"Kyoto is really great, I should have come back long ago."

After venting the excitement in his heart, Fu Li sighed with red eyes and sighed.

Wen Mianmian held a pot and added a glass of water to him, and said with a smile: "First of all, you have to calm down, and then go to the study with me and let me tell you carefully. In the afternoon, I will go to the next door to see King Annan. My brother will take the time to come back and take you there."

After drinking a glass of water, he let out a heavy breath. Fu Li gradually calmed down his mood, leaving only expectations and tension.

The three brothers and sisters were in the study throughout the morning, and Wen Mianmian kept drawing on rice paper with charcoal blocks, and her mouth was flying.

Fu Li has no experience, but no one has any experience in the entire Dongshu. Although Wen Mianmian has never worked in the media industry before, she is a planner, which is also the same. The best thing is that there is no competition here at all. This is a new thing. As long as Fu Li can calm down and do it, she will definitely succeed.

At noon, Mrs. Wen sent someone to invite a few people to have dinner. Wen Mianmian threw away the charcoal in her hand, turned her head with a flowery face and asked, "Do you understand?"

Fu Li is also not much better. His fingers are covered with carbon ash, but his face is already full of ambition. "Ask, although I have never learned anything in the past few years, I still know what the people on the streets and alleys like to listen to and what they pay attention to. There is no problem with the serialization of the stories you tell. I have too many stories."

"Besides, if I can't do it, can those boring scholars be fine?"

Wen Mianmian hurriedly stopped him, and said that the newspaper wanted to convey something, correcting him: "Don't always catch the scholars in your stories, as scholars have many good ones."

"This newspaper is very important and must not be used to vent personal anger and go astray. If you want to spread beauty, be fair, and don't bring your own prejudice."

"You have to adapt to the times. For example, if you want to take the exam, do you want to wish the candidates a happy birthday? The story also makes the students feel happy and the students are on the list of gold. Then you say something about raising a nurturing grace and a wife who is not to bear it. You have to give people hope and follow the right path."

She saw it clearly. This person was purely jealous, and he was jealous of the fact that he was good at studying.

He persuaded with great thought: "Think about it, if the newspaper becomes popular, and reading newspapers becomes a habit for people after dinner, how many people will the things you write affect."

"The burden on your shoulders is very heavy."

Fu Li was stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually became solemn. Then he bowed to Wen Mianmian, "It's Brother Yu who is narrow-minded and paranoid. Thank you for your cousin."

I felt a little ashamed, and I didn't know when I started to be hostile to other people's outstanding students. And... when I thought that the people in Kyoto would read newspapers every day and saw what he wrote, I suddenly felt how amazing what I had to do next.

The burden on the shoulders is indeed very heavy.

After lunch, Fu Li sat down in Wen Mianmian's study again, like a student about to leave the science exam, making the final intense preparations.

In the room, the two sisters were tilted on the beauty couch. Fu Rou looked at Wen Mianmian with her eyebrows stretched out, and there was a smile on the corners of her eyes, "Mianmian, you have changed a lot from three years ago."

The little hedgehog that was thorny three years ago has now become a cute little cute person who is loved by everyone. Her round face is always smiling, and wherever she is there, it will be more lively. Mrs. Wen looks a little kinder than three years ago, and her second aunt has a little less careful face.

Wen Mianmian held the soft pillow and felt heavy in her eyelids. Xu smiled with his eyes closed, "My cousin said it was three years ago, three years ago, so he is not allowed to be more sensible."

Fu Rou stared at Wen Mianmian suspiciously and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, "I heard that King Annan was unparalleled. I thought Mianmian changed her temperament because she wanted to please her."

Wen Mianmian was uncomfortable with her suspicious eyes, and half leaned on the soft pillow, and said with a smile, "That parent is indeed a fact. I just thought, "You said that my life is so smooth and happy, why do you have to be stubborn? This is a different mood and feel that the sun is much brighter."

"But..." She blinked at Fu Rou with a cunning look in her eyes, and smiled and leaned over, "I heard from my mother that my aunt is going to look at my cousin. I don't know if she has any fondness for any young master. Let me tell you and let me know in advance which cousin's future family belongs to."

Fu Rou's face turned red, and she said nervously and told the truth, "We just returned to Beijing, so where is it so fast."

After saying that, his pretty face turned redder. He grabbed Wen Mianmian's pillow and twisted his body to lie down, "I'm sleepy and have a nap."

After all this, Wen Mianmian's sleepy insect disappeared. She squeezed behind Fu Rou and said happily: "I think my aunt will definitely ask her mother to help me see you. It's really not possible. There are many young and promising generals in my father's camp. They are all majestic, fierce, and jump three feet high. Some of them have a pretty good family background."

"Oh, I think I'm going to go to the camp."

Wen Mianmian swallowed, why didn't she expect to go to his brother's camp to take a look. The masculine camp must have a unique view.

“Hahaha~~~”

Fu Rou turned her head and looked at her little cousin biting her finger and smirking, with a tiny light flashing in her eyes, "Bad girl, what are you thinking?"

"Who will my future cousin be my brother-in-law?"

Fu Rou's ears were about to be red and bleeding, and she was both ashamed and embarrassed. The one who swung her little fist was about to hit Wen Mianmian, "Shaunted bad girl, I won't deal with you."

Wen Mianmian hurriedly avoided with a smile, and soon begged for mercy again. The laughter in the room reached the small study not far away. Fu Li shrank his neck. He really shouldn't have come to the girl's yard. Except for sitting here, he was embarrassed to take a step.

The two sisters in the room were laughing and making fun of each other. Lingguo opened the bead curtain and walked in, and said with a smile: "Girl, the eldest son is back."

Because Fu Rou is there, Wen Lingxiao stood in the yard in order to avoid suspicion. When he heard the laughter in the room, he was even more difficult to move forward. He came out of the study and saw someone. He hurried forward, "Cousin."

That's great. When my cousin comes, he won't have to be so embarrassed.

Wen Mianmian stood at the door and shouted, "Brother, I've explained it thoroughly, and I'll take it to the next door while it's still hot."

The two of their sisters were disheveled and messy, so they didn't go out.

Wen Lingxiao nodded, looked at Fu Li and said, "Let's go."

Fu Li went back to the study and followed with a few pieces of rice paper.

In the room, Fu Rou asked with some concern: "Is her second brother really OK?"

"I think it's OK."

Wen Mianmian opened her mouth and yawned, turned around and tilted directly on the bed. Her eyes were now not effective. No, as she adapted more and more here, her special abilities became less and less effective. She tried hard to see it when she went to the Fu family last time, but she didn't see anything.

Today, I suddenly realized that his second cousin looked lucky, so this newspaper should be successful.

"Sleep for a while, and you can't say good news when you wake up."

Very sleepy ~
Chapter completed!