"Since you are here, I will tell you about me and the situation at home so that I can get to know each other." Wang Er said.

"Okay." Wang Jimin replied.

"My hometown is from Yuancheng, and my parents don't know much about reading. There is also an elder sister above me who got sick when she was two years old. At that time, her family was poor and in the countryside. She died before she could see it in time. Later, she gave birth to me. When I was a child, I was also weak and sick. Now I am a little lame when I walk, which is the sequelae of illness when I was young. My parents were afraid that something would happen to me, so they hired a fortune teller to tell fortunes. The fortune teller said that he would give me a very rustic name to me before he would be safe. My parents gave me a great name of Wang Er, the nickname Xiaoer, which is rustic enough. Although I was a little superstitious, since then, my health has gradually improved and almost no illness or disaster."

So that's how it is. Let's understand the origin of this Wang Er name.

"When I was four years old, I saw that my family was poor, and my parents forced me to give me my grandparents to take care of me. They came to Xu City to open a noodle restaurant. They opened a noodle restaurant in the city and had more knowledge. I heard that schooling in the city was effective, so I wanted to transfer me to the city to study. But I didn't have a household registration. In the summer of 2002, they bought this house and paid part of it. The rest was a ten-year loan. Unexpectedly, this was an old-fashioned house, and it was still difficult to transfer a household registration."

Chen Duoduo asked: "How much does this house cost at that time?"

"Including some furniture decoration, 260,000 yuan is placed at this time, and the transportation is convenient. There are many schools around, the third floor, good floors, old-fashioned decorations, and some simple furniture and appliances. They can't be taken down without 400,000 or 500,000 yuan. Chen Mei, Sister Chen, if you want to buy it, you really buy it early, otherwise the more you increase, the more you can't afford it."

Wang Jimin asked in surprise: "Chen Duoduo, do you want to buy a house?"

"President, not, didn't he post that Weibo post? I asked."

"House prices have fallen slightly during this period."

"Uncle Wang, it won't last long. It won't take long, and it will rise, and it will rebound and rise more."

"Who can bear to eat this up?"

"I can't stand it, just be a house slave, but except when the real collapse is reached, under the protection of all parties, it will only rise and not fall. The country's economy is developing rapidly. If you want to truly collapse, you don't know when you will get it."

"Okay, you really understand a lot." Li Changhua said.

"The great truth is definitely not as good as you adults. I still understand it, otherwise how can I write a novel?"

"How did you come to Xu City later?"

"It happened that there was a welfare home near my father's noodle restaurant. The old dean had a good relationship with my father. He came forward and transferred my household registration. There was also this computer, which was delivered by his former neighbor Wang Wenming. But an unfortunate incident happened last year," Wang Er opened Qiandu: "His name is Cao Haze."

Not only Cao Haze, but Wang Er found several more people: "These big figures also have a close relationship with Cao Haze."

"Cao Haze has a son who is in our school. I have good grades and was used as a role model by the teacher. He said a few words to him. After school, he led a few classmates to stop me and called me Wang Xiaoer, a poor ghost, and Wang Crooker."

Everyone believes in good grades, but they are geniuses.

The lame man was a bit too much. The few people paid attention just now. They were a little lame. They could not be considered a lame. It was too insulting.

"I know his family is rich and powerful, so I dare not offend him. I endured it. They came over to grab my schoolbag and were about to throw it into the gutter. At that time, I was annoyed and my blood was overwhelmed. I picked up a brick and knocked it on his head."

Just now, a few people also saw some information about Cao Haze. Needless to say, this knock has caused a big trouble.

"I was beaten away by me, but my hand was a little heavy. Cao Guangzu went to the hospital for three stitches, and I almost broke the situation. His mother came to the school to make trouble. The school mediated, but his mother was not happy. Then it was my turn to get off the school. Several young people in society stopped me, beat me hard, and were ready to smash my leg with an iron rod. Two soldiers arrived and scared them away. I was also knocked unconscious and sent to the hospital. The school principal came and you were fired."

"Ah, where is the law of heaven and where is the law of kings?" Chen Guoguo said excitedly.

"Girl, do you really believe that everyone is equal in the textbook?"

"Who is your girl!"

"We have to go to school, too." Li Changhua said.

