my sister is not a helper

Chapter 31 It's OK
"That Gu Long disagrees with the reconciliation, you decide for yourself! You can either apologize in public, or start over with a different pseudonym."

"Cousin, how can I apologize? Now our heat is high, it's still unknown who will die, and he, Gu Long, is not sure. Hey, hey"

"dududu~"

Hanging up the phone, Bi Yunfei was holding the receiver in his hand, with an impatient expression on his face, and Chen Zhi felt very uncomfortable.

The bird is exhausted, the rabbit is dead, and the dog is cooking. Before the final result is produced, it is thrown away like a rag. Can it feel good?

Although Bi Yunfei signed up for the Spring Miao Cup Newcomer Contest, he is not a newcomer in the cultural circle, and he is very clear about many things in the circle.

He knew that the editor-in-chief of Danjiang Publishing House was about to be transferred, and he knew that his cousins ​​Bi Shuhua and Hu Rui were popular candidates for the next editor-in-chief.

So when his cousin Bi Shuhua gave him the inside information that "Gu Long decided to vote for Hu Rui", he immediately seized the matter of the replacement of the "Chun Miao Cup" work and attacked Hu Rui fiercely. It was a win-win for himself and Bi Shuhua.

But now it seems that Cousin has lost. In order to stop the loss in time, she can only throw this little shrimp out of the pot.

"Gu Long, how the hell are you so lucky?"

Bi Yunfei deliberately instigated "Gu Long" on the Internet, asking him how he compares with Mr. Jin from Hong Kong Island?

Unexpectedly, "Gu Long" said without shame that "everyone has his own merits".

He grew a toad mouth at a young age, and blew out a big whirlwind in one breath, dare to have his own merits with Mr. Jin?
At that time, Bi Yunfei thought that "Gu Long" was doomed, and Hong Kong Island was the holy land of martial arts novels. If he dared to challenge Mr. Jin, the master of martial arts, the consequences could be imagined.

After so many years, it is not that there are no novel authors who are as proud of their talents as Gu Long, but as long as they match up with Mr. Jin, they will be shot to death every minute.

But just yesterday, Mr. Jin spoke up and commented on "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" - it has the style of pioneering a school.

That's Mr. Jin, he can definitely support a newcomer with a single sentence, and his evaluation of Gu Long is no longer a compliment, but an implicit and equal recognition.

Gu Long became popular all of a sudden, and that night, a famous commentator crowned him the master of the new martial arts in the mainland.

It is obvious that "Gu Long" has become the brand name of the Short River Publishing House, so there must be a "harmonious" result for the disputes that have been raging on the Internet during this period.

He "flies on the waves", he can only pretend to be a clown once, holding a handful of "ancient dragon", the feet of the great Buddha.

"Bi Shuhua, you are really ruthless! You don't miss old love at all"

Bi Shuhua seemed to point out two ways for Bi Yunfei, but Bi Yunfei knew very well that he had only one way to go, and that was to publicly apologize to Hu Rui and Gu Long on the Internet, admitting his behavior of "slandering and spreading rumors" in disguise.

If I choose to change my pseudonym and start from scratch, all my old readers will be lost, and Bi Shuhua will never support me like before, because there are countless little fresh meats who are more likely to please that old aunt than me.

And in a few days at most, the news of Mr. Jin's evaluation of Gu Long will spread throughout the Wei Dynasty. By then, "Yunfei on the Waves" will die even worse. Add insult to injury.

For so many years, Bi Yunfei, a young literary and artistic youth, has done many "romantic things". Things like making friends with others are the standard practice methods for literary and artistic youths to sublimate their thoughts.

Bi Yunfei gritted his teeth, turned on the computer and logged into the forum, first deleted all the previous offensive posts, and then wrote down the "Solemn Statement Post" with blood and tears.

"I made a gossip based on hearsay and accidentally caused a misunderstanding. I hereby apologize to Editor-in-Chief Hu and Mr. Gu Long."

Once Bi Yunfei's apology post was released, it caused a storm on several well-known literary forums in the Great Wei Dynasty.

Some people say that this is the tragedy of literary novels, that pulp novels corrupt teenagers, while others say that this is the trend of the times, and that new culture is unstoppable.

