Writing Novels In Yuanshen, Shenzi Is My Number One Black Fan

Seeing that Su Luo misunderstood what she meant, Xiao Gong waved her hand.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that, but I think that many things will be the same as fireworks. For example, interesting topics are also fleeting things. You must talk about it when you are interested, without leaving any regrets. "

Su Luo nodded. He actually agrees with what Xiao Gong said, because writing a novel is the same in a sense. Sometimes inspiration will gushes out like a spring, but sometimes you can't write a word. .

In fact, Su Luo is very curious about one thing, that is, why the anime that he wrote silently is still stuck, but no one can answer his question.

Following behind Xiaogong, Su Luo stared at Xiaogong's back and fell into deep thought again.

"Su Luo, when you write a novel, do you sometimes fail to write it?"

Xiaogong didn't look at Su Luo, just stood there quietly, although he was asking questions, 12 didn't seem to want Su Luo to answer her at all.

The reason for asking this question is because Xiaogong feels that she has entered an endless loop now. She is happy because of making fireworks, but now there are too many fireworks orders and she doesn't know how to make unique fireworks.

Feeling his head being moved by someone, Xiaogong turned his head and saw Su Luo standing behind him, the two of them were standing in the water, the sea water flooded into the beach and wet their shoes and trousers, but both of them were No intention of leaving.

Gently stroking Xiao Gong's hair, Su Luo nodded.

"No matter who it is, as long as he is a creator, there must be a bottleneck period. Everyone is the same, including me. Sometimes I can't write articles because of some things, but what does that matter? We can temporarily unload all the burdens on ourselves, and then go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers."

What Su Luo said is what he does most often, and this is what makes Yae Shenzi the most speechless, that is, there are always a few days in a month when Su Luo cannot be found, and she has no place to cry, just I can pray that Su Luo can think that he still has unfinished articles, so he will come back soon.

It's just that Xiao Gong obviously can't be as chic as Su Luo, and her father still needs her to take care of her. She is going out to play, what should her father do? I will never forgive myself in my life.

Su Luo naturally knew what Xiao Gong was worried about. He sighed. In fact, his own method of relieving stress may only be suitable for him, because he has nothing to worry about, he packs his bags, and any place can be his home. After all, during the years of writing novels, his Mora can already be described as rich and powerful.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Next, if you have something to do, you can go around the city with me. I plan to find some acquaintances to try my luck."

Su Luo nodded. He didn't ask Xiaogong why he asked an acquaintance, because he knew that Xiaogong needed too many fireworks materials, which made her have to find a larger and more reliable supplier of raw materials. If you look for unreliable ones, if they blow up before flying into the sky, then it’s okay?

If that was the case, the entire Naganohara Fireworks Shop wouldn’t need to continue to exist, and everyone in the same industry could drown Xiao Gong with a mouthful of saliva.

Selecting materials is a very boring thing. Xiaogong originally thought that Su Luo would leave directly and come back to him later, but what he didn't expect was that he followed him to the city.

Looking at Su Luo who is very curious about everything, Xiao Gong smiled. Su Luo may have some attainments in novels, but when it comes to things like fireworks, he really doesn't understand anything. See Looking at the excited Su Luo, Xiaogong patiently introduced him.

"You also know that there were only a few colors of fireworks before, because they were dyed in a very single way, so this resulted in few types of fireworks, until my ancestors discovered an ore that can dye fireworks."

Because the journey to that friend's store was also very long, in order to make Su Luo not too bored, Zeng Yi told him carefully about their Naganohara family.

The two chatted along the way, and Su Luo said that he really learned a lot about the rice wife and the customs of the Nagano Hara family during this trip. He secretly vowed in his heart that he would write a book about Tevat in the future. Ms. Si has already written a travelogue of Teyvat.

"Hello, Morihiko, is your work going well these days?"

Just when Su Luo was fascinated by listening, Xiaogong suddenly stopped talking. The former looked up and found that they had arrived at the shop of her friend Xiaogong said, looking at the ore used to make fireworks in the store. Although Su Luo is a layman, he can actually tell that the quality of those ores is not very good.

Mori Yan was cleaning his signboard, when he heard a familiar voice calling his name, he seemed a little excited, jumped down from the ladder, and greeted Xiaogong very warmly, he didn't ask about Su Luo.

Although it is a new face, there are too many new faces brought by these New Year's Eve Palaces, so Mori Yan has long been familiar with it. He nodded at Su Luo as a greeting, and the latter did the same Asamorihiko nodded.

In fact, Su Luo's evaluation of Moriyan is quite good, at least he didn't keep chirping like a sparrow asking Xiaogong who he is, so it saves an explanation.

"Haha, Xiao Gong, I knew you were coming, and I was discussing you with the shop assistants just now!"

When Xiao Gong heard that Mori Yan said that he was discussing himself just now, he suddenly became interested, and he wanted to have a good talk with Mori Yan. Although the latter was very confused, he was embarrassed to pour cold water on her when he saw Xiao Gong's high spirits.

Seeing the two chatting more and more vigorously, Su Luo quietly coughed softly, Xiao Gong took a look at Su Luo and realized that he was chatting with someone and almost forgot the business, so he quickly stopped talking and did not continue. .

Seeing that Xiao Gong didn't continue talking, Mori Yan was also relieved. Fortunately, Xiao Gong still remembered that he still had business to do when he came here.

"Oh, there's no need to exchange pleasantries. I know you're here for the fireworks, right? I left a bag for you, and the quantity must be enough."

Morihiko pointed to a stuffed bag piled up in the corner and said to Xiaogong, the latter obviously didn't realize what was going on. .