"I must go to school. I originally planned to go back to my hometown to go to school. Wang Wenming said that Xu Xu's school education is of good quality and he can find a relationship, but he must wait until this matter is over before he can go to school. Of course, it will take some time to go to school if I want to go to school. I stayed at home, typing while studying on my own. Now that the novels have been published and are about to be published, I have confidence in my heart. But at that time, my parents were anxious and I was also confused. Although I had many strange ideas in my mind, I don't know if I have the ability to write them out."

Several people nodded.

To succeed in a novel, the first thing to do is to have strong imagination.

But imagination alone is not enough, and you still need to have a certain writing style and writing skills.

"My family is kind-hearted. For example, my parents often volunteered in the welfare home in order to feel the help of the old dean. I also said on Weibo. I bought two hundred down jackets some time ago and treated a young girl in the hospital for congenital heart disease. So when I was writing, I made a great wish. If I could write well, I would be willing to donate 90% of my income to related charities."

"Is it really donated?" Chen Guoguo asked with wide eyes.

"Can this lie? I am the card number of ICBC. If you don't believe it, you can go to ICBC to check it to see if there are any transfer records."

He couldn't see it on his account, but after checking it in ICBC, he would definitely find it out.

"Wow, it's amazing." This is not a small amount of money. If you donate 90% of the manuscript fee, it will be millions of yuan!

"Sister Chen, you don't understand. Hey, there is inspiration. You can watch it. I will write two fairy tales with contentment and help."

This is how inspiration comes? The four of them are so confused that they can't do it together. No wonder they are so productive.

"Let me think about it."

In fact, Wang Er was not thinking, but communicating with Xian'er: "Xian'er, let me have a Chinese version of "The Story of Goldfish and Fisherman" and a Chinese version of "Seven Colored Deer".

"Host, OK, this type of product is priced at 100,000 yuan."

"It's just two short stories, but it costs 100,000 yuan?"

"If the host wants to be affordable, it is cost-effective to buy skills in the same category, and to buy literary products. For example, "The Seven Colored Deer" comes from "The Works of Varentin Petrovic Kadaev", "The Story of Goldfish and Fisherman" comes from Alexander Pushkin's collection of poems "The Story of Goldfish and Fisherman", or "Green's Fairy Tales".

"Collection of Works by Varentin Petrovic Kadaev"?

I haven't heard of it before, Wang Er automatically blocked it.

Hey, it's not right.

"The Grimm fairy tale was not written by Pushkin."

"Host, unfortunately, I will tell you something. The story of goldfish and fisherman is 90% similar to "The Fisherman and His Wife" in Grimm's fairy tale. The possibility of a crash is slim. To put it nicely, it is reference, and to put it badly, it is plagiarism. Although the latter is more famous and has higher literary value."

Pushkin also plagiarized? No, there must be some misunderstanding.

This is a conclusion drawn by the system, and it is really hard to say, at least "reference" is inevitable. No matter how you are, I am still plagiarizing, but after changing time and space, no one knows it. But the magic horses of the poetry collection are not what I need now.

"I won't change it, I will buy it alone."

With a wave of Xian'er's magic wand, two works came into Wang Er's mind.

"Hey, this is not the "Seven Color Flowers" I went to school."

"What you read is the Seven-Color Flower of the God Horse (note, the original text is divided into four sections, it is much longer, and its literary value and interest are higher. The textbook is a brief version of magical modification)?" Xian'er said contemptuously.

Wang Er opened his eyes.

"First is a fairy tale about greed." Wang Er began to fight a goldfish and a fisherman.

"This hand speed?" Chen Guoguo was a little dazed.

"Don't talk," Wang Jimin whispered.

It has nothing to do with age, it is a real creation and cannot be disturbed.

After a while, after writing this fairy tale or fairy tale poem, Wang Er said again: "The next article talks about help and happiness is called "Seven Colors Flowers".

Wang Jimin, Ji Zhenru and Li Changmin spoke in "lip" words.

"classic."

"Yes, there are two classic fairy tales that are no less than "The Ugly Duckling".

Wang Er coded them out and said, "I will modify them tonight and I will pass them to you tomorrow."

As he said that, he began to draw illustrations in front of everyone, first in black and white, then in color.
Chapter completed!