Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 55: Angry Butterfly

"Young Master, Mr. Nan is here!" In the box of Beifenglou, Ji Zhong walked in with Nan Yuanxi who had just stepped off the stage.

When Nan Yuanxi saw Chen Luo, he thought that the other party wanted to tell him a piece of "Zhong Kui's Biography". "A Brief Biography" is too exhausting, and can only appear once the next day. If you want to watch it, please wake up tomorrow and come back early."

Before Chen Luo responded, Ji Zhong first laughed. Chen Luo glanced at Ji Zhong, stood up and saluted: "Mr. Nan, Chen Luo is here."

"Oh, Young Master Chen, next... what? Chen Luo? Which Chen Luo?"

"Under Wan Amber, Chen Luo!"

Nan Yuanxi looked at Chen Luo up and down and blurted out, "What evidence do you have?"

Ji Zhong: "I can prove it!"

Chen Luo smiled softly and whispered: "Zhong Kui!"

Immediately, a black fog rose behind Chen Luo, and Zhong Kui's shadow loomed in the black fog.

Nan Yuanxi could clearly see the burly figure and hideous face in the dark fog, and instantly recognized that this figure was the Zhong Kui he played every day for the past two days. With Zhong Kui Shuling with him, the person in front of him is really Wan Anbo Chen Luo!

Nan Yuanxi hurriedly bowed deeply: "Student Nan Yuanxi, who has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, has seen Wan Anbo!"

Chen Luo waved his hand, Zhong Kui disappeared and went to rest again. Chen Luo helped Nan Yuanxi with a smile on his face: "It's okay. Mr. Nan, I heard you wake up early today, it's good!"

Nan Yuanxi's face was flushed. Chen Luo had long been his idol. When Chen Luo praised him, he felt that his bones were lightened by three points.

"No, I'm not talking about "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui", I'm talking about the analysis of Mr. Di Bao, which is very good!"

Nan Yuan was startled for a while, and then a layer of excitement surged in his heart. Generally speaking, when a noble person says this, then they have to ask themselves whether they are willing to follow.

This is the rhythm of closing staff!

"Do you have a friend as good as you?"

"I do!"

The words of the two came out almost at the same time, and they both looked at each other in surprise.

"What would you like?"

"Does my uncle ask me to recommend friends?"

Again in unison.

Chen Luo sorted out his emotions and let Nan Yuanxi sit down.

"Mr. Nan, this is the case. I plan to start a newspaper, which will include content such as Xing Zao Shuo Wen. Let the high-level discussions of gentlemen be presented in the text."

"Of course, you can wake up and say it early, then go back and sort it out, and finally form a text and publish it in the newspaper."

"I intend to hire Mr. as the first editor-in-chief of this new newspaper, who is responsible for selecting the appropriate content of the speech. I will be responsible for the work location, and the monthly salary..."

"Wait a minute!" Nan Yuanxi interrupted Chen Luo's words, stood up to salute, and said, "I respect my uncle, but Yuan Xi is still a Confucian disciple, and he still knows the truth that poverty cannot be moved. The above discussion is to speak for the sky, to explain the policies of the court and the affairs of the world to the people of Limin, and it can be regarded as a preacher. How can such remarks be kept on the same page as the news of the brothel and the businessmen. This is the case. Let it go..."

After speaking, Nan Yuanxi turned around and wanted to leave, but Ji Zhongheng took a step forward and blocked Nan Yuanxi's way. Chen Luo quickly explained: "Mr. Nan misunderstood, the new newspaper I want to run is not a draft one."

"Isn't it a draft report?" Nan Yuanxi looked at Chen Luo suspiciously, "What is that?"

Chen Luo said with a smile: "The draft newspapers are vulgar, and they are just scraps of paper; the written newspapers are elegant, but the price is too high, and they are only aimed at Confucian disciples. I want to create a new newspaper for the common people and let them buy it. Affordable, like to see, valuable!"

As soon as Chen Luo's voice fell, the entire interior space was slightly suffocated, Ji Zhong raised his head and seemed to find something, but he couldn't find a trace. One hand clenched the hilt of the broken sword at his waist, just in case.

