Wu Rui's original writing speed was not fast. Because he had just entered the industry, he used to write a storybook, and often had to delete and modify two thousand words, but he still couldn't write a wonderful enough plot story.

But this time it was not the case. The story was placed in front of him, bizarre and wonderful. He didn't need to craft it repeatedly. He just needed to work hard on the words and strive to write the story the most accurately and conscientiously. This is just

It's his strength.

When he returned home, Wu Rui didn't even bother to turn on the fire to cook, so he directly heated up a few buns and ate them voraciously in tea. He immediately started working and wrote the jokes before Sun Wukong was expelled from the sect in one breath.

Unfortunately, in the second half of the night, he was so tired that he couldn't support him. He was extremely exhausted by carefully lying in words and sentences. Otherwise, he would have been able to hold his eyes red until dawn and would have to write all the stories he heard today.

Fortunately, with the living expenses paid by the boss in advance, he no longer needs to go out to do the bits and pieces of copying and writing, and earn money and survive well. This means that he will have enough time to write and polish new words in the future.

There is no need to rush for a moment.

The next day, Wu Rui stayed at home and kept writing and revising it, and wrote until the evening, and finally completed the ten-word vocabulary book that he felt was basically satisfied with, and according to the plot, he roughly divided it into four chapters.

Returning, it tells the four plots of the birth of the stone monkey and the life of the Water Curtain Cave, the process of learning from the master, the transformation of the life and death book of the Yan Luo Palace, and the acquisition of magical weapons and the appointment of the Heavenly Court.

On the afternoon of the third day, Wu Rui came to the Jingbei Marquis' Mansion again, but met He Ci in the hall.

He Ci has been rushing to the past few days. He just completed the previous storybook and came happily. When he saw Wu Rui, his eyes lit up: "Brother Wu, I haven't seen each other for a few days, and today he is full of red light.

ah!"

"Is that true?" Wu Rui laughed and did not deny it. He didn't know if there was a red light on his face, but after getting such a wonderful story as Journey to the West, he has been energetic these days.

He Ci's eyes were attracted by the manuscript he held in his hand, and he asked curiously: "Brother Wu has...a new work? Commissioned creation?"

Wu Rui nodded with a smile: "That's right! Brother He, you don't know. Mr. Fu is really a talented person in compiling stories. The stories he compiled are unprecedentedly exciting. We can be entrusted to create them for three lives!"

Although He Ci was very grateful to Fu Xuechen for the new contract signed by me with them, he did not think about how good the subject matter could be obtained from Fu Xuechen. Suddenly, he was surprised to hear Wu Rui so highly praised.

He hurriedly asked, "I wonder if He can read the masterpiece of his brother?"

Wu Rui shook his head and declined: "If it is my own creation, I need to ask Brother He for advice. However, this sentence was commissioned by the little marquis. Is it possible to leak it? I cannot make the decision, I am sorry!"

"It's okay! It's He Manglang!" He Ci quickly apologized after hearing this, expressed his understanding of Wu Rui's refusal, and was even more curious about Wu Rui's new story.

Just at this moment, Fu Xuechen also came back from school. When he saw the two of them, he exchanged a few greetings and ordered Fu An, asking him to lead them to wait outside his small study room.

The first thing she saw was Wu Rui. She was also very concerned about what Wu Rui could write Journey to the West. She took the manuscript handed over by the other party and started to review it. Wu Rui stood by, with a slightly nervous expression.

"It's very good!" Fu Xuechen quickly gave the first comment.

Wu Rui immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he completely forgot about the other party's youth, as if he was facing his own gentleman. If he could get positive affirmation, he could feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Xuechen returned the manuscript to Wu Rui: "The beginning of this book is crucial, and it is not an exaggeration to revise it again and again. Mr.'s writing is wonderful enough, but I still hope that Mr.'s sentences can be more simple and two points, making this

The audience of the storybook is wider. Even the minor officials who are proficient in literature and ink can understand it roughly by a primary school student who knows literacy for just over a thousand. Is it OK?"

Wu Rui was not stupid and immediately understood what Fu Xuechen meant. Isn’t this saying that the sales targets of the "Journey to the West" will not be limited to scholars, but include all kinds of people, men, women, and young?!

"Thank you for your advice. I will make some changes when I go back and make them. I will satisfy you." Wu Rui was so energetic that he quickly patted his chest to promise.

"Okay! Then you go back first! Come again after revising the manuscript." Fu Xuechen smiled and nodded.

Wu Rui took the manuscript and left with Fu An's companion.

Fu Xuechen sent Wu Rui away and called He Ci: "Mr. He is from the Two Lakers. I wonder if Mr. He has ever heard of the story of Xu Xian Bai Snake in West Lake in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?"

He Ci was slightly stunned, recalled carefully for a moment, and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

As a slogan, you must have an impression of the good slogans that have appeared on the market, and you also need to pay more attention to folk legends as slogan materials.

As a scholar, he has made friends from all over the world. He has mastered the cultural situation and wonderful writings of various places, which are several times better than ordinary people. He said that he had never heard of it, so it would probably be nothing.

Fu Xuechen felt relieved: "Then, the first story I gave to Mr. I wrote is about this story about Xu Xian and Bai Snake. This story is called "The Legend of the White Snake". I will tell you a paragraph with Mr. Today,

The gentleman used this as the structure and went back to write the original story, which was tentatively set as the first volume."

He Ci couldn't help but look up at Fu Xuechen, and still didn't believe it. He didn't believe what kind of good story can a young man of his age tell, or a new story that has never appeared in the world. However, Wu Rui's praise in front of him is very high.

No matter how unbelievable he has to believe it!

Therefore, with the unique politeness of scholars, He Ci's attitude was quite serious and humble: "I'll listen carefully, please speak with my young master!"

Fu Xuechen nodded and began to say: "A long time ago, on the bank of West Lake, in Hangzhou, there was a family named Xu who practiced medicine for generations. It has been passed down to the present day, and only one seedling is left, named Xu Xian..."

The story of the Legend of White Snake is actually not too long, especially the beginning part. The left and right are just white snakes transformed back to find the reincarnation of the shepherd boy to repay the life-saving grace of a thousand years ago. Unexpectedly, when they saw West Lake, the two of them admired each other for a few times.

When they get in contact, they become husband and wife.

Unexpectedly, on the Dragon Boat Festival, Xu Xian met Monk Fahai. When the monk saw that he was entangled with demonic energy, he instructed him to pour realgar wine into Bai Suzhen, which scared Xu Xian fainted. Bai Suzhen stole Ganoderma lucidum to save her husband and saved Xu Xian.

Unfortunately, Xu Xian always had a grudge. He was bewitched by Fahai and was placed under house arrest by Fahai in Jinshan Temple, which made Bai Suzhen furious and flooded Jinshan. He fought with Fahai and suffered both losses and was trapped under Leifeng Pagoda.
Chapter completed!