"Oh, I didn't bring that ancient book with me, but I can tell you roughly that the author is an expert. He tells stories to hide the Taoism in it. I thought it was a story at first, but I didn't expect it when I saw it. I realized it just by looking at it. I can describe my mood at that time in one sentence: Hey, Master Dao, I have realized it..."

"Oh, Xiao Chu, please don't lie. Are you trying to scare me to death? Tell me, what story he tells can make you suddenly realize that you are destined to awaken your natal dragon. It must be an unparalleled magical method... .”

Bei Ye, Xi Ye, and Zhao Rui were all dumbfounded, but Pu Yulan's beautiful eyes shone, she grabbed Chu Hao's paw, pursed her lips, and swung it around.

If it weren't for the presence of the three of them, Chu Hao would have thought that the bridesmaids were deliberately trying to seduce him.

Hey, with his damn charm, he stirred up the emotions of a storyteller, quickly restored an awesome original work that he had seen in his previous life, and spoke it vividly without missing a word:

"This is a world of fighting spirit. There is no fancy magic, but only fighting spirit that has multiplied to its peak!"

"Strength of Fighting, Level 3! Looking at the five bright and even dazzling characters on the test magic stone tablet, the young man's face was expressionless, with a touch of self-mockery on the corners of his lips. The clenched palms were slightly sharp due to the strong force. The nails dug deeply into the palms of the hands, causing waves of heartbreaking pain...

As soon as the middle-aged man blurted out his words, as expected, there was a sarcastic commotion in the crowded square.

"Third dan? Hehe, as expected, this "genius" has been standing still this year!"

"Hey, this loser has really disgraced the whole family."

"If the patriarch hadn't been his father, this kind of waste would have been driven out of the family long ago and left to fend for itself. How would he have the chance to stay in the family and eat and drink for free."

The disdainful ridicules and sighs of regret that came from all around fell on the ears of the young man who stayed in place like a wooden stake, as if sharp thorns were stabbing into his heart, making the young man's breathing quicken slightly.

The young man slowly raised his head, revealing a rather delicate and tender face. His dark eyes blankly glanced at the mocking peers around him. The self-deprecation on the corner of the young man's mouth seemed to become more bitter... "

Chu Hao was absorbed in reciting this masterpiece that was a hit in later generations. For some reason, it was probably because the reborn Golden Finger had awakened, and his past memories became extremely clear.

The more he read, the smoother it became, and his voice was full of emotion, perfectly reproducing the complicated and resentful emotions of the protagonist "Don't bully young people who are poor".

When Chu Hao first spoke, Mr. Bei and Mr. Xi had disgusted expressions on their faces, with "Boy, you are reading a novel in a novel, nesting dolls" engraved on their faces.

Zhao Rui even looked like a black man with a question mark on his face. He said he couldn't understand Chu Hao's cool operation, he just thought it was very low-key and not in line with the high-end character that Chu Hao had shown before.

However, as the content of the novel gradually progressed, several people from the 1980s who had not had much exposure to online YY novels involuntarily became the protagonists.

He was replaced by the incompetent and angry young man who roared at his arrogant fiancée like a bereaved dog, "Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty."

As soon as the three-year appointment came out, all four people present except Chu Storyteller changed their expressions!

While Chu Hao speeded up his speech appropriately, he silently observed the expressions of several people. He saw Master Bei holding a cigarette bag in his mouth and frowning, as if he was deep in thought. From time to time, he smacked "Hey, it's a little bit interesting."

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Mr. Xi stood silently behind Mr. Bei, his slightly raised orchid fingers fully demonstrating his inner unrest.

Zhao Rui and Pu Yulan, on the other hand, turned into avid readers, almost slapping Chu Hao in the face and getting so close.

Chu Hao pushed Zhao Rui away in disgust, but he didn't mind Pu Yulan's big Kazilan eyes with fluttering long eyelashes. She rested her hands on her hands and stared at his "bababa" storyteller lips with great eagerness and enthusiasm.

