I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

After discussing the plot, Leng Bingxia immediately asked the next question.

"The publishing house originally invited Jinhua to attend the readers' meeting, but you declined at that time. Why are you willing to hold a book signing now?"

"Because you can make money quickly this way." Jiang Jinhua told the truth.

Leng Bingxia was silent for two seconds and nodded slightly: "After all, you have graduated from high school. It should be a lot easier to publicize this kind of thing."

She then asked: "We still need to confirm the level of exposure that you can accept, Jinhua."

Jiang Jinhua thought for a while: "Except for opening the box and getting personal information, there should be no problems with anything else."

"That's no problem. The publishing house has already drafted a preliminary publicity plan." Leng Bingxia nodded and said:

"Since Jinhua has been hiding her personal identity before, now she is promoted offline as a beautiful girl cartoonist, which should attract a large number of people to buy it."

When Jiang Jinhua heard this, she immediately looked at Xie Chun proudly.

"If it can increase sales, I will cooperate with you in terms of publicity." She replied.

Xie Chun raised his eyebrows lightly. It was obviously not a good idea to blindly hand over the operation department to the other party so neatly and neatly.

Although this facially paralyzed editor does not look like a bad person, he does not think that everyone in the publishing house will do their job honestly, and there are still some precautions that should be taken.

"If it is convenient, I hope Miss Leng will inform Jinhua after confirming the publicity plan. We may make certain modifications based on the publicity plan you launched."

Xie Chun paused: "I still have some people responsible for this aspect."

"You can rest assured about this." Regarding career-related questions, Leng Bingxia responded smoothly: "After the overall schedule is completed, we will send it to Teacher Jinhua's email, and finally we will discuss and revise it together."

"Okay." Jiang Jinhua nodded, turned around and asked, "What do you think?"

"How do I know what's going on? I'm not here to talk about things." Xie Chun was shocked.

Jiang Jinhua pondered for a few seconds: "Then I hope the promotion venue will be in Lucheng, preferably a place with more people, like the Central Mall."

This is safer.

Leng Bingxia's expression remained unchanged: "Teacher Jinhua, you can't reserve a place like the Central Mall to hold an event. The publishing house doesn't have the ability."

Jiang Jinhua turned her attention to Xie Chun, who said with a headache: "If there are no problems in other aspects, I can solve this small problem of the venue, and I can still say something in Lucheng."

Xie Chun originally thought that he would have to spend more time talking to the editor who was paralyzed. After all, things like book signings definitely couldn't be done with just a few words.

But Leng Bingxia just looked at him deeply for a while, and nodded under Xie Chun's incomprehensible eyes: "I understand, I will go back and communicate with the company about this."

The conversation went so smoothly that Xie Chun even felt a little unscientific. Jiang Jinhua hugged his arm with childlike joy on her face: "Great!"

Xie Chun still felt that there was something wrong with this. Maybe it was a compromise the facially paralyzed editor made without permission due to the pressure he put on him?

"No, Miss Leng, is it really okay for you to simply agree? Your publishing house should have already made the normal preliminary preparations, right?"

Logically speaking, this matter of the author specifying the venue should make them very distressed.

Jiang Jinhua's eyes twitched: "Brother Xie, are you really my partner?"

"This is a very serious question." Xie Chun rubbed her head.

He has never been particular about using his power to suppress others, so naturally he would not embarrass an ordinary employee like this and said:

"Miss Leng, if necessary, I can go back to the publishing house to discuss it with you. This shouldn't make you too embarrassed."

Leng Bingxia was silent for a while and responded: "It's just a little impact, not so troublesome."

"Our publisher's promotions all have templates. If the author himself has other actual needs, it is absolutely fine to make some changes."

"Songs like what Teacher Jinhua said may affect some of the publicity effect, but overall it is still a positive benefit for the company, and there is no reason to refuse."

"By the way, Mr. Xie, can you leave me your mobile phone number?"

"ah?"

"Maybe it will come in handy later," she said.

Xie Chun looked at Jiang Jinhua's expression and had an idea.

It was probably because I couldn't find this person when I usually asked her for manuscripts, so I planned to keep Xie Chun's phone number as a backup, as a far-sighted person.

After getting the phone number, Leng Bingxia stood up and said goodbye: "Then, if I have nothing else to do, I will leave first. I will report back to the company on the results of today's discussion."

"See you next time." Xie Chun motioned for her to help herself.

After the facially paralyzed editor went out, Jiang Jinhua breathed a sigh of relief: "Although he doesn't seem to be easy to get along with, he seems to be a good person."

Xie Chun didn't know where she came to this conclusion, but he agreed with it.

A person with this kind of facial paralysis would have a hard time being a bad guy.

With facial paralysis and hellish social skills, Xie Chun estimated that it would be difficult for her to get promoted in her life.

"Let's go, I'm going home to catch up on my sleep." Xie Chun looked at the clock which had reached noon.

Jiang Jinhua took his arm and shouted, "No, you've drank so much coffee, you shouldn't be sleepy anymore. I'll treat you to dinner!"

"...Eating at the buffet again?"

"Of course it's not a self-service." Jiang Jinhua blinked: "I'll take you to Shaxian."

"..."

If he just wanted to have a meal in Shaxian County, he would go there, but he guessed that Jiang Jinhua didn't have any good intentions.

Sure enough, the next second, she said: "Help me check out the venue in the afternoon and buy two better clothes."

"Why are you buying clothes?"

"You can't just go up and sign autographs for readers while wearing this double-digit outfit at a book signing! Lord Jinhua also wants to save face!"

It seems reasonable.

It's really inappropriate to wear casual clothes to a book signing. A girl of this age should wear a beautiful skirt.

But what Xie Chun didn't expect was that he spent an entire afternoon shopping just to buy these things.

No matter how nice a girl's words are, they are all lies.

We agreed to simply buy two pieces of clothing, but ended up visiting more than 20 shopping malls in one afternoon, and finally chose a dress from the first store.

Now that you have a skirt, you should also buy a set of cosmetics. Xie Chun doesn't know much about cosmetics, but he knows time.

With the same makeup technique, the longer it takes, the better the final result will be.

So he spent two or three hours watching Jiang Jinhua trying on cosmetics one by one in the mall.

In the past two or three hours, he sat in the men's rest area and downloaded a legendary mobile game online with a few guys who were shopping with their partners. When the new server was launched, it reached the top of the list!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xie Chun and Jiang Jinhua walked out of the hot pot restaurant carrying large and small bags, and then collapsed on the bench next to them.

"Don't ever call me this kind of thing in the future. If you don't come out for a while, it's useless to treat me to a few meals."

Jiang Jinhua blinked: "But if I don't look for you, I'll have to trouble Xiao Xingruo. You don't want her to be so tired last night and have to go out during the day, right?"

"I'm obviously the one who's tired!"

Xie Chun leaned on the bench and said nonchalantly: "It's better to toss her than toss me. I'm so sleepy after walking for a day."

"Tsk, is this a scumbag? He just said he liked her yesterday, and today he doesn't cherish her anymore." Jiang Jinhua sighed.

"It's true that I like her, but this relationship probably won't last long and will end after a while."

Jiang Jinhua thought for a while: "Did you cpu her?"

"How is that possible? I'm in a serious relationship."

"Then are you so sure that Xingruo will dump you?"

"I can't say it's certain, I can only say it's a high probability." Xie Chun sighed, looking up at the stars:

"To be honest, after so many years, I may know you better than you yourself, and I have been able to build a mental model unique to you in my mind to deduce the logic of your behavior."

"Huh?" Jiang Jinhua looked at him doubtfully.

"Just like Xingruo, you will probably start to get tired of it after a while."

"Why?"

"Because the love she longs for is more about the ambiguity and indifference between lovers and getting along. But when we are truly together, he will find that love is not just about heartbeat, but also needs to take responsibility."

"Obviously she is still young and has not yet reached the age where she can truly bear responsibility. In addition, due to her family of origin, she is more afraid of the word responsibility."

Xie Chun sighed slightly: "So she will probably get bored soon, and then it will be time to say good bye to me."

Jiang Jinhua suddenly said: "What if she still likes you?"

"So what I just said is that it's just a huge probability. The reason why people are called people is because they have infinite possibilities." Xie Chun said slowly:

"This is why I am willing to try to get along with her. I believe in the purity of her love and the possibility of her future. Of course, even if the final result is failure, it doesn't matter."

Anyway, I'm used to it.

Jiang Jinhua leaned on his shoulder, looking at the sparse stars in the sky, holding something in her hand, and was silent for a long time.

I am the one looking at the stars with you, and I feel very happy.

I know the star in your eyes is not me, but I still like you.

Thank you, the little sun in my dark world.

Thank you for always keeping me warm.