I write novels in Liyue

Only then did he take Tingyu out with him.

They had only just reached the door when a knock sounded.

Well?

Who is it?

Fang Qiu was slightly taken aback. When she opened the door, she found that it was Hu Tao, and Sanmi was perched on Hu Tao's shoulder.

"Fang Qiu, Shen He, Happy Lantern Festival!"

Walnut waved her hand and said with a smile, "I've got some free time today, how about we go check out the Lantern Festival together?"

"We were just about to come to the Rebirth Hall to look for you."

Fang Qiu said with a smile.

"Then let's go shopping together."

Hu Tao said with a smile, "Xiang Ling is going to help out in the kitchen at Wanmintang. Let's go find her when we watch the fireworks."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded.

So the three of them set off together.

The streets of Liyue Harbor were brightly lit, with lanterns arranged in a pleasing pattern, and various vendors were enthusiastically hawking their wares on both sides of the street.

Many couples strolled hand in hand along the street.

Fang Qiu also saw a young man dressed as a member of the Fools running up to the large lantern located at the foot of Scarlet Cloud Slope, and then speaking apologetically to another female member of the Fools.

He was probably apologizing for being late by accident.

Besides them, Fang Qiu also saw the two children who asked her to write "5 Centimeters Per Second".

They walked side by side, the girl holding a string of candied hawthorns.

The boy was a little nervous, and his hand moved restlessly toward the girl's hand, but he quickly withdrew it timidly.

"Look, look! There are lanterns for sale over there. Let's go take a look."

"Hu Tao said."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu responded and looked at Shen He, saying, "Let's go take a look."

So they made their way to the lantern stall.

"Which lantern do you three ladies prefer?"

The stall owner asked with a smile.

Fang Qiu glanced at the lanterns displayed at the lantern stall; there were many different kinds.

After choosing for a while, Fang Qiu selected a peach blossom lantern.

"Boss, how much is this peach blossom lantern?"

Fang Qiu asked.

"Young lady, you have a good eye!"

The vendor said, "Behind this peach blossom lantern lies a poignant love story. Legend has it that in Qingce Village lived a kind-hearted, impoverished scholar who, while sleeping, swapped bodies with a young lady from Liyue Harbor and fell in love with her. However, their happiness was short-lived; they soon stopped swapping bodies. So, the poor scholar traveled a great distance to Liyue Harbor to find the young lady. But as he journeyed there, his memories of her rapidly faded. By the time he set foot in Liyue Harbor, all his memories of her had vanished. He only remembered that he had come..." The scholar searched for someone important, but couldn't remember who it was. The young lady, too, had forgotten everything, feeling as if something important was missing from her heart. At that moment, the wandering Prince Yan saw the star-crossed lovers and bestowed upon them each a peach blossom lantern. Guided by the lanterns, they finally saw each other. Holding their lanterns, they looked at each other, and although they couldn't remember who the other was, tears streamed down their faces. The scholar asked the young lady, "Have we met somewhere before?" The young lady, weeping, replied, "Me too." Afterwards, they became lovers, and the peach blossom lantern has been passed down to this day.

After listening to the vendor's story, Fang Qiu was both amused and exasperated.

Hey, bro...

Adaptation is not random rewriting, and fictionalization is not nonsense.

Isn't this just the Liyue version of "Your Name"?

Moreover, the Rock King Emperor is extremely busy with state affairs; how could he possibly have time for leisurely strolls in the mortal world, let alone sending lanterns to promote marriage...

This kind of god doesn't sound very serious.

However, upon closer inspection, the vendor's adaptation is actually quite good.

She had heard that the Laminaria had been hit by a meteorite, but at the time she didn't know much about Liyue and had no idea about the Laminaria. Otherwise, she would have written "Your Name" as a Liyue story.

"Then let's have this one."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

"Alright, one hundred moras."

The vendor beamed with joy.

Well, it's a pretty good deal.

