Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused

"In the future, treat Miss Xu Qian with the same specifications as Miss, and don't let her feel dissatisfied. If Zhang Xinsheng has any dissatisfaction with New Moon Hotel because of this incident."

"By the way, don't let the lady know about this request."

Ting Nu, who was beside him, turned around and walked to the corner of the stairs to hide his face and smile. His own boss was quite afraid of the young lady.

Box on the second floor.

The old dog Wu touched the head of the dog in his arms, and the other foot carried the youngest playing next to him.

"This longevity is a big secret. Would the old Wu family want to take part in it? You said it."

"Yeah ah!"

Wu Sansheng was playing with himself on the sidelines.

And Wu Laogou had a sad face.

From the beginning, I listened to Mr. Zhang's lectures with a skeptical attitude, and now I have a 90% trust rating, and I can't help it.

"Younger, there's no way. The book that Mr. Zhang said is effective, and I have to believe your father."

"But this little brother is really interesting. But remember, you must stay away from that fat man in the future."

"According to what Mr. Zhang said, you have to live up to the sincerity of your good friend."

the other side.

There were two more people in Zhang Dafo's box.

"The second master and the girl are here."

"Buddha, Eighth Master!"

The girls bowed one by one, and then turned to the hall on the first floor.

"This is Mr. Zhang?"

Er Yuehong stood aside and responded.

"When the story is over, come with me to thank Mr. Zhang for saving his life."

Although Er Yuehong had a sad face, she still agreed.

"With Mr. Zhang's ability to know ancient tombs, how can he not know about me, and how can he just take out the unicorn at this critical time?"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Even Master Zhang Dafa on the side was surprised, but they were all hidden under his face.

"Before, Mr. Zhang took off the ridge and partridge whistle and others. Mr. Zhang is a righteous person."

Qi Tiezui said with emotion.

Master Zhang also said.

"I seem to understand what Mr. Zhang said before that the nine gates can't even be beaten by foreigners. That's what he meant."

"Mr. Zhang is really a god. Could it be that Mr. Zhang is really someone who can predict?"

Er Yuehong said thoughtfully.

"The strength is still very strong. Such people really don't know which one is in the Northeast Zhang family."

Master Zhang immediately shook his head.

"No, it's impossible to find that home in the northeast. Mr. Zhang's power has already exceeded the limit of the Zhang family in the northeast. As far as the two servants around Mr. Zhang, those who have increased the price of tattoos may not be able to fight, and The last time I had a close encounter with Mr. Zhang, I could feel that he had a mysterious power similar to the Zhang family."

The people around were surprised.

"Impossible, didn't the Zhang family confirm that they were not from the Zhang family last time?"

"No, that's because there is no close contact. When it comes to close contact, Mr. Zhang has a peaceful and domineering aura on his body, which is similar to a unicorn tattoo. That's how my ancestors gave me."

Everyone was silent, and the right of Lord Zhang Dafo to speak on this matter is more meaningful.

......

And this time.

The craze has spread outside the Crescent Hotel.

"Major news, exclusive news, Mr. Zhang's unicorn has cured the second master's wife's illness, and he got out of bed that day and came back to life, which is wonderful."

"Besides the nickname, my family's news is absolutely exclusive. The old hen that Mr. Zhang lent to Xieling died, and Xieling always came to apologize!"

......

"Big news, big news! Mr. Zhang's Changbai Mountain, Genting Tiangong is freshly released, freshly released, limited edition copy books, come and snap up."

A printing factory on the outskirts of Beijing.

"The factory manager, where is the factory manager? Let me drop the chain at this juncture. Where is the factory manager!"

The big boss of the newspaper roared angrily.

The voice of the employee on the side trembled.

"The factory manager is in the dormitory."

dormitory?

The big boss was confused, and then he suddenly realized that there are only girls' dormitories in the mother's factory.

a moment.

A lean man crawled out of the dormitory in embarrassment.

The newspaper boss kicked up.

"You bastard!"

"My **** has worked so hard to collect Mr. Zhang's information, and your **** is here!"

The lean factory manager is obviously not sober.

"There is no ink in the factory!"

After hearing this, the big boss kicked Jiu.

Chapter 116 The capital is discussing Mr. Zhang, don't you?

Just at this moment, the newspaper industry in Beijing has undergone tremendous changes.

A newspaper reporter hurried forward, his trousers still stained with colorful ink.

"Big boss, a call from the newspaper."

His hands trembled slightly as he spoke.

