Author: A Chili Pepper

"I heard that the Luo family, who is very wise and is the first to write an application and prepare to enter the Twilight Mansion!"

"That old man is so enlightened!"

"Isn't this? If they take the initiative to confine themselves, we juniors don't need to be worried!"

"You can say a few less words, Gao Gao is still in the chat group!"

...

The second-generation ancestors had nearly a thousand members in the back garden, and there were a variety of channels to obtain information.

The information about Luo Tianming's application to enter the Twilight Mansion soon spread in the chat group.

At this time, the Twilight Mansion was just a project, and the construction of the mansion had not started yet. I never thought that this old man would move in firmly.

When he was scolded by a small group of people, Luo Tianming was also labeled as "understanding the righteousness" by the younger generation, and some of the other party's requests were undoubtedly met to the greatest extent.

"If you are a little interested, you won't treat prison as your home, right?"

Twilight Mansion is undoubtedly a nursing home for senior high-level elderly people. This kind of place is not a place where you can go in if you want to go in or out if you want to go out.

But Luo Tianming was encouraged to apply for check-in, which surprised Zhang Xuezhou.

Except for the "Great Righteousness" who are waiting for death with peace of mind, few people can understand this suddenly.

Even though I have been racking my brains to come out all my life, I never thought of such active occupants.

Zhang Xuezhou refused, but he didn't expect Luo Tianming to do such a thing.

The other party is not going to retire for the elderly and decline, but is likely to want to contact each other or even learn the spiritual reinforcement of each life.

"Why are you here to study at this age? Why did you go long ago?"

Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts changed several times.

He was free from his flexible thinking, but he didn't understand Luo Tianming's brain circuit.

"If you are empty and lonely, Professor Luo Hui didn't even look at him and followed him in!"

Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to figure out the problem, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

While Zhang Manqian was pretending to be injured and recovered, Zhang Manqian also moved from Shengteng Academy to Xuanshi Building. At this time, he was doing his best to provide tutoring.

"If we want to seek long-term development in Xijing City, do we have to buy a place to live?"

Zhang Manqian is still ten months away from graduating, and Zhang Xuezhou has less than two years left to graduate. Although the environment in Xuanshilou is good, he cannot live there forever.

Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou's mentors were all detained, and the status of the advanced student was in name only.

Song Fengying rushed over from No. 18 Xuefu Road. While Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian were constantly communicating with each other, she and Zhang Weimeng were also constantly discussing the subsequent development issues of the Zhang family.

A stable rear is imperative, they need a reliable environment and considerable capital.

The huge changes in Feiyu Live occurred in Xijing City, and many of Feiyu Live’s current anchors are supported by Wang Li’s group of friends and friendship. This city has obviously become a more developed area than Shudong City.

Song Fengying couldn't see the future, but she could realize that the career development she was longing for is inseparable from Xijing City, and even more so from Zhang Xuezhou's constantly intertwined connections.

As for Zhang Weimeng, it would be fine if Zhang Weimeng didn’t make any money or not, there was no difference where Zhang Weimeng collected the field.

Even now, they still have Ren Anran using fighting techniques to comfort themselves, which can effectively eliminate their symptoms after returning from the world of memory.

"Why should we buy a house next to Professor Ren's house?" Song Fengying thought, "Our family of four has some problems. If it gets sick, at least we can find An Ran for treatment."

"Your idea is very good. Are we enough money?" Zhang Weimeng replied.

"Not enough" Song Fengying shook her head and then added: "But buying a house is enough."

"Then what are you waiting for? Just buy it. Anyway, I won't settle down in the imperial city," said Zhang Weimeng.

The couple looked at each other and could see the emotions contained in each other's eyes.

Xijing City is a place where power and power are concentrated, and it is also an extremely dangerous place. It seems that they are doing well now, but if they are not careful, they may lose their entire family or even lose their families.

But this is also a place of hope.

In the city of Xijing, the couple saw a lot, and it was clear that Zhang Xuezhou and others had already started a leap and began to integrate into this strange city.

As parents, when realizing their own ideals, the two undoubtedly need to provide sufficient capital for Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian.

Even if this kind of capital is tens of millions, they will run wildly in this direction.

"Can your book work? If you don't work, come to me..."

"Why can't it work? Let me tell you, don't look at me being bored in the room every day. I have become the leader of the Five Mountains who are shouting at by many people, and finally have a bloody path in the novel world!"

Zhang Weimeng has been writing honestly for more than ten years, but he did not expect that he would be black and red one day.

He acted as the leader of the little black man Dongfang Shuo sang "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and then wrote "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" under Dongfang Shuo's pen name.

But this kind of squirting was not over. His account of "Wenbian Jin Yong" began to squirt "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer".

After doing this round and forth, Zhang Weimeng found that not only Dongfang Shuo's "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" was famous, but also Jin Yong's books were famous.

His books are not the best subscribed by Novels.com, but they are indeed the most powerful thing in finding faults on the novels. They spray back and forth every day, making Zhang Weimeng lack time.

Wandering in this endless war of verbal war, countless book friends also heard the news and watched the fun.

"In other words, the audience base on your side has begun to grow?" Song Fengying said.

"The data has increased forty-three times, and it is still rising sharply now, and subscriptions have also skyrocketed," said Zhang Weimeng.

No matter what type of novel you like, you must fully understand the fragrant content of the two major trolls Dongfang Shuo and Wen Zhuan Jin Yong, and you must be familiar with the novel.

Some people also get off the show to join in the fun every day when watching the fun.

As a result, some people found that after changing their taste, they felt that copying Jin Yong's books was not that bad. On the contrary, they were full of flesh and blood and worth reading.

Some people chose to watch "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", and they couldn't help but feel that what Dongfang Shuo said was fine. This is someone who can spit and write good books.

This also led to people outside the venue joining the debate and discussion from time to time.

"Your name is traffic fire!"

As long as the topic is raised, real readers will inevitably be generated when traffic is generated, and real benefits will be generated directly.

From a monthly income of 10,000 to a monthly income of 230,000, this is just the economic effect induced by the two trolls.

And this effect is still increasing.

Zhang Weimeng obviously began to make a comeback, although this was popular in a way that he couldn't understand.

Although I don’t know how long the “traffic fire” like Zhang Weimeng can last, in the absence of windfall in Feiyu Live, Zhang Weimeng’s income obviously fills the gap in the family’s economy.

"No wonder you asked me if I had enough money?" Song Fengying muttered.

"I don't have enough money, I have it." Zhang Weimeng nodded and said, "It's no problem for me to buy a house in Xijing City."

"Then you have to save some money. Xuezhou and Manqian have too high expenditures!"

"Don't be afraid, look at me... this... and this... this data I... leader, is your Sunflower Book an evil skill? I actually practiced an illusion today!"

Zhang Weimeng kept guiding Song Fengying on various data, and constantly refreshed the guided verbal war.

Until he brushed out a query message.

This made Zhang Weimeng open his mouth, look at Song Fengying, and then look at Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian who were discussing outside.

Obviously, under the conditions of a huge reader base, some readers have taken the Sunflower Treasure Book really to practice.

Ninety-nine percent of people cannot succeed in practicing this way, but those who are lucky and have excellent qualifications for practicing are in the ranks of 10% of the ranks.
Chapter completed!