"I think there may be that kind of thing in reality."
Ai Wei Er stretched out his right foot to gently pat the rolling sea water.
When AI Wei''er brought Li nan''nan''s interest back, the sea water was still on the beach tens of meters away.
In the blink of an eye, the sea has been able to lick her feet.
This shows that the water under the sea in the distance has begun to boil.
Otherwise, it will never be so fast after the rush, and quickly back to the position of tens of meters away.
There are only crabs and shells on the beach, and a few little sea turtles, sliding their limbs and crawling fast to the top of the island.
After watching a few little sea turtles and quickly climbing into the grass over there, Li Nanfang smiles and shakes his head. He is about to tell AI Weier that all the online novels of Bing Wangliu in China, like the heroes in Hollywood blockbusters, are all crooked out by writers, but his heart suddenly jumps out.
He thought of Qin Yuguan.
When Jing Hongming, Hu Mie, Tang and others were young, how they killed the four sides, Li Nanfang was not very clear.
However, he is quite familiar with Qin Yuguan.
He knew the absurd things that Lao Qin had done when he was young, which also benefited from ye Xiaodao.
At that time, Li Nanfang didn''t know that ye Xiaodao was Laoqin''s apprentice, and he didn''t even doubt how he could take Lao Qin''s past as a family treasure.
Li Nanfang only liked to hear the legend of these birdmen and regretted that he failed to become a member of the Chinese army.
So even if ye Xiaodao has too obvious boasting marks when he praises the heroic deeds of Lao Qin when he was young, Li Nanfang still likes to listen.
When a person like Qin Yuguan, he has fought hundreds of battles in his life, and has never been defeated!
This is the second place. The most enviable thing about Lao Qin is that he married seven or eight wives at a time.
To marry seven or eight beautiful women is not every man''s favorite?
Lao Qin''s personal experience is better than those in the network novels.
When Li Nanfang began to envy Lao Qin, AI Weier whispered in his ear: "if you are a Chinese soldier, I think you should become the king of war in your online novels. Beautiful president, the best imperial sister -- you have everything now. "
"You seem to be right."
Li Nanfang looked at Ai Wei''er, nodded and asked blankly, "what do you want to say?"
"Feign death."
"What feign death?"
"It''s when the king of war is successful in his career, the beautiful president, and the best imperial sister. When he is proud of his life and has unlimited scenery, all people think that he is dead because of this and that reason."
AI Wei''er said softly: "after reading this kind of book, you can sum up the routine. The basic process of the routine is that after the king of war pretends to be dead, his favorite beauty president will betray their love and try to contact other men in order to take the overall situation into consideration and be forced by the reality. "
When the president of a beautiful woman who has already hurt her lover, braves her grief and starts a new section of unforgettable love with someone who has long coveted her beauty, the king of war has returned.
Then, there are all kinds of bloody scenes.
The conflict between Mr. Bingwang and the beautiful president broke out, stepping on the faces of some young and old people. As soon as he went out, he could guess the end only by looking at the beginning.
Routine.
Almost all the plots of Wang Liu are routine.
When Bing Wang just returned to the city, he had to look like a migrant worker, which made the beautiful president dislike him very much. However, for such reasons, he could not drive him away. He had to trample on him in a different way to embarrass him.
What about the performance of the king of war?
It is nothing but disdain. No matter how unfair the treatment is, he will secretly attack the beautiful president when he is in trouble, and with his strong strength, he will solve one trouble after another for her.
In the end, Mr. Bing Wang finally won the beauty.
Li Nanfang was also fascinated when he first read this kind of novel.
But after seeing too much, it will produce "aesthetic fatigue".
Now Li Nanfang basically doesn''t read this kind of novel, and begins to read rural literature.
It''s good to see the rural culture. The name of the protagonist will not be as tall as the male leader in the flow of war king. It seems that there will be no good name if it is not linked with "Qin and Lin", which look extraordinary and refined.
What Qin Zhao, Lin Yi and so on.
The names of the male owners in the village of people''s hometown are basically ordinary goods, such as Wang Sanshan and Li Gangkai.
Give me ten women, I can create a village!
This is what Li Nanfang summed up after reading three rural articles.
Moreover, the scale of description of men and women in rural literature is also very large.
It''s big enough to make all teenagers "love it".
"What do you think? Laugh like this. "
When Li Nanfang thought of a village article, there was a cucumber broken in it. He couldn''t help laughing, and his ribs hurt.It was Avril who stretched out his hand and twisted it under his ribs and pulled him back to reality.
At this time, even if there is no wave, they can also drown their legs.
"I wonder why you mentioned the novels of Bing Wang Liu to me all of a sudden."
Li Nanfang, such a pure man, certainly won''t tell AI Wei''er that he thought of some dirty bridge just now.
"You can go back alive. Although, you are not the king of war. "
Ai Wei Er took his chin in his hands, looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Li Nanfang, you must go back alive. As the novel says. Otherwise, you will be in bad luck. "
"Why am I in bad luck?"
Li Nanfang was puzzled: "seeing that we are going to be buried in the sea, is this not bad enough?"
Avril shook his head.
Li Nanfang wondered, "is it not bad luck to die? Well, what''s bad luck. "
"The real misfortune is that when you die, the woman you care about most is not around you."
AI Wei''er narrowed her eyes slightly, as if in a dream: "your beautiful president Yue Zitong, your best imperial sister Helan Xiaoxin, your sister Sui in the golden triangle, your sister Min who does not know where you are, your sister shangshimajima, your wife, you are in a hospital in Beijing, only willing to wear high-heeled shoes for you - maybe, there are other women, will go to the new one after your death Make friends with other men. Put on a green hat for you
Every time AI Wei''er talks about a woman, Li nan''nan''s eyebrows flutter,
then he knows that the white peony is not as simple as he thought.
It should be that after she returned from Mexico, she began to investigate Li NanFang''s background secretly.
Otherwise, I would not know so many women.
Even the Sakura on the island in the East Asia knows.
"Well, how come none of the girls I''ve been in contact with can save fuel?"
When Li Nanfang sighed in his heart, he then laughed in silence: "grass, if they are fuel-efficient lamps, they will not have the current achievements."
AI Wei''er doesn''t know what Li Nanfang is thinking. She just wants to do her best to persuade him to escape alone before the catastrophe.
Don''t worry about them.
She has witnessed Li NanFang''s wateriness with her own eyes.
As long as he can find the most suitable rescuer, such as a piece of wood, and tie himself to it with a rope before the big wave hits, he has a high probability of survival even if he is hit by a big wave underwater.
Escape from this place where no ship dares to approach, then he will soon meet the ship and be rescued.
But if he had to worry about two women, and even found out that the general situation was not good, Yang Xiao, who came down from a high place, then his hope of escape would be an egg.
God, it''s never always in favor of someone.
Last time Li Nanfang and others were able to come to this island alive, it was already a miracle among the miracles.
Miracle, the reason why it is called a miracle, is that it occurs very rarely.
Therefore, AI Wei''er, who was originally telling Li Nanan about her painful past, only changed the topic when she found that there was a volcanic eruption in the distance and mentioned the novel of Bing Wangliu.
According to AI Weier''s intelligence quotient, of course, she is also very clear that the current popular novels of Wang Liu of urban soldiers in China are all those writers who have no moral bottom line. It is impossible for such a thing to happen in reality - she still didn''t expect that in the reality she contacted, there was indeed such a birdman.
She only wanted to persuade Li Nanfang to escape alone through novels.
Otherwise, his hat will be green after he dies.
Green hat, for every man, is more difficult than death to accept.
Seeing Li NanFang''s face changing, AI Wei''er thought that he had been moved. He was glad to strike while the iron was hot. He put his left hand around his neck and lay down on his ear and said, "I call the bridge of feigning the death of a man in the flow of your country''s King of war as Phoenix Nirvana. Only after rebirth can we have new breakthroughs, new discoveries and new growth. Li Nanfang, can you do it? "
"Yes."
Li Nanfang looks complicated. He looks at Ai Wei''er and answers softly.
Ai Wei Er asked again, "can you accept the fact that your hat will turn green after you die with us?"
"Of course not."
Li Nanfang shook his head hard and didn''t think: "death, can''t be."
"Then you go. Get ready now. "
Ivel pushed him away and rose from the knee high water.
"I''ll take you with me."
Looking at the bright south, Li Nan helped ham to stand up and said firmly, "otherwise, I would rather be crushed by a green hat than go away."
Ai Wei Er wants to curse her mother.
In despair, she found that today is the end of everyone''s life. After that, she took great pains to say so many things, such as examples, metaphors and exciting generals. As a result, this guy is one track minded.If he could take everyone with him, why would ivel have to talk so much?
Li Nanfang, are you stupid!
When AI Wei''er, who usually never says half a dirty word, turns around, she swallows it back: "OK. Now you go and carry the wood, and ham and I will get the rope
Whether it''s wood or rope, it''s ready-made.
These days, Li Nanfang and others always fantasize that they can build a big ship and sail across the sea - but later they still give up this unrealistic fantasy.
Stay on the island, and maybe wait for passing ships.
If you really want to climb on the raft, it will not be long before it will be smashed by the big waves coming at any time.
At that time, we will not even have a place to live. We can only soak in the boundless sea, float and float, and finally float into corpses.
So the prepared wood and the twisted rope can only be put aside.
I''m afraid that the rope, which was not easily twisted, will be damaged by the wind and the sun. Of course, it has to be put in the thatched house and used as a bed.
According to Li NanFang''s idea, it should be done at that time.
Whether you succeed or not, it''s better than sitting and waiting to die.
"Shall we go together?"
When Li Nan Nan went to carry wood in the grass over there, he passed by Yang Xiao with his hands on his back. He stopped and asked.
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