Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

Chapter 141
"By the way, on the writer's forum, there's a writer named 'Eastern Invincible' who is quite popular recently, do you know him?" Liu Guang asked Wang Zihao.

Had to ask, a detail that many readers, and even the author, have spotted.

That is, in "Shading the Sky", the protagonist's name "Ye Fan" appeared many times in "Dou Po" and became the protagonist "Xiao Yan" of "Dou Po".

Of course, "Xiao Yan", the protagonist of "Dou Po", also played a cameo role as "Ye Fan" in "Shading the Sky".

To put it simply, the protagonist's name is mixed up.

This kind of situation will happen to the double-opening author if he is not careful.

Many readers and authors believe that the authors of "Shading the Sky" and "Dou Po" are the same person.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for this to happen.

However, Wang Zihao didn't post or comment on the writer's forum, and he didn't reveal his identity. Everyone wanted Aite to come out, and there was no way to confirm it with him.

"Yes, that's me." Wang Zihao replied to Liu Guang's message.

On the other end of the network, Liu Guang was dumbfounded.

Admit it directly!
Don't hide it.

Liu Guang didn't even know how to reply to Wang Zihao's message.

The daily change here is [-], and the daily change has reached [-] in the week after it was put on the shelves.

Is it the same person?
Are you still a person?

Wang Zihao didn't hide it, he wrote the protagonist's name a few times on purpose.

"How fast are your hands?" Liu Guang swallowed, he didn't quite believe that the studio could write such a popular article.

If there is a gunslinger who can write such a popular book, who is willing to work hard for the studio, why not come out and do it alone?

"Not fast, 24 words an hour, mainly because I am young, willing to fight, and willing to work hard. [-] hours a day, except for eating and sleeping, I am typing. There is no entertainment, no rest, and no girlfriend." Wang Zihao replied road.

Streamer is shocking.

It turns out that there are really such hardworking people in the world.

Except for eating and sleeping, he spends the rest of his time coding, sending messages and chatting with others. For him, it is considered a rest.

With [-] words and a speed of [-] per hour, it can be done in [-] hours.

Count him fourteen hours.

The other ten hours are enough for eating and sleeping.

What kind of entertainment, what kind of girlfriend to find, after writing "Shading the Sky" and "Dou Po", financial freedom, girlfriends will be found by themselves, and there must be more than a few.

When there is no money, there are no girls to pick on.

When you have money, you can choose girls as you like.

After finishing the chat with Wang Zihao, Liu Guang sent the screenshot of the chat to the editor-in-chief Nuan Yang.

"Is the score of "Dou Po" good?" Nuan Yang didn't know, but it didn't matter, just go and see.

Seeing this, Nuan Yang rubbed her face.

Of course he can't see the uniform order, but he can probably guess it from some superficial data.

Absolutely more than [-] are ordered.

Taking another glance at Chapter 1 of "Dou Po", Nuan Yang is even more certain that this is a manifestation of strength.

A professional editor only needs to take a few glances to determine whether a book is hydrated or not with [-]% certainty.

"This Sunrise Dongfang is very sober and capable, and he is not afraid that the website will have a gap with him at all." Nuan Yang felt a little headache.

Sometimes what a website does seems silly, but it's not.

For example, I would rather give up the potential authors of this site than support the great gods dug from other sites.

What chills people's hearts is from the perspective of the author and the reader.

In fact, the landscape of the website is much larger.

I don't praise the authors of this site, but praise the authors of external sites, which will make the authors of external sites feel, hey, this is good, I can go there.

As far as the website is concerned, I don’t make much progress on my own, and it’s okay if I can’t train new people. If it can make competitors lose money, that’s fine.

I haven't become stronger, but my opponent has become weaker, which means I have become stronger.

"It's still far from the end of the year, let's talk about it then." Nuan Yang asked Liu Guang to care more about the sunrise in the east, and the rest to take a step at a time.

Feifei Reading's copyright operation is much inferior to that of Feiyue Chinese website, but their channel manuscript fee is really high.

Each has its own advantages.

But for newcomers, Feifei Reading is more suitable.

The shelf cycle is short, there are many channels, and copyrights have nothing to do with newcomers.

Friday afternoon.

Wang Zihao left Whisper of the Wind, returned to Jinhu Mansion, drove the big black horse out of the underground garage, and galloped towards the airport.

At this time, Xu Siqian was on the plane flying back to Junsha.

In the first class cabin, she was seriously reading a stack of manuscripts.

This is the novel that the little man sent her the night before, and she asked her assistant to print it out - "In the Name of the People".

The little man said today that Xu Yixin's publishing house has signed a publishing contract with him and is waiting for the ISBN application.

"It's really my sweetheart." Putting down the manuscript, Xu Meili showed a smile on her face.

She once asked him if he would write a script?

He gave her such a book directly.

It seems to be tailor-made for her, because it is really impossible for ordinary investors to operate.

The content is too explosive, the scale is too large, it cannot be filmed with money, and the record cannot be prepared.

Even Xu Meili herself is not sure that she can shoot it.

I have to ask my father Xu Bo to let Xu Bo come forward.

I don't know if it is too difficult for the old man.

Once this kind of scene is confirmed to be filmed, it is certain that it will become a hit.

Because so many people were watching, no one dared to perfunctory the entire crew.

"123456..." The line, cut out the picture for the stand-in, and took tens of millions from the set for a few days, it didn't exist at all.

Actors must be carefully selected, acting skills must be proficient, and filming must be meticulous.

Xiao Xianrou and Hua Vase didn't even have the qualifications to audition, so they stayed where they were cool.

In the past few days after returning, Xu Siqian will be very fulfilled and busy with many things.

After arriving at the airport parking lot, Wang Zihao went to the departure hall to wait for Xu Siqian.

She usually does not come out of the exit when flying, but takes the VIP channel.

The weather in late September is still a bit hot.

At the entrance of the departure hall of Wangzihao Station, looking at the traffic lane, many private cars or taxis stop and go, and passengers get off one by one.

Some people are happy, some are sad, they don't know what is waiting for them in the distance, Wang Zihao weaves their stories indiscriminately.

This person may have just broken up in a relationship and is fleeing the city, vowing never to return.

That person may have to go back to his hometown to visit the elderly. The last time he went back, his grandma gave him expired canned food, which was his favorite canned food. He didn't throw it away, saying that it was because the canned food was expired, but because he came back late.

Just as he was looking down on the joys and sorrows of the world, Wang Zihao staggered and bumped into a person heavily on his back.

Then, a pair of long legs clamped him firmly, and a familiar, charming fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

Xu Meili is out!

The flaming red lips were pressed against his ears, and a gust of damp heat gushed out, making his ears and cheeks itchy.

"husband~"

A voice that could melt a heart of steel penetrated into his ears and hit his soul.

With two big mountains on his back, just as Wang Zihao turned his head slightly, he was pecked on the lips.

After pecking at her ex-boyfriend, Xu Meili looked at him with joyful eyes, as if water could seep out of her eyes, watery.

(End of this chapter)