Jiraiya instantly entered the form of a wretched uncle.
Looking at Ye Feng expectantly.
after all.
A book that can be recognized by peers is a sacred book.
It was the first time Ye Feng saw Jiraiya's work, and he had high expectations.
but.
He found out after turning a few pages.
That's it?
That's it.
Can a book of this caliber empty out Kakashi's small frame?
How much do you need love?
How about finding a girlfriend to sort it out?
"Mr.
Zi, I didn't mean to target you.
Your book...
is really not very good." Ye Feng shook his head with disappointment.
"Ah? Not good? Are you sure? This is a divine book!" Jiraiya looked a little confused.
"It's really not that good.
Whether it's character creation or atmosphere, it reads like chewing wax."
"Although it seems to be written in an explicit way, in my opinion, this way of writing is not very good at arousing the emotions of profaners."
"To put it bluntly, a book of this style should reach a state that would make the blasphemer feel unbearable."
"But you obviously don't have this ability."
Ye Feng truthfully expressed his thoughts.
and provided guidance.
"You..." Jiraiya looked like he was eating a whale, calmed down, and took out the best-selling divine book on the market, Kissing Heaven, "Then take a look at this book! "
Writers who have achieved success.
Writing a new book may not necessarily lead to success.
With this mentality.
Ye Feng admired the intimate paradise again.
But after reading it.
He threw the book back in disgust.
"That's it?"
"Mr.
Zi, it's really not me who is targeting you.
Your book is not as good as the one you just made."
"Looking at it this way, your book became popular only because of the power of this generation of blasphemers."
"Your writing skills are nothing short of awesome."
Just a...hot chicken...
This sentence kept lingering in Jiraiya's mind.
obviously.
He has never gotten such a bad review!
Even those who were jealous of his colleagues would not say such vicious words!
this moment.
Jiraiya seemed to have been struck by five thunderbolts.
I, the white-haired Sage Jiraiya, am one of the famous three ninjas in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and the top creator in the ninja world.
A book about making love in heaven, which made countless enemies sit together and drink and talk happily while holding the book in their hands.
Such an achievement.
You actually said that my writing ability is not good?
Come come.
Pen for you.
Write this to me, you big troll!
then.
Jiraiya took Ye Breeze to a restaurant.
I simply ordered a few drinks and dishes as a cover.
then.
Jiraiya took out the pen and paper.
“Young man, you dare to call my writing skills bad, I’ll give you the pen!
If you can't write something serious today, I won't let you leave easily.
I have to ask your parents to handle it! "
Jiraiya crossed his arms across his chest.
He said the most terrifying things to a child.
He doesn't care about other things.
But write a book.
I'm serious, Jiraiya!
In this regard.
Ye Feng could only shake his head helplessly.
What is this all about.
but.
Ye Feng looked at Jiraiya thoughtfully and suddenly laughed again.
"What's the point of writing so dryly? How about the two of us take a gamble?"
"Gamble? How to bet?"
Zilai also frowned.
He is not Tsunade, the fat sheep of the ninja world.
He had little interest in gambling itself.
"I'm going to write the beginning of three articles in a minute, and I'll say it bluntly, they will definitely crush your make-out series.
However, since you have read my opening article, you can't just not express it at all, right?
So, if I win, you have to pass on Miaomushan's psychic skills to me! "Ye Feng said slowly.
Necromancy is a kind of space-time ninjutsu.
The ninjutsu itself is not difficult to learn.
The difficult thing is whether any psychic beast is willing to sign a contract with the caster.
and so.
Night Breeze refers specifically to Miaomu Mountain's psychic technique.
It means asking Jiraiya to add his name to the contract scroll of Mt.
Myoboku.
after all.
During Orochimaru's invasion of Konoha, not only were big snakes wreaking havoc, but Shukaku would also come out to cause trouble.
To deal with such large creatures.
Ordinary ninjutsu may not be very effective.
But if he could summon a psychic beast like Gamabunta, Ye Feng's strength would be greatly improved.
"Ah ha? You want the psychic contract from Mt.
Myoboku? You, a genin brat, know a lot." Jiraiya looked at Night Breeze with a smile.
Jiraiya was no fool.
How could he casually take Miaomushan's psychic contract as a bet.
"Let me introduce myself.
My name is Yamanaka Yefeng.
I am the son of the leader of the Shanzhong clan.
Isn't it surprising to know about you, one of the three ninjas?" Yefeng shrugged.
"Huh? Are you Yamanaka Ye Breeze?" Jiraiya looked at Ye Breeze in surprise.
Jiraiya had already met the Third Hokage after returning to the village.
The Third Hokage also proposed to him the idea of letting Jiraiya help train Yamanaka Night Breeze.
But Jiraiya no longer cares much about the affairs of Konoha Village.
and so.
He rejected the Third Hokage's request.
But never expected.
The two of them actually met in this way again!
"Yes, it's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake." Ye Feng smiled lightly.
"Okay, I didn't expect that Yamanaka Yefeng, who was always talked about by the old man, would actually be of the same mind as Jiraiya!
Okay, as long as you can write an opening chapter that convinces me, I will teach you the psychic skills of Mount Miaomu! "
Jiraiya nodded and agreed to the bet.
speak up.
Ye Feng is also half of Hong Dou's disciple.
In the same vein as Jiraiya.
In addition, there is also the request of the Sandaime Hokage.
Jiraiya happily accepted the bet.
Ye Feng saw that the bet was fulfilled.
There was a look of satisfaction on his face.
then.
He picked up the pen, brushed dots, and wrote down some of the plots in his memory on the paper.
such as.
What is missing is pure.
Gold is nothing.
What a disaster.
Although more than ten years have passed.
But those classic plots in famous online literary works.
Ye Feng always remembered it.
It only takes about one meal.
Ten thousand words, three beginnings, written.
Jiraiya reached out and took Ye Breeze's first manuscript.
"Well, the title of the book is pretty good.
I think he is from my generation at first glance."
"But, just a book title can't explain anything."
"After all, as the saying goes, writing novels is a dead end.
Unless you have a talent like me, Jiraiya, you will never get ahead!"
Done.
Jiraiya opened Ye Feng's manuscript and read it with a critical mood.
10 minutes passed.
Jiraiya finally finished reading the beginning of the first manuscript.
Read it word for word.
Not even a single punctuation mark was revealed.
I'm afraid it will affect the artistic conception.
"Jiraiya, how did I write at the beginning of this article?" Night Breeze lowered his head to drink and asked Jiraiya.