Another World Under My Pen

"Huh? What's on your face?"

Upon seeing Sun Peng’s first glance, Zheng Jia’s face showed a strong suspicion, and then he turned around Sun Peng like a puppy, except for the smell of alcohol. There is also a familiar taste!

"Face?"

Sun Peng was taken aback for a moment, took out his mobile phone and took a picture, suddenly dumbfounded.

"Don't smell it, there must be a fragrance!"

Grabbing Zheng Jia’s little hand, Sun Peng said with a smile: “Didn’t we have an appointment with Chen Feifei and the others for dinner at noon, and brought her an English song by the way. The trace on this face was she chewed and didn’t wipe it clean. That's it... Tsk tsk, jealous?"

"Bah, who is jealous?"

Two little red flowers flew up to Zheng Jia's face and gave Sun Peng a sharp look.

But after listening to the explanation, the girl was relieved.

Although Chen Feifei is indeed very beautiful, and she is also a famous singer queen, she is ten years older than Sun Peng. And as soon as I heard about the new song or something, I guessed what happened.

In fact, Zheng Jia was very relieved of Sun Peng.

This guy is often lazy and not so serious, but he is sincere to Zheng Jia. Otherwise, with his talents and financial resources, how many beautiful girls can't be found? Zheng Jia knows that although she is beautiful, it is just a place like the film academy and dance academy...

So he didn't think much, Zheng Jia immediately smiled and nodded Sun Peng's forehead: "This time I did a good job. I didn't drink so much alcohol... Brother Ma didn't persuade you?"

"Hmph, am I the one to be persuaded so easily?"

With a raised eyebrow, Sun Peng grinned strangely: "Besides, I don't need to do something by getting drunk this time. I'm not stupid. I'm going to die if I drink too much...Oh!"

Being pinched by Zheng Jia's shameful fingers, Sun Peng laughed.

This day, so much more comfortable!

After having a fuss with his girlfriend for a while, Sun Peng held Zheng Jia's waist contentedly and opened the notebook on the table.

The New Year is approaching, it is time.

Seeing Sun Peng open the author's backstage of Shuxiang Chinese.com, Zheng Jia asked curiously in his arms: "Have you finished uploading both books? What are you doing? Do you still care how much your subscription has increased?"

"Haha, you forgot that both books are going to be finished?"

Tomorrow is the 31st, the last day of January. Although I did not finish the book on the last day before New Year's Day, since Sun Peng’s obsessive-compulsive mentality cannot end on December 31st, I must choose January 31st! In order to achieve this goal, Sun Peng even prepared two super chapters for the last day.

Even if it gives the fans the last benefits.

"Ah, so fast!"

Looking at the date on the computer, Zheng Jia suddenly!

With a slight smile, Sun Peng nodded and said: "Yes, time flies quickly, tomorrow is the last chapter of the two books, so...it's time to tell the readers."

Zheng Jia didn't speak any more, but got up obediently and sat down on a chair next to him, watching Sun Peng crackling out a single chapter, and then choosing immediate release...

...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Zhihuo was having a headache.

The Spring Festival holiday is coming soon. As a small supervisor of the company, he has to arrange a lot of things, especially for many partners because the workers have a long holiday, and there are so many things to communicate with. He has already worked three days in a row.

Just making himself a cup of coffee, Zhao Zhihuo couldn't help but sighed.

Today, I can’t escape the fate of overtime again.

"Didi!"

At this moment, the phone on his desk beeped twice.

Zhao Zhihuo didn’t care either. He kept busy with the things at hand, and couldn’t catch his breath until he picked up the coffee. By the way, he picked up his mobile phone to see if there was any news. In this era, people are increasingly inseparable from this stuff. Up.

"Huh? Tianlong and Ludingji have been updated?"

Seeing the prompt in the message bar, Zhao Zhihuo was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately had a very bad feeling!

Ma Dan, what is this guy doing?

Chasing Lao Bai’s novel has been chasing for a long time, Zhao Zhihuo now also knows the guy’s temper. Except for the update at 12 noon, only single chapters will appear at other times, and as long as there are single chapters, except Beyond advertising...

Nothing good has ever happened to him!

And reminiscing about the recent chapters of Tianlong and Ludingji that are clearly coming to an end, Zhao Zhihuo couldn't help but sighed: "This is the end of the book, right? But it is indeed time to look at the plot, it is... Oh, although it is correct The new book is also looking forward to it, but can't this old white write a little longer? It's not too satisfying to look at!"

After taking a sip of coffee, Zhao Zhihuo took a closer look.

Although I am very busy at work, there are a lot of things that I have to work overtime to deal with, but since it is an old man, I have to read a single chapter before talking.

then……

"Crack!"

The cup in Zhao Zhihuo's hand fell on the table, and the coffee poured out instantly filled his keyboard and the documents on the table, making him scream instantly...

Just as shocked as Zhao Zhihuo, there are many fans of Lao Bai.

