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Chapter 207

Whether a book of martial arts is good or not can be seen from the first few chapters. Zhang Jianming, who has read countless martial arts, knows this well. Part of the reason why he doesn’t read novels now is that the author’s writing is too bad.

It's obviously a martial arts book, and it's written like a punch to break mountains, a knife to cut seas, and a punch to kill hundreds of people. There are no martial arts fighting moves or anything, and I can't think of any sense of the picture.

He soon watched Xiaoao Chapter 1, and the overall evaluation was above average, with contradictions, scene rendering, and plot conflicts all there. Of course, the description of martial arts is also very appetizing.

The reason why I didn't give it an excellent is mainly because I wanted to see how it was written later. I heard that there is a saying on the Internet that there are three golden chapters.

Sure enough, Zhang Jianming had the urge to abandon the book after reading about ten chapters.

"Isn't the protagonist too wimpy? It's a good appearance, Mr. Pianpian, chivalrous and courageous, Nima, I didn't expect Bifeng to turn into a wimpy wimp, and his family died miserably. He kowtowed to call someone else's grandfather. He was hunted down and had nowhere to go."

When readers read novels, they will subconsciously put themselves into it. The protagonist kills all directions, happy and enmity, and the reader feels sour after killing.

This nymma kowtows to be called grandpa when he sees people, and the whole family gets lunch at the beginning, who can stand it?

"poison!"

This is Zhang Jianming's first thought after reading the first ten chapters, "It's a pity that the writing is so good, another story should be a big hit."

After closing the book, Zhang Jianming rolled over and went to sleep. He couldn't read any more. The author didn't follow the routine. He was afraid that his fiancée would wear a cuckold next time.

Close your eyes, all you can think about is the plot you just watched, and you can't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

"How did Lin Pingzhi get the evil sword manual?" Zhang Jianming asked.

In the beginning, the Lin family has a secret book of swordsmanship to ward off evil. The ancestors used it to sweep the martial arts world. It seems that Lin Ping should be able to practice this martial arts in the later stage, but his father is about to die, and the secret book has no whereabouts. It is unscientific!
Itching like a cat's paw in his heart, Zhang Jianming got up and picked up the book again. He wanted to see how the author filled this hole.

In a few chapters, Huashan, the second sect in the martial arts world, appeared. The master Jianyue Buqun saved Lin Pingzhi and accepted him as an apprentice. Then Linghu Chong went to Qingcheng Mountain to deliver a letter of apology, and found that they were also stealing evil sword moves.

After watching for more than an hour, Tian Boguang, a solitary traveler from thousands of miles, a nun from the Hengshan sect, Qu Yang, an elder of the Demon Cult, Liu Zhengfeng, and Xiaoxiang, who was raining heavily at night, all these martial arts figures appeared on stage one after another, and the whole story began to revolve around Linghu Chong.

Zhang Jianming understood, "It turns out that this is the main character, and the one who hit the street in front is a dozen of soy sauce."

Reading slowly, it was late at night before he knew it, and he smiled unconsciously when he saw Feng Qingyang teaching Dugu Nine Swords, "So that brat practiced this before."

At dawn, before finishing the book, Zhang Jianming reluctantly put down the book. Zhang Jianming washed his face and brushed his teeth, and went out to work with his briefcase in a trance. All he thought about in the subway was the plot of the book, and he almost never stopped.

It's not just him, there have been quite a few people who have come to watch Swordsman being poisoned, especially in high and junior high schools, you can often see people competing with brooms.

Reading a novel in class, watching the one who suddenly smiled and was caught by the teacher, and went back to the dormitory like a neurotic meditating cross-legged, claiming to be practicing Qi.

What's more, in the morning, he exhales and breathes into the rising sun to practice Zixia magic skills.

The online names are even more unique, either Dongfang Invincible or let me do what I want, one is more domineering than the other.

In short, a wave of martial arts has been set off across the country!

"Swordsman" sold like crazy, it was printed again and again, and the publisher woke up laughing in the middle of the night.

Two weeks later, Fang Jing received 720 million book share, dozens of companies called, film copyright, TV copyright, comic copyright, game copyright, electronic copyright, audio copyright, scrambling to buy.

After discussing with the studio, Fang Jing weighed the pros and cons and sold the electronics and games, as well as the sound copyright, and another 400 million was credited.

……

The next day, Fang Jing came to Shacheng Shonan Satellite TV. Liang Qiaobai had invited him to participate in the singer's program before, because this season had already started for a while, so his role was only as an assistant singing guest.

"Long time no see, congratulations on your great novel." At the door, Liang Qiaobai smiled and shook hands, "I bought more than 100 copies and gave them away to anyone I met. Now people in Taiwan always avoid me when they meet me."

"Hahaha! Thank you, thank you."

"Just kidding, you're such a good writer, they're driving me nuts trying to get an autographed copy."

Approaching the TV station side by side, Fang Jing asked curiously: "Mr. Liang, now you should tell me who to help sing?"

Before, Liang Qiaobai had been keeping a secret and didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

As the music director of this program, most of the singers were hired by Liang Qiao for nothing. The losers were eliminated in the singing competitions. Generally, those with some status did not come. It would be too embarrassing to lose to unknown people.

Shonan Satellite TV can't find any first-line singers except for spending money.

Except for Fang Jing, he made his debut for a year. Although the outside world has a high evaluation, he has no pretensions. If he loses, he loses. It is not in vain to be able to compete with the senior masters on the same stage. After all, he stood in the audience to see his qualifications nothing.

Of course, the 120 million appearance fee is also a big factor.

"Your old acquaintance, Liu Wei!"

"It's her!" Fang Jing was stunned, "I didn't hear when she was on your show."

"You are a busy person who pays a little attention and you will know. I planned to invite you last month, but your company didn't agree, saying that your schedule can't be arranged."

"Really?" Fang Jing was taken aback, then smiled wryly, "No one told me, I missed it."

In my heart, I greeted Huanrui's ancestors in eight lifetimes, and it took great pains to let him play Zhu Xian as Li Yifeng's supporting role.

No matter from which point of view, in terms of importance, a singer is much more important than a supporting role, but in terms of time, you can only choose one of the two. Obviously, the company chose the latter, after all, it is important to make money.

Staring at Fang Jing's expression, seeing that he didn't look like a liar, thinking of the recent turmoil of termination of the contract, Liang Qiaobai felt relieved, he was somewhat uncomfortable when he was rejected before.

"Hahaha! It's okay. It's my fault that I left in a hurry last time and forgot to ask for your phone number. Let's exchange in a while, so it will be easier to contact me later."

"no problem."

Fang Jing didn't reveal it, it's something he forgot, when he first made the album, he was just a fledgling unknown, of course, Liang Qiaobai didn't pay much attention to him, and it was even more impossible to leave a private phone call.

This is not the first time for Fang Jing from Shonan Satellite TV. He found the rehearsal room with ease, and saw Liu Wei practicing singing through the transparent glass on the door.

"Let's go in after she finishes singing." Fang Jing didn't open the door.

Liang Qiaobai nodded and gave him a high look. This is the humble and polite boy back then.

(End of this chapter)