After all, it's purely handmade.

In the past, such exquisitely crafted lanterns, especially those used during festivals and celebrations, would have easily sold for two or three hundred.

Although she had never attended a celebration or bought lanterns in her previous life, she had eaten noodles and bought water at the scenic spot.

A bowl of beef noodles (about 200 grams) costs 70 yuan.

A bottle of mineral water costs twenty.

After buying the peach blossom lantern, Shen He and Hu Tao each chose one.

After they paid the Mora, the stall owner lit the lantern for them, and a faint light appeared.

I had just paid when I heard a voice.

"Master, Miss Fang Qiu, and Miss Shen He, what a coincidence! You're all here for the Lantern Festival too?"

Fang Qiu, carrying a peach blossom lantern, turned her head and saw Yi Guan Xiaomei holding a little girl's hand, looking at them with a smile.

After exchanging greetings, the young female attendant asked, "Master, didn't you celebrate the Lantern Festival with Mr. Zhongli?"

"That guy Zhongli?"

Hu Tao waved her hand and said, "Don't even mention it. This afternoon, we went to Three Bowls Without Passing Gang for dinner. Not only did he not bring any money, but he also made me pay for a jar of osmanthus wine for him, saying he wanted to buy a pot of wine to visit an old friend. I guess he hasn't come back yet."

"I see."

The young lady nodded and said, "Then I won't disturb your shopping."

After saying goodbye, the young maid led the little girl away.

"Let's go too. Look, there seems to be something new over there. They say it's a hidden shadow lamp. Let's go take a look."

"Hu Tao said."

"Ah."

Fang Qiu nodded.

After they left, the lantern vendor couldn't help but show a strange expression.

He glanced at Fang Qiu's retreating figure, then took a book out of his pocket.

The book is titled "Your Name".

"That person just now called that white-haired girl Fang Qiu?"

The vendor looked puzzled and somewhat embarrassed.

The peach blossom lantern didn't actually have that story; it was an adaptation he came up with on a whim after reading Fang Qiu's "Your Name."

The idea was to enrich the background of the lanterns with stories, so that customers could enjoy the Lantern Festival more comfortably.

The price remains unchanged.

Purely handmade.

Could it be that we ran into the author himself?

After thinking for a while, the vendor shook his head and said, "No, no, how could that be... It must be a coincidence that they have the same name. Who would use their real name as a pen name?"

He had heard that Fang Qiu, that old scoundrel, was a decrepit old man.

Otherwise, there would be no way he could have such strong writing skills and such a perverse pleasure in seeing people cry.

How could that old scoundrel Fang Qiu possibly be a white-haired beauty?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The possibility of this is as low as if Lord Yan were still alive at this moment, drinking tea and strolling with his birds.

With that thought in mind, he felt relieved.

Fang Qiu had no idea that Yi Guan's little sister had almost revealed her identity when she greeted them; she was playing with the shadow lantern with Hu Tao and Shen He.

"This is so difficult."

Fang Qiu spent a long time adjusting the two most basic and simple shadow lamps, which only required adjusting their direction.

Then I got stuck on the third one, and I couldn't solve it no matter what I tried.

Hu Tao and Shen He had already solved the puzzles and were standing aside watching her, making her blush.

Finally, the third one was solved.

When the stall owner took out the fourth one, Fang Qiu was in despair.

This fourth one is much more difficult than the third one...

Ah this...

Just as Fang Qiu was in a dilemma, a soft laugh sounded behind him.

"That won't do. You need to adjust your posture, otherwise you won't be able to align it with the shadow lamp."

Hearing those suggestive words, she knew who was speaking without even turning around.

Fang Qiu's pretty face flushed slightly; she naturally knew what she was talking about.

At the same time, she was also a little dumbfounded. Could you even drive on this lousy road?

"Good evening, Sister Ying'er."

Fang Qiu turned around, waved, and greeted them.