o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yu took a bus back to Zilang City.

After eight hours passed, Xia Yu returned to his body.

It was after five o'clock in the evening.

Xia Yu, who felt a little strange in his heart, sent another message to Yu Ningmeng, asking her about Wen Ziying.

"It's only been a few hours and you've found a new love? ”Yu Ningmeng replied.

"I want to know about Wen Ziying's mother Bian Guping," Xia Yu explained.

"From a girl to an aunt, your hobbies are a bit unique." Yu Ningmeng made a sighing expression.

Xia Yu pretended not to see this sentence.

"Bian Guping is from the literary circle. How could I possibly know about her?" You guy, don't you think of me as a gossip machine? ” Yu Ningmeng replied.

Xia Yu knew that it wasn't that Yu Ningmeng couldn't get the news, he was just refusing.

At the level of the Yu Family Group, all walks of life have connections. At most, with a few twists and turns, information can be collected.

After thinking about it, Xia Yu said, "Speaking of gossip, I actually have a business idea."

"what idea? ” Yu Ningmeng immediately became energetic.

"But I am a forgetful star who doesn't gossip. If I don't get news from Bian Guping, I won't be able to remember what my thoughts are."

After saying "You wait", there was no news from Yu Ningmeng.

Xia Yu put down his phone and waited.

An hour later, Yu Ningmeng sent the collected news.

"Bian Guping's family was originally a big landlord in Zilang. After the Landlords fell, the policy was liberalized. Bian Guping's grandfather took the gold bars he had hidden and opened a small factory. He was living a decent life. Moisturize

"When Bian Guping was a child, the small factory was closed due to pollution, and floods washed away the house and land. Bian Guping's family went to the city. At this time, their family still had savings and was living a good life. The savings in the future were almost used up, and Bian Guping became a slightly famous writer and could still make a living."

"Then she married a local wealthy businessman. The wealthy businessman fell ill after the marriage. He sold the company and owed some debts, but he still couldn't save his life."

"I haven't collected the rest yet, so I have to wait a little longer."

Xia Yu scanned Yu Ningmeng's words and found nothing unusual.

Yu Ningmeng asked again: "What is that gossip business?" 』

After telling Yu Ningmeng some of Weibo's ideas, Xia Yu asked Yu Ningmeng to exchange the remaining information for the remaining ideas and exited the chat interface.

Speaking of Weibo, the most famous ones are Sina and Tencent. The two companies fought hard, and in the end only Sina survived.

Just like how Tencent fought for it in his previous life, Xia Yu knew that once he created Weibo, other capitals would also compete for it, and it was impossible for him, who was powerless, to win over them.

It's better to leave it to the Yu family, wait for them to finish it, and then enjoy the results yourself.

Having An Siyao is really convenient.

Thinking of this, he stood up and went to An Siyao's villa.

He has not forgotten about Zhong Yunxin. After summarizing the messages Zhong Yunxin sent him before, he has figured out where Hu Lianglu's home is.

I'm just waiting to use An Siyao's body to go there tomorrow and have a look.

After having dinner at An Siyao's place and walking around in the dark backyard with An Siyao, Xia Yu was kicked out of the villa by Yu Ningmeng.

One night passed, and in the morning, Xia Yu received a further report from Yu Ningmeng.

"After the wealthy businessman died, Bian Guping took Wen Ziying and rented a house to live in. She contacted her former literary friends and wanted to make a living by writing. At that time, the price of literary works was still quite high, not as bad as it is now."

"According to a magazine editor who did not want to be named, Bian Guping was full of confidence at the beginning, including the editor at the time. After all, she was really good at writing. However, the original words of the editor-in-chief of the magazine were as follows: Probably the eight years as Mrs. Wen had worn away her spirituality, and the things she wrote were just mediocre.

"It's just average, it can still be published, but it got worse and worse, so the magazine stopped cooperation."

"Bian Guping kept submitting manuscripts to try out. The magazine missed her old relationship and found her a job in a nursery school. However, Bian Guping still submitted manuscripts at a rate of one article a week."

"It lasted for about two years. The frequency in the last year was much lower, and there were probably three or four articles published in the middle. Two years later, Bian Guping left the nursery and went to the home where Wen Ziying now lives, living by selling jewelry. 』

"Then Wen Ziying became angry."

Yu Ningmeng finished her report and started asking for her Weibo ideas.

Xia Yu ignored her because at this time, a ding sound appeared in front of him.

That's the sound of system mail.

The long-lost test mission is back.

Xia Yu clicked on the email and looked at the content.

[Test requirement: Pay attention to and guide Wen Ziying’s life according to your wishes]

[Test reward: Star fragment*1]

The mission requirements are already very strange, and the mission rewards are even stranger.

What does it mean to guide Wen Ziying’s life? What is a star fragment?

Moreover, the reason why this task was triggered seemed to be because he investigated Wen Ziying's matter.

Forget it, it doesn't seem like a difficult task, give it a try.

Xia Yu clicked to accept the task.

However, he had no idea how to complete the task.

First follow what I said above and pay attention to Wen Ziying's life, and go to Wen Ziying's place more often in the future.

After making his decision, Xia Yu clicked on the field and logged into An Siyao's body.

We will talk about Wen Ziying's matter later. The most important thing now is to deal with Hu Lianglu first.

Using An Siyao's body, he came to the location of Hu Lianglu's house as determined from the message Zhong Yunxin sent him, and entered a coffee shop next to the street.

He had no way of knowing whether or when Hu Lianglu would come out, so he could only wait quietly.

The Hu family was on the verge of bankruptcy and it was impossible to find a good place for Hu Lianglu to live. Likewise, the coffee shop here was not a high-end one.

Several men were ready to make a move on An Siyu who came alone.

Looking at a man who looked like a dog walking towards him, An Siyu silently picked up the iron coffee spoon, held it between three fingers, and exerted force on each one.

The coffee spoon is bent in an arc.

The man continued to move forward without changing his expression, passed by An Siyu, and went to the toilet.

After returning from the toilet, the man picked up the coffee spoon on his desk and looked at it. The quality of the spoon was very good. He used all his strength to bend it slightly with both hands.

But that girl did it easily with only three fingers.

For the sake of his own safety, the man decided not to go there.

Other men who were about to move were also restrained by An Siyu's hand. When they thought that the girl opposite could push them to the ground and beat them, they lost interest.

Xia Yu changed his coffee spoon and continued to wait.

At eleven o'clock, Hu Lianglu appeared.