I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 56 Discuss?

The postponement of the subway construction is considered news, especially the reasons for it are worthy of scrutiny, but Mei Qian swallowed some comments and didn't pay much attention after that.

It should come sooner or later, and it is useless to spend such thoughts now.

Instead, friends sent messages one after another.

Someone asked him to take this opportunity to open a new book and make a lot of money--!

Some people advised him to be more vigilant, and if the limelight is not right, hurry up and run away with a bucket--?

He even reminded him to hire a reliable lawyer as soon as possible, so as not to be in a hurry--! ! !

Huh?Why is there still a trick to tell him to turn himself in and confess to the police for leniency?
Who is this?It must have been mixed in, so I blocked it decisively.

The next day everything was as usual, Mei Qian should code and entertain, she didn't even think about Zhang Yu asking him to go to Bathing City for a drink.

They were all scratched by cats, so I dared not come out even if I borrowed some courage.

As expected, there was no movement from Zhang Yu's side for the whole day.

Looking at his circle of friends, this guy is bragging about his scarred abdominal muscles, saying that he has a super strong physique, and even the doctor said that his body recovered very quickly, which can almost be called a medical miracle...

Mei Qian sneered, and replied below: "Just look at your stomach, why didn't you show your face this time?"

Then, he found out speechlessly that the other party had deleted this post!deleted!

He was so angry that he led Ning Chi straight to the nearest bathing city, and asked the two girls to massage his back and pinch his feet, and he felt relaxed physically and mentally.

If no one invites you, why not spend your money chicly?
"Hey! Brother Qian is in a really good mood recently, and he is much more cheerful." Coming out of the room, Ning Chi cheered happily.

Mei Qian squinted at him, asking for a pedicure to make this guy so happy, did he forget it in a blink of an eye when he was driven to death and complained a lot?

But what the other party said was right, since the official endorsed him with his nose pinched, his depressed mood has indeed improved a lot.

The new year is over, it's time to transfer!
Sure enough, within a few days, an entertainment company approached him through Maomao, and the film and television adaptation of the two books was very favored by the other party.

Both parties cooperated sincerely, and the contract was signed smoothly without much negotiation.

In the end, everyone opened champagne for a little celebration.

"Selling fast, with your current popularity, we can still talk about it." Maomao was a little dissatisfied.

"It's already exceeded expectations, and it won't increase much." Mei Qian took a sip from the wine glass and replied relaxedly. The price given by the other party was indeed quite sincere.He likes straightforward people. Since the other party is quick, he is absolutely unambiguous.

"Isn't it because you are afraid that if you go in again, the copyright will fall into your hands again?" Maomao didn't give face at all.

Mei Qian glared angrily, and drank the wine in one gulp.Then he lightly kicked Ning Chi, who was giggling, and retorted: "Why did you say something depressing? I'm innocent and honest now, so how could I be so unlucky all the time?"

However, considering his disaster-stricken physique, these words of defense sounded less convincing, and the resentful tone made Mao Mao cover his mouth and chuckle.

Ning Chi rolled his eyelids violently: "..."

No, Maomao said something wrong, why are you kicking me?
But what makes Mei Qian helpless is that there are many people who have similar thoughts with Mao Mao.

A few days later, I heard from the screenwriter in charge of the adaptation that he worked overtime all night, and the script hadn't been revised yet, so the company found a relationship to report the two TV series to the superior in advance.

"For a drama that obviously has no risk of violation, this reaction seems to be afraid that the approval will be stuck."

At the end, the old screenwriter complained and said something.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Mei Qian instantly felt that her copyright was sold cheaply, and she should really pay a big price like Mao Mao said...

But no matter how much you slander, there's nothing you can do about it, everyone signed the contract.

But as the old saying goes, blessings are unparalleled!
Soon, Mei Qian had a headache because of other things, and she didn't have time to worry about other things.

As the notice that the Xiadu subway project was postponed due to inexplicable reasons was widely circulated, he was, at least, the main reason in the eyes of the majority of people who watched melons, and Mei Qian's popularity naturally soared.

It's time to draw a lottery again, but looking at the dazzling popularity, a certain person just doesn't dare to move.

You must know that the bronze tripod was still in the warehouse to take up space last time, but recently either entered the detention center or was being followed all the time, he had no chance to deal with it.

As far as the system is pissed, it is very possible to arrange a big one for him. If an antique such as a chime bell or a screen suddenly appears in the house, there is nothing to hide, and there is nowhere to explain it when it is found!Can't this be cheated for ten or eight years?
Forget it, the big deal is not to draw for the time being, anyway, now at home, even if you get a skill, you won't be able to use it.

Well, out of sight is out of mind, he plans not to open the system interface any more.

Mei Qian was troubled by another thing.

His main job is to honestly write novels at home, but I don't know if it's because he has been too rough recently, and he actually got stuck.

For the whole morning, facing the outline on the computer screen, I just felt helpless and my mind was in chaos.

