Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 13 Adapting a movie?

Magic City.

Office under the banyan tree.

Li Jie is 25 years old this year. Just last year, she resigned from a bank job that looked stable to outsiders.

Then, under the puzzled and surprised eyes of family and friends, he joined an online literature company as an editor, and took a pseudonym for himself, Baby Anne.

A high salary of 10,000 yuan per month, a comfortable working environment, a relaxed working atmosphere, and her favorite literature... Compared with the boring work in the bank, Li Jie thinks this place is simply paradise.

Since the second online literature competition was held, the number of submissions received under the banyan tree has tripled or quadrupled.

Their entire editorial department reviews thousands of submissions every day.

Although the workload has surged, Li Jie is enjoying it.

At this moment, she is staring at the computer intently, occasionally manipulating the mouse and dragging the interface.

Without noticing at all, a tall, thin man with eyes walked behind her.

This person is the editor-in-chief under the banyan tree, the God of Wealth.

Cui Caishen reached out and patted her shoulder, and asked, "Li Jie, is William not in the company today?"

"what!!!"

Who would have thought that Li Jie, who was patted on the shoulder, seemed to be frightened, the whole person suddenly bounced off the seat, and at the same time let out a high-pitched scream.

"Are you OK?"

This sudden scene made Cui Caishen also startled, and he didn't understand how she had such a big reaction.

At this time, Li Jie also recovered.

Seeing that it was the God of Wealth, she couldn't help but patted her heart and said with an angry expression: "Editor Ning, you almost scared me to death just now!"

"I look so scary?" Cui Caishen joked with a smile.

"no!"

Li Jie waved her hand, pointed at the computer screen and explained, "I was reviewing a horror novel just now, and I was seeing a scary place, but you took a picture and couldn't hold back for a while."

"What novel deserves your praise? Let me read it!"

Hearing what she said, Cui Caishen suddenly became interested.

Don't look at Li Jie, who has only been here for half a year, but her literary talent is not low, otherwise she would not be able to write such excellent works as "Farewell to Wei An" and "July and An Sheng". Although she did not explicitly praise the novel, but it made her so fascinated by it, which also proved that the novel was well written.

"Here, this one!"

Li Jie dragged the mouse to find the title and introduction of the book.

When Cui Caishen saw the title and introduction of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", the look of interest on his face became stronger.

Sitting on Li Jie's seat, Cui Caishen pushed up his glasses and looked at it seriously.

20,000 words is not too much, but it took him nearly an hour to read it.

"This book is really well written. The writing is simple and sophisticated, and the story is told very well." Cui Caishen was so addicted to it that he praised it without hesitation.

Especially when I saw the paper figurine turn into a living person, I couldn't help but stand up.

This book gave him a new feeling, where horror and curiosity were intertwined.

After a pause, Cui Caishen continued: "And have you noticed that this book is very suitable for adaptation into a movie."

"Movie adaptation?" Li Jie was stunned, but she didn't see it.

Cui Caishen smiled and said: "Don't you think the core of this book is actually Indiana Jones?"

It is worthy of being the gold medal screenwriter who came up with "Wulin Gaiden" and "Dragon Gate Escort" in later generations.

Li Jie heard what he said, and after recalling it carefully, she found that it seemed to be the case.

The core is exploration and treasure hunting, but the plot is replaced by oriental culture.

"Should this book be sent to the publishing house for review?" Li Jie asked.

"Of course!"

Cui Caishen stood up with a smile and said, "It is estimated that the author of this book posted the book on our website with this in mind."

"Okay, I see!" Li Jie nodded.

Soon, the publisher responded.

They are very interested in this book, but the word count of this book is still relatively small, and they plan to observe it for a while.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, Fang Yi woke up yawning.

Last night, I copied the book and copied it until more than two o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing his face and looking at the scorching sun hanging high outside the window, he felt that he couldn't go on like this.

I agreed to keep exercising, but it has been almost a month since I was reborn, and I haven't put it into action yet.

Lao Fang and Lao Zhuang went to work early, and the house was empty.

After washing up, Fang Yi wandered into the kitchen and pouted after checking.

Very good, Comrade Zhuang Shufen didn't even leave him a bun.

In desperation, I had to go downstairs to the commissary at the entrance of the community to buy two packs of instant noodles, accompanied by two fried eggs, so I solved the breakfast and lunch together.

After all, this is the point, and it is not realistic to eat two meals.

Filling his stomach, Fang Yi rode his bike out the door.

When they came to the hospital, they caught up with Wang Juan and Zhao Wanqiu having lunch.

"Has Xiaoyi eaten? If you haven't, let's eat with us!" Wang Juan greeted with a boxed lunch.

"I've eaten Aunt Wang!"

Fang Yi replied with a smile, and set his eyes on Zhao Wanqiu on the hospital bed.

Today, Zhao Wanqiu's complexion is much better, and his eyes have returned to their former splendor. At this moment, he is sitting on the hospital bed and sipping rice porridge.

"Brother Qiu, how are you feeling?" Fang Yi asked with concern.

Zhao Wanqiu replied, "Fortunately, the wound doesn't hurt much, but when I talk, I always want to cough."

"Then stop talking!"

After Fang Yi finished speaking, he turned to Wang Juan and asked, "Aunt Wang, what did the doctor say, do you need chemotherapy?"

Generally, chemotherapy is used after cancer surgery to completely kill the cancer cells.

"There is no need for chemotherapy, the doctor said that it is enough to cooperate with traditional Chinese medicine treatment. In two days, the wound will be almost healed and you will be discharged from the hospital." With the success of Zhao Wanqiu's operation, Wang Juan's mood is obviously much better.

Since Zhao Wanqiu couldn't talk too much, after chatting for a while, Fang Yi excused himself and left the ward.

Came to the internet cafe as usual, paid the internet fee for three hours, Fang Yi continued to update his novel. *

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