The boss of the newspaper office, who was in a fit of anger, snatched the phone from his subordinates.

"Fuck your **** farts!"

"Bang!"

The subordinates of the newspaper office on the opposite side were instantly shocked, and the phone in their hands fell to the ground.

"Boss, don't get excited, tell you bad news and good news, which one will you listen to first?"

The newspaper boss roared.

"Let's talk together!"

The man on the other side said quickly.

"Our newspaper's turnover exceeds 800,000 daily sales!"

"Well, the other three have a daily sales of 10 million today."

"Fuck!"

There was no sound on the phone.

The newspaper boss turned around and vented his anger on the drunken factory manager.

"Fuck you, Mr. Zhang's hot news, 10 million! How can you let Lao Tzu hang around in the capital!"

He wanted to cry but had no tears, because he had lost millions of dollars in the few minutes he stopped writing, and he had a hot manuscript in his hand, but there was nowhere to put it.

At the same time, the streets and alleys of the capital gathered in groups of "four or four zeros".

A group of women knitting sweaters chatted in the shade.

"Mr. Zhang Zhang is really powerful, and I heard that he is very handsome."

"Hey, sister-in-law Jinlian, you are wearing a big gold chain and teeth inlaid with gold these days. How did your family get rich?"

The woman who was called Jinlian's sister-in-law immediately grinned and displayed her beauty.

"It's not Mr. Zhang. Hehe."

"The tomb that Mr. Zhang talked about is amazing. The treasures in it are now being sold for sky-high prices. Last time, my old man was fortunate enough to follow the army to the tomb of the **** corpse. He touched the jade pendant inside and sold it for hundreds of thousands of dollars. !"

Immediately everyone around him cast a jealous look.

"Ai, I'm in a hurry to knit a sweater. I can't persuade this old man to say anything. As soon as the Changbai Mountain Yunding Tiangong in Mr. Zhang's book was born, he shouted to go, and I said not to let him go."

"Guess what he said, he said that Mr. Zhang is the dazzling light, just because he is on the road to making a fortune!"

"Hahaha~"

Suddenly there was laughter, and more and more people gathered around.

"Hey, have you heard that the wife of the second master of the Nine Gates of Shacheng has been rumored these days."

"It's still Mr. Zhang's unicorn exhaustion, who abruptly pulled the second master's wife back from the gate of hell."

"Isn't it true, I heard that the second master's wife has died, and the unicorns of Mr. Zhang are exhausted."

"Sixty-sixty billion! The effect is to smash it with money."

"Hey, your sweater is worth a good one, give me one, and let my man go to Changbai Mountain to try his luck."

A restaurant.

In the past, there was not a single person with a big fart, but today it is full of friends.

"It's so **** exciting, the abyss can't be seen to the end, what Mr. Zhang said in the book is really amazing."

"And the King Wannu is also true. He is buckled like an old lady. The mausoleum built for his subordinates is also worth more!"

"As soon as Mr. Zhang speaks about this Genting Tiangong this time, I'll tell you, no matter how big the snow-capped mountain is, it is estimated that we tomb robbers will have to squeeze in."

"Hahaha, yes, Brother Lin is right, no matter how big the ghost in the tomb is, we will drown people with one mouthful of saliva."

A weak scholar beside him said with a look of disdain.

"Vulgar, does Mr. Zhang care about these ancient tombs like you do?"

This makes other strong men amused. In this world of tomb robbing, the status of scholars can be seen how low.

"You little white face, what are you talking about when Jianghu people talk!"

I saw the unyielding aura on the scholar's face.

"A group of ordinary people, Mr. Zhang is the sun in the sky, bringing light to your tomb robbery world, and you are talking about tombs here."

Everyone seems to have heard the taste.

I saw the scholar say.

"From the very beginning of Mr. Zhang's lectures, there was only one main theme, and that was longevity. Are the monsters in Mr. Zhang's tomb unheard of?"

Everyone nodded, as if that was the case.

"Then why do you dare to talk nonsense about Mr. Zhang's tomb here, and you don't even know if you were killed by monsters in Changbai Mountain."

Hearing that, the surroundings were silent, and the people on the side let out a sneer.

"It's useless and useless, motherfucker, if we had the ability to go to Changbai Mountain in Mr. Zhang's book, we'd go to the **** earlier, we'd still be talking here!"

"The tombs that Mr. Zhang mentioned are so magical, and even the lower-grade seabed tombs, we can't even beat the forbidden woman."

"This Genting Tiangong is of such a high standard, it is estimated that there are more monsters in it."