I write novels in Liyue

Yan Fei murmured.

As she spoke, she glanced at the several thick law books on the table and said, "Considering how good this work is, if this author named Fang Qiu has any legal issues, let's give her a 50% discount."

After saying that, she looked again at Fang Qiu's other books on the table.

"It seems there's still plenty of time. Why don't we take a look at Fang Qiu's other books?"

Yan Fei hesitated for a moment before choosing "Your Lie in April".

If we're just talking about the subject matter, she'd rather see "The Legend of Sword and Fairy," which is based on Liyue.

But since she had just finished reading "Your Name," she wanted to read this book with a similar worldview.

So she turned to the title page.

Then I saw a sentence written on the cherry blossom-colored pages of the hardcover edition.

"When you fall in love with someone, you'll find that the whole world becomes more colorful."

"It's another novel about love. Just by looking at the sentences on the title page, you can tell it's a very sweet story."

Yan Fei smiled knowingly.

Although the movie "Your Name" that I just watched was very tortuous and heart-wrenching in its plot, the ending was so sweet.

It felt like I had drunk honey.

I imagine this book, "Your Lie in April," is pretty much the same.

So she turned to the next page.

The story begins at dusk.

……

Meanwhile, at Wanwen Collection House.

The tavern owner couldn't help but smile.

As time went on, the number of pages remaining in the books held by the novel enthusiasts reading Fang Qiu's novels decreased.

Their expressions grew increasingly solemn.

Just as she smiled slightly and was about to turn around and go downstairs to prepare fine wine for them, she suddenly saw a smile appear on the solemn face of the young man who had thrown the book into the trash can and then bought a new one because it was dirty from the trash. At the same time, tears welled up in his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the ground.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Seeing the young man's expression of both crying and laughing, the tavern owner was taken aback.

what's the situation?

Why is this person both crying and laughing?

Just as she was puzzled, many people present finished watching, and like the young man, they laughed and cried at the same time.

"Fang Qiu, that old scoundrel, has finally become a decent human being!"

"I feel that this ending is infinitely better than the usual Tachibana Taki saving Miyamizu Mitsuha and then they getting together."

"I think so too, but it's still a bit of a pity that although they met, they don't remember each other."

"But don't you think that's even more touching? Even if they've forgotten each other, they can still recognize each other the moment they meet."

"really."

Hearing the crowd's discussion, the tavern owner was instantly devastated.

Chapter 152 No wonder Fang Qiu blushed

In contrast to the bustling Wanwenji Temple, the Wangsheng Hall was very quiet.

Even the warm lamplight seemed somewhat cold.

at this time.

After finishing their meal, Zhongli and Hutao returned to the Hall of Rebirth, feeling satisfied with their food and drink.

"Master, Mr. Zhongli, you're back."

Hearing Hu Tao and Zhong Li chatting as they approached, Miss Yi Guan closed her book and rose from the bench to greet them.

"How's the book delivery going?"

After responding to Miss Yi Guan's words, Hu Tao smiled and asked.

"Reporting to the hall master, about half of them have already been sent out. A few people just came to collect their books, so we should be able to send them all out by tomorrow."

Miss Yi smiled and said.

"That's fine."

Hu Tao stroked her smooth, fair chin, smiled gently, and said, "Fang Qiu's books are indeed becoming more and more popular. It seems that my new preferential policy can be implemented. Anyone who conducts business at Wang Sheng Tang can receive a free copy of Fang Qiu's book, and those who attend funeral ceremonies at Wang Sheng Tang will receive a copy of Fang Qiu's book for each family member. What do you think?"

"Uh...that's not a good idea."

Miss Yi looked troubled and said hesitantly.

"Master, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room to read."

Zhongli said.

"Go ahead, remember to tell me your thoughts after you finish watching. I already mentioned your opinion to Fang Qiu last time, and she said you have unique insights and are a very knowledgeable person."

Hu Tao nodded and said with a smile.

"Miss Fang Qiu is too kind."

Zhongli said calmly.

"Alright, alright, stop being modest. Go back to your room. I need to have a proper talk with her about why I gave Fang Qiu the book."

Hu Tao waved her hand and said.

"Meow."

Sanmi, perched on Hu Tao's shoulder, also meowed.

"Ah."

Zhongli nodded, said goodbye, and then walked into the Hall of Rebirth, returning to his room.

After lighting the candles, he brewed a pot of hot tea and then sat upright at his desk.

A good book deserves a good cup of tea.

"Your Name, the name? It has some meaning, but I wonder what kind of story it will be this time."

Looking at the book titles on the covers, Zhong Li glanced at the three works by Fang Qiu that were quietly displayed on the bookshelf, then turned back and opened the book.

The story begins with Mitsuha Miyamizu's ordinary yet slightly unusual daily life.

As Zhongli began reading, Hu Tao finished explaining why she had given those clients, including Fang Qiu, the books.

"So, do you understand my good intentions now?"

Hu Tao put her hands on her hips and said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, the three chirps on her shoulder also chirped, then rubbed their fluffy heads against Walnut's fair and rosy face.

"I understand it, but I still don't think it's very good."

Miss Yiguan said helplessly.

"Never mind, let's talk about this later. I'm going back to my room to read for a while."

Hu Tao waved her hand and said.

"Take care, Master."

Miss Yi smiled helplessly and said.

Seeing that Hu Tao had made her way up to the second floor of the Rebirth Hall, Miss Yiguan finally breathed a sigh of relief, though she had a bit of a headache.

She's the kind of woman who went from watching "Your Lie in April" to watching "Your Name".

Putting aside "Your Name," which I haven't finished reading yet, just the first three books—"Your Lie in April," "Eternal," and "Chinese Paladin"—each one brought tears to my eyes and filled me with sorrow.

If these were given to the families of the deceased, wouldn't they just cause even more grief-stricken relatives to pass away...?

Mr. Zhongli is really something...

He was clearly the person, besides Miss Fang Qiu, most likely to persuade the hall master to change his mind, but he always pretended to ignore it.

Ok……

Speaking of which, Mr. Zhongli had previously invited a rock singer named Xin Yan to perform in front of the Wangsheng Hall...

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

What method should I use next time to get the headmaster to give up her wildly imaginative ideas?

……

Hu Tao carried the two books all the way back to her room.

"Sanmi, go play by yourself."

Hu Tao rubbed Sanmi's little head and said.

"Meow."

Sanmi meowed in dissatisfaction, jumped off her shoulder, and after landing, she smoothed her fur, which had been ruffled by walnut, with her paws. Then she ran to the cat tree and started punching the ball of yarn hanging on it.

Hu Tao sat down at the table, looking at the two books in front of her: "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts" and "Your Name".

After hesitating for a moment, I chose the former.

She was genuinely curious about the contents of the book that had caused Fang Qiu to act so strangely that day.

As for Fang Qiu's "Your Name", you can savor it carefully after reading "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts".

After all, good books are meant to be savored, especially Fang Qiu's books.

After all, if you're thinking about the content of "Junior Sister, Be Gentle, Senior Sister Hurts" while reading "Your Name," it will ruin your reading experience.

So she stretched, loosened her body, opened the book, and began to read carefully.