Nan Yuanxi was also a little shocked. He couldn't imagine what kind of newspaper this was, and asked, "Can we do it by talking about it?"

Chen Luo shook his head: "Of course not. At present, my new newspaper has only two sections, one section is for the eye-catching articles that I want to publish, and the other section is reserved for me, to publish me article."

The doubts on Nan Yuanxi's face dissipated: "Uncle wants to use Xinbao to complete 'Liyan'? It's useless, 'Liyan' needs the approval of heaven, and Yawen must be used!"

"Of course Yawen is Yawen, but... not 'Liyan', but a story!"

"Story?"

"Yes, a better story than "Zhong Kui Biography"!"

Nan Yuanxi stared blankly at Chen Luo. He had read the classics of sages and sages for half his life, and already felt that the short 200 words of "Zhong Kui Biography" were enough to give people enough imagination. How could there be a better story?

Ji Zhong, who was behind Nan Yuanxi, let out a contemptuous laugh with a proud face.

Chen Luo thought about it and said, "This matter is not urgent. I have to communicate with Wenchang Pavilion about the issue of the newspaper. Mr. Nan can consider it first."

Nan Yuanxi was stunned again. The other party even had to communicate with Wenchang Pavilion when he started a draft newspaper?

Is this the difference in the world?

Chen Luo got up and walked out, suddenly thought of something, and turned around and said, "By the way, I will send a new story later. If Mr. Nan thinks it is appropriate, he can tell it when he wakes up tomorrow morning."

After saying this, Chen Luo walked out of the box.

…

"Young Master, do you want to show "Swordsman" to that Mr. Nan first?" Ji Zhong approached Chen Luo and asked in a low voice when there were few people.

Chen Luo shook his head slightly.

To be honest, the reason why I suddenly wanted to tell Nan Yuanxi the story first was that Chen Luo planned to use the custom of waking up early to warm up his new newspaper!

After all, the old gentleman attracted readers with his novels in the early days.

However, Chen Luo didn't plan to show "Swordsman" as soon as he came up.

After all, it's a long story. There are still many procedures for running the newspaper. It is not a wise choice to blindly throw out the content of the previous chapters.

A "Zhong Kui Biography" can have such a good effect, so it shouldn't be a big problem to find some short stories.

For example, "Nie Yinniang", the story of a legendary heroine, is it exciting or not?

Anyway, the spirit of the secret realm said last time that luck changes books, and I opened the way to the sky before~IndoMTL.com~ But there is a lot of luck!

…

"What? Books to be drawn?"

In the dreamland of flowers, Chen Luo had a dark face and looked at Zhong Kui, who had an illusory figure in front of him.

Just now, the spirit of the secret realm told Chen Luo through Zhong Kui that he could not specify which book to exchange for, so he could only take the luck to the woods to attract the spirit of the book!

"What's the point?" Chen Luo asked with an unhappy expression.

Zhong Kui also looked a little embarrassed, and replied: "The lord chooses the size of good luck and just walks in the red dust forest. The matching book spirit will fly to the lord on his own."

Zhong Kui thought for a while, and then said: "It stands to reason that the more Qi Luck you hold, the more difficult it will be for the book to manifest, indicating that the Wenhua Qi is stronger!"

Chen Luo nodded and looked at the cloud of luck in the sky. As soon as he stretched out his hand, luck immediately flew towards Chen Luo.

This time Chen Luo just wanted a short story, so when Qi Luck was about the size of a basketball in his hand, Chen Luo stopped moving. Then Chen Luo walked into the world of red dust holding this basketball-sized piece of luck.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, a few petal butterflies flew towards Chen Luo, but they were smaller than the petal butterflies in "Swordsman" last time.

Chen Luo himself looked at the few petal butterflies around him. One of the red butterflies was particularly conspicuous, with an angry look, constantly bumping into other petal butterflies.

"It's up to you!" Chen Luo reached out and pointed at the red petal butterfly, the luck in his hand dissipated, and the petal butterfly turned into a light and shot into Chen Luo's mind.

…

Outside, Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes.

An article was formed in Chen Luo's mind, Chen Luo sensed it for a moment, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"It's you, no wonder you're so angry!"