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Chapter 390

Is there a book group?of course not!
Fang Jing didn't do this thing from the beginning to the end.

When I was writing Zhu Xian, I set up a book group, one by one in the group reminded them to be more like a reminder, with hundreds of private messages a day, Fang Jing was really scared.

"Still writing?"

As it was being written, a black head stretched out, but no one was seen, and Fang Jing quickly held his breath when he smelled the leeks first.

You don't need to look at him to know that Shen Hao is a dog day!
There were only four people in the room, Lu Feifei and Yang Mi were fragrant, and generally they would not eat strong food, even if they did, they would rinse their mouths immediately.

Only Shen Hao would buy something to eat when he passed by a small street shop in the morning, and he came to work after eating.

"Brother, can you take a few steps back first? I don't know what I ate in the morning?"

Seeing Fang Jing's exaggerated backward leaning, Shen Hao heaved a sigh of relief, "Didn't eat anything? Just a few buns!"

Picking up the computer, Fang Jing ran to sit next to Yang Mi, and panted, "Your buns are stuffed with leeks, right? Yu Wei is still there after so long."

"No, the leeks were eaten yesterday."

"vomit!"

And it was overnight!
Yang Mi leaned back, tears almost burst out of laughter, it took her a while to recover, and she glanced at the computer.

"What's the name of your book? The Legend of Condor Heroes, which website?"

The title of the book was spotted, Fang Jing didn't hide it, and said generously: "Reading Chinese, do you want to give me a reward?"

"You still need this little money from me?" Yang Mi sneered, "Is it okay to buy this website with your deposit?"

Fang Jing: "This is the property of Brother Ma of Tencent, you can't buy it!"

Brother Xiao Ma, people in the Jianghu are called krypton gold horses, and their motto is, "There is nothing that can't be solved by charging money. If you can't, it means that you don't charge enough money."

"Pretend I didn't say it!" Yang Mi turned her head.

Brother Ma's company, Fang Jing, really couldn't accept it.

Both Lu Feifei and Shen Hao heard what the two were saying. Picking up their mobile phones, Lu Feifei downloaded the Chinese website. She used Huawei, and the network speed was very good. The download was completed in less than half a minute.

According to the name Yang Mi said, search for The Legend of Condor Heroes, deposit money, tip a reward, and a golden lord floats by!
"Boss 666! Kneel down, why do you read novels with this money?"

"I don't understand the world of local tyrants!"

"Lord, hurry up and ask the author to make Xiaolongnv alive!"

"That's right, that's right, the author didn't say that he will write whatever we want for the Golden Alliance."

Fang Jing raised his head and looked at Lu Feifei, "Don't make trouble!"

The local wealthy reader who gave the reward is Miss Feifei. It has only been a day since I came to the reading point after reading the information. Who else can there be besides Lu Feifei.

She should have listened to Yang Mi when she read the title of the book just now.

Resting her chin with one hand, Lu Feifei smiled and said, "Your readers said that you can do whatever you want by rewarding the Golden League. Is it true?"

"Fake, just kidding!"

Every reader has different tastes, some like good writing, some like the protagonist to kill the family if they disagree, some like to watch driving, and some like humor and lightheartedness.

Every time Fang Jing posts a chapter, someone leaves a message, saying that this is wrong, that is unreasonable, and the writing is rubbish.

At first he argued a few words, but later he found that it didn’t make any sense at all. In a fit of anger, he directly said that writing a book is the author’s business. If readers want to intervene, I can try to change it. If you ask me to write a golden alliance, I can write whatever you want. .

Sure enough, the effect was surprisingly good. Since then, almost no readers have complained about him.

But the collection lost [-] a day!
Lu Feifei regretted that she thought that rewarding a lord could really do something.

"Fang Jing, is your book going to be filmed as a TV series?" Yang Mi stretched her head, exhaling like blue, with a faint scent of perfume.

Sure enough, he was completely different from that foot-picking guy Shen Hao.

"I don't know. I'm just writing for fun. Maybe there will be a chance in the future."

As for the future, Fang Jing wanted to shoot the Legend of Condor Heroes, but it wasn't now, and he didn't need to talk about these things.

"Then remember to tell me when you're filming, when the time comes, my sister will definitely support you, whether it's money or people!"

Yang Mi remembered that Zhu Xian, which made Zhao Liying and Li Yifeng popular again, seemed to be written by Fang Jing. This man seemed to be proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and he was not usually strong and tough.

"It's nothing to do with shadows. It's early, and I will let you know when the time comes." Fang Jing shook his head, and the breath of Yang Mi's words caught his ears, tickling.

……

When it was almost noon, Fang Jing took a few boxes of lunch from the stage and gave them to Yang Chaoyue and the others.

There were seven or eight bottles of water standing on the ground, and a group of girls were sweating profusely.

Wang Xiaomin was practicing the song, and the others sat on the ground to watch her sing.

"People are iron, food is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, let's rest and eat something first!"

"Okay, it's finally time to eat!"

Getting up from the ground, Yang Chaoyue grabbed a boxed lunch and was about to eat it. After thinking about it, she still didn't move, but took it to Wang Xiaomin graciously.

Now this is her eldest sister.

Before the people in the stage came to measure her voice, Wang Xiaomin gave her a lot of advice and taught her pronunciation, which was very kind to her.

"Thank you Chaoyue!"

"Haha, it's okay, it should be."

A few people shared the boxed lunch. Feng Timo was not tall, but he was the fiercest eater. He was a female man, and said gruffly, "Brother Fang Jing, can you hear how I sing later? I want to get yours." Give pointers."

"Teacher Fang, I also want to hear your opinion!" Yu Wenwen whispered.

"Okay, I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, I will train with you!"

"Thank you!" Feng Timo jumped up excitedly.

She had heard about the situation of the other teams, and the instructor hadn't shown up at all. She didn't know where they were practicing songs by themselves.

Fang Jing has a bit of a conscience, so he knows to come and have a look!
Although she didn't know where Fang Jing had been in the past few hours.

……

At night, with his team members, Fang Jing came to a restaurant.

"You can order whatever you want to eat, it's mine today!"

Seeing them working hard, Fang Jing rarely treats them generously.Meeting is fate, whether we can see each other in the future is still another matter.

Except for Wang Xiaomin and Feng Timo who are older, most of these players are in their late teens and early twenties, looking like high school students.

"Brother Fang Jing, I'll toast you with fruit juice instead of wine, thank you for your guidance this afternoon." After filling two glasses of juice, Feng Timo gave Fang Jing a glass.

Flatterer!
With a low curse, Yu Wenwen turned her head and pretended not to see it.

Among this group of people, Feng Timo is the most capable of making trouble.

She looks cute on the outside, but in fact she has deep thoughts. It took only a day to basically get acquainted with this team, and everyone they saw was called sister and brother.

She knows a lot about music, but she never gave any advice to "good sister" Yang Chaoyue. When people asked her how she sang, she would always say yes with a smile on her lips.

"Brother Fang Jing, we also offer you a toast, thank you for your hard work!"

Feng Timo took the lead, and most of the people at the table got up. Yu Wenwen was embarrassed to sit still, and respected Fang Jing with fruit juice with annoyance.

"Sit down, don't be so serious!"

Fang Jing waved his hand, glared at Feng Timo, and said with a smile, "You don't have much time, you should eat and drink."

The talent show is cruel, Fang Jing didn't say it, and they didn't know it either.

Many of the rankings outside the top ten are determined internally, and their lives and deaths are in the hands of the program crew, and they will not be able to pass the first two tests, let alone the latter.

(End of this chapter)