It seemed that what came out of Chu Hao's mouth at this time was not a sound, but a string of beautiful notes with its own melody, which deeply attracted everyone present.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Chu Hao couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart. It was indeed a masterpiece that suppressed an era in later generations.

I still remember that there was a time in the previous life when the little cotton-padded jacket stared at the phone every day without thinking about food or tea. Chu Hao wondered what the girl was looking at.

As an old father who was both a father and a mother, and had to endure all kinds of hardships, he pooped and peeed all over his cotton-padded jacket, so Chu Hao felt the need to check the little cotton-padded jacket’s phone.

In order to prevent some Mary Sue novels such as the overbearing president from prematurely brainwashing his cute and intelligent little cotton-padded jacket into a stupid boy.

So, someone Chu took advantage of the little cotton-padded jacket to go to the toilet and didn't pay attention. He quietly unlocked the phone and checked her browser history.

Looking at it like this, Chu Hao himself fell into it. Good guy, what kind of fairy novel is this? It's like punching the immortal and kicking the tomb of the god. It's so good!

So Chu Hao was so engrossed in watching it that he actually forgot that the little cotton-padded jacket appeared behind him grinding its little tiger teeth.

Fortunately, the little cotton-padded jacket was very satisfied that her old father had the same reading aesthetic as hers. She gave her father a few verbal criticisms, and happily took Chu Hao to watch Battle of the Sky together.

At that time, it was still the era of mobile 2G networks, and piracy of online novels was rare. The two people, one large and one small, were fascinated by it, and the more they read, the more fascinated they became.

Chu Hao paid hundreds of yuan to charge up his phone bill despite the pain, and finally read the entire novel.

After reading it, the two complained angrily about the bullshit ending of Todou, while still immersed in the new world view brought by this novel.

After all, Chu Hao is a mature reader who is familiar with Jin Pingmei. He is not too addicted. After reading it, he felt that it was just that. It was not as exciting as some scenes in Notre Dame de Paris.

The little cotton-padded jacket played the role of a loyal fan and shared this masterpiece with his friends everywhere.

He even went to ganma Kong Qiujing and pulled Kong Qiujing to read the book with a smile, and also set a daily reading progress, which she had to check.

Kong Qiujing doted on this little baby the most. In desperation, she had always only read serious literature such as Lu Xun, Shen Congwen and Mr. Lao She. In order to have more common topics with the little cotton jacket, she forced herself to read this book seriously for the first time.

Looking at it this way, even an intellectual young woman like Kong Qiujing who once cried over Xiangzi's tragic fate could not help but be deeply attracted by the novel and exciting plot.

The little cotton-padded jacket smiled and clapped her hands, very satisfied that the people around her had the same aesthetics as her. For several weeks in a row, she would drag Chu Hao to Kong Qiujing's house every night, and the three of them would hold a seminar on this book together.

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To be honest, Chu Hao would be lying if he said he wasn't embarrassed when he sat around the small table in the living room with Kong Qiujing, who was wearing a loose nightgown.

However, the little cotton-padded jacket was very stubborn. No matter who told her to ask Bai to read the book, Bai would always turn it down with a smile and say, "Baby, be good, Mommy has a meeting later."

The little cotton-padded jacket was very angry, and the consequences were serious. In the end, Kong Qiujing, the ganma, took all the responsibility.

Thinking back to those weeks when he and Kong Qiujing were leaning side by side every night, falling asleep with their eyelids propped up, while the little cotton-padded jacket read the touching farewell episode between Yun Yun and Xiao Yan with tears in his eyes.

Thinking about it now, Chu Hao couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that Xiao Mianyao did it deliberately to bring him and Kong Qiujing together?

It was terrifying to think about it. The more he recalled many details, the more terrifying they became. He clearly remembered that the little cotton-padded jacket always liked to call Kong Qiujing ma in front of him...
Chapter completed!