Daming: Spoilers about the future, Zhu Yuanzhang collapsed

Chapter 19 Zhu Biao's Shock

"No... nothing."

While Princess Ningguo denied it, she hid the unfinished Shooting the Condor even more tightly.

"Brother, why are you here? Did your father ask you to come?"

Zhu Yourong tried to divert Zhu Biao's attention.

But it didn't work at all.

Through Zhu Yourong's flustered expression and movements, Zhu Biao thoroughly confirmed the guess in his heart.

My sister, after going through this series of blows, began to think about it and was writing a suicide note!

I'm afraid, when the thief surnamed Han starts to treat mother's illness, mother's illness improves, and after being cured, it will be the time when my sister dies!

It is even more likely that the thief was proven to be incapable of curing tuberculosis.

I'm afraid that when my mother passes away, my sister will also pass away...

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao's heart hurts so much that he can hardly breathe.

Seeing Zhu Yourong, he didn't want to let him read the suicide note, so Zhu Biao didn't force him anymore.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, looked at Zhu Yourong and said, "Yourong, you...don't get too overwhelmed and do stupid things.

With father and elder brother around, everything is fine and can be resolved..."

As soon as Zhu Biao opened his mouth, Zhu Yourong was a little confused.

Seeing that his elder brother had tears in his eyes, his voice was trembling, and his emotions were very agitated, Zhu Yourong became even more confused.

This... what happened to my brother?
"Brother, you... I'm not overthinking it, are you? I'm fine now."

Zhu Yourong said.

She's telling the truth, she's really fine now.

Not only can I pass through a wheelchair, but to a certain extent, I can move on my own.

Mr. Han even wrote it for himself, such a beautiful script.

More importantly, through Xiao He's mouth, he learned that Mr. Han already has a clue about his mother's illness.

Everything is getting better.

Her current mood is the best since her legs got sick.

How can you not think about it?

My brother, where did you see that you couldn't think about it?
How could Zhu Biao believe Zhu Yourong's words?
He decided that his sister was trying to force her face to smile, and she was pretending to be strong in order not to worry himself and others.

He knows his sister too well!

Thinking of this, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back.

drip down.

"You Rong, don't hold on any longer, I know everything.

Promise big brother, no matter what, never do stupid things! "

Princess Ningguo became even more confused. She nodded vigorously, expressing that she would never do anything stupid.

Now that life has improved and is getting better, how could she do stupid things?

"Then... then can you throw away the last words?

What do you write that thing in a good way?
That's unlucky, give it to me, I'll burn it! "

Worried that Princess Ningguo would not give it to him, Zhu Biao hastily added: "Don't worry, I will never read the content above."

Last words?

When did you write your last words?
Why don't you know?
Zhu Yourong subconsciously looked towards his hands, and when he saw the manuscript of shooting sculptures hidden by him, he immediately understood.

It was moved, and it was dumbfounding.

"Brother, this is not a last word, it's a script!"

Zhu Biao obviously didn't believe what Zhu Yourong said.

script?

My younger sister really likes to read story books, but she really doesn't have the ability to write story books.

Besides, so many bad things have happened in the past two days, even if she really knows how to write scripts, she will definitely not write them now.

This is what my sister came up with to prevent me from worrying.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, it is the script."

Zhu Biao nodded again and again, expressing his agreement with Zhu Yourong's words, that is, he shed more tears.

"Brother, what a storybook!"

Seeing that the more he explained, the more unclear the explanation became, Zhu Yourong suddenly became a little anxious.

She hesitated for a moment, and she didn't hide it at all, and handed Zhu Biao the unfinished Shooting Eagle.

Are you really writing a storybook?

Zhu Biao was stunned.

Then take it over and start watching.

Looking down, he was immediately stunned, and then a deep embarrassment rose to his heart.

Is it really a script?

? ?
This……

The co-author was a misunderstanding!

I was so worried just now!

It's just...my sister, when did she learn to write a script?
Zhu Biao raised his head, looked at Zhu Yourong, and saw that his younger sister was also looking at him.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Zhu Biao quickly lowered his head, wiped away his hazy teary eyes, and continued to look at the script in his hand, which was obviously just written.

Zhu Biao is not very interested in the script in his hand.

There is a huge gap between reading a storybook and writing a storybook.

When I read the storybook, I thought it was easy, simple, and clichéd, but when I started to write it, I found that it was difficult to put pen to paper.

And my sister didn't write many scripts before.

At this time, if you are new to writing scripts, if you can write well, that would be a strange thing.

Just to ease the embarrassment, he forced to look at it.

As a result, after reading it like this for a while, Zhu Biao quickly discarded his distracting thoughts and finished reading all that Zhu Yourong had written.

After reading it, the whole person was shocked.

This... is too pretty, right? !

Is this really written by my sister?
If Zhu Biao has read, this novel is not too much.

And what I just read is just the beginning.

But it's just an opening chapter, so you can be sure that if this story can be written, the quality must be extremely high!
It is the one with the highest quality among all the scriptures he has read!

Shocked, he managed to forget the embarrassment just now.

Looking at Zhu Yourong, he looked shocked and said, "Yourong, you wrote this? It's wonderful!
I didn't expect you to have such talent!

What about next?What's the story below? "

This time it was Zhu Yourong's turn to be embarrassed.

"Brother, I didn't write this... I copied it..."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "You didn't write it?
As soon as I came in, I saw the writing here, and I didn't see the template you copied at all. "

As he said that, he said with a clear expression: "You Rong, don't be embarrassed, just do whatever you like.

When I praised you just now, I was not flattering, but you are really talented in writing scripts.

The opening chapter just now is enough to rank first in all the novels I have seen! "

Zhu Yourong was even more embarrassed and embarrassed: "Brother, I really didn't write it.

I'm really just transcribing.

How could I write a script of this level. "

Zhu Biao asked suspiciously: "You really didn't write it?
Who wrote that?
I have also read some scripts, but I have never seen a script of this style.

Moreover, this opening chapter is so wonderful, it must be written by a celebrity, I shouldn't be ignorant..."

Zhu Yourong said: "It wasn't written by some famous person, it was written by him... Mr. Han.

It's only been a little over an hour since it came out, so it's normal for the eldest brother not to know. "

When talking about Han Cheng, Zhu Yourong's expression became unnatural for a moment.

Some are embarrassed.

Zhu Biao thought about it carefully, but he didn't figure out that there is someone surnamed Han who is good at writing scripts.

After a while, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Isn't that shameless thief surnamed Han?

Could it be that the Young Master Han that my sister was talking about turned out to be him? ? ! ! !

(End of this chapter)