Tens of thousands of readers saw this single chapter for the first time. Not only did they know the news that "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" and "The Legend of the Deer and Ding" were about to be completed tomorrow, they also knew that Lao Bai decided to stop serialization on the Internet and bid farewell to Shuxiang in the future. decision!

Now, what is the difference between an atomic bomb?

Within five minutes, hundreds of posts appeared in the book review section of Tianlong and Ludingji, almost all exclamation marks. And half an hour later, more readers who saw a single chapter poured in, and the book review area of ​​the two books became a mess...

...

"Tsk tsk, too capricious!"

In the small group of four authors of Shuxiang Chinese.com, the snowflakes in the night sky sent out a lot of exclamation expressions in a row, sighing: "You didn't go to Lao Bai's book review section. It's almost like a big bang every second. Zhong has new posts coming out, and readers are going to rebel!"

"Is there an egg? Does that guy care?"

After a while, the solid wood table faintly responded.

Seeing someone take care of him, the snowflakes in the night sky immediately refreshed.

Since joining this small group last year, this guy has been so proud of his heart. After all, these four people who are eligible to join the group on the entire Shuxiang Chinese website are not counted as someone who does not want to come. However, even if she is proud of herself, Snow Snow in the night sky understands that she is still a bit younger compared with the previous three, and her novel's grades are a lot worse, so she has always maintained a right attitude.

It's a pity that the three bosses still don't really bird him.

Especially in the past six months, the results of the old books seem to have been stagnant. The snowflakes in the night sky are a little guilty. After all, although the three great gods did not skyrocket as much as Lao Bai, the data has been rising. Is not it? This gap is a bit bigger and bigger.

With the response of the solid wood table, the snowflakes in the night sky immediately gained momentum.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Yes, that guy never cared about the reactions of readers in the book review section, but his news is too amazing? He gave up the online serialization all at once. How much is the cost of manuscript loss? I heard he Last month, the manuscript fee broke 10 million yuan again, right?"

"Well, it broke the web record again."

Suddenly a line of red lettering appeared, and the civet also made a sound.

This record is broken by the civet.

"This is courage, haha."

There was a message from the solid wood table, followed by another: "The tens of millions of manuscript fees a year were discarded and discarded. This kind of spirit is no longer there."

"Tens of millions?"

Seeing these words on the solid wood table, the snowflakes in the night sky vomited blood from jealousy.

More than tens of millions!

Lao Bai's current manuscript fee exceeds 10 million yuan every month, but don't forget how long he is not the two books? How long did it take to write? If there is no free period for the first month, and no new shelves for the next two months, as long as Lao Bai can extend the shelf life of a book to more than one year, it will definitely be a rhythm of annual income exceeding 100 million!

If he had this ability, he would definitely not write a book for only half a year!

Regardless of the civet cats and solid wood tables, both are great gods with an annual income of more than 100 million yuan, but who can do this by relying on manuscript fees? In fact, the revenue from various adaptation rights transactions is the bulk! Thinking that I only made more than 50 million last year, the snowflakes in the night sky smiled distortedly-give up the Internet serialization, great!

However, he can laugh at home, and he still said on the keyboard: "I'm just a pity, otherwise if Lao Bai writes it down like this, maybe he can really get the legendary five-level contract!"

When I think of this story, the snowflakes in the night sky are refreshing.

His editor in charge once talked to him and said that the editor in chief had suggested to Lao Bai for a fifth-level contract. At that time, he was jealous of his lips! There are no civet cats and solid wood tables. Why is he a guy who is a few years later than himself?

Thinking about this now, the snowflakes in the night sky couldn't help but diverge.

It’s not because of this thing?

Otherwise, he, a guy who made his fortune by writing online novels, why dare to abandon it all at once? Is it because I wrote a few songs and two scripts?

Give me a break!

Even if those songs and scripts are really popular, how much can you earn with just a few points? Can it be compared to the hundreds of millions of manuscript fees a year? Not to mention that once Lao Bai's novel adaptation rights are sold, it will be an absolute sky-high price!

So after thinking about it, the snowflakes in the night sky automatically made up for a possibility: Lao Bai recklessly proposed the conditions for upgrading the contract level to Shuxiang Chinese. As a result, the big guys on the website definitely couldn't bear it. After the rejection, everyone fell out. As a result, this guy was **** off and sentenced himself to death...

"Hehe, what about level five, Lao Bai doesn't like it."

When he was rightly obscene, the civet faintly beat the snowflakes in the night sky with anger!

Look down on?

how is this possible? !

When the snowflakes in the night sky widened his eyes and crackled and tapped the keyboard to refute the big brother, a message came out on the solid wood table: "The civet cat is correct. I am afraid that the old man is really not on the fifth level of Shuxiang.cn. The contract, after all, in the field of physical publishing, his level is not our little trash..."

The solid wood table seemed to be a joke, making the snowflakes in the night sky instantly cold, and his hands on the keyboard froze.

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