I write novels in Liyue

As for that Miss Fang Qiu...

Although she sometimes heard about it from Hu Tao, they had never met, and she only knew the basics about Miss Fang Qiu.

Not to mention a sudden, unsolicited visit.

At this moment, she encountered a woman who clearly had good literary taste and had even read Miss Fang Qiu's books, so she naturally wanted to have a chat with her.

Fang Qiu, on the other hand, was deep in thought about how to escape.

There was still a lot of cake left in front of her, and half of the juice was left. Moreover, the girl in front of her had just sat down and looked like she wanted to chat with her, so she couldn't just get up and leave.

You only realize how much you don't have a cell phone when you need it.

If she had a cell phone, she would have Hu Tao call her, and then she could make an excuse to leave.

Unfortunately, no.

So the girl in front of her pulled her aside and started discussing the plot of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy".

Fang Qiu was exhausted from dealing with it.

For a moment, she didn't pay attention to the stares and whispers of others.

Halfway through the conversation, it was Fang Qiu who reminded Yun Jin that she hadn't ordered any food yet.

"Speaking of which, do you know what those poetic or lyrical things in the book are?"

After ordering and returning to the table, Yun Jin suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Something like poetry?"

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, those paragraphs appended to the main text, although beautifully written, are neither poems nor lyrics."

Yun Jin said.

"That must be lyrics."

Hearing Yun Jin say that, Fang Qiu almost burst out laughing, but she still pinched the hem of her clothes, held back, smiled slightly, and said.

"lyrics?"

Yun Jin was taken aback.

"Yes, that's right. With a melody, you can sing the lyrics."

Fang Qiu said.

"Isn't combining a story with a song similar to traditional opera?"

Yun Jin was slightly taken aback and asked.

"You could say that."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"This Miss Fang Qiu is indeed a remarkable person."

Yun Jin pondered and muttered to herself.

However, the white-haired girl in front of me is also very knowledgeable; she knows all these things.

Seeing that it was almost time, Fang Qiu decided to make a quick getaway.

"Young lady, please enjoy your meal. I should be going now. We'll meet again someday."

Fang Qiu smiled faintly, stood up and said.

"Goodbye."

Yun Jin was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously nodded in reply.

Seeing Fang Qiu walk away, Yun Jin realized that she seemed to have forgotten to ask her name.

Just as she was about to chase after them to ask what was wrong, the shop assistant brought over the cake and drink she had ordered.

Because of the delay caused by the shop assistant, Fang Qiu had already disappeared from her sight.

The girl had quite a bit of insight into the content of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy," and I originally wanted to make friends with her.

Pity……

"Never mind, let's meet again someday."

Yun Jin sighed helplessly and turned her gaze to the cake and drinks placed in front of her.

She gently scooped up a spoonful of cake and put it in her mouth. As soon as the cake entered her mouth, Yun Jin's eyes lit up.

It tastes so sweet and has such a smooth texture.

She took another sip of her drink, and her eyes lit up again.

Delicious.

The aroma of fruit and the sweet and sour flavors immediately filled my mouth.

Having grown accustomed to tea, drinking fruit juice at this moment is indeed a novel experience.

Chapter 122 The Glistening Night

Fang Qiu walked quickly to the corner of the road.

"Phew, that was dangerous. Looks like I can't run around on book release days anymore."

Fang Qiu let out a long breath and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

The author is definitely better suited to staying at home.

Unfortunately, in the rush to escape, I didn't even have time to buy juice and cake.

I originally planned to buy some Chinese and Western pastries to make a Sino-US co-production.

It seems that I can only buy some Chinese pastries now.

Fortunately, nothing strange happened along the way.

Aside from seeing a young girl wearing a red crown and white-to-yellow antler headdress extending outwards from both sides of her head, dressed in very revealing clothes, she was showing a middle-aged man a book on the laws of Liyue.

After reading it, the middle-aged man knelt down with a thud, sobbing and admitting that he was wrong.

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person. Please give me a chance."

"Be a good person? Sure, go talk to Qianyan Army and see if they'll give you a chance. This is the price you pay for breaking the contract. Those who break their word shall be punished by the Qianyan Army."

Fang Qiu didn't dare linger. What if the middle-aged man didn't submit to the law and instead pulled out a knife and took a hostage?

Avoid all risks.

We arrived at a pastry shop and bought lotus seed paste cake, osmanthus cake, qingtuan (green glutinous rice dumplings), mille-feuille cake, rice cake, and so on.

The old lady who sells snacks always gives her a few extra pieces.

Besides snacks, Fang Qiu also bought a lot of fruit from the fruit shop.

Carrying two large bags of fruit, I walked back to my room.

After locking the door, Fang Qiu collapsed onto the bed with a thud.

so tired.

My hands are so sore...

The fruit itself weighs only about seven or eight pounds, and with the snacks, it's only a little over ten pounds.

She was forced to switch hands several times along the way.

I'm exhausted.

"Let's find a quiet time tomorrow and go to the public bathhouse for a relaxing soak."

Lying in bed staring at the ceiling, Fang Qiu murmured to himself.

Go at a time when there are no people around.

Otherwise, she would always be stared at by a group of girls whenever she entered the bathhouse, which made her have to wrap herself up tightly in a bath towel every time she took a bath.

After resting for a while, Fang Qiu didn't try to do sit-ups to get up. Instead, he rolled over like a salted fish, then used his hands to prop himself up and stood up.

After washing up, I took off my clothes and changed into my nightgown.

Then Fang Qiu slumped onto the bouncy bomb, staring listlessly at the ceiling, and began a new round of contemplation.

What did people in ancient times do late at night when they didn't have cell phones or computers?

Reading?

It seems like there aren't many forms of entertainment besides reading, right?

Such meager entertainment options...

However, when it came to reading, Fang Qiu subconsciously glanced at the book "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts" that was left on the table and hadn't been put away.

Her face flushed slightly.

Seeing this book, she suddenly thought of other forms of entertainment besides reading...

However, as she was lost in thought, she suddenly remembered the box of ghost stories in the corner and was startled.

My body trembled involuntarily.

Fang Qiu's pupils contracted slightly, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Oh no, tonight is going to be another tough night.

I'll get rid of these books tomorrow.

Otherwise, I'd be restless and unable to eat or sleep properly.

……

The night was shimmering, and the evening breeze was just right.

Yujing Terrace, Yuehai Pavilion.

The leaves outside the window rustled in the breeze, and the glass lilies and rainbow flowers swayed gently in the wind.