Director Nie: "Master Xiaolan, I wrote a book in seclusion for a year, and I wanted to find your review."
Director Nie: "Master Xiaolan, the sales of the last book were very good, so I will write another one."
Director Nie: "Master Xiaolan, was today's update interesting?"
Director Nie: "Master Xiaolan, I want to write today's article like this..."
Director Nie: "Master Xiaolan, "Qinghe Boy" sold another 200 copies today, let's celebrate!"
Lan Jingyi: "... Sect Master Nie should go back and teach his disciples how to draw fans and write poems. See how long it has been since your birds walked around. You can't stay in Gusu forever. You have almost run out of pen and ink. I also want to listen to music and dance..."
Director Nie (somewhat shy): "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't my bird just feed it last night?"
Lan Jingyi: "…………"
"What? You said that Xue Yang is not dead and you dug Chifeng Zun's grave?"
"Then he and Yao Meier's coffins are matched, right?"
"Stop talking, I can't bear this..."
"Then what he can do with one arm is considered powerful enough... Wait, is it really him?"
Intention: people's hearts are good