But no matter what, Gu Long became even more popular, and the sales of "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" began to skyrocket.

At Duanjiang Publishing House, Hu Rui's phone rang.

"Hey, what are you talking about, order another 50 copies? It will take at least a month, and it is impossible to distribute them to you. Lao Liu will also order 20 more copies. The third reprint will be gone before it comes out. What, add money?"

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Hu Rui put down the phone silently, still not reacting from the shock of "adding money".

The publishing house has been established for so many years, and no seller has ever taken the initiative to "add money to pick up the goods"!

"Can it really sell 2000 million copies? I really dug up a cash cow. If I really cultivate a top card, then I am an old bustard. Bah, bah, bah."

"Jingle bell~"

The phone rang again, and Hu Rui answered it. It was an internal line from the copyright department of the publishing house.

"You don't need to think about the film and television adaptation rights. I have already talked to Gu Long, and he won't sell them!"

"What? I make a habit of new writers? Otherwise, you can ask the editor-in-chief and the president to see if they will scold you to death?"

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Cafe on the second floor of Torch Building.

Tired of typing, Lin Zhe leaned on the wheelchair and looked at the women three to five meters away, listening to the gossip cheerfully.

Among those women, there was an older sister Hu who was a frequent visitor to the coffee shop, and Lin Zhe knew that she was a golden matchmaker.

Because the opposite of the Torch Building is the largest park blind date corner in the whole magic city, Sister Hu often brings people to the cafe to meet, so Lin Zhe knows her every time he goes there.

"Sister Hu, my requirements have been reduced to the minimum. I just want to find a man who makes me feel safe. Is it really that difficult? Is it really too much?"

"Xiao Lu! You are considered a regular customer with me. Do you still think that your requirements are not high?"

Xiao Lu was not happy: "Why am I demanding too much? I have a master's degree, so it's not too much to find a master's degree?"

"I'm 32 years old, so it's not too much to find someone under the age of 33?"

"My annual salary is [-], so it's not too much to find someone with an annual salary of [-]?"

"I'm a native of Demon City, you can't let me marry a foreigner?"

"Having a car, a house and no loan, at least this is the standard for marriage, right? As for the other conditions, I have also lowered it. The height is 175, and the appearance is a little worse than this little brother. I can accept it."

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Lin Zhe, who was watching the play, was stunned, because Xiao Lu turned his head, pointed at his chest, and used him as a reference template.

The gold medal matchmaker, Sister Hu, was speechless. If it wasn't for her excellent professionalism, she might burst out laughing on the spot.

"Don't you know what you look like? Are you a little worse than this little brother? This little brother's face is worth eight suites, okay?"

"The appearance is even higher than that of a popular star. As long as you are 'slightly worse' than him, wouldn't you want to marry a popular star?"

But Lin Zhe couldn't hold back his smile. After hearing the description of the girl Xiao Lu, he couldn't hold back his smile for a long time.

"My little brother, why are you laughing?"

"Huh? Did I laugh?"

"Yes! You laughed, do you know that this is very disrespectful?"

Lin Zhe finally restrained his smile and said something.

"Ma'am, I'm used to writing in this coffee shop, and I've met many girls on blind dates. In fact, your requirements are quite standard. There are many girls who put forward similar conditions. I have met at least fourteen or five."

Lin Zhe opened his fingers and introduced them one by one.

"The first girl is the daughter of the demolition household. There are eight suites in the inner ring of the house. She seems to be 28 years old, and her education is a little bit worse than yours with a bachelor's degree."

"The second girl's education is the same as yours. She has a master's degree from a beautiful country. She seems to be in the financial circle. She has an annual salary of about 15 and is 29 years old."

"The third girl is a model, 26 years old, that figure...just like that girl."

Lin Zhe beeped three examples, and Xiao Lu's face turned black. The 32-year-old was nothing in front of the two girls in front.

When she followed Lin Zhe's fingers and looked towards the door of the coffee shop, she found two girls walking over gracefully. One of them was about 175 tall, with a straight body and long legs, and her eyes swept over indifferently. , Xiao Lu couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"What's the matter, Lin Zhe, why are you pointing at my girlfriend? Are you interested?"

Tian Fuzhen walked up to Lin Zhe with 175 girls, and sat down while joking.

(End of this chapter)