And just as he was scratching his head to conceive of the plot, and scratching his head to piece together today's update, his thoughts that had finally been sorted out were interrupted by another phone call.

"Who?" Without even looking at it, Mei Qian clicked to answer, of course, her tone was definitely not good.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before replying: "Xiaoqian, I am your Uncle Mao."

Uncle Mao?Mei Qian glanced to see that it was Mao Mao's father, Professor Mao, and then changed his tone: "I'm sorry Uncle Mao, I thought it was another harassing phone call just now."

"Understood. By the way, Maomao said that you have been at home recently. Should we not bother you when we come?" Professor Mao didn't seem to be angry, but explained the reason to him.

Mei Qian didn't even dare to say, saying that I'll go if you need anything, how can I let the elders come to find me?

The other person said it was okay, knowing that he was indeed at home, he didn't say any more polite words, and hung up the call directly as if he was afraid of being rejected.

Mei Qian stared at the phone in a daze for a while, hearing what the other person meant, it seemed that she didn't come here alone, was she planning to recruit her again?It didn't work a few times, but did you find a helper?
However, he had already decided that unless something happened in the future and he couldn't handle it anymore, the Archaeological Bureau would definitely not be able to join, and that would be a problem.

Before the person arrived, he quickly coded and finally posted today's update.

Taking a long breath, he ordered Ning Chi, who was playing games, to quickly prepare hot water and tea.

Not long after, the guard called and said someone was looking for him.

Mei Qian didn't want to contact the lobbyist, but she had to go downstairs to pick him up.

Contrary to his expectations, the person next to Professor Mao was not some elite elite as he had imagined, but an old man with a stooped waist and gray hair who looked higher than Professor Mao.

"This is Mr. Xu. I heard that I'm coming, so I must see the great writer who has become famous now." Professor Mao introduced with a smile.

"Don't listen to Xiao Mao's nonsense, I asked to come to you on my own initiative." The old man didn't give Professor Mao any face, and said bluntly, "Mei Xiaoyou, I came here this time because I have a problem to discuss with you."

"Discussion?" Mei Qian was taken aback, then subconsciously replied: "Don't dare to discuss anything, if you have any questions, just ask, I know everything."

"What's the point of modesty? You and I are considered colleagues. Although we don't get along on the surface, it's good for each other to check and make up for the gaps. Isn't it just a discussion?" Xu Lao sneered at his politeness and laughed.

Mei Qian: "..." How come tomb robbers and archaeologists go together?
Wait, I almost got caught in it, I'm not a tomb robber either!
Coughing dryly, Mei Qian glanced around, saw that the security guards were watching the fun, and hurriedly invited people into the community.

"The environment of this community is very good, and the management is also good." Mr. Xu looked at the greening of the community while walking, and nodded in praise.

Professor Mao and Mei Qian were half a step behind, talking in low voices.

"Mr. Xu is Taishan Beidou in the archaeological world. Somehow I heard your name, so I have to come and see for myself." Professor Mao whispered: "You should pay attention to yourself!" After finishing speaking, he patted him on the shoulder .

Several people quickly entered the room, and after Mei Qian personally brought the tea, Mr. Xu went straight to the point and said, "Recently, I have heard a lot from you, but I have searched through the county annals of Xiadu and the hydrological data in the vicinity, mountains, rivers and rivers. There have indeed been some changes in recent years, but according to the data, if there is a large tomb here, it is extremely inconsistent with Feng Shui theory, I wonder if there is any basis for my little friend to assert that there is an ancient tomb under his feet?"

Mei Qian looked at Professor Mao and asked, "Did you really discover the ancient tomb?"

Professor Mao was startled, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head: "Not yet."

Mei Qian sighed, and emphasized to Mr. Xu: "The old man misunderstood. I am just a novel. How could I know if there is a tomb under my feet? As for that Weibo post, it was just for hype, fake!" How could he answer? ?Say that you want to test whether you have the ability to "follow words"?This is even more unreliable, okay?
"Huh? But the Bureau attaches great importance to this matter, and even a retired old guy like me has heard about it. Could it be fake? Don't they all say that you are a big tomb robber, judging that there is a tomb under your feet, and you even have to detour the subway line? "Mr. Xu stared at Professor Mao.

Mei Qian didn't know how these people organized themselves, looked at Professor Mao who was drinking tea with his head down, and could only helplessly explain: "I was wronged, if it was really a tomb robber, I would have been caught by the police sooner, and I could still sit still." Are you drinking tea at home?"

But when he saw the expressions of the two people in front of him, it was clearly a look of disbelief.

It's okay to be old, it's the first contact, but Professor Mao, what kind of eyes do you have?It wasn't like that the last time we met!
Could it be that something happened that I didn't know about during this time?

　Oops, I'm so tired, take a break and write the next chapter. I don't know how much I can write today.

　　Is this a blast?Forget it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)