I write novels in Liyue

Uncle Tian waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."

Zhongli nodded.

Uncle Tian waved his hand, signaling for wine to be served. Then he looked at Zhongli and said, "Young brother, we seem to be getting along quite well. After we finish this chat, how about you come with this old man to the beach to go fishing tomorrow? While we're fishing, we can talk about Fang Qiu's book. After we catch some fish, we can go to Wanmintang and have Xiangling cook them for us. I heard that during the Lantern Festival, Xiangling invented a way to grill fish with dipping sauce, and it's said to taste quite good."

"Ahem, sir, I personally don't really like fishing. I had a very pleasant conversation with you, though. There's a play by Mr. Yun tomorrow, so we can go see it together, and then go to Wanmintang for grilled fish afterwards."

Zhongli said.

Although he could accept the grilled fish that Xiangling made, he didn't like seafood.

Especially live seafood.

Whenever he sees seafood, he recalls its slippery texture and the lingering fishy smell that can't be washed away.

It just goes to show that sometimes having a good memory isn't a good thing...

"I see."

Uncle Tian didn't insist on fishing. He smiled and said, "Listening to opera seems like a good alternative as well."

Soon, the wine was served.

The old man and the young man drank and talked about Fang Qiu's book.

As they chatted, Uncle Tian couldn't help but marvel at the young man's profound knowledge, his accurate use of classical allusions, and his unique insights into Fang Qiu's books.

He couldn't help but have a misconception.

That is, no one understands Fang Qiu's books better than this young man in front of him.

If he hadn't known that Fang Qiu wrote the book, he would have thought that the young man had written it.

While marveling at the sight, Uncle Tian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

I don't know how this young man is doing in other areas of study. If he is exceptionally knowledgeable, should we try to bring him into the General Affairs Department and train him to be the next Tian Shu Star?

……

At this moment, Fang Qiu, the traveler, and Paimon followed Xin Yan to their room.

Fang Qiu looked around the room.

The room wasn't particularly big, but it wasn't small either.

It's a little smaller than the apartment she rented before.

The room was very simple, with only a bed, a desk, and a chair.

Overall, it's not bad.

It's very clean and has no strange smell.

The bedding on the bed was all new.

You can also open the window and see the scenery outside.

A gentle sea breeze blew in through the window, causing Fang Qiu's hair to flutter softly.

Her luggage was piled up in a corner.

"Beidou and I live across from you. Just call us if you need anything tonight."

Xin Yan said.

"Okay, no problem."

Paimon nodded and said, "It really is this room."

"really?"

Fang Qiu was somewhat puzzled.

"The traveler and I stayed in this room when we went to Inatsuma, but because of the huge thunderstorms around Inatsuma, we didn't go back to this room to sleep much after entering the Inatsuma sea area."

Paimon said.

"Thunderstorm? What thunderstorm?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback, feeling as if he had heard something extraordinary.

Is it too late to turn back now?

We haven't gone very far yet. I could put myself on the sea and freeze my way back across the ocean.

Seeing Fang Qiu's worried expression, Ying smiled and said, "Don't worry, since Inazuma lifted the country's isolation order, the thunderstorms that had been raging around Inazuma have also disappeared."

"I see."

Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

In her previous life, she had watched many videos about sea storms on video websites.

The waves range in size from a few meters to tens of meters.

It was breathtaking to watch.

She didn't want to experience the feeling of being adrift like a small boat on a raging sea...

Just thinking about it makes my legs tremble.

The Death Star sailed very smoothly, and the sea was calm today, with the ship hardly rocking.

Fang Qiu did not feel any signs of seasickness.

After settling in, they went up to the deck, and Liyue Harbor was gradually receding into the distance.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

This was her first time going abroad, and she was a little nervous.

After all, in her previous life she had barely left her province, let alone gone abroad.

We've had lunch.

Fang Qiu, the traveler, and Paimon returned to their room and took out their writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Paimon volunteered to grind the ink.

Fang Qiu sat in the chair, staring at the white paper, lost in thought.

She originally intended to write a story about sailing.

After all, I wrote quite a few works about navigation in my previous life, but upon closer inspection, it's not very auspicious to write about a ship sinking while on a ship.

If discovered, you're likely to get beaten up.

I heard that last time, Sister Beidou and her friends watched "Eternal," and as soon as they set sail, they encountered an iceberg.

If she dares to write again this time, she can't guarantee that Sister Beidou will drag her back to her room, take off her skirt, and spank her.

The kind that gets swollen from being hit.

As for Paimon and the Traveler... they might even help hand over the whip.

Forget it.

No need.

This is something that people who go out to sea should avoid.

Even if Sister Beidou doesn't care and believes that human will can overcome nature, the other crew members might not think so.

that……

Fang Qiu thought about it and realized it was time to write a story about Liyue.

After thinking for a while, she picked up her brush and wrote a few elegant characters on the rice paper.

The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3.

Chapter 333 Anything Produced by Fang Qiu is Guaranteed to Be a Masterpiece (Transitional Chapter)

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3?"

Fang Qiu was about to close his eyes and gather his emotions before starting to write when Paimon, who had just finished grinding the ink, saw the few words Fang Qiu had written and his smile froze instantly.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Qiu tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

"Fang Qiu... what is the ending of this third installment of 'Chinese Paladin'?"

Paimon asked.

"Hehe."

Fang Qiu blinked, mimicking Paimon's wink.

"What does 'heh' mean?"

Watching Fang Qiu's adorable imitation of her "hey," Paimon helplessly rubbed his forehead.

This is the snack she stole from Fang Qiu before. When Fang Qiu asked about it, she learned how to do it by singing for money, hoping to get away with it.

Now Fang Qiu is using it against her.

"Paimon, stop asking. Let Fang Qiu write in peace. Let's read."

Ying said, "Didn't Fang Qiu tell us this last time? If you know the ending in advance, the enjoyment of reading the book will be greatly reduced."

"Ok."

Paimon looked worriedly at the delicate handwriting Fang Qiu had left on the pristine white Xuan paper and sighed helplessly.

The first two installments of "Chinese Paladin" were incredibly heart-wrenching for her, so it's uncertain whether Fang Qiu will give the protagonist a happy ending in this one...

It feels very risky.

Seeing that Paimon and the Traveler each took a book and sat on the bed to read, Fang Qiu smiled faintly and turned to look at the words on the Xuan paper.

For this installment of "Chinese Paladin," she decided to write the most classic version, "Chinese Paladin 1."

The main character is Li